By the time Lin Qianmo walked to the People's Park, it was already 10:50.

The sky was dark and deep, the silver moon hung high, and the stars were dotted.

At this time, the People's Park was quiet, and there were almost no voices except for the staff.

Lin Qianmo walked into the park through the gate.

The lights on the boulevard were sparse and dim, and the figure was long and blurred, and he walked alone on the silent road, the sound of footsteps and insects chirping one after another.

Lin Qianmo locked the True Yang Qi flowing in his body, trying his best to look like an ordinary person.

He opened his yin and yang eyes in advance, and according to the memory of the day, he walked step by step to the place where the king of authority hit the ghost yesterday.

The crooked-necked tree stood on the side of the road with its teeth and claws, and under the illumination of the lights, it seemed to exude a bewitching atmosphere.

"There is still no yin qi." Lin Qianmo said secretly in his heart, "Isn't he coming out today?" Well, maybe it's not time, just wait and see. ”

Then, he sat on a wooden bench next to him and pulled out his phone to read the news.

Just now on the boulevard, the phone vibrate.

Lin Qianmo clicked on the news and saw that it was a message from Chen Yang Shuhui.

"Don't forget the promise for tomorrow morning."

The corners of Lin Qianmo's mouth hooked up a smile, and he typed quickly: "If I promised the class leader, how could I forget?" ”

"That's pretty much it." Chen Yang Shuhui quickly replied to the message, and posted another cute pig sticking out his tongue expression.

Lin Qianmo replied with a smiling expression, and then asked, "Class Master, what time is it tomorrow morning?" Where do you meet?"

"They said we would meet at Lishui Lake at nine o'clock, and we would meet at Xinhua Street at eight o'clock. Have breakfast and buy a sunhat by the way. ”

"Cheng, then breakfast and this sunhat are mine."

"Why? You just have the final say! Chen Yang Shuhui rolled her eyes.

"Brother Ping is a rich man now." Lin Qianmo replied to the pattern of the Minion smoking in sunglasses.

"Society, society."

Lin Qianmo smiled, and when he was about to reply again, he suddenly felt the temperature behind him inexplicably cold, and the hairs on his neck suddenly stood upside down, and even the True Yang Qi locked in his body became restless.

This is the practitioner's stress response to yin qi.

"Coming?"

Lin Qianmo quickly replied: "If you have something to deal with, let's talk later." ”

Then, as soon as he put away his mobile phone, he heard a child's immature voice: "Maomao, Maomao, where are you?" ”

Lin Qianmo looked at the source of the sound and saw a child more than half a meter tall standing under the crooked neck tree.

Under Yin and Yang, the half-meter-tall child was flowing with black qi all over his body, and yin qi and resentment were surging in a small area around him.

"It's completely black!"

Lin Qianmo's heart was shocked.

This is the second dark shadow-level ghost he has encountered!

Originally, according to Wang's authoritative description, the little ghost wanted to take him into the barren mountains of the remote garden, and obviously wanted to use the barren mountains to infringe on him.

Yes, Lin Qianmo didn't think much about it, thinking that it was a little ghost that could be easily removed.

But now this little ghost turned out to be a black shadow-level ghost!

You must know that a ghost at the level of a black shadow can deal with an ordinary person like Wang Quanquan, just like an ordinary person stepping on an ant to death, even if Wang Quanquan's two guardian spirit ancestors appear, they may not be able to protect him!

But such a ghost thing turned out to be just leading the king's authority to the barren mountains in the remote garden.

Could it be that there is some great mystery hidden in the barren mountain?

For a while, Lin Qianmo's thoughts were like a tide.

"Brother, brother." The black shadow imp looked at Lin Qianmo and called twice.

"Why don't I go and have a look first."

The artist was bold, Lin Qianmo had a plan in his heart, so he pretended not to know anything, walked over, and said with a smile: "Little friend, it's so late, why are you here alone?" ”

The black shadow imp looked at Lin Qianmo, and his voice was pitiful: "Brother, brother, my Maomao is lost, can you help me find Maomao?" ”

Lin Qianmo cooperated and asked, "Maomao?" Who is Maomao? And children, what's your name? ”

"My name is An An, Maomao is a dog in my family, very cute." The Shadow Ghost said.

"But it's so late now, how about my brother send you home first? Will you look for it tomorrow? ”

"No, don't, brother, I'm going to look for Maomao." An An's tone was anxious.

Lin Qianmo squatted down and was about to pull An'an's hand.

An An avoided him very mysteriously: "Brother, can you help me find Maomao?" ”

"It's not easy!"

Lin Qianmo maintained the smile on his face: "Okay! Good! Whoever calls An An so cute, my brother will accompany you to find Maomao. ”

An An also showed a sweet smile on his face, but under Lin Qianmo's yin and yang eyes, that smile was clearly a kind of hideous after the purpose was successful!

"Brother, come with me."

Lin Qianmo nodded, and followed behind An An quietly, but he was thinking about the problem in his heart.

"Why does he take so much time and effort to trick people into the back mountains? The ability of the black shadow is powerful, and it can completely use the means of covering the eyes of ghosts to drive the king's authority to the back mountain. ”

"And he seems to be trying his best to shrink the power and aura that belongs to the black shadow, what is this for? Could it be that he was afraid that he would expose something? ”

"Even if the security guard of the park found out about him and Wang Quanquan, why didn't he do it, and directly used means to bring the security guard and Wang Quanquan to the barren mountain of the remote garden, and the matter would be solved?"

The more he thought about it, the more Lin Qianmo felt that the things behind the scenes were not simple.

An An took Lin Qianmo step by step to approach the barren mountain in the remote garden.

They walked through the gravel path, the distance of the street lamp became farther and farther, Lin Qianmo followed behind without making a sound, but pretended to turn on the flashlight of the mobile phone.

The distance between the barren mountains in the remote garden is getting closer and closer.

Finally, An An took Lin Qianmo to finish the section of the road where the weeds were overgrown.

They came to the gate of the side garden.

The gate of the partial garden is the old iron gate, and the light shines on it, and you can see that most of the iron gate is rusty.

The fence has long been decayed and dilapidated, and it is crawling with wild grass a few feet high, giving people a desolate and gloomy feeling.

Such an abandoned place, no one walks all year round, and it is a barren mountain, which can gather snakes, insects, rats and ants, and the most can accumulate yin qi.

There is also a sign on the wall of the gate: No entry.

Standing in front of the gate of the partial garden, Lin Qianmo suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, which seemed to be a warning from the cultivator's spiritual sense.

"Brother, my Maomao is left here, shall we go in?" An An turned his head to look at Lin Qianmo.

"yes, okay."

Lin Qianmo nodded.

An An continued to walk in front and walked in through the broken fence on the side.

Lin Qianmo followed behind, and as soon as he stepped into the garden with half a foot, a feeling of palpitations suddenly hit!