"Hey, Xiao Zhao, this dog looks good!"

When Zhao Yiran returned to the rented community, Uncle Wang, who was sitting idly at the door, looked at the little spirit in Zhao Yiran's arms and praised the old Li Tou on the side.

"Uncle Wang, Uncle Li, you two rest, I'll go back first!"

Zhao Yiran responded with a smile, carrying two large plastic bags in his left hand, and walking towards the community with Xiao Ling in his right hand.

The plastic bag contained the results of Zhao Yiran's afternoon.

That is, to give Xiao Ling the one pound of spiritual yang ginseng needed for evolution, and one pound of blood bone grass.

This Lingyang ginseng is not difficult to buy, but the Blood Bone Grass made Zhao Yiran spend some effort, and it took him half a day to find it in the Chinese herbal medicine market.

After Zhao Yiran turned around and left the two old men sitting idly at the door, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a heavy color.

What made Zhao Yiran like this was naturally the 'mystery' mentioned in the explanation of the 'Spirit Bead' before.

The analysis of the word mystery, as well as the ability shown by his spirit beast, made Zhao Yiran think of the strange things he had encountered recently.

In the evening, Zhao Yiran's figure was stretched for a long time, reflected on the ground, and zigzag on the debris piled up in the aisle of the community, which looked extremely demonic.

Woo~Wang~Wang~!

Xiao Ling, who was held in Zhao Yiran's arms, poked his head out and stared at Zhao Yiran's shadow, as well as the sundries that were also pulling the shadow, opened his mouth and barked softly.

Hearing Xiao Ling's scream, Zhao Yiran tightened his arms, lifted the bag, and walked a little faster.

The community where Zhao Yiran lives is said to be a community, but in fact, there are only three units in one building.

It is an old community, close to the school, except for Uncle Wang and Uncle Li who I just met, this community is full of college student tenants.

Most of them leave early and return late.

Zhao Yiran lives in the innermost three-unit, 101.

......

"No one has ever been here!"

Zhao Yiran stood in front of the security door of 101, checking the situation of the security door left and right, with the purchased herbs at his feet, and Xiao Ling guarding the side.

A small piece of scotch tape attached to the threshold of the security door connection when going out does not show any traces of passing.

Zhao Yiran nodded secretly.

Thorn~!

Chirping~!

Removing the scotch tape, Zhao Yiran carefully opened the anti-theft iron door, looked into the room, and did not rush in.

But just looking at this, Zhao Yiran's brows became heavier.

In the living room, all kinds of furniture are quietly placed.

Coffee table, sofa ......

Chair?

The chair is gone again!

No one has ever come in, so why is the chair no longer in its original position?

Window?

The first floor is surrounded by a sturdy security net, so no one can enter through the window.

Before going out in the morning, Zhao Yiran deliberately placed the chair next to the sofa against the wall.

At this moment, I looked at the side of the sofa...... No chairs!

Puff~!

Puff~!

Zhao Yiran's heart was beating violently, and the corners of his mouth were a little dry.

The only thing in my ears was the whistling sound of the breath coming out of the room and the air in the corridor intertwining with each other.

Xiao Ling seemed to move, and his eyes suddenly showed a taste of vigilance.

Xiao Ling's change caused Zhao Yiran's heart to move.

Slowly turning his head sideways, Zhao Yiran looked at Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling's mouth was faintly stirring, and his beard trembled with the intertwined and colliding breath.

Whining~!

Whining~!

Zhao Yiran gestured to Xiao Ling, and Xiao Ling's figure jumped and went straight into the house.

Well?

Well?

Just after Xiao Ling entered the room, there was no sound.

Through the spiritual connection with Xiao Ling, Zhao Yiran found that Xiao Ling was standing in the corner of the living room at this time, as if he was watching something.

In this regard, Zhao Yiran seems to have understood!

Chirping~!

Zhao Yiran struggled to open the security door and quickly rushed into the house.

Really!

The chair that had disappeared from the side of the couch was now perched in a corner of the living room.

The setting sun was shining through the window on the chairs.

shines on the chair that is no longer ordinary in Zhao Yiran's opinion!

This chair was bought by Zhao Yiran at the thrift market before moving into this rental house.

And it's not the first time that a chair has been moved.

To be exact, Zhao Yiran inadvertently discovered something three days ago.

Originally, I thought that someone had entered the room.

But Zhao Yiran didn't lose anything.

There was no sign of anything else in the room being moved, except for the chair I bought from the thrift market!

Especially today, Zhao Yiran made a mark on the security door, which made Zhao Yiran sure that no one had come to this room.

And this chair moves on its own.

Move on your own?

Maybe before that, Zhao Yiran would definitely feel that his idea was ridiculous.

However, judging from what I have experienced today, as well as the existence of the little spirit in front of me, everything in this world seems to be slowly undergoing subtle changes.

It's like this chair that seems to be ordinary anymore.

Is this a mystery?

Zhao Yiran can't be sure now.

But there was a strange smell to it.

After Zhao Yiran entered the room, Xiao Ling kept walking and pacing in place.

The paws of his feet collided with the floor, and his eyes were staring at the chair in the corner of the living room that seemed to be enjoying the sun.

That's right, this chair gives Zhao Yiran the feeling that he is enjoying the sunshine.

Finding Xiao Ling's strange appearance, Zhao Yiran didn't dare to move, and even began to be careful with his breathing, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the wooden chair, trying to find something on it.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... A full minute passed.

The wooden chair was still there.

As time passed, the sunset slowly receded from the window.

"Am I mistaken?"

Zhao Yiran muttered in his heart: "Then how did this chair appear here?"

Although Xiao Ling kept pacing, he didn't make any other movements, as if he was waiting for something, and he didn't seem to be too sure what was wrong with the chair.

No!

There is definitely something wrong with this chair!

When Zhao Yiran discovered the faintly deliberate flame aura on Xiao Ling's claws, Zhao Yiran said with certainty in his heart!

Just when Zhao Yiran was sure in his heart, the chair that had already left the range of the sunset actually moved out of thin air in Zhao Yiran's constantly widening eyes.

With this move, the whole chair is once again shrouded in the sunset sun!

Woo~Wang!

That is, the moment Zhao Yiran saw the chair move, Xiao Ling suddenly barked angrily, and his body was like an arrow from the string, and he flew towards the stool!

At the moment when Xiao Ling flew up, his paws were instantly covered by dark blue flames, just like four jumping elves.

The movement of the chair and the movement of Xiao Ling happened almost at the same moment.

Zhao Yiran's reaction was not slow, and he turned sideways and dodged towards the sofa on the side.

Because in Zhao Yiran's sight, the moving chair seemed to become blurred the moment Xiao Ling flew up.

Vaguely, Zhao Yiran looked at the chair in his sight, the chair came to life completely, a pair of resentful eyes suddenly appeared on the chair surface, and the four chair legs seemed to appear barbs dangling, hideous!

It was as if two ears with black hair were floating on the back of the chair.

So, what kind of chair is this?

It's simply ......

In an instant, Zhao Yiran decided that this chair was a complete mystery!

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