"So, I still have work to do, why do I want to come out and play this with you?"

In the elevator, He Wen helplessly held the cat teasing stick, grabbing his hair and complaining.

"Meow."

Jiang Sheng stood beside him with his tail cocked, and his golden pupils seemed to have a little "disdain".

In fact, it also wants to lazily lie in the room and "erode" itself.

In the summer, who wants to chase a hairball around? If it weren't for He Wen, sitting in front of the computer, I wouldn't be able to write two sentences in half an hour. It feels like he's going to drive himself crazy if he continues like this. Jiang Sheng couldn't take the initiative to find him with a cat teasing stick.

I really don't know how someone like this became a writer.

Jiang Sheng felt that he even had reason to wonder if He Wen had any mental illness.

For example, the four pills he took every morning might have been a psychotropic drug.

Jiang Sheng obviously didn't know about He Wen's obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In its eyes, He Wen is a creator who is physically and mentally troubled by writing. Although he didn't know exactly what the source of his pain was, he at least knew a truth.

In other words, if there is no inspiration for creation, it is better not to create at all.

Take a break, don't you understand the combination of work and rest?

That's why it despises Howen. This guy in front of him doesn't know how to work around at all.

It's so upset that it's upset.

"It always feels like you're thinking about something very rude."

Noticing the black cat's unwelcome expression, He Wen sighed weakly.

"You know, now I'm playing with you, do you understand playing with you, can you give me a little gratitude?"

"Meow." The black cat barked and rolled its eyes.

"Hey, you guy, it's a little too uncute."

He Wen, who was so angry that he gasped, gritted his teeth and cursed viciously: "If you continue like this, no one will want to adopt you." ”

"Meow."

However, Jiang Sheng is afraid of this, of course he is not afraid.

So He Wen could only laugh dryly and lifted the cat teasing stick in his hand.

"You wait, I'll let you touch it later."

"Meow."

It's a pity that Jiang Sheng still didn't take him seriously.

Just kidding, cats react two to four times faster than humans.

I can't touch the ball, unless Jiang Sheng lets him.

……

"Click."

As the sound of a shot sounded, Kashiwagi stood at the bottom of an ordinary apartment building, taking photos of the building's appearance and street signs.

He followed the young man he met in the afternoon, and stopped all the way to this place.

I just had a meal at a restaurant down the street.

The owner's craftsmanship is good, but there are a lot of words.

After confirming that the apartment had no side door, and that the young man had never stepped out of it, Kashiwagi finally began to investigate the building.

It's not hard to find a place.

It's just that Feng Shui is not very good.

After briefly looking around, Kashiwagi silently commented on the surrounding environment.

It's eight o'clock in the evening and the apartment can't even see the moon in the backlight.

The yin qi is really heavy.

Feeling the cool breeze blowing from his side, Kashiwagi shivered slightly, even though it was summer at the moment.

Let's make sure where the other person is.

With that in mind, Kashiwagi took out a spiritual test paper from his pocket.

and folded them into the shape of a cylinder.

Through this cylinder, the spiritual vision of the psionic can be greatly improved.

The downside is that in the process of using this thing.

The psychic enters a state similar to an out-of-body state, completely devoid of physical sensation and unable to move, while also being undisturbed.

Otherwise, you will fall into a coma due to spiritual disorders.

At worst, I slept for a day or two, and at worst I never woke up again.

As a result, cypress wood rarely uses psionic paper tubes during the day or in public. After all, there is more than one way to detect psionic energy, and there is really no need to risk it yourself.

Even now, if it weren't for the sheer size of the building, and the fact that the surrounding area is deserted without pedestrians or noise.

Kashiwagi will never choose to put all his energy into inspiration. After all, it is a world that does not belong to human beings, and it is inevitable that you will not be able to extricate yourself from it if you get too deep.

However, one thing to say, the spiritual vision provided by the paper tube is indeed very powerful.

Although it looks like a "telescope" made by an elementary school student with a textbook.

But it's better than practicality, isn't it, and it's too rare to be able to see the spiritual ability of a spirit body with just the naked eye.

Even those who are in large institutions need to go through various advanced instruments to be able to barely do this.

A spiritual paper tube can be said to greatly lower the threshold for soul searching.

It's just that users have to take risks.

"Phew, I hope it's not too bad......"

Sighing and shaking his head, Kashiwagi narrowed one eye, and then looked at the various floors of the apartment through the paper tube.

Suddenly, a psionic reaction appeared in his field of vision, descending at an even rate.

Something came down, like it was in an elevator.

Because of the vision, it is possible to observe spirits through walls.

Therefore, through years of experience, Kashiwagi confirmed the current situation at the first time.

But how can there be two psionic fluctuations?

No, they're almost on the first floor, I'll have to hide.

Noticing that the two psionic energies were getting closer and closer to them.

Kashiwagi hurriedly withdrew from his psychic state, then turned and hid inside a public toilet.

Damn it.

Why are there two spirits staying together, and they both react strongly, they don't devour each other?

With a headache, he leaned his back against the corner of the wall and looked at the reflection in the mirror in front of the sink.

Luckily, the mirror was just right to reach the door of the apartment.

Kashiwagi forced the rhythm of his breathing, and then took out a test strip.

He folded it into a ring and put it on his thumb with his backhand.

Spirit Ring: It can cover all of a person's breath and is valid for about twenty minutes. The negative effect is that you can't move in stride for the duration.

No matter what, it's coming, you can't just go back. Reckless psionic people will be more likely to attract the attention of spirits than ordinary people.

However, at this moment, Kashiwagi is extremely sure that he is approaching a major vicious incident.

So he didn't want to stop there.

Let's hope my luck gets better.

Secretly making a decision, Kashiwagi stood in the corner of the bathroom and raised the spirit paper tube again.

And this time.

He also finally saw the "culprit" of everything, a black mist that was so thick that it was enough to make people feel cold all over his body.

Meanwhile.

He Wen and Jiang Sheng were standing by the gate of the apartment building, looking at each other on an empty and unmanned path.

"Are you ready?"

The young man looked at the black cat and asked with a sneer.

"Meow."

The black cat crawled and responded with a "low roar".

They didn't know that this joke had now been characterized as a vicious incident.