The curtain fell, and there was silence.

The mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings, but the weather is cool for a good autumn.

On a night when the stars and moon are gone, the most suitable thing is to nest in the house and make a cup of hot tea, watch a beautiful figure, and wait for the rain to fall.

Fusu was sitting so comfortably in the verandah in the backyard of Runlu at this time, watching Sang Xia wave his pen in front of the easel in the living room. Since the little girl didn't go to work in the flower shop, she had more time to paint every day. The talent is good and hard enough, and with Qiao Ziye carefully guiding on the side, his skills have risen in a straight line.

The backyard is lit up, and the front yard is pitch black. Meng Yi stood in the blackened corner, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger, making his clothes shake violently and make a crackling sound. He shook his head and let out a sigh.

Fusu, who was sitting in the porch and posing, said lightly: One thousand and one.

Maintaining a motionless posture was somewhat boring, so he had nothing to do but listen to Meng Yi's sighs. As Sanxia's first model, he had to perform well. Because he wanted to be her only practice object.

This is the Nth time Meng Yi has sighed all night in the past half a month, and Fusu can't remember how many times he said to Meng Yi: Go find her!

For example, after breakfast, I really couldn't look at Meng Yi's dejected death, so I said: Go see her!

Meng Yi said: No, you can't disturb her.

For example, in the afternoon, when Fusu was talking to Sang Xia in the courtyard, he saw Meng Yi standing on the terrace on the third floor at a 45-degree angle and looking up at the sky, and couldn't help shouting: Why don't I take a look for you?

Meng Yi pretended not to hear it at first, and when Fusu shouted for the third time, he shouted angrily: It's all said, don't disturb her.

Like, last night. In the dark and dark, in the Fusu room, he was dreaming, and suddenly felt something strange, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Meng Yi sitting on the sofa in the corner. While startled, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he threw out a golden light, and on the other side of the light was the place where Meng Yi wanted to go. Fusu said impatiently to Meng Yi: Go and go, go and look for her.

Meng Yi: I said it, you can't disturb her.

Fusu helplessly sat up with his fluffy hair and cried with a sad face: Okay, if you don't bother her, then you will bother me!

As a result, Meng Yi said aggrievedly than him: Then, I'll talk to Sang Xia?

Based on this, Fusu decided to stun Meng Yi before going to bed tonight, lest this crazy guy really appear in Sang Xia's room in the middle of the night.

But this is not a long-term solution after all, and in the end, we have to find a way to solve it once and for all. Thinking of this, Fusu couldn't help but feel a headache.

Bai Suli also had a headache.

The evil spirit, which had been tracked down for months, had disappeared without a trace since Sanxia's captivity. I tried all kinds of ways to find the traces left by the evil spirit in the dream realm, but I didn't get any results.

Doing things in her territory is simply an insult to her status as a night wanderer! Although she has already judged that she is not the opponent of the other party, this makes Bai Suli want to see more and more what the other party is about!

Often, we refer to this behavior as 'doing death'!

There has been no trace for more than half a month, but Bai Suli, who has great perseverance, is not a person who gives up so easily! On this ordinary early autumn night, Bai Suli entered meditation routinely, and the spiritual power incarnation wandered in the dream realm of the four directions. As he was reading the thoughts of all beings, he was attracted by the shadow of a black sleep that flashed away.

Roar, the moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills. You still showed up!

Bai Suli's clean face showed a smile of 'finally waiting for you', and she didn't think that if she was discovered by the other party, she might be killed in seconds at any time.

Suppressing the excitement and nervousness, he followed the shadow in the night. She's not afraid, but she's a night traveler, how can she say that she loses this bit of confidence?!

In the night world, no one can find out if she wants to. That's right, the previous defeat was just a light enemy!

Thinking so self-comfortingly, Bai Suli left the dream and came to the real world after following the shadow for a while.

At this time, Bai Suli was a spiritual power clone and had no body, but the black shadow was not hiding his body.

I saw that TA was dressed in black and trousers, and the hood of his coat was over his head, and his face was not visible. Walking all the way through the neon streets of the city, his burly figure attracted the side eyes of several passers-by, judging that it must be a man. The walking posture is also strange, with almost no movement on the upper body, and the two legs are walking as if they were clockwork, which looks stiff and awkward.

Passing through the street aisle, I unconsciously came to the mouth of an alley. It's the most common kind of intersection in the old town, and the old street lamps are messily tangled with wires. In front of a low building made of red bricks and stones, the shadow stopped moving, and there was a round door on the side of the low building along the street and alley, and a signboard was hung on the door.

The shadow stood under the round door, hesitated for a moment. With the hood, he couldn't see his expression clearly, only faintly felt a strange light flashing under the black coat.

The shadow twisted around, although he still couldn't see his face clearly, Bai Suli could feel that he was 'looking' at him. Under the hollow hood, a pair of wolf-like pupils seemed to be hidden, and a chill could not help but arise.

The strange light flickered again, and the shadow walked straight into the round door and into the low building.

At the moment when the shadow entered the door, Bai Suli came to the entrance of the alley and looked up at the dilapidated signboard. Without thinking about it, Bai Suli walked into the round door.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger. In this world, apart from water, she really has nothing to fear. No, she's not really afraid of water, she's afraid of it, to be precise. Fear because you hate it is not the same as just fear.

People should not be disguised, and the store is not measured by the façade. Inside the humble round door and the dilapidated iron signboard, it was a different scene.

I saw that in this low building with a strange name, men and women were all kinds of people, dressed exquisitely and behaved elegantly.

The large area of floor-to-ceiling crystal glass in the store makes the whole space brightly lit, and it is impossible to see from the outside that it is such a spacious and noble space inside. It's like a clubhouse bar, or a private club.

Bai Suli in the form of a night tour is not a physical entity, and ordinary people can't see her existence without stealth, which is more conducive to her freely walking through the crowd to find the burly man in the black hoodie.

The people in the room were either sitting upright in what looked like expensive leather chairs, laughing and changing glasses and chatting happily, or they looked up at a huge antique clock on the ceiling, unsure of who was waiting.

Walking through the crowded hall to the bar in the corner, Bai Suli saw the hooded black coat resting on the back of a high chair.

The person on the high chair sat with his back to her, with curly and thick hair, and Bai Suli suddenly chuckled in her heart.

It's familiar!