After running to the door of the store, Fang Xingyang stopped breathing heavily.

I have to admit that this witchcraft master is really wealthy. Not only did he give him ten times the number of ghosts in one breath, he also gave him such a powerful prop.

Judging from the attributes of this witchcraft doll, it is indeed comparable to his ghost soul lamp.

Even Fang Xingyang felt a little guilty after receiving so much reward.

After all, under his pressure to die last night, he kept his moral integrity, but failed to keep anything else...

He opened the door and entered. The store was still the same as when he left yesterday, and the store manager still hadn't come back.

A few minutes later, he walked out carrying a ladder and a tool bag from the shop.

As soon as the ladder was placed at the door of the store, the man climbed up flexibly with tools.

The amount of work is not large, it is just to change the position of the "Only Unimaginable, Nothing Can Be Done!" label above the store entrance.

This can finally dispel some customers’ unreasonable thoughts...

I hope the store manager won't mind... Well, if the store manager knows what happened to him last night, he will definitely not mind!

…

"This... this gentleman..."

Fang Xingyang was about to call it a day when a familiar voice came from under the ladder.

I looked down and saw that it was the War Reporter Shadow Lantern Demon.

"I'm happy to see you are still alive, but I think there are some things I still need to let you know."

The shadow lantern demon said coyly like a shy girl.

Fang Xingyang realized that it was the psychological shadow that he had left on the war reporter in the alley the night before, which made him become so cowardly in front of him.

"Okay, please wait a moment while I put the tools back."

Fang Xingyang said, carrying the ladder and walking back to the store.

A few minutes later, he and Shadow Lantern Demon were sitting in the shop lobby.

The Shadow Lantern Demon sat upright, with his body straight and his hands obediently placed on his legs.

I didn't even dare to take a breath.

"Excuse me sir, can I speak?"

Fang Xingyang was speechless, thinking to himself, you have been sitting here for a long time just waiting for me to ask you to speak?

When he stretched out his hand, the Shadow Lantern Demon trembled in fright.

"Let me ask you first, what do you mean when you came up and asked me that I am still alive? Do I seem to die so easily?"

The shadow lantern demon suddenly(д

"No! No! Listen to my explanation! It was me who found out from [Fog Harbor Chronicles] that you were staying with that dangerous witchcraft master this morning, so I was worried about you, because

That sorcerer is so dangerous! Her curse can kill many people in an instant, and can also torture people until life is worse than death!"

"But I didn't expect... you actually captured her..." Shadow Lantern Demon was ashamed.

Fang Xingyang was dumbfounded.

Enter the [Wugang Chronicle] page at the speed of light.

A share that was suddenly pushed to the top of the [Headlines] section with the number of likes suddenly appeared in his mind.

[Today I caught a handsome boy who is very interesting to me. Although he is a weak human being, he suits my taste very well... I hope he will not be harmed by the monsters in the dark world! 】

The accompanying picture shows him lying in the bathtub.

The angle of the photo was very tricky. He was clearly still in a coma at that time, but he was photographed looking quite enjoying himself.

The second article was published one minute ago.

[He is really great! He will be mine from now on. If anyone has any opinions, please feel free to come to me and argue!]

Here's what the Conjurer himself said: "Except for the Night Harvester, our possessions are not the same kind of possessions!"

…

As for the comments, Fang Xingyang didn’t bother to read them at all.

They were all compliments and compliments from the residents of Storm Corridor.

Of course, there are also some bold monsters teasing witches and wizards.

"Well...can you tell me first, the cost of the last commission? I brought a ghost." Shadow Lantern Demon asked weakly.

Fang Xingyang was startled and came back to his senses from [Wugang Chronicle].

"Oh, the night before yesterday, right...five hundred ghosts are enough."

The Shadow Lantern Demon was a little surprised, "Only, are there only five hundred ghosts? But they don't know that you are the great hero who saved the Storm Corridor!"

Fang Xingyang smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "There is no such thing as a hero or not. I accepted your commission to protect your safety. Although I didn't send you back in person, I am very happy to see that you are still alive."

"Another point is that you are very trustworthy and did not send out the photos from that night. I hope you can keep this matter secret in the future."

"But..." Fang Xingyang hesitated, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

The Shadow Lantern Demon took half a step back in fright.

"The matter between me and the princess of the dark elf family... doesn't seem to be that simple."

The Shadow Lantern Demon suddenly stood up, and the huge camera head clicked hard, making people feel that it could click the head off in one click...

"Yes! This is what I want to tell you today. In fact, those fake news were not posted by me. If you carefully observe the reports of that day, you will find that only the one titled 'The long-lost Dark Elf family finally finally

Surface!' I posted."

"As for those who have no substantial evidence, they stole my pictures and then distorted and fabricated them."

Fang Xingyang once again entered [Wugang Chronicle] and found several related reports from that day, and found that this was really the case!

He was even more speechless.

After all, he never imagined that the news system in this dark world would be so chaotic, with such serious incidents as picture theft, random spreading, and rumor-mongering!

"I see, it seems that I blamed you wrongly." Fang Xingyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the news is still there, this at least shows that he has one less enemy.

It’s unlikely that every time I see this little reporter on the street in the future, I can’t help but grab it and shoot it twice.

A shy smile appeared on the terrifying face of the Shadow Lantern Demon.

Then, a ghost flew out of its hand and was sucked into the skull cash box in the shop.

[Ding - You have completed the commission of [Shadow Lantern Demon], and obtained 500 ghosts, which have been entered into the store account! 】

"Okay, I'll give you five hundred ghosts."

Fang Xingyang nodded, "Thank you for your patronage. Wugang Trust Shop is at your service at any time. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Shadow Lantern Demon's big head shook, "No! No more! But I can also see that you are very weak now. Why don't you go and take a rest before the store manager comes back? I won't disturb you for now.

Hello, bye!"

Watching the shadow lantern demon leave, Fang Xingyang walked to the glass showcase and looked at himself with the help of the reflection.

A (╮╯_╰╭) guy appeared in the window.

"Too weak, too weak! Fang Xingyang, how can you be so weak!"

He cursed unwillingly in his heart.

[Ding——You have completed the hidden mission: [Rescue the Shadow Lantern Demon]]

[Rewards obtained: Storm Corridor reputation 50, popularity 400, ghost*500]

[Ding——500 ghosts have been entered into the personal account, current balance: 16566 ghosts]

In this way, Fang Xingyang's heart became much brighter. At least he no longer had to bear those unwarranted charges. If the guys in the dark elf family knew about this, maybe the conflicts between them would be alleviated a lot, right?

But Fang Xingyang still felt a lot of pressure in his heart, because the elf had never had any clues since he left.

The store manager promised to help him solve the problem within three days, but he disappeared before the second day.
Chapter completed!