Chuzheng was still in that room when he woke up.
Chuzheng touched herself up and down, but fortunately, she was not dragged to cremation.
She checked the time first, and it was her time to get off work soon... So the bastard is quite interesting
Chu Zheng rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.
Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the bracelet resting on the game cabin...
Useless.
It's useless to take it off.
The bastard can still get her in.
Did she think wrong
still is…
Chuzheng took the bracelet back, she thought about it, and finally put it back on her hand.
In any case, this bracelet has serious suspicion.
Chuzheng glanced at the game cabin, got up and left.
Hu Shuo was not in the villa, and the others did not dare to stop Chuzheng coming down, watching her stepping on flip-flops, shaking her big pants, and leaving ostentatiously.
Chuzheng returned to Wenxian Road, just in time for Wenxian Road to open for business.
Various shops are opening their doors one after another. Chuzheng walked to No. 13 Wenxian Road, and Xingqiao sat at the door with his face in his hands, looking at Wenxian Road, who was busy with a dazed look.
Liu Zhong was not by his side, so he was probably busy.
Chuzheng thought for a while, then slowly paced over: "Are you still getting used to it?"
Xingqiao raised his eyes to look at Chuzheng, stood up immediately, and replied coldly, "It's okay."
Chuzheng glanced at the deserted and empty shop inside: "You close the door, go to my place first."
"Why?"
Chuzheng took the lead and acted as a guide: "Ask Xianlu's customer base is basically unknown creatures. You will cause trouble if you open the door and have nothing."
Some unknown creatures are simply faulty, and such 'popular' disputes are troublesome to deal with.
Xingqiao was stunned for a moment: "...the people who came here...are not human?"
"Someone." Chuzheng said: "It's more of an unknown creature living there."
Xingqiao's expression changed slightly, but he quickly calmed down.
He closed the door and followed Chuzheng back.
Chuzheng pushed open the door and went in, but without seeing her doing anything, the light inside automatically turned on.
The first thing Xingqiao saw was the paper stick man standing at the counter, and it was smiling weirdly at the door.
If you don't look at its face, it looks like a clerk welcoming customers.
Inexplicably, Xingqiao felt that there was a gloomy atmosphere in it, and there was a strangeness everywhere.
Xingqiao took a deep breath and walked in in small steps, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.
Except for the paper stick and the scented paper candles on the shelf, there are no other strange things.
"Have you eaten?" Chuzheng asked him.
"… No."
"Neither did I." Chuzheng dragged the chair and sat down, instructing him to do things: "Go back next door with two bowls of noodles."
Star Bridge: "… "
Singqiao obediently turned around and went to the end face next door.
Liu Zhong is not here, but the guy is.
Hearing that Chuzheng wanted it, the other party quickly got it done and helped him deliver it to the door directly.
The other party refused to go in, so Xingqiao could only bring in bowls of bowls.
Xingqiao swept to the counter, the paper stickman was not there just now... walking beside Chuzheng.
He put his hands on the table and smiled at him with big red lips.
Just waiting for dinner.
Starbridge froze there.
This paper sucks...
Chuzheng was sitting next to him, sliding casually in front of the screen, as if he didn't notice the paper sticking.
Xingqiao swallowed, forced himself to walk over calmly, and put his face on the table.
Chuzheng turned off the virtual screen, ignored the paper, took the noodle bowl and started eating.
Xingqiao held his bowl and placed it across from Zhi Zharen.
He dared not sit next to him.
"The one next to you..."
"Don't worry about it." Chuzheng said casually.
Star Bridge: "… "
That shouldn't be dangerous.
Thinking of this, Xingqiao relaxed a lot.
"How much do you know about the accidental death of your parents?"
When it comes to his parents, Singqiao's cold expression softens.
"I… don't know much."
After all, he's just a kid.
These things, they will not tell him.
Singqiao thought for a while and said, "My dad was very upset during the time of the accident, I can feel it."
"what else?"
Xingqiao thought for a while, then shook his head.
Chuzheng didn't ask anything useful, and signaled Xingqiao to eat quickly.
Before Xingqiao finished eating, he suddenly felt that the pass on his body was a little hot.
He took out the pass.
The pattern on the pass is glowing.
Xingqiao subconsciously looked at Chuzheng.
Chuzheng put his chin on one hand and said slowly, "There is a situation that needs to be handled by you."
"… "
Xingqiao was blind in both eyes and didn't know how to deal with it.
Chu Zheng sighed in his heart and went to find Liu Zhong next door.
As a result, Liu Zhong was told by the guy that he went out and has not come back yet.
Chuzheng stood at the door, stepped on the threshold to think for a while, and let Xingqiao come out.
Liu Zhong is not here, this kid hasn't done a single mission, if she doesn't bring him, he'll have no choice but to burp.
Then she has to find the next successor.
This is very troublesome!
Xingqiao came out from the inside, and after a while, the streets that were deserted just now were filled with people one after another.
It looks like this, it is no different from a normal night market.
Noisy, lively, bustling…
But Xingqiao can see the things that live in the body.
Xingqiao went out with a sullen face.
Chuzheng didn't close the door either, leaving the door open and taking him to No. 13.
Xingqiao swiped his card to enter, and Chuzheng took him to the mirror.
Chuzheng kicked the mirror with his feet like a big brother: "Teleport."
A huge red exclamation mark appeared on the mirror, the kind that was bleeding down.
An angry emoji followed.
"Come on." Chuzheng kicked again.
The mirror brushed several pages of emoji to protest, Chuzheng was indifferent, and raised his foot to continue kicking.
Only then did the mirror surface change, and the transparent mirror surface suddenly rippled, spreading out in circles until it spread to the entire mirror surface.
Chuzheng rudely held Xingqiao by the collar and shoved him into the mirror.
Xingqiao closed his eyes subconsciously.
However, he didn't hit the mirror, and he felt weightless for a while, and then the fresh air that was different from Wenxian Road poured into his heart, and a fine light rain fell down.
Xingqiao opened his eyes and found himself being carried and slowly falling to the ground.
This should be a park, because it was raining, and even though it was still early, no one could be seen.
He just... went to another place like this
"Look at your pass." Chuzheng held an umbrella from somewhere in one hand, and put the other hand in his pocket at will, his voice infecting the rain, showing a bit of coolness.
Even after experiencing such a thing, Singbridge was still calm.
He checked his pass, there was a flashing red dot on the pattern, and he quickly determined by adjusting his direction that the pass could be used as a map.
Chuzheng looked down at Xingqiao.
Xingqiao has already identified the direction and walked over there with his short legs.
The small figure looks a bit lonely at this time.
Chuzheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he followed slowly with an umbrella.