"Ahh Yes! ......”

Bai Xiaochuan woke up from the nightmare, but when he opened his eyes at this time, he was already in his rental room.

Bai Xiaochuan was frightened into a cold sweat, but he didn't remember what happened last night.

"Am I dreaming?"

Bai Xiaochuan thought that he was dreaming, but he remembered everything before entering the tomb of Sun Wukong.

Indeed, because he didn't have the money to pay the rent, he took the risk of going to the live broadcast to catch ghosts. And to the tomb of the Monkey King.

He was bold enough to enter the tomb, but he stepped on the air, and he didn't know anything about the rest of the matter.

"Ugh! Ugh! ...... What does it taste like? .......”

Bai Xiaochuan smelled a smell of sour and hot beef noodles in vain. This taste is simply irresistible to a person who has been hungry all night.

He remembered that there was still a bag in the kitchen, which he had prepared to use to satisfy himself when he was most depressed and had no choice.

At this time, there was no doubt that this time had come, and he was hungry. He got out of a single bed covered with white sheets, and was momentarily stunned. He remembered how his sheets, which were supposed to be blue checkered, could have turned into white sheets.

Things are getting weirder and weirder, and Bai Xiaochuan flicked his nose, thanks to his big nerves. Otherwise, if you were an ordinary person, I am afraid that you would have been scared into a pig cry.

Imagine riding on a bus that had an accident just three days ago, and the driver was dead.

Then he lit three sticks of incense on the deserted grave and asked for directions, and a girl's voice answered in Bai Xiaochuan's ear.

In addition, now, the original plaid bed sheet has become pure white.

Can all of this be explained by common sense?

"By the way, where's my phone?"

Bai Xiaochuan rummaged left and right, and there was no whereabouts of his mobile phone, and he said in his heart: This is a big loss, the live broadcast ghost was not caught, and the mobile phone was lost again, it was really unlucky to go home.

"Drop! Drip! ......”

In vain, the sound of Bai Xiaochuan's mobile phone sounded in the kitchen. Bai Xiaochuan suddenly became energetic.

The phone was not lost, although I don't know how it got to the kitchen, but this is undoubtedly good news.

As soon as he lifted his legs, Bai Xiaochuan rushed into the kitchen without even wearing shoes.

His phone sat on the stove, and his blue plaid sheets floated aside.

There was also the sound of sucking and sucking behind the sheets, and some people were actually eating noodles and wrapped in their own sheets.

He was alone in the house, and he didn't share a room with anyone else, so if another person came out at this time, it must be a thief!

The more Bai Xiaochuan thought about it, the more angry he became, and said in his heart: You stole me? You're so inhumane, I'm poor, all I have left is that phone and a bag of instant noodles.

Bai Xiaochuan thought of his instant noodles, opened the cabinet and looked, sure enough, the instant noodles were gone.

"My temper tantrum?"

Bai Xiaochuan was furious, and said in his heart: I'm all grass, Lao Tzu's last bag of instant noodles was stolen and eaten by you, I can't take care of myself if I don't beat you today, I'm sorry for you?

Thinking of this, Bai Xiaochuan copied the rolling pin on the side, and went to the floating sheets, thinking, don't care if you are a human or a ghost, today's matter will definitely not be over.

Bai Xiaochuan picked up the stick and was about to hit it, but he didn't want to at this time, the blue lattice sheet did not float in vain, and fell from the air.

A man was exposed inside. With long black hair, lotus root-like skin, she is dressed in a snowflake-colored princess dress and a pair of beautiful red leather shoes.

Little Feet, standing on a stool, was eating instant noodles, heard a voice behind him, timidly turned around, stared at a pair of big eyes like grapes, and looked at Bai Xiaochuan.

"Brother, I'm hungry! .......”

Xiao Lori spoke, and Bai Xiaochuan lost his temper in an instant. A seven- or eight-year-old Zhengtai Lori opens her mouth and says to you: Brother, I'm hungry, what should you do? For her, of course! ......

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