Out of the hotel, Zhang Fan took Feng Hui and stopped a taxi on the street, and prepared to rush to the place sent by Jia Bao to meet them.

But after inadvertently glancing at it, Zhang Fan found that Feng Hui was dressed in a red robe, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

In this case, it is obviously inappropriate, he does not want to put himself on the cusp of the storm at the moment, and if he attracts their attention, it may also cause unnecessary safety risks to himself.

Until now, Zhang Fan still vaguely remembers that in Wang Fugui's luxurious villa, the mysterious young man came to the door to take away his red-clothed ghost, although the other party failed in the end, but this also sounded the alarm for Zhang Fan and them.

"Xiao Fanfan, do you have flowers on my face? Always staring at people like this! Feng Hui's face was slightly red, and she glanced at Zhang Fan shyly.

Zhang Fan: "......" Not to mention, Feng Hui is such a terrifying red-clothed ghost, there is not the slightest supernatural fluctuation coming out of her body, and she looks at her situation as if she is a living person, if she doesn't say that she is a ghost, I'm afraid no one will be able to see the clue.

"You're good-looking!" Zhang Fan shook his head, retracted his gaze, and said perfunctorily.

"Hee-hee! I hate it, you can see it!! Feng Hui blushed and said coquettishly. Zhang Fan saw Feng Hui being coquettish, as an old straight man, he had goosebumps.

"Actually, I mainly want to say that this time I went to meet the survivors selected by the Hell Labyrinth, and if you wore red, you might scare them to death on the spot!" Zhang Fan sighed and shook his head bitterly.

"Don't you like me wearing this red dress?"

"It's very simple, I'll change it now!" Feng Hui looked at the red robe on her body and chuckled. As soon as the words were finished, Feng Hui's figure suddenly disappeared.

It took less than a minute for her to reappear. After Feng Hui appeared, the long red skirt on her body changed her style and turned into a comfortable black down jacket, in addition to wearing a yellow peaked cap on her head.

At this time, Feng Hui looked like a lively and cheerful girl who was traveling abroad. Since there is no half of red on her body, as long as Feng Hui herself opens her mouth to admit that she is a red-clothed ghost, I am afraid that even the most senior survivor will subconsciously think that she is a living person when she sees her current appearance.

"How? Is that okay now? Feng Hui spun around in front of Zhang Fan, with a sunny smile on her face.

"I used to sneak out with Feng Lu to play, and that's what I was wearing!" Feng Hui grinned.

"Yes! Pretty good!! After looking at it for a moment, Zhang Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and gave a thumbs up, indicating that it was very good.

Not to mention, Feng Hui is really good-looking when she dresses up like this, she is no different from ordinary people, and she can't tell that she is a terrifying red-clothed ghost at all.

And after getting along with Feng Hui, Zhang Fan also found that the red-clothed ghosts seemed to be free of any restrictions, they could come to the world like normal people, and they were not even afraid of the sun, nor did they have that cold feeling.

Maybe it's also possible that Feng Hui didn't release the supernatural spirit that belonged to the red-clothed ghost.

"Alright, let's go!" After a while, Zhang Fan pulled Feng Hui into a taxi. The driver of the taxi was a middle-aged uncle, and after he saw Zhang Fan and the others through the rearview mirror, his eyes showed a touch of amazement, and then he couldn't help but say: "Young man, you are quite capable, the girlfriend you are looking for is so beautiful!" Hearing the taxi driver's words, Zhang Fan looked stunned, looked at Feng Hui sharply, and asked in a low voice, "..... Can I see you?!! ”

"Of course, they can see me if I want to! No one can see me if I don't want to! Since it is to cultivate feelings, then let everyone see it in a bright light!! You said yes, little Fanfan!! Feng Hui covered her mouth and chuckled, looking proud, and hugged Zhang Fan's arm harder and harder.

Zhang Fan: "....."

"Ahem!!" Zhang Fan, who reacted, choked half to death and coughed incessantly. I told the driver the destination, and the driver kicked off with one foot on the accelerator.

...... Half an hour later, the taxi stopped at a remote paper shop. This was the meeting point that Jia Bao told him.

This paper shop, called Bai's paper shop, is located in a very remote location, there are few pedestrians around, and there is no place for this paper shop on the network map.

Looking at the paper shop built with red tiles and blue walls, Zhang Fan's skin felt a biting chill.

"There's something evil here!" Zhang Fan muttered in a low voice, his brows furrowed abruptly. He felt that there must be a terrible ghost in this paper shop.

Sure enough, it was unusual to be chosen by Jia Bao and these survivors as the meeting place.

"Oh, it's here!" Just as Zhang Fan's thoughts turned, Feng Hui on the side laughed disdainfully.

"You know here?" When Zhang Fan heard this, he hurriedly looked at Feng Hui and asked.

"Yes, this owner is very timid, I came here before to buy some items, and he made them! But every time I came, he didn't dare to show his face, so he could only hide in a coffin and talk! Feng Hui seemed to have thought of something funny, and explained with a smile.

"Oh! It turned out to be like this....." Hearing this, Zhang Fan suddenly realized, but a strange meaning appeared on his face.

Joke, it's really strange to see you red-clothed ghost, if you weren't afraid. If the owner of the paper shop doesn't hide, won't you be scared to death?

"Xiao Fanfan, what do you think about again?" Seeing Zhang Fan's stunned eyes, Feng Hui asked curiously.

"Ahem, it's nothing, let's go in quickly!!" Zhang Fan waved his hand with an embarrassed expression, and hurriedly walked into the Bai's paper shop.

The door of the paper shop was unlocked, and it opened as soon as it was pushed. Zhang Fan walked into the courtyard and found that it was full of oil painting papers.

There are a variety of styles of these oil painting paper ties. There are paper boys, paper cranes, paper horses, paper benches, paper cars, paper villas...... Walking through the courtyard, Zhang Fan saw a balding white-bearded old man, lying on the Taishi chair, with his legs crossed, holding a teapot in his left hand, drinking tea mouth-to-mouth.

Seeing Zhang Fan coming, the white-bearded old man looked surprised, put down the teapot, and said in a low voice: "It's rest time, don't pick up guests!" Please come back!! As soon as they met, Zhang Fan frowned: "Presumably you are the owner of this Bai's paper shop!" We came over this time, and we were invited by a friend!! ”

"I don't care who invited you, now I'm not here to pick up guests, please go out immediately!!" The white-bearded old man shouted in a low voice with a displeased face.