After Yan Hua asked Luo Jia a few days ago, he told Gao Qingzhu everything he knew about Bu Huarong, but the information was limited and it didn't help much.

And Gao Qingzhu also practiced at Linhai Station through the help of Xu Shanglu and with the permission of the stationmaster Bafang.

Speaking of which, a few days have passed since the last Buhuarong incident, and he has not appeared again so far, as if he has evaporated out of thin air.

If he didn't appear, Xu Nanxing couldn't let go of it in his heart, but became more and more worried.

"Alas......"

In the station, I heard Xu Nanxing sighing from time to time, disturbing Gao Qingzhu's peace.

"I came to my internship on the first day today, and that's how you brought me?" Gao Qingzhu looked at him dissatisfied.

Xu Nanxing lay down on the sofa and looked at the ceiling with a dull expression: "Isn't this worrying about Sister Hong?" I'm afraid that Hua Rong will make a surprise attack, you also saw his skills last time, and it feels quite powerful. ”

When he said this, Gao Qingzhu was also a little worried.

But she is also a dragon who has been cultivating for thousands of years, and her ability should be quite big, so she won't be Buhuarong, right?

Just thinking like this, Xu Nanxing sat up abruptly and slapped his head: "Oops, I almost forgot." ”

"Forgot something?"

"I have a business to do today!"

"Huh? What business? ”

Xu Nanxing got up and walked in the direction of the red train, and said: "Yesterday, when I was on duty, a dog demon came to the station to ask for help, so I have to go to a small village on the outskirts of the city today, where something strange seems to have happened. ”

"What about me?" Gao Qingzhu realized that she would be left alone at Linhai Station, and if there was business coming to her door, she probably wouldn't be able to deal with it.

"Hey, don't worry, if there's a big matter, you just remember it first, write down the contact information of the monster who came to the door, and I'll ask later."

Xu Nanxing's words were said lightly, but Gao Qingzhu didn't know what messy things would happen.

She got up blankly and watched Xu Nanxing leave, and reluctantly sat back on the sofa and looked at the paper and pen on the coffee table in front of her.

After a sigh, he finally lay down on his back on the sofa.

For some reason, Gao Qingzhu was so bored that he raised his hand into the air, stretched out his index finger, and drew a circular pattern in the air, while imagining a cream cake in the back of his head.

In the next second, what she didn't expect was that a round fresh milk cake really appeared out of thin air on the coffee table.

At first, she didn't react, but when nearly half a minute had passed, Gao Qingzhu suddenly remembered the alien creature brain eating a few days ago.

"Can I use this ability?" She muttered to herself.

At the same time, he stretched out his finger again and made a few random strokes in the air.

This time, she painted a bit complicated, imagining a bouquet of roses in her mind, but in the end, it was only a branch in front of hers, which was far from her bouquet.

It seems that Gao Qingzhu's brain-eating ability can only imagine simple things, and no more complex ones will work.

She pursed her lips and thought to herself, after all, she only has half of the ability, and it would be good to be able to use it, but ......

"It's a bit of a problem." Gao Qingzhu sighed secretly.

You have to use your hands to make a gesture, isn't it just troublesome!

If you can just use the fantasy in your head to realize the realization of objects, it is really powerful.

……

It was almost noon, Xu Nanxing was a little hungry, and he bought two buns on the side of the road at random to solve the problem of lunch.

He called a taxi and the destination was a small village on the outskirts of S City, called Muzhai Village.

Although it is a village, most of them are built with two or three storey private houses, the ground is paved with concrete roads, and only some fields can be seen in the distance, in short, it does not look backward.

And I heard that this place is about to be demolished, and it won't be long before the villagers in the village will become nouveau riche.

After Xu Nanxing got out of the car, he looked at this area and couldn't help frowning.

He looked a little farther away, and found that the house standing alone on the hillside in the distance was filled with a hint of ghostly aura, which was captured by Xu Nanxing's keen sense of smell.

After paying the money, after the driver left, Xu Nanxing put his hand in his pocket and wandered slowly.

The dog demon told him before, saying that since the old man who adopted it passed away, strange things will always happen in the family, let him solve it today, Xu Nanxing came to investigate, I don't know what the specific situation is, is it difficult to deal with or simple?

There was nothing special about this way, Xu Nanxing looked left and right and found nothing strange, except for the house on the hillside.

But until they got closer, the ghostly aura emanating from the house was still so weak.

"It seems that this business is not difficult to do." Xu Nanxing stood at the bottom, half-raised his head and looked at the house on the slope, two stories high, with a courtyard, and the white tiles on the walls looked quite clean, not like those gloomy haunted houses.

Turning his head, he saw a stone step leading to the top on the side of the hillside, Xu Nanxing walked up with a somewhat lazy step and knocked on the outer courtyard door.

No one responded.

I knocked again, and the wooden courtyard door slowly opened a crack.

"Were you sent from Rinkai Station?" A cowardly voice came out, and when Xu Nanxing heard it, he looked through the crack in the door for a long time and was stunned but didn't find anyone.

"I'm here." The owner of the voice opened all the doors, Xu Nanxing lowered his head, and then realized that it was a Chinese pastoral dog who said this.

But it's not the dog demon that came to Linhai Station yesterday.

