The beggar is skilled, flexible like a monkey in the sea of people, and he is even more comfortable walking on the wall, and so far, he has not attracted his own qi and blood.

Chen Yunzhao chased after him without hurry, and did not induce the qi to fight for victory, because there was no point, he knew that the beggar would wait for him.

In this case, why not follow leisurely and pretend to work hard, who knows if you will turn the corner and enter the alley and meet three or five long-awaited grass men?

The strength must be retained, and it must not be frantically squeezed until it is absolutely necessary, because it will damage the foundation, and secondly, if you encounter the enemy in the weak period, it will be a fatal deal.

The potential can be properly tapped, but not excessively, and it needs to be recuperated later.

The streets gradually became sparse, and when you turned a street to the right, you could hardly see any people.

As the sun gradually set in the west, the sky over there seemed to be a layer of orange-red gauze skirt, and the light shone obliquely, hitting the courtyard walls, and falling jagged shadows.

In the long-abandoned compound, there is an old locust tree that is high above the courtyard wall and the leaves are withered, and the gusts of wind blow, swaying the branches and leaves of the old locust tree, and the shadows on the ground are longing.

"Quack—quack—"

Three or two black crows stayed on the branch of a dead tree, shouting in its ugly voice, it was obviously a summer day, but it made people feel abnormal shade.

There was a vacancy next to the compound, it was a dark alley, and the beggar turned into the dark alley and got rid of Chen Yunzhao.

Except for the crow's cry, Chen Yunzhao could no longer feel the breath of mortal dust, and walked cautiously in the dark alley, taking out a military fighting knife from under his right sleeve, and was on guard.

"Quack—quack—"

The crow sneered.

"Get out! I'll stew you when I'm angry!" Chen Yunzhao picked up the stones on the ground and threw them at the black crow, which flew away and circled over the dead tree, and then stood on the dead branch again.

"Quack—quack—"

Sou!

Poof!

A pitch-black "arrow" shot out from under Chen Yunzhao's sleeve robe, piercing the air and hearing a "whoosh" sound breaking through the air.

An unfortunate crow let out a final taunt and fell head-down, a blow that silenced the crows.

They didn't fly away, and before they could react, a crow had died, and they were lucky.

Flying down the branches and falling into the courtyard, even if there was a courtyard wall, Chen Yunzhao could still guess what was happening inside: the crows were eating the body of the hapless black crow.

At least it was quiet, anyway, Chen Yunzhao didn't like them very much, "The black crow crows, the disaster comes" This is the "truth" handed down from his hometown.

The dark alley is a bit long, and it has not yet reached the end after walking three or five hundred steps, there is only one road, which may go straight or turn around, and there is no fork in the road.

"There's no way. ”

In front of him was a high wall, five or six meters high, the beggar was gone, and Chen Yunzhao lost it.

This is indeed a "one-way" dark alley, there are no other forks, the walls on both sides are relatively high, it is not excluded that the beggar will escape over the wall on the way, but Chen Yunzhao feels that it cannot be like this, after all, the purpose of the beggar is to "seduce" him.

Maybe he was mistaken, the beggar didn't enter the dark alley at all.

If this is the case, coupled with the previous speculation, then the beggar should have turned around and come back to him, since he did not come, then he may not have made a mistake.

But there is no way here, how did people disappear out of thin air?

There are concave and convex sides of the wall, who should have climbed over the high wall with the help of the wall, will it be a beggar?

No, the marks on it are very old, not like the traces that have been left before.

"Interesting, I didn't expect to do tricks, today I'll see what's behind this wall!"

Chen Yunzhao jumped up, stepped on the protruding part of the wall, and climbed the high wall with his strength.

The entrance is a dilapidated compound, littered with ruined wood, dust obscuring the color of the past, and spider webs woven everywhere, like a cave of spider spirits.

Chen Yunzhao jumped down and fell into the courtyard, which was empty, only spiders, ants and other insects were rampant.

Stepping through the round arch stone door and stepping on the moss-covered stone slab, I couldn't help but feel a little stunned, was it really lost?

