It was the first time that Ling Jian discovered that Yining City also has quite a good nightlife.

After all, he had only been in the city for less than ten days, and had been busy decorating his new home for the past few days, so today was the first time he had been on the streets of the city center at night.

Unlike the previous impression, although it is far less than the cities that never sleep like Zeno Ulu and the Gold Coast, the current city of Yining is not exactly sunset. Citizens' activities and shops will continue until after the sun goes down – the closer you get to the city centre, the later you close.

This is also a common mentality, the closer to the middle of the city, the safer it is, so they have the courage to go out at night.

Because the Demon Camp Studio and Ling Key's house are on the outskirts of the city, the night will be dead.

Moreover, the night market here is not as lively as the real city that never sleeps. Whether it was pedestrians on the road or shops on the side of the road, everyone subconsciously slowed down and kept quiet, and even the voices of each other were kept low. Large awnings have been erected above several streets that are mainly populated, covering the entire street.

People here try to turn the streets into "indoors" in this way. The night is not human, but people can still move freely indoors.

The streets are brightly lit, and almost all the lights are lit, even dazzling by the reflection of the glass of the shops on both sides. No one is dissatisfied with this, because only light can dispel the darkness that represents danger.

"That canopy blocks all the light," Ling Key looked up at the awning above, "No wonder I didn't find this place on the outskirts of the city." ”

He retracted his gaze and began to look for the shops he needed on both sides of the street.

The lights are brilliant, but the whole street is barely audible. This strange contrast made Ling Key's scalp tingle, and he felt like he was in a ghost town......

The two centuries of the Dark Ages that preceded it left a deep imprint on the world and its people. Ling Jian sighed, he understood this fear very well, far more than all the other "peers".

However, Ling Jian was still very grateful for the existence of this night market, which allowed him to buy enough ingredients.

It was a rare opportunity, so Ling Jian decided to buy more and prepare it along with tomorrow's dinner.

In the end, holding a large paper bag of ingredients and spices, Ling Jian left the night market and went home alone. Along the way, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians around, and soon he was the only one left on the street.

It's only less than two blocks from the night market......

But even if no one goes out at night, the city's street lighting system is still fully operational. This has brought great convenience to Ling Key.

Passing by the office building of the demon camp, the warm lights and the lively hustle and bustle of the house came from afar.

Ling Key couldn't help but smile knowingly. What a nice place!

He did not go in, but continued in the direction of home.

Ling Key's house is located on the west side of the studio, two blocks away, and belongs to the true border suburb of Yining City. Therefore, after the house was built, it was soon abandoned due to the turmoil around the city. It wasn't until twenty years ago that the Demon Camp was established and the boss Prometheus purged the city of demonic power, and it was finally restored to a habitable state.

But even so, no ordinary citizen dares to live in such a place. So Ling Jian was able to buy this small double-storey house with two courtyards at a very low price...... In this regard, Ling Jian said that he had made a lot of money!

The backyard of the house was converted into his own experimental field and a playground for regular exercise. As for the front yard, it was originally a small garden, with a small fountain and a swing, but because it had been abandoned for so long, the fountain had long since dried up, and the swing was a little rusty. Ling Jian didn't have time to deal with it for the time being, but after a few days of freeing his hands, he decided to keep the design of the front yard as it was and repair it.

Squeak ~ squeak ~

Yes, the first thing to do is to remove rust and oil that swing...... Ling Jian suddenly stood up and looked into the courtyard.

Someone sat on a swing!

Is it a child from the neighborhood who is coming to play? No, no, there aren't any kids around here, are they? And it's so late, where are the children who dare to run out?

Ling Jian became vigilant and quietly lowered his left hand, and the handbag slipped from the crook of his arm to his hand.

"Yo, you're back!" The man on the swing also spotted Ling Key and beckoned to him.

It's a girl, Ling Jian immediately heard it, a young and energetic female voice. And it's someone I know, which sounds a little familiar...... Who should be in the studio, in this city, I only know those people in the studio, right?

Letting down his guard a little, Ling Jian approached his courtyard, and finally followed the light to see the person on the swing - it was the ghost sword Ji Angelina.

In a sense, it is the person Ling Jian is most reluctant to meet at the moment. I robbed myself of half of my breakfast this morning!

But it's true that I'm commenting on others first. No matter who you are, you don't like someone to speak ill of you behind your back, right? And Angelina is also a proud girl, a proud swordsman!

Thinking of this, Ling Jian couldn't help but be a little worried, she didn't find this place specifically for "revenge", did she? Although his sense of existence is relatively low, Ling Key's residence is not a secret, and he has registered in the studio.

But...... I have bought this house and it is now my private property! Ling Jian thought about it for a moment, and immediately frowned, he hated that someone had trespassed on his territory without permission.

"Why are you here?"

Angelina wore a peaked cap and crushed her jet-black hair. She gently kicked the ground with her feet, and the swing swayed leisurely.

The jerky creak was exceptionally clear and loud in the silence of the night.

"I've always loved this swing." The girl whispered, "I didn't expect the house you bought was this one." ”

Ling Jian frowned and did not speak. He walked over to the mailbox to check for the latest letters, newspapers and magazines.

It turned out to be empty, and Ling Key was a little disappointed.

"The Witcher Weekly, and today the Daily Stars, and three other magazines are here." At this time, Angelina spoke again, she patted the swing seat next to her, "I'm sorry, it's a bit boring because I waited too long, so I took the initiative to look for these." ”

"Hey! How can you mess with my stuff! Ling Jian slammed the mailbox door.

Angelina seemed to be startled by the sudden loud noise, she didn't expect Ling Key to lose such a temper.

Then I saw the young man holding the shopping paper bag walking towards him menacingly, and the anger on his face was not concealed at all!

It's like an alert beast spotting an intruder in its own territory.

The girl couldn't help but be shocked by Ling Key's momentum, and shrunk her neck: "So I said I'm sorry, I just flipped through the weekly magazine, and nothing else has moved!" ”

Ling Jian ignored her, picked up the newspapers and magazines beside her, turned around and left.

After taking two steps, he turned to look at the girl: "It's not too early, you should go back quickly." Don't stay outside for too long! ”

"Hey! Your tone is exactly the same as Woz and the boss! ”

"Then don't worry them. Night does not belong to human ......"

"I don't want to be told that by a guy who came back after dark! I read your registration information, obviously the same age as me, don't always look like an adult! Angelina jumped, "Besides, I'm a witcher!" The night is also my home turf. ”

That's why I don't like to spend time with children...... Ling Jian sighed, "Even if you're a demon hunter, you still have to go to school tomorrow, right?" Go back and rest early. ”

"Why do I, an ace witcher, go to school!" Angelina grumbled under her breath, "And why don't you need to go to school!" ”

"Okay, stop complaining. I'm just a special case. Ling Jian patiently tried to persuade the young ace witcher away, he didn't like any uninvited guests.

But unfortunately, due to personality factors, Ling Key's "persuasion" ability has never been qualified.

The girl was not moved at all.

"So, what the hell do you want to do?" Ling Key, who was completely desperate for his communicative skills, gave up and asked straight to the point.

Angelina lowered her head and spat out an inaudible voice: "I don't want to go back, and I don't want to go to school." ”

What? Ling Jian looked over in surprise, but saw Angelina showing a rare expression, not the usual down-to-earth and generous bar girl, nor the majestic and murderous "Ghost Sword Lady" who held the sword.

Strictly speaking, it's more like a noisy girl.

Thinking of the duel this morning, Ling Jian immediately guessed the truth - this girl has "run away from home"!