In the middle of the night, everything is silent. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info walked down the street alone, sometimes stopping to look at the various shops and houses on both sides and the lights in the distance and silent. From time to time, he crouched down and retched, and for a while he vomited something. He carried a wine bottle in his hand, and the wine bottle rubbed against the wall incessantly, making a "rustling" noise. Suddenly, the whole person collapsed to the ground with a flower under his feet, and the wine bottle also fell to the ground with a snap, countless glass shards scattered to the ground, and the wine slowly dipped through the glass shards. The man lay on the ground, gasping slowly for a while, as if trying to get up, but as soon as he propped up his upper body, he fell to the ground with a "pop", and his head seemed to hit the hard ground violently, making a loud "boom", startling several birds in the silent night. A figure not far away looked silently for a while, seemingly hesitating. After a while, he finally couldn't help but take a few tentative steps forward, and then took two steps back, as if he saw that the man was really asleep, so he had the courage to slowly approach the man. "Uh-huh......" The man suddenly rolled over, causing him to hurriedly retreat.

But the drunk man seemed to just roll over because he was uncomfortable. There was a slight snoring. After a few more minutes, it seemed that the figure had gone away.

The people on the ground were still asleep, and a crow jumped down from a branch and fluttered its wings and landed not far away. "Quack~" A few crows' cries sounded from the branches in the distance, as if calling the crow back. The crow on the ground tilted its head and looked curiously at the strange thing on the ground.

It turned back to its companion and barked twice, tilting its head and making a strange "cooing" sound. "Coo~Coo" A few more crows fluttered and landed on the ground.

It seemed that because of the companionship, the original crow flapped its wings a few times, and walked over thinking about the strange thing on the ground on its little short legs. The crow looked at the puddle on the ground that smelled strange, pecked a few times, and then shook its head again, and the thing didn't smell as good as it thought. After a while, it seemed to grow bold, and flew a few times above something before landing on top of it.

"Quack!quack!" Several figures suddenly appeared not far away, and several crows were so frightened that they hurriedly flipped their wings and flew back to the branches, for the ground is always more dangerous than the branches.

But they didn't fly far, and combed their feathers with their mouths while making strange "cooing" sounds. His eyes looked down with curiosity.

The moon behind the dark clouds also seemed to be very curious about the things on the ground, and it was rare to show its figure at this time, and the moonlight pouring down made the streets a lot brighter.

I don't know when I was drunk and the figure around the person surrounded the figure.

One of the figures reached out to the man with a long thing that he didn't know what it was, and the moonlight shone down on the long thing that looked like a walking stick, and the thing that seemed to be a "walking stick" stabbed the man on the ground.

The man muttered a few words of dissatisfaction, but did not wake up at all. The cane slammed into the man's head on the ground, making one wonder if the stick would poke a hole in the man's face.

But what is surprising is that the seemingly powerful poke turned into a crutch and lightly tapped the man's face, leaving not even a red mark.

The strange sound of "Boom" suddenly sounded in the figure of the person surrounding the ground. Several figures stretched out their hands together and grabbed at the man on the ground, but they didn't notice that the man's eyes on the ground were faintly exposed!

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!" the sound of something quickly piercing the air sounded, and a figure turned his head a little confused, and then the puzzled expression on his face became stunned.

He saw a long strip of foul-smelling object shoot at him, and then he felt a pain in his body, as if it had been torn apart, and at the same time screamed as bitterly as his voice.

At the same time, the man lying on the ground rolled violently, then stood up, looking at several figures with distorted expressions full of triumph.

"Zhou Guan, well done!" A rush of footsteps sounded in the distance, revealing several familiar figures.

Under the moonlight, the drunk man who was lying on the ground before showed his face, and it was Zhou Guan.

Looking at the ghosts of several old man-like people in front of him who were soaked in black dog blood with the superb mahogany sword piercing through his body, he showed a smug smile.

"I didn't expect it, you should have been very proud before, right? Even if you are as cunning as a fox and have been deceived by this young master!"

Several figures carrying peachwood swords went directly to the old "ghost" who was miserable by the peachwood sword. Several old ghosts wanted to rush towards Zhou Guan with hideous faces, but the rest of them didn't give them this opportunity.

"Whoosh-whoosh!" Several more piercing sounds sounded through the air, and several peachwood swords shot directly towards several ghosts with unrivaled momentum. Although several old "ghosts" tried to dodge, the pain in their bodies made them sluggish, only a rickety figure smashed open the peachwood sword with the cane in his hand, and the rest were unfortunately pierced by the second peachwood sword again. The peachwood sword that was knocked away by the crutches circled in the air and fell straight into Zhou Guan's hands.

"Thanks!"

Zhou Guan thanked Chen Tao not far away, and then ran towards several miserable-looking figures.

The latter waved his hand indifferently. "You have to hurry, don't be robbed again!" Seeing a few sturdy figures surrounding him, he thought eagerly......

That's right, this is another fishing law enforcement! Since the last time they regained their confidence in the Old Street, the lonely ghosts here have suffered. In the past month, they have been working day and night, insisting on carrying out the fishing formation, with the bait (Zhou Guan) in front and the hound (reincarnation) in the back, and the "hungry ghosts" who are "greedy" Zhou Guan.

But as a group of people "fish" here more, they are getting better and less sophisticated. Seeing that the task was about to be completed, those guys didn't take the bait, this and that? In the end, Zhou Guan couldn't just dress up as all kinds of pedestrians who didn't return at night, drunk people, etc., and they were good to attract them to take the bait.

At this point, I have to say that Zhou Guan's "charm" is too great, and almost all the ghosts want to hug him and eat him. Even the ghosts this time, Zhou Guan didn't know how many times he felt that these "old ghosts" were coveting him in the dark, but they didn't take the bait every time. Even the "old lady" on crutches has been "tailing" Zhou Guan since the first time......

Although Zhou Guan himself didn't know where to attract those ghosts, this didn't prevent him from using this to achieve his goals. If everything is going well, then the only thing that makes Zhou Guan feel unhappy is to rob the monster. Every time he gets up from the ground, the corner of the wall or something, the "fish" he attracts are targeted by those stealing cats (Yao Xue, Zhang Hu and others)!

The first few times Zhou Guan was embarrassed to rob them, but after a few times, a good-tempered person like Zhou Guan couldn't bear it. This also caused his ears to become very sensitive, and when he heard a sound like "whoosh!", he would subconsciously stand up, and his whole body muscles tensed, ready to run wildly at any time......