"Yes, I am." Xu Nanxing nodded, poked his head out to look at the courtyard, and asked, "Where was the dog demon yesterday?" ”

The Chinese pastoral dog turned his head in the direction of the house: "He's inside." ”

"Oh......" Xu Nanxing turned around and closed the courtyard door, and was about to walk into the house, when he saw a teenage boy walking out of it.

It was the dog demon who came to Linhai Station yesterday to ask for help, Xu Nanxing remembered that his name was He Lu, and when the owner of this family was still alive, he always called him by the nickname Liuliu, and he was also a yellow Chinese pastoral dog.

"Brother Nanxing, you're here." He Lu looked like he hadn't rested well, his eyes were a little swollen, and he was weak to speak.

Xu Nanxing looked around the courtyard and asked, "What happened?" ”

He Lu pointed to the room: "As long as it is night, the mahjong table in the hall will move by itself, even if Xiaoba and I unplug the electricity, it is useless, the two of us are not good enough to see those things, Brother Nanxing, you say, is it He Lao's soul back?" He loved to play mahjong when he was alive. ”

Speaking of Xiaoba, Xu Nanxing lowered his head and looked at the pastoral dog standing at his feet, presumably it was; And He Lao that He Lu said should be the dead owner of this house.

After quickly figuring out the general situation in this house, Xu Nanxing stepped straight into the threshold, and there was an automatic mahjong table in the center of the living room.

Xu Nanxing stepped forward and sniffed it, but he didn't smell the ghost gas, only the whole room had some unpleasant ghost smell.

He reached out and wiped his nose and looked around.

There is a sofa on the side of the wall, and the other wall opposite the sofa is full of miscellaneous items, and on the wall facing the gate is a portrait of Guanyin, and the incense on the incense platform below has been cut off.

Xu Nanxing walked around the mahjong table and asked, "Is this the table?" ”

He Lu nodded: "Yes." ”

At this time, Xiao Ba also ran in with short legs, and was clinging to He Lu's feet and looking at Xu Nanxing vigilantly, and he could see that he was a timid guy.

I couldn't see anything anymore, Xu Nanxing simply sat on the sofa.

"I can't see anything in the daytime, so let's talk about it at night." Xu Nanxing lifted Erlang's legs, clasped his hands to his chest and asked, "By the way, is there anything delicious here?" I'll go out to eat in the evening. ”

He Lu thought about it, and finally shook his head again: "Brother Nanxing, there are only small restaurants here, if you want to go to a better restaurant to eat, you can only go to the city center." ”

Think about it, what can a small village on the outskirts of the city have? It's nothing more than a farmhouse or a small restaurant.

But Xu Nanxing thought about it for a while, and felt that the food in the small place was not necessarily bad, so he got up and said goodbye, went out for a while, and waited until the evening to forage for food.

In this way, an afternoon passed, and it was already nine o'clock at night when Xu Nanxing returned to He Lao's residence again.

As soon as the wooden gate of the courtyard was opened, He Lu and Xiaoba, the two little guys, were sitting on the steps of the door, staring blankly at the sky.

Seeing Xu Nanxing coming back, he hurriedly got up to greet him.

"Brother Nanxing, can you start?" The first person to ask was He Lu, who was holding Xiaoba.

Xu Nanxing glanced at the living room and asked, "What time does this mahjong table start to move?" ”

"It's about ten o'clock."

Xu Nanxing shook his hand: "Then wait another hour." ”

was bored, and during the waiting time, Xu Nanxing, under the leadership of He Lu, walked around the house, the kitchen, bedroom, toilet and storage room full of miscellaneous items, but still found nothing.

So he sat so bored for nearly half an hour, seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, Xu Nanxing ran to the toilet.

The toilet in He's old house is not in the house, but a separate room is built on the edge of the yard.

When Xu Nanxing came back whistling, he suddenly found that the lights in the living room had gone out for some time, and the courtyard, which was originally a little bright, was instantly dark.

I could vaguely see that He Lu was standing on the side of the door with Xiao Ba in a trembling place, secretly looking into the living room.

Xu Nanxing was about to go over and take a look, but he didn't expect to take a few steps out, and the sound of the automatic mahjong table operating came from the hall.

The mahjong table seems to be some years old, and the sound of internal shuffling and sorting is annoying, and from time to time there will be a screeching sound of "chirping-".

Xu Nanxing picked his ears impatiently, stepped forward as quickly as he could, and patted He Lu's shoulder, which made He Lu tremble.

He didn't speak, but pointed inside, made a silent motion, and motioned for Xu Nanxing to take a look.

Xu Nanxing was helpless, the two monsters would be afraid of this, so he walked a few steps to the side, leaned to the window and looked in.

In the dark space, an automatic mahjong table shook slightly, and after a short period of operation, it stopped.

There were four stools on the side, and suddenly, a figure flashed, Xu Nanxing hurriedly moved his gaze to the position where the figure appeared, and when he put his eyes back on the mahjong table again, there was already a thin old man sitting on the edge of the table.

He had gray hair, his whole back was slumped, and he leaned forward as if he was struggling.

Xu Nanxing looked at the reactions of He Lu and Xiaoba on the side, and guessed that the old man was He Lao, presumably, the relationship between the three of them was very good.

But since He Lao has passed away, what will he do when he comes back to rub mahjong this big night?

Xu Nanxing was puzzled and looked in the direction of the mahjong table in the room again.

Unexpectedly, at this glance, He Lao at the table suddenly turned his body around and beckoned to them......