Walking through the vestibule and into the backyard, Chen Yunzhao saw the black crows, the dead black crows were already unrecognizable, and the remaining black crows were either buried in their heads and tearing the corpses, or staring at the purr eyes and looking around.

After looking around, there is nothing here.

Chen Yunzhao looked at the almost bare but tall old locust tree, and he felt where he should go, which was the highest place in the entire mansion.

The old locust tree grows in a large flower bed in the center of the inner courtyard, and vines and plants climb all over the eaves and doorposts, and the stone path is all over the greenery.

"Locust tree," Chen Yunzhao remembered a sentence, "There is a locust tree in front of the door, and a hundred ghosts walk at night." ”

No one thought that behind the old locust tree was an ancestral hall, and the tablets inside were upside down and destroyed.

There are several dry bones on the ground, of various sizes, which should be the original owner of this house.

"Whew-"

The darker the sky became, and a strange cry sounded, from far to near, fluttering as if it had never been heard.

"Who?!" Chen Yunzhao turned around vigilantly, fighting with a knife in one hand and a pig-killing knife in the other.

"Whew-"

The whining sound seems to come with 3D stereoscopic surround sound, and the sound seems to come from all directions, disturbing Chen Yunzhao's hearing, and he can't tell where the sound source is coming from.

"Whew-whew-"

A gust of wind blew from the ancestral hall, cooling Chen Yunzhao's back, and the fine hairs on his neck shook with it, and the itchy Chen Yunzhao snorted.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Chen Yunzhao turned around and saw nothing, and the wind stopped.

At that moment, it seemed that there was something that could not be seen or touched, stretching out its long tongue and licking the back of Chen Yunzhao's neck.

Call!

A white shadow floated behind Chen Yunzhao, carrying the wind and carrying the wind away.

"Interesting, this little trick is trying to scare me?" Chen Yunzhao sneered, put away the two knives, and lay down directly on his back, looking up at the dim sky through the dead branches crisscrossed by the old locust tree, enjoying the last afterglow.

"Whew-whew-"

The demon wind in the ancestral hall rose again, and Chen Yunzhao was unmoved.

A skull fell from the locust tree, facing Chen Yunzhao's face, Chen Yunzhao reached out and grabbed the skull and played with it in his hand.

The white shadow appeared again, circling around Chen Yunzhao, the speed was very fast, and it flashed, only to see a flash of white.

The whining sound came and went, and at first glance it seemed to be the cry of a baby, or the cry of a widowed woman in the middle of the night.

But upon closer inspection, the whining sound seemed to be the sound of the wind pouring into the cave.

Chen Yunzhao sat up, do you think he is going to make a move?

No, he sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, as if to meditate.

"Woo-woo-"

"Whew-whew-"

"Boom—"

Let the wind and waves rise, my heart is leisurely.

Chen Yunzhao ignored the white shadow that floated around and brushed his body from time to time, was that a ghost?

No, Chen Yunzhao is a materialist, who accepts the influence of socialism, advocates science, and never believes in ghosts and gods.

Since it's not a ghost, it's someone who is making trouble, so what if there is something to be afraid of?

What he has experienced at this moment may be the masterpiece of that beggar, this is a scheming, Chen Yunzhao has to admire, if he is someone else, especially those who believe in ghosts and gods, the psychological defense line at this moment should be broken.

The only remaining splendor in the sky sank, a quarter moon hung high, a few stars dotted the night sky, and gray clouds drifted by, obscuring, and the moon could not be seen.

"Seniors, if you think it's fun to play the kid like this, I'm afraid it's rude. ”

Chen Yunzhao felt that he was sincere enough, and his status had been very low, but still no one responded to him, and a sense of arrogance emanated from his bones: "Since this is your courtesy, then you can only act with courtesy!"

Chen Yunzhao got up, and went straight to the ancestral hall with his hind feet.

At this time, a white shadow silently approached Chen Yunzhao, and opened his arms to clasp the back of Chen Yunzhao's neck.

"Huh?!"