Night is coming.

The entire Chujiang City fell into darkness again.

There is still no starlight tonight.

All the streets were extremely quiet.

Mingyue Inn.

The old shopkeeper returned to the room with a tired look on his face and prepared to go to bed.

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

What kind of person's prank was this that he actually poured blood into his cash box.

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

If he knew who did it, he would have someone to break his legs.

Dadada```

Suddenly, a slight sound of footsteps came from the corridor 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 and showed doubts.

The sound stopped.

A black shadow stood outside his room.

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

The old shopkeeper shouted angrily at the door.

It was time for him, and he couldn't think of anyone else coming back to find him.

In his heart, it was probably his incompetent guys!

However, facing his angry shout, the black shadow said nothing and was still standing there.

The old shopkeeper was furious and shouted, "Second son, is it you? Get back to me quickly."

The dark shadow still didn't move.

“Hey```”

A strange and low smile came from outside the door, which was cold and grim, making people sound a little creepy.

The old shopkeeper frowned and realized something was wrong.

He shouted, "Who is it, joking with the old man? Is it the second son?"

He found a rolling pin as thick as a wrist in the room, grabbed it in his hand, and quietly came to the back of the door.

The sound just now sounded a bit weird, and he thought it was probably a thief.

After quietly approaching the door, the old shopkeeper slowly grabbed the door bolt, took a breath, and then pulled it suddenly.

call!

The door opened, and the cool breeze blew, nothing was left.

The black shadow I just saw seemed to be completely his illusion.

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

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

He closed the door and returned to bed again, ready to go to bed.

But the moment I lay down, I saw a black shadow outside the door, motionless, exactly the same as before.

His face changed.

"Who is it?"

The old shopkeeper sat up again and shouted angrily.

“Hey```”

A strange low laughter sounded again from the black shadow's mouth.

The old shopkeeper was furious and didn't expect anything else. He just thought that someone was deliberately teasing him, grabbed the rolling pin and rushed over again.

I suddenly pulled the door and it was still quiet.

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

"Which hero is he who came to tease the old man, but what did the old man do to make the hero angry, the hero might as well come in and talk."

The old shopkeeper shouted to the corridor.

It was late at night, and the tenants in each room were basically asleep.

It was quiet from all directions, without any response.

The old shopkeeper was even more confused and patrolled the corridor for a while, but still found nothing abnormal.

With deep doubts, he returned to the room again.

The moment I closed the door and lay on the bed!

The black shadow appears again!

It was like something hanging from his door, motionless.

“Hey```”

A strange low smile came from outside the door again, as if something was peeking at him in secret outside the door.

call!

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

The old shopkeeper's face changed completely.

"Who is it, what are you going to do?"

The old shopkeeper started to shout...

“Hehehehe```”

The weird voice became coherent, sounding like a child's low laughter.

It was like a child of seven or eight years old, shaking him inside through the crack in the door.

A rolling cold sweat appeared on the old shopkeeper's face.

call!

Suddenly, the oil lamp on the table suddenly went out and the room fell into pitch black.

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

But at this moment!

“Hehehehe```”

A strange laughter sounded, full of coldness and gloomyness, making people stand tall.

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

But behind him.

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

"Save ```"

Half of the voice just shouted out, as if it was suddenly blocked by someone's throat. The sound suddenly stopped, and a darkness replaced everything.

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West Street.

Zhang Yuan walked here alone, with cautious eyes observing around.

He is now a master of art and bold.

Since killing two evil spirits one after another, his fear of evil spirits has decreased a lot.

This is no longer an invincible thing for him!

Can be killed too!

Moreover, as the Nine Yang Divine Art became more and more advanced, his fearlessness became stronger and stronger, and there seemed to be nothing that could make him feel fear.

This is an accompanying feature of the Nine Yang Divine Art and is not recorded on the blue panel.

call!

On the street, there were cool breezes blowing some debris on the ground everywhere.

Zhang Yuan tried his best to suppress his breath and make himself look like he merged into one with the dark night.

Now for him, evil spirits are no longer hunters, and can also turn into prey!
To be continued...