"Here," Yue Chengcheng parked the car in front of an ordinary residential building, and Yue Chengcheng looked down at the address in his hand and nodded:

"That's right, 302."

The three of them got out of the car and walked into the dimly lit staircase, the wooden staircase under their feet made a creaking sound, the moon was a little frightened, feeling that it would collapse at any time, fortunately the three of them went all the way down until they reached the destination, and the stairs were also good.

The door of 302 is an iron door with carvings, and the color of the carvings on the door has fallen to the ground, making the original appearance of the door unrecognizable, and the white walls are yellowed because of age, and there are many graffiti made by naughty children, which makes the original dilapidated place even more ruined.

Yue Chengcheng stepped forward to press the rusty doorbell next to the door, after a while, did not hear any movement, Yue Chengcheng did not give up and pressed again, still no movement, pressed again, pressed again, and finally, after about five minutes, there was finally a movement in the door.

"Damn, that little rabbit cub who doesn't know whether to live or die rings my doorbell randomly!!" The iron door was opened from the inside, and a hoarse and angry old voice came, and at the same time, an unknown object flew out of the door, and the figure of Yue Chengcheng in front of it flexibly dodged.

The moon blinked dimly at the oncoming unknown object that still emitted a strange smell, and didn't think about tearing off the mung bean bag that had been lying on his head as an ornament, throwing it out, colliding directly with the unknown object, and then continuing to fly in a straight line towards the door.

Coincidentally, a white-haired head had just poked out from behind the iron door, and the mung bean bag slammed and successfully hit the target.

"The throwing technique is good," Yue Chengcheng affirmed his sister's skill.

"Ouch, my old waist, which damn imp actually attacked him personally, ouch," the man who fell to the ground was full of silver hair, wearing clothes that could no longer be seen in any color, and with one bare foot, waving away the flying stars above his head, holding his aching old waist and sending out bursts of **.

"Master, how can you be like this!" The mung bean bun on the ground rolled around a few times aggrievedly, and rolled back to the hazy feet of the moon, a pair of dark eyes staring at her pitifully with a layer of mist.

"Mung bean bun," Yue Hazy bent down and picked up the mung bean bun with one hand, and asked it with its gaze, "What is your task?" ”

"Protect the master!" Mung Bean Bao straightened his round belly and replied solemnly.

"That's right, you were protecting me just now," Yue Hazy nodded with satisfaction, and flicked its soft belly with her hand, "Your mission has been carried out brilliantly." ”

Mung Bean Bun: "......" always felt that something was wrong.

"Who the hell is it?? Don't mess with things? And smashed someone?? The old man on the ground had already climbed up, roared energetically, looked around for the murder weapon, but there was nothing on the ground except for the shoes he threw out, and his eyes finally fell on the three girls in front of him, and his brows furrowed: "Whose little doll came here," said very impatiently waved his hand and closed the door: "Hurry up and go home and play with dolls, this is not the place you should come." ”

If you want to say what Yue Chengcheng hates the most, it is to be treated as that kind of weak little girl, the corners of her mouth hooked, she stepped forward and slammed, and the iron door that was about to be about made a loud noise, and the old man was shocked and stared at her with a frightened face: "You...... What do you want?? It looked like the three of them were going to eat him alive.

"Something," Yue Lele didn't know where to take out a black iron rod about fifty centimeters long, hooked the shoes on the ground, and handed it to the old man with his hand.

Yue Hazy and Yue Chengcheng instantly stretched out a paw to cover their noses: It stinks!

The old man in front of him looked unaware, quickly took it, held the shoes in his arms and made an expression of a yellow flower girl who was about to be insulted: "What do you want to do?" Little old man, I don't have anything here. ”

"Teacher Li Xiuran asked us to come," Moon Hazy said, handing him a round piece of gold metal with strange patterns carved on it.

"It turned out to be Li Xiaozi's people, come in," After seeing the round metal, the old man's expression relaxed, and he turned around and entered the room directly.

The three sisters glanced at each other and entered the room, which, like its owner, could be described in three words: dirty, messy, and smelly.

Even the three buns on the three of them showed a disgusted expression.

"Since Li Xiaozi asked you to come, then let's follow the old rules," the old man didn't care about the many sundries on the sofa, and sat down directly, and quickly stood up against the conditions, searched on the sofa and found scissors, scalpels, hammers, etc., and then sat down again, and said to the three of them with a nonchalant face.

Yue Chengcheng frowned and stepped forward and said, "The teacher just asked us to help him get something." "I haven't said anything about the old rules.

"Take something??" The old man was putting the shoes in his hand back under his feet, and when he heard her words, his brows furrowed, and his expression was a little puzzled: "What is it?" Didn't you come to help me clean up? ”

Yue Chengcheng's expression replied indifferently: "You think too much." ”

"You're not here to help me clean up? So what are you here for?? The old man's cloudy eyes widened, and he asked angrily.

Yue Chengcheng replied expressionlessly: "Help the teacher get something!" ”

Old man: "You're not here to help me clean up?" ”

"It's not."

"Who asked you to come??"

"Li Xiuran."

"Li boy, I know, he asked you to clean up?"

"It's not."

"And what are you here for??"

"Get something!"

"Who asked you to come??"

……

The conversation between the two suddenly enters an infinite loop.

The moon is hazy and the forehead is black, and the tone of this old man is as straightforward as a child, and he doesn't lie anymore, so ......

"Hey, hazy, got the stuff in your hands??" On the screen, Li Xiuran was lying on the beach chair with a leisurely face and greeted her.

"No, something happened," Tsukiki hazy said.

The person on the screen raised his eyebrows: "What's the situation??" At the end, he didn't give Yue Hazy a big hand to speak: "I believe you can handle it, my family has come to communicate, so be it." ”

After speaking, he hung up the communication without waiting for the hazy reaction of the moon.

"You're not here to clean up for me??" The old man's angry voice rang in her ears, and Yue Hazy felt a little headache.

PS: I'm sorry, I overestimated the speed of my hand-broken codeword, and I shouldn't have run halfway to see if it's not true, I apologize.