Yaocheng is a small place, and everything is quiet at night.

If something like this happened halfway, I definitely couldn't continue to rush the night.

Su Ran and the others found a small shop to rest for the time being, she was old and felt young. But this tossed all the way, but it was a little tired.

Yan Niang was no better, and the two of them went into the house to wash up and go to sleep.

Only Qiu San was so angry that he couldn't fall asleep back and forth, "How could I make a move against my seniors?"

I finally stayed up until midnight and was about to go to sleep, and I vaguely felt someone sitting on the edge of my bed sighing, one after another.

"It's really damn damn! I don't rest, are you angry?" Qiu San was a little angry, and smashed it aside with a pillow, "Get out!"

With a clang, the teacup fell to the ground.

The crisp voice suddenly made his whole person sober up, and the peace charm he was wearing didn't know when it fell.

Even the rope chain was burned.

Qiu San bent down and picked it up.

Looking behind the curtains, "Who's there?"

No one answered.

In the end, he was young and bold, walked straight over, stretched out his hand and pulled the curtain, but no one was there.

It's fucking evil.

Could it be that today is really like what the predecessors and Yan Niang said?

He's blinded by that thing?

There are also some sequelae on this big night?

Who knew that as soon as he turned around, he saw a dark figure standing behind him, "Are you looking for me?"

Listening to the voice is a middle-aged man.

Qiu San raised his eyebrows slightly, although Su Ran and Yan Niang were next door, he still didn't want to disturb their rest at will.

I'm thinking about how to deal with this.

I heard the other party's voice say calmly, "Do you want to have a drink? It's late at night, we can just chat while drinking..."

Your sister's!

Qiu Sanyi's round eyes turned, and he secretly said that you are a ghost who came to my dignified Heavenly Master's room to chat.

Are you mistaken?

However, he is only a Taoist level, and he is not as good as Su Ran's cultivation.

The two sides were at a stalemate for a long time.

Qiu San suddenly smiled, "It's okay to chat, forget about the wine!

"Not really!" replied the ghost, "I just can't think of it, I want to talk to someone." Why is it so hard. Those people were either so timid and frightened that they peed their pants, or they just fainted. It's too timid. As the saying goes, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. It's really a world wind day by day, the world wind is going down!"

Qiu San raised his eyebrows, "You are literate, but aren't you afraid that I will accept you?"

The ghost on the other side said again, "It's okay to accept it, I've been impatient to wait for a long time." Pity... I'm afraid you can't do it yet. ”

is so honest that Qiu San is angry and hateful.

When will it be a ghost's turn to point fingers at him?

It would be nice if Senior Su was here.

Unable to beat the other party at the moment, he simply pulled a chair and leaned back, "What are you talking about?

As he spoke, he saw that the black shadow was also sitting nearby, and there seemed to be a light point of light flickering on the cigarette butt, "I have been wronged, even if I have been rehabilitated." But those people didn't believe me at all, except for Dazuo, no one believed me at all. ”

"..."The first time I calmly chatted with a ghost, Qiu San was also a little fresh, "Are you Japanese?"

"I'm not. But I work in a Japanese factory to make a living. I'm the workshop director inside. The shadow seemed to take a puff of cigarette.

Qiu San's mouth was dry, "Then what grievances are you talking about? Could it be that the little devil bullied you?