After the two of them finished eating and cleaned up, the tenants upstairs returned.

This is a young couple who both work in Suncheon City and only return to their rental house in the suburbs after work.

Both of them look very frugal, dressed simply, dressed ordinarily, but look a little tired and jerky, they should be young people who have just graduated from college and worked hard in society.

After seeing the new neighbors downstairs, both of them smiled at Yan Junze and Zhang Xiaomo, who were sitting in the outhouse, and neither of them spoke.

As soon as it got dark, Zhang Xiaomo closed the door.

Although the air in the suburbs is very good, it is absolutely forbidden to take a walk after a meal.

In the bedroom of the back room, Yan Junze pretended to review his homework, but he was actually absent-minded for a long time.

And Zhang Xiaomo put new sheets on the only bed and replaced two beddings.

Remove the cover of the old futon from the previous bed, replace it with a new futon cover, and then place the futon in the middle of the bed, stack it firmly and serve as a dividing line for two people to sleep.

Yan Junze also knew that Zhang Xiaomo had already said in advance last night that from tonight onwards, the two must sleep together.

She needs to protect Yan Junze as much as possible.

In fact, Yan Junze could have laid the floor, but the ground on this floor was very damp and could not be covered with bedding.

So the two reached a consensus on this matter and didn't say anything.

Zhang Xiaomo, who loves cleanliness, sprinkled some fresh perfume on the futon and in the room, which caused Yan Junze to sneeze several times.

Because he slept late the night before, Yan Junze went to bed early.

slept on the right side of the bed, while Zhang Xiaomo sat on the left side of the bed, leaning on the head of the bed, looking through her mobile phone.

At other times, Yan Junze may be infected by this ambiguous atmosphere, sleeping in the same bed with a beautiful young lady who has just met for a day, this kind of thing will be so excited that any teenager with an expansive puberty and hormones will be so excited that he can't sleep.

But at this time, he didn't have the heart to think about this.

It's just that I feel very safe in my heart, and the two of them didn't speak, maintaining a good tacit understanding.

During this period, you can still hear the footsteps of the little couple upstairs busy, but after a while, Yan Junze fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up, it was dawn.

On the first day, nothing happened.

The couple upstairs rushed to work in the city early, and there was no movement for a long time.

Zhang Xiaomo was cooking noodles in the outhouse, the aroma of boiled noodles penetrated Yan Junze's nostrils, he sat up, adjusted his mentality, and began to adjust his positive attitude in a nervous mood, ready to face the next few days.

But at the end of the day, it was still very normal.

There was nothing unusual in the rental house.

Yan Junze's main task is to review and watch the lecture video from Zhou Dali, Zhang Xiaomo is basically looking for something to do, and rarely interferes with him.

Yan Junze found it hard to believe that Zhang Xiaomo was not very old, but she was very skilled when she was doing housework, and she didn't look a little rusty.

In the words of a straight male cancer patient, the stir-fried dishes are full of the taste of mother.

Of course, if Zhang Xiaomo knew that Yan Junze thought so, he would definitely have a beautiful backhand knife and kill him.

At noon, the landlord Lin Dong came over to see if the two had just arrived and needed help with any difficulties, in order to show the enthusiasm he should show as a local.

After asking a few casual questions, Lin Dong went to Lao Li's house on the street to play chess.

Just like yesterday, shortly after dinner, the little couple upstairs returned together.

This time, the two seemed to feel that they were getting acquainted with Yan Junze, and the man with the Chinese character face spoke first: "It's been dinner so early, and we just went home." ”

Zhang Xiaomo didn't talk.

Yan Junze said: "It's still your hard work, running back and forth at two o'clock every day." ”

"No way." The man smiled, "To save money." ”

His petite girlfriend also smiled and said, "Let's go up and cook first." ”

The sound of footsteps going upstairs, opening and closing doors, and then the sound of changing shoes, is poorly insulated.

Yan Junze suspected that if these two people did something indescribable above, I am afraid that if they didn't pay attention to it, they would hear it clearly.

