At night, the two of them stayed opposite Chen Bitong's house, taking turns observing what was going on in her house.

At about three o'clock in the middle of the night, through the peephole, Yun Qingying saw that the door opposite opened, and Chen Bitong went out carrying a black bag, wearing a hat and a mask, covering herself tightly.

Yun Qingying immediately pushed Yang Lingxiao who was taking a nap next to him to wake up. He was also very capable in business and sobered up immediately, "Is there anything going on?"

Yun Qingying asked him to look through the cat's eye.

Seeing the woman's figure going down the stairs and disappearing around the corner, they opened the door and came out of the room, following her all the way to an unfinished building.

She went up to the third floor, which was already in ruins. The walls were peeling off badly, all kinds of wooden furniture were stacked on top of each other, and there were even garbage that had been discarded at some point. There was a thick smell in the room.

Musty smell.

Yun Qingying and Yang Lingxiao couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses, but Chen Bitong seemed to be used to it and didn't feel anything at all. She walked slowly to a corner, put the black plastic bag on the ground, and opened it.

Then under the dim light in the corridor, Yun Qingying could only vaguely see that it was a bag of snacks that children like to eat.

She took out the bags of snacks and placed them on the ground. She said in a gentle tone, "Eat it. If you don't have enough, I will give it to you tomorrow. If you want to eat more, I can make it for you."

The house was very empty, so Yun Qingying could clearly hear what she was saying, and the faint echo seemed particularly permeable in the silent night. A strand of Chen Bitong's hair fell from the side of her ear, making it difficult to see her clearly.

look.

"Yao'er, are you there?" She talked for a long time, but nothing responded to her, so she called softly, "Yao'er?" She called very intimately, which was enough to show that she seemed to have a close relationship with this thing.

Unusual.

There was still silence in the room, without any movement. This scene looked more like it was directed and acted by Chen Bitong who was mentally disturbed.

Yang Lingxiao and Yun Qingying waited patiently.

Just squatting all the time, Yang Lingxiao's legs were already numb. He moved slightly and adjusted his posture. Seeing Yun Qingying's unmoving appearance, he felt envious in his heart. Being young is good. I thought about when he was young...

…

After a while, Yun Qingying saw a dark shadow on the wall, like the shadow of a child, not tall. He staggered out from behind a broken piece of furniture. Due to the angle, Yun Qingying

I can only see its shadow all the time, and its walking posture is quite weird, but the shadow is indeed the shadow of a child.

Are children nowadays so powerful when they turn into ghosts? Yun Qingying frowned slightly, feeling puzzled.

But after she really saw what the other party was, Yun Qingying understood why it walked in a weird way. It was not a child at all, but a monster with a human face and a cat body! Her frown deepened, "This

What is it, why have I never seen it before?”

Its long tail swayed slowly behind it, and its pair of black eyes contained empty emotions. Its face was round, but wrinkled, like old tree bark, and its whole body was dirty, as if it had just escaped.

It's like running out of some quagmire.

Chen Bitong was very happy to see it, "Eat it quickly! I've prepared it for you."

Seeing the "snacks" on the ground, its eyes shone with a faint light, and it couldn't wait to stretch out its paws to grab one of them. But at this moment, a strong light shone in from the outside through the window.

"Ah——" It let out a quick and short scream, and its throat was as hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.

The light was so strong that Yun Qingying couldn't help but cover her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, the monster had disappeared. Chen Bitong was also very vigilant and ran away from the stairs as quickly as possible. I don't know if it was.

Because she was focused on escaping, she didn't notice anything unusual when she passed by Yun Qingying and Yang Lingxiao.

"What a pity." Sensing that the monster's aura no longer existed, Yun Qingying stood up directly, walked to the window, and looked outside, only a car passed by with high beams on, "They are really too...

Be alert. We lost a good opportunity." She felt a little regretful.

"We can only talk about it next time." Yang Lingxiao's voice was deep and his expression was not very good-looking. "At least we haven't gained anything at all." The breakthrough has been found, and the opportunity is just missing.

"By the way, can you recognize what kind of monster that was just now?" Yun Qingying asked, she had never seen anything so strange before.

Yang Lingxiao couldn't help but smile, "That's the ink demon. It grows underground and is made from the corpses of various insects." He finally got back a fight in front of Yun Qingying, otherwise he would always be beaten by Yun Qingying.

Qingying, a young man, took the lead. Where could he put his reputation as the vice president of the Beijing Taoist Association? So he couldn't help but said proudly: "Qingying, you still have to study hard, there are things you don't know."

"Yes." Yun Qingying nodded seriously. Although she has good strength, she has seen limited things. "After all, I am still young."

Yang Lingxiao's face froze. He thought of himself getting older every morning in the mirror, and felt a pain in his heart. He always felt as if he had lost another round to Yun Qingying.

Yun Qingying didn't notice anything unusual about him, and went down to look at what was in the black bag. When she looked through it, she was shocked. She didn't dare to touch it directly, so she wrapped it in a snack bag.

Showed it to Yang Lingxiao, "These are all balls made of soil and insect corpses."

"Yes." Yang Lingxiao came back to his senses and nodded, "The ink demon is produced from these, and it will naturally depend on these for a living in the future."

"I have gained more knowledge."

"Next we go back to the Xuanmen Association. I want to take a look at Chen Bitong's husband's file." Yun Qingying put down the "snacks" in her hand and said.

"OK."

The two of them drove directly back to the Xuanmen Association, looked through the files, and opened them.

Yun Qingying looked at it word by word, "It says on it is the contract signed by Chen Bitong's husband and the Mo demon." She paused before continuing, "But it seems that the relationship between Chen Bitong and the Mo demon is even closer.

And it seems like he’s still raising it.”

Yang Lingxiao rubbed his chin and looked at the slightly white fish belly outside the window with a solemn expression, "This is the key to this matter."

"Why?" Yun Qingying closed the file, rubbed her eyebrows, and was puzzled. Countless clues flashed through her mind, but in the end she couldn't catch anything.

It keeps cutting but still messy, that’s what it feels like.


Chapter completed!