"Miyang, you go slowly." On the boulevard, Huang Ling looked at Mi Yang who was walking in front with some panting, and the steamed buns next to him also followed.

Mi Yang ignored Huang Ling's shouts and still maintained his original pace.

Just now, in the name of condolences, Mi Yang followed Huang Ling to her supervisor's house, but she didn't find any useful clues, so she ran in vain.

It seems that it is obviously impossible to find the ghost keeper as soon as possible, and the only thing he can do now is to wait, and when the other party shows his feet, he doesn't believe that the other party can hide all the time.

It was the end of August, and the breeze was blowing, and the leaves on the boulevard were rattling, which also brought a chill to pedestrians.

"It's you who hit me, lose money, otherwise you don't want to leave." An old lady sitting on the ground held the hand of a young man in a light blue shirt and shouted.

"I didn't hit you, obviously you leaned over by yourself." The young man seemed a little flustered, wanting to break free from the other party, obviously having some scruples and not daring to use force.

There are few people willing to go out in this kind of weather, so there are not many people on the boulevard.

However, not far from the expression, two men walked over together.

One of them, a shorter, bearded man, said in a friendly manner: "What's the matter, what's going on?" ”

"It seems that this young man bumped into the old lady." The man who followed the mustache said softly in an uncertain tone.

"I didn't, she leaned over by herself!" The young man immediately argued.

"It's obvious that you hit me, and I still don't admit it." The old lady bit to death because the young man hit her, and no matter what the young man said, he refused to let go.

Bazihu looked at the young man, then at the old lady, and then stepped forward to the young man and whispered: "Young man, I don't think you look like a bad person, you shouldn't deliberately bump into this old lady." ”

"I didn't hit her!" The young man looked a little embarrassed and immediately said loudly.

"Good, good! You didn't hit her, but it's not a way to go on like this, and you don't want to be watched! He said that he pointed to the sight of three or three not far away.

You can see that the young man is a little uncomfortable.

Seeing the young man's reaction, Bazihu continued: "I look at the old lady and just want some money, if you have it, give her some, and you can get out." ”

The young man was obviously a little shaken by the words of the bazihu.

"No, this is touching porcelain, I'm going to expose them!" Huang Ling, who was standing beside Mi Yang, said indignantly when she saw this scene.

"Huh~" Miyang wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Mi Yang shook his head helplessly, this guy walks slowly, and the speed of joining in the fun is very fast.

"Don't trust them, they're liars!" Just when the young man was about to dig into his pocket, Huang Ling walked over menacingly.

Seeing that the money was about to arrive, but halfway through the way, he made a trip to bite the gold, and the mustache suddenly became difficult to see, "Little girl, you can eat things indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!" ”

was stared at by the eight-character beard, Huang Ling was not afraid at all, and still said loudly: "Am I talking nonsense? Or I'll call the police right now, or take the old lady to the hospital. ”

As she spoke, Huang Ling took out her mobile phone, but was snatched by the tall man who was following the mustache before.

"What are you doing, give me back your phone!" Huang Ling pounced and tried to snatch the phone back, but was shaken by the other party and fell straight back.

Fortunately, a pair of hands held her in time, and Mi Yang glanced at Huang Ling with some disdain, "I don't have the ability to be a hero." ”

"It's not all your fault, who told you not to make a move!" Huang Ling stood firm and said stiffly.

Mi Yang didn't bother to argue with her, and turned his head to look at the tall man, "Bring your phone!" ”

The tall man looked at Mi Yang, who was only up to his shoulder, and laughed unscrupulously, "If you want a mobile phone, come and get it, as long as you can touch it, I will return it to you." ”

As he spoke, he held the phone in his hand and held it up.

Just as Huang Ling cares about her appearance, Mi Yang is also very concerned about her height, and the other party's behavior undoubtedly angered Mi Yang.

I saw Mi Yang take a leap forward, and came to the tall man, and then punched the other party in the stomach, and then took a step back.

The tall man immediately bent over and covered his stomach with his hands, his face turned red, the green tendons on his neck flare, and his mobile phone fell to the ground.

Huang Ling immediately trotted back to retrieve her phone.

Seeing Mi Yang do it before, Huang Ling always felt that Mi Yang was a little rough, but this time when she saw the tall man's painful appearance, she only felt happy and played well.

Looking at his companion who was punched by Mi Yang and kneeling on the ground with his stomach in his arms, his face full of pain, Bazihu immediately yelled: "Boy, you are looking for death!" ”

As a result, before he could take a step, he was kicked sideways by the young man standing next to him, and at this time, where did the young man still have the helpless appearance before, and his eyes looked indifferently at the old lady who was holding him, "Let go!" ”

The old lady was probably frightened by the young man's kick just now, and quickly let go of her hand.

Looking at the young man walking towards him, Mi Yang didn't say anything, but Huang Ling, who was beside him, muttered in a low voice, "Mi Yang is so powerful, he kicked that mustache away." ”

The young man has good facial features, a tall posture, and a handsome appearance, wearing a light blue shirt on the upper body and a pair of slacks with many pockets on the lower body.

The other party first hugged Mi Yang and the two of them, probably thinking that it was not appropriate, so he put it down again, and said with a smile: "My name is Lin Tianyi, thank you two for your help just now, otherwise I would have been deceived by them." ”

Mi Yang glanced at Lin Tianyi, who was more than half a head taller than him, and didn't want to speak.

