Chapter 331: Where did the fox come from?
The green ghost looked at the two of them rather blankly: "What dumb riddle are you guys playing?" ”
Blazing Fish smiled: "That village is called Xingyun Village, and now it is a small town. It's called ......"
"Yunluo Town." The corners of Wen Ming's mouth raised slightly.
Blazing Fish smiled and nodded.
"What? That's it? The green ghost scratched his head.
"Well, it's not too early. That's all for today. Wen Ling owed and stood up: "I'll come to you another day." ”
"Okay." The blazing fish answered, and got up to see him off.
"Don't send it, you old cold legs, you better rest by yourself." Wen Ling smiled.
Having said that, Blazing Fish didn't insist anymore.
"Oh, yes." Wen Ling turned around when he walked to the door.
"What else do you want?" The green ghost looked at the warm and charming purple hair, and he was not angry, and muttered in a low voice: "The demon is more charming than my demon clan." ”
"Hey, kitten, why do you speak ill of people in front of them?" Wen Ling looked at the green ghost with empty eyes, and the amorous eyes made the green ghost's back chill for a while, and he stammered unconsciously: "You, you, what are you looking at?" ”
Wen Ling twisted her chin with a smile, and her tone began to be flirtatious again: "You little kitten, you look really handsome if you look closely." ”
As soon as Blazing Fish thought of Wen Ling's usual dead demon virtue, he really couldn't stand it: "Stop, stop, if you have something to say, say it quickly." ”
"Nothing. I've just been idle lately. I'll see you tomorrow night. Wen Ling smiled at the blazing fish, leaned closer and whispered, "Listen to the story." ”
Blazing Fish rolled his eyes.
When Wen Ling left, the green ghost hugged his arms and screamed: "Babble!" Finally gone! I'm getting goosebumps! ”
The blazing fish "fluttered" and laughed out loud.
"Sister Yu, where did you provoke the fox? looks like a tall man, and as soon as he opens his mouth, he ......" The green ghost smacked his lips, and he couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while.
Wen Ling left the Yujia Inn, and it was already late at night.
There weren't many lights on the streets, and for him, night was like day. Wen Ling sighed lightly as she walked: "I won't stop recovering from an injury." What else do you receive? ”
He walked along the town's path, which was left with some wet dirt, the footprints of which were clearly visible to his eyes.
"Yunluo Town, Xingyun Village, heh, there is nothing good every time you come here." Wen Miao muttered to herself.
The footprints made their way out of the town, through the groves, around the mountain trails, and finally stopped in front of a lake.
Wen Ling looked left and right, and there was no way out. The line of wet muddy footprints walked straight into the lake, just as the owner of the footprints walked directly into the lake.
Wen Ling leaned down to inspect it, and there were indeed no other footprints, and he thought it was a little funny: "Is this a fish?" Went to the lake? ”
He stood up, and the moonlight was like water, reflecting on the quiet surface of the lake, without any waves.
"A person from a hundred years ago, whose appearance has not changed, suddenly appeared in the Yujia Inn and said that he had a commission. Oh, it's interesting to think about. Wen Ling hugged his arms and thought: "He doesn't have a demonic aura on his body, and he doesn't have any other breath, he does look like a good person......"
Under the moonlight, Wen stood on the shore of the lake, her shadow slender and slender on the mud, and her figure looked like a person she knew very well.
Behind him, the evening followed in the distance, his pale face eyes half-squinted, and he looked suspiciously at the people by the lake.