"Squeak-"

Beijing

Chaoyang District

In a courtyard at the site of a demolition ruin, the wall is full of countless words for "demolition", and the ground is full of destroyed stones, wooden strips, and sundries, and there is no place to stay.

It was not yet dawn, and it was the coldest time of the day, and I could only hear the courtyard door slowly being opened......

"Knock-knock-knock-"

The sound of heavy footsteps came slowly, and after a long time, it stopped in front of the lonely house.

"Don't leave in 10 days - dead ——!"

A few bright red blood words were spraying in the middle of the door.

"Boom—"

The door slammed open, a hand was placed on the frame, and a dark figure entered.

Just as he was about to turn around and close the door, he felt a bright shadow at the foot of the house—

"Suzu—"

Shadows flickered, accompanied by a cacophony of sounds. The black shadow was not moved in the slightest, but walked forward unhurriedly.

"Hey......?"

“……”

It turned out to be a phone, and the black shadow took it and clicked on it, but no one answered on the other side.

"Lan ......?"

The dark shadow asked tentatively and cautiously.

"Xiao Li——!"

There was a sudden angry shout on the other end of the phone, and the frightened black shadow took the phone away and rubbed his ears. After waiting for a while, I saw that there was no movement over there, so I cautiously approached it......

"Lan ......"

“……”

The black shadow known as "Xiaoli" hurriedly put the phone in the distance and called softly, obviously very afraid of the other party.

"I ...... It's home......"

Seeing that the other party stopped talking again, Xiao Li approached the mobile phone and said something carefully.

"You're still alive? Thank you——! ”

The phone rang again suddenly, and there was no doubt that the "Lan" in Xiao's mouth was gone.

"Huh...... Scold...... Uh-huh......"

Xiaoli didn't dare to talk nonsense, and waited for the other party to ask something again.

"How many calls I made! See for yourself! ”

"Good...... Good ......" Xiaoli heard the instruction, hurriedly held his mobile phone to inquire, and suddenly realized: "Oh my God! So many misses! It shouldn't be! Xiao Li smiled and said, "I'm not ...... Didn't you find some clues......"

"Sophistry!"

How could "Lan" spare him? continued to ask rhetorically: "If you find a clue, you can't take your phone with you?" What if something happens?! It's too late to save you! ”

When Xiaoli heard this, "hehe" laughed twice and said, "Am I still afraid of death?" When I get to the ghost gate, let someone else fish me out. ”

"Say it again?!"

"Be careful next time!"

Xiaoli hurriedly changed his words, afraid that "Lan" was present, and he was really going to stand up and salute the military salute.

"That's pretty much ......"

The other party finally eased up, and Xiaoli finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Li...... How's it going over there? ”

"Lan" asked in a softened tone.

"Gas-Eater...... Wisdom opened. ”

Xiaoli also restrained his smile and said in a deep voice.

"What?!"

"Lan" seemed to be extremely surprised. "How can a little ghost open his mind?"

"Not only that, but the qi-eating ghosts I met have already integrated into the present world."

Xiaoli continued: "There were several murders in the east a while ago, and it happened that there was a Rakshasa woman who had a friendship here and revealed that she might have something to do with Tong'er, so I went over to see it. ”

Who knew that a cold "hum" on the other end of the phone said: "Rakshasa ghost? And friendship? I'm afraid there's nothing good about it, right? ”

"You're thinking too much...... What age is it, and who said that evil spirits do evil things? I want to ...... in the first place."

"Okay, okay......"

"Lan" was obviously afraid that Xiao Li would move away from the topic, so he hurriedly stopped: "Here in Shanghai, the situation is not very good, it is inconvenient for me now, you are fine, I will talk about it in detail when I go back." ”

"Good...... Thank you ......"

"Dut...... Honk...... Honk...... Toot ......"

Xiaoli wanted to say something, but the phone had already hung up.

"Ahh

Xiaoli stretched comfortably in the dark, and pulled the lamp rope with his hand - the fluorescent lights on the roof lit up with a "click".

The room is only about ten square meters, with wooden tables and chairs, cabinets and beds, and that's it. The only appliance is the electric fan in the corner, and nothing else.

"Bang-"

"Bell—"

Xiao Li seemed to be tied to something behind him, and now he was finally relaxed, and he threw it on the bed after untying it. Looking closely, it was three long swords of different materials. The former took off his shirt, and people couldn't help but be stunned, and the extremely muscular upper body was actually printed with countless black charcoal-like handprints.

There was a little chill in the room, so Xiao Li patted his hand around him, walked to the cabinet and opened the cabinet door. Who knew that the seemingly inconspicuous cabinet was divided into countless layers, and the middle partition was neatly hung with all kinds of clothes, shoes and socks, whether it was a student, a casual case, or a banquet dress, or even a military uniform, comparable to a star cabinet. Xiao Li bent down, took out a wooden square box from the bottom drawer, closed the cabinet door and sat cross-legged on the bed, and then gently put it down carefully, this box is nothing new, but a copper plum blossom buckle on the side is very delicate and conspicuous, "pop-" A plum blossom buckle was opened, and a white net cloth appeared from it.

Xiaoli carefully took the white cloth and glanced to the side......

With a "Zheng" sound, the longest of the three swords, and the metal sword that appeared in the day and night, came out of its sheath, and the sound did not disperse for a long time. Xiao Li approached the hilt of the sword and looked up, only to see that the shiny glow was shining with a crystal texture, and it was actually a sword with a silver body!

The white cloth is lightly covered, the silver sword has no blade, it is round and one, only the tip of the sword is hidden in the cold light, the white cloth is at the end, it turns lightly, and then it is held in the palm of the hand and unfolded, but it is not stained with any gray traces.

The silver sword was sheathed in an instant, and Xiao Li took another sword, this time the movement was much slower, and he didn't hear any metal sound, but there was a little more frustration, this sword body was decent, not as sharp as the tip of the silver sword, only because of its special texture - peachwood. After another wipe, the peachwood sword slowly sank into its sheath.

In the end, the sword was still on the side, if it was a sword, it would be more appropriate to call it a "knife", the wide sword body was wrapped in a mass of black cloth I don't know the depth, I saw Xiaoli put the two swords next to it, and no longer wiped the "wide sword", but carefully relaid the white cloth in the wooden box, closed the plum blossom buckle, and put it back in the cabinet.

The three swords were placed side by side, and Xiao Li pulled down the lamp rope, and the room returned to darkness. I don't know when the outside has been brightened, with this bright light, Xiaoli slowly came to the table, took out a box of matches from his arms, and gently pinched one.

"Boom...... Whoop ......"

The faint light of the fire stepped forward...... But it lit the half-broken lamp and candle on the table.

Xiaoli looked at the flickering candle flame for a long time, turned back to the bed and lay down, closed the dry eyes that had not rested for a long time, and when he was about to fall asleep, he showed a rare smile, and only heard a whisper in his mouth:

"Tong'er ......"