Huang Ling answered with a smile on her face: "You're welcome, my name is Huang Ling, and his name is ......."

"Alright, let's go!" Mi Yang interrupted Huang Ling's words, then turned to leave.

"I'm sorry, he's this kind of stinky temper, then let's go first." Huang Ling explained with a smile, and then chased after Miyang.

"Hey, don't go so fast and wait for me!"

Lin Tianyi looked at the backs of Mi Yang and the others who left, and said softly: "I have written down this favor, and I will return it to you in the future." ”

I don't know why, he always feels that he will run into each other in the future.

As for the three people who secretly escaped behind him, he didn't pay attention to it and left directly.

"Miyang, why didn't you let me tell the other party your name just now, he doesn't look like a bad person!" After returning home, Huang Ling asked with some puzzlement.

Mi Yang didn't speak, but the steamed bun made a "snort", I don't know if it was an illusion, Huang Ling felt that the steamed bun seemed to be despising her.

Mi Yang sat on the sofa cross-legged, touching the hair on the back of the mantou's neck, "Mantou, you tell her why?" ”

Hearing Mi Yang's words, Huang Ling said in surprise: "Steamed buns can talk!" "Although it was said before that she wouldn't be surprised if Mantou could speak, but if this kind of thing happened, it would be strange not to be surprised.

The steamed bun rolled her eyes from Huang Ling, with a very humane expression, but she didn't speak.

Just looked at Huang Ling, as if to say, "I'm just a dog." ”

Although Huang Ling didn't understand the meaning of the steamed bun, judging from the expression of the steamed bun, she also knew that she was being played by Mi Yang again.

So he said angrily: "You are playing me again!" ”

"You're stupid, and you blame me." Mi Yang replied without raising his head.

Without waiting for Huang Ling to speak, Mi Yang continued: "Have you noticed the blue rope strap on Lin Tianyi's right wrist. ”

"See, what's wrong?" Huang Ling didn't understand what Mi Yang meant, what was wrong with the blue rope.

Wait, the blue rope, the ghost seemed to have mentioned the blue rope yesterday.

"You mean, Lin Tianyi is the person mentioned by the ghost yesterday."

Seeing that Huang Ling understood what she meant, Mi Yang nodded.

Mi Yang is not a person who likes to join in the fun, and the reason why he stands not far away to watch is mainly because of the blue rope belt in the other party's hand.

From yesterday's words of the wandering ghost, we can know that the other party is a young man, and there are not many young men who can wear blue rope belts, which only girls like.

He wasn't sure before, but when the other party made a move, he was eighty percent sure that Lin Tianyi was the one the wandering ghost said last night.

"What's the matter, judging from the ghost told the other party yesterday not to be evil, Lin Tianyi is not a bad person?" Huang Ling still didn't understand why Mi Yang didn't want the other party to know his name.

"Not much, I just don't want to get into trouble, especially now that you have more trouble!" Mi Yang looked at Huang Ling with a faint gaze.

Huang Ling was uncomfortable when she was watched, and she only laughed awkwardly.

A few days have passed in a blink of an eye, and the matter of raising ghosts has also been temporarily put aside by Mi Yang, and this matter is not in a hurry.

If he has a wide connection, he can also ask someone to check it, but Miyang is in this city, and there is only one connection, and that is Huang Ling.

As for Huang Ling's connections, it can only be described as hehe, when she encountered something before, no one chose to believe her words, which shows that Huang Ling's connections are not very good.

"Miyang, come and see, the webpage I helped you make is done!" Huang Ling happily ran towards Mi Yang with her notebook with pink wallpaper.

Two days ago, Huang Ling, who was idle and had nothing to do, suddenly mentioned that she wanted to make a webpage for him, specializing in receiving lists of various supernatural events.

On the second day of living here, Huang Ling connected to the Internet.

At first, Mi Yang refused, but when Huang Ling turned out the popularity of other supernatural pages on the Internet, there were also some masters who were "unintentionally" exposed to the income.

Mi Yang was not calm at once, and immediately made a decision to let Huang Ling do it, and when Mi Yang decided to find a place to stay, he decided not to do business at the school gate.

That's why I went to post flyers, but after so long, only Huang Ling, a customer, came to the door, and the efficiency was terrible.

Why is he so busy here, those guys on the Internet can't finish the list, and the fee is a lot higher than him.

The name of the webpage made by Huang Ling is called - Yangtou Ling Pavilion, it was originally called Yangtou Pavilion, Huang Ling appealed for this, but the appeal failed, Mi Yang and Mantou always thought that this name was good, Huang Ling had to accept her fate, but later added her name when she registered, so it became like this.

The whole homepage is dominated by bright colors.,I don't know if I think I'm in the wrong place.,Where there's a little bit of a terrifying atmosphere.。

Huang Ling means that this is done to relieve the pressure of customers, most of the people who encounter strange things are scared, and they will definitely feel more uncomfortable when they see those terrible things, so they choose bright colors to dress up the homepage.

There are some supernatural events that Mi Yang has solved before, there are no pictures and pure text, Huang Ling originally wanted to find some pictures from the Internet, but Mi Yang refused, saying, to seek truth from facts, there is no or not.

Huang Ling didn't have a picture.