Night is coming.

The entire Chujiang City was once again plunged into darkness.

There is still no starlight tonight.

All the streets are silent.

Bright Moon Inn.

The old shopkeeper returned to his room with a tired face and prepared for bed.

Thinking about the scene during the day, he was still a little angry.

What kind of prank is this, actually pouring blood into his cash box.

He didn't know what kind of blood it was, but it was too much to joke with him like that.

If he knew who had done it, he would have had his leg broken.

Dadada'''

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the hallway outside the door, getting closer and closer, as if walking towards his room.

The old shopkeeper was about to go to bed, when he suddenly frowned, revealing doubts.

The sound stopped.

A black shadow stood outside his room.

"Is it the second son? You don't look good at the store, what are you doing? If you dare to run around, believe it or not, you will deduct all your wages this month. ”

The old shopkeeper shouted angrily at the door.

At this time, he couldn't think of anyone else coming back to him.

In his heart, most of them are his unsuccessful guys!

But in the face of his angry shouts, the black shadow didn't say anything, and still stood there.

The old shopkeeper was immediately furious, and shouted: "Second son, is it you? ”

The shadow remained motionless.

"Hey'''"

There was a strange low laugh outside the door, which was cool and made people sound a little creepy.

The old shopkeeper frowned, sensing that something was wrong.

He opened his mouth and shouted, "Who the hell is joking with the old man? Is it the second son?"

He found a wrist-thick rolling pin in the room, grabbed it in his hand, and crept behind the door.

The voice just now sounded a little weird, and he thought it was probably a thief.

Quietly coming to the door, the old shopkeeper slowly grabbed the deadbolt, took a light breath, and then pulled it suddenly.

Call!

The door opened, the cool breeze gusted, and there was nothing.

The black shadow he had just seen seemed to be completely his delusion.

It was quiet in front of the door, and there were not even a single footprints left.

He was puzzled, walked outside the door, observed back and forth for a while, frowned, and said, "Is it an illusion?"

He closed the door and went back to bed, ready for bed.

But the moment he lay down, he saw a black shadow outside the door, motionless, exactly the same as just now.

His face changed.

"Who the hell is it?"

The old shopkeeper sat up again and shouted angrily.

"Hey'''"

The dark shadow's mouth let out an eerie chuckle again.

The old shopkeeper was so angry that he didn't think of anything else, but thought that someone was deliberately playing tricks on him, grabbed his rolling pin, and rushed over again.

Suddenly opened the door, it was still quiet.

He felt a chill in his heart, and immediately knew that this was probably not an ordinary person.

"Which hero came to tease the old man, but the old man did something to make the hero angry, the hero might as well come in and speak. ”

The old shopkeeper shouted into the hallway.

It was late at night, and the occupants in the rooms were basically asleep.

There was silence in all directions, and there was no response.

The old shopkeeper was even more puzzled, and walked around the corridor for a while, but still found nothing unusual.

With deep doubts, he returned to his room again.

The moment you close the door and lie down in bed!

The dark shadow has reappeared!

It was as if it was hanging from his door, motionless.

"Hey'''"

An eerie chuckle came from outside the door again, as if something was peering at him in the dark.

Call!

The lights in the room suddenly became flickering and faltering, as if they were about to go out.

The old shopkeeper's face changed completely.

"Who the hell is it and what are you going to do?"

The old shopkeeper opened his mouth and shouted.

"Hey, hey, hey'''"

The eerie voice became coherent, sounding like a child's chuckle.

It's like a seven or eight-year-old kid taunting him inside through the crack in the door.

Cold sweat rolled directly on the old shopkeeper's face.

Call!

Suddenly, the oil lamp on the table went out abruptly, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The old shopkeeper's face turned pale in an instant, and he hurriedly got out of bed, and began to grope around, looking for flints, ready to light the oil lamp again.

But at this moment!

"Hey, hey, hey'''"

An eerie laugh rang out, full of coldness, eerie, and hairs stood on end.

This time, it's no longer outside the door!

It's behind him.

The old shopkeeper's face froze, his heart was horrified, and he slowly turned his head.

"Save"

As soon as the voice was shouted, as if someone had suddenly blocked his throat, the voice stopped abruptly, and darkness replaced everything.

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West Street Street.

Zhang Yuan walked here alone, his eyes cautious, looking around.

He is now a master of art and bold.

Since killing two demons in quick succession, his fear of demons has decreased a lot.

This is no longer something invincible for him!

The same can be killed!

And as Jiuyang's divine skills continue to improve, the fearlessness in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, and there seems to be nothing that can make him feel fearful anymore.

This is an incidental feature of Jiuyang Shengong and is not recorded on the cyan panel.

Call!

On the streets, a cool breeze blew some debris everywhere on the ground.

Zhang Yuan tried his best to suppress his breath, making himself seem to be one with the night.

Now for him, the evil is no longer a hunter, but can also be turned into prey!

After searching for a day during the day, he didn't find any traces, and he only came at night.

Of course, when they came, they didn't tell Zhang Xueshan that with their strength, when facing the evil spirit, there was basically only a dead end.

A figure melted into the darkness, walking quietly on the street, silently.

Zhang Yuan's heart suddenly had a bad taste.

With his current kung fu, it is estimated that it will be easy to pretend to be a ghost and scary.

At the corner of the street.

A homeless man walked here with a tired face, yawning again and again, cold and hungry, and suddenly stepped on a pile of dog shit, and immediately cursed, and rubbed his feet on the ground.

"Little brother, do you see my family?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him.

The homeless man looked stunned and turned around.

I saw that an old man in a shabby costume with gray hair appeared here at some point, with a dusty face and empty eyes.

The homeless man was about to answer no, when suddenly he saw another figure appear.

The figure patted the old man on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I finally found you, borrow a fire." ”

The old man's face was stunned, a little puzzled, he slowly turned his head, made a stiff sound, creaked, and looked at Zhang Yuan behind him.

"Do you see my family?"

He said again, his voice dry and wooden.

"I'll tell you by a fire. ”

Zhang Yuan said with a straw in his mouth.

"Do you see my family?"

The old man asked repeatedly.

"I'll tell you by a fire. ”

Zhang Yuan also repeated.

"Do you see my family?"

"I'll tell you by a fire. ”

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