It's a little embarrassing to think about it.

I don't know if I did it last night, but I went to bed early anyway and didn't hear anything.

looked at the mobile phone control Zhang Xiaomo, as long as this woman was idle there, she would take out her mobile phone and keep brushing.

It seems that the young woman of literature and art who sits there quietly flipping through books when someone else has nothing to do at home has nothing to do with this woman.

Now Yan Junze was wondering if there was this three-star spirit slayer beside him, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to show up.

But this is not a good thing, Zhang Xiaomo has made it very clear, she only protects herself for seven days, if she dares to show up after seven days, then her goal will not be achieved.

It is best to use Zhang Xiaomo to destroy her hated mother-in-law during this period. This is the result that Yan Junze wants to see the most.

Lying on the bed, because there is a futon in the middle of the bed, unless Zhang Xiaomo over there sits up, Yan Junze can't see the other party.

Of course, he can see it now, because Zhang Xiaomo has been leaning on the bedside and swiping his mobile phone.

"How many evil spirits have you killed?" Yan Junze spoke.

Zhang Xiaomo, who looked down at her phone, had her shoulder-length short hair pulled down, covering half of her face, revealing fair skin on her cheeks, which looked very delicate from the side.

Still staring at her phone, she replied, "About eighteen or nineteen, I can't remember." ”

"Have you ever been in danger?" Yan Junze asked again.

Zhang Xiaomo suddenly turned off the mobile phone screen, turned her face sideways, looked at Yan Junze who was lying down, and said seriously: "Actually...... I don't know what security is at all. ”

"Got it." Yan Junze nodded and closed his eyes.

Just because Huang Chen once said that his mentor, a two-star soul killer, died at the hands of his mother-in-law, which shows that the danger factor of killing soul killers is actually extremely high, and almost all of them are on the verge of death.

It's late at night.

There are only a few streets at the foot of the rock, and in the middle of the night, only one main road is dimly lit with street lights. The rest of the streets were dark.

Lin Dong came back from Lao Li's house and walked on the empty side street, humming a song in his mouth, one foot deep and one foot shallow, walking staggeringly.

After playing chess, he and Lao Li had a few side dishes and drank a few glasses, and now the strength of the wine has not subsided, and it is still on the rise.

However, he knew the terrain with his eyes closed, and even if he was a little confused, he quickly walked to his door, took out the key and opened the door.

I fumbled for the light switch, and when I pressed it, I found that the light was not on.

Lin Dong scolded and pressed a few more times, but still didn't react.

So he took out the mobile phone in his pocket, he didn't know how to turn on the flashlight function, so he just lit up the mobile phone screen, and walked into the house with the faint screen light.

The door behind him closed slowly.

Groping his way through the living room to the TV cabinet, he burped, crouched down, then pulled open the drawer and rummaged through the candles.

Lin Dong has the impression that because there are power outages from time to time in places like Yanjiao, every house has a necessary candle for emergency.

He was sure that his memory would not be wrong, and the candle was in this drawer, but when he searched for it, it was empty.

Lin Dong stood up, and by the light of the mobile phone screen, he suddenly saw a short black figure standing in the corner of the TV cabinet, with his back to him, his shoulders shaking slightly.

Lin Dong was immediately stunned, and most of his drunkenness suddenly sobered up.

Because looking at this back, it looks really similar to his wife who died in his early years.

He raised his phone so that the screen could shine more clearly, and said tremblingly, "Xiao...... Pinkie? ”

Let's click, let's click, let's click......

What sound falls to the ground, keeps falling.

Lin Dong looked down and found that the feet of the person in front of him were constantly dripping...... Wax oil, white wax oil.

At this moment, he thought he knew where the candles went.

After hearing Lin Dong's voice, the man slowly turned his head.

What caught Lin Dong's eyes was a strange old woman's face, her mouth was stuffed with white candles, and in the process of chewing, the fine powder of candles and wax oil continued to flow down from the corners of her mouth.