White moonlight, she has always been able to die (17)

Zuo Qi was about to go to the window to take a look, when there was a knock at the door.

A figure stood faintly outside the door, knocked three times rhythmically, and then disappeared.

When Zuo Qi opened the door, there was an invitation lying quietly on the ground at the door.

She looked to the side, and there was an invitation at the door of all the rooms on the entire floor, and the person who knocked on the door was gone.

Zuo Qi looked down at the invitation with a blank face, then looked away, turned around and closed the door with a "bang".

The strength is as great as the wind outside.

Shen Meng and Meng Li glanced at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Meng Li: Did you mess with her?

Shen Meng: What kind of fart are you fartting?

Shen Meng thought about it, tiptoed to the door, opened the door, poked his head out and glanced at it first, and unexpectedly saw that Tang Boming was also holding the invitation.

Tang Boming held the invitation with two fingers, seemed to be in a good mood, and greeted her: "Good afternoon." ”

Shen Meng: "......"

Not good at all, thanks.

She hesitated, then finally brought in the invitation at the door.

The invitation was written with a brush, but the only difference was that the name of the newlyweds was not on it.

As for the address, it is the penultimate house in the village of Hosong Village.

The time is 6 p.m., and all guests are expected to be on time.

[Failure to make the appointment, the owner will be angry.] ]

There was a hanging pin in every room of the inn, and it was now forty-fifty. The long needles were still ticking, as if urging them to hurry up.

When it was quiet on Zuoqi's side, there was a knock on the door again, and this time there were several figures standing outside.

"Are you alright?" Tang Boming's voice came.

Shen Meng glanced at Zuo Qi's face, and raised his voice outside: "The door is not locked, you can come in directly." ”

Hearing the sound, Tang Boming came in first, still holding the invitation in his hand, Zuo Yulan and Guan Ruizhang followed, and Chi Zhao was the last.

Zuo Yulan looked Chi Zhao up and down, and finally asked, "Where is the invitation at your door?" ”

Chi Zhao lifted his thin eyelids, his cold white skin became more and more cold under the light, and the emotions in his eyes couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or arrogance.

"Thrown." Chi Zhao's tone seemed to be talking about an inconsequential trivial matter.

Zuo Yulan: "......"

The cow is still your cow, the little white face who doesn't want to die.

Although this invitation is not a must-have for a meal, who would dare to throw things away casually in this damn place?

Chi Zhao was so disgusted with this thing that he couldn't see it out of sight and was quiet.

“…… Where did you throw it? Tang Boming felt that he could still save it.

"It's burning, and the ashes are blowing out the window." Chi Zhao glanced at him, "You're going to pick it up for me?" ”

Tang Boming: "......"

There is no room for rescue, he deserves to die.

"Let's go, it's too late if you don't leave." Guan Ruizhang, who has been silent and transparent, urged.

After being reminded of this, the group decided to talk as they walked.

"By the way, did you hear anything else while you were resting?" Tang Boming didn't know what to think of, and suddenly asked.

Zuo Qi: "You mean the ghost screams?" ”

Tang Boming: "???! ”

"And the ghost screams?!" Tang Boming was shocked and secretly vigilant in his heart.

He slept so dead that he didn't even hear the ghost scream!

Zuoqi: "......"

And such a stupid male protagonist?

"What the hell are you doing with your brain? It's not tofu, right? You believe whatever you say. Shen Meng was surprised.