In the afternoon, Yuan Qingzhou ate a simple bowl of instant noodles in his ordinary single apartment, but the original taste was still the same, but this did not change much.

After taking a shower, I simply moved my muscles and bones, trying to feel the trace of energy that was sucked into my body before.

When she completely released the inner alchemy technique into meditation, she finally found the hair-like energy, the same feeling as the strange energy, and also had a trace of mental power.

However, it only takes this amount to restore her to the strength of a first-level warrior and to be able to open the Xuanwu book and watch. Yuan Qingzhou guessed that he would have to kill a strange spirit of about a thousand afternoons.

After looking at the watch, it was about to be six o'clock. Yuan Qingzhou tied his hair up, checked the sleeve arrows on his wrist, hid the evil-exorcist dagger in his sleeve, put on a hat and mask and went out.

There are still ten minutes before 6 o'clock, and most of the people in the entire building have returned. The doors are closed and the curtains are tightened, so I dare not go out again.

As soon as the elevator opened, everyone inside rushed out in a hurry and rushed to their respective rooms. A housewife tripped, and the apple fell all over the floor and didn't care to pick it up. After standing still, she trembled and held the wall and went home.

Yuan Qingzhou stood against the wall. When they all left, they picked up an apple from the ground and wiped it on their clothes twice.

It’s so sweet if you take a bite!

In the past two months in the Mirror World, she hasn't eaten a bite of fruit.

He picked up two more and put them in his pockets on both sides. Yuan Qingzhou got on the elevator and pressed down on the first floor.

She lives on the 19th floor. When the elevator descends to the 13th floor, the watch she adjusted vibrates.

It's six o'clock!

Dingdong—

The elevator door suddenly opened, and there was an old lady with silver silk on her head and crutches standing outside. She stretched her neck and squinted her eyes and looked into the elevator.

"Yo, so full?"

Full?

Yuan Qingzhou looked around and saw that she was the only one in the elevator. She picked up the unfinished apple and bit off one piece with force. She was able to eat hard.

"Young man, give it to the inside."

Yuan Qingzhou retreated to the corner, and the old lady moved in slowly. As soon as she came in, the elevator sounded overloaded.

When the elevator door was about to be closed, the old lady raised her hand to block it, "Young man, it's overloaded, why don't you go down? It's not safe."

Not safe? That would be great!

"No, I'm in a hurry."

Seeing Yuan Qingzhou refuse, the old lady sighed, let go of her hand and let the elevator door close and continue to go down.

During this period, Yuan Qingzhou found that the background light of the button she had just pressed was originally blue, but now it has turned red.

When we were almost at the first floor, the lights in the elevator suddenly flickered, and an extremely cold atmosphere filled the air, as if there were indeed many people in the elevator, which made Yuan Qingzhou feel cramped.

Yuan Qingzhou ate all the apples in a few bites, and the dagger slid out of his sleeve, "Grandma, please lean on the site."

Dingdong—

When the elevator arrived at the station, the lights were completely gone. The narrow space was covered with blood, filled with missing arms and legs, and only half of the "people" with their heads turned to Yuan Qingzhou and showed a terrifying smile to her.

Yuan Qingzhou's eyes flashed with his bare hands and his knife fell, and his limbs flew around and thousands of ghosts wailed. All the things that were originally going to scare her were panicked and pulled the elevator door.

Yuan Qingzhou chased them expressionlessly, as smooth as cutting melons and vegetables.

When the elevator door opened, Yuan Qingzhou turned his wrist and walked out, only the old lady was left in the elevator.

In fact, she is also a soul, a person who just died tonight.

"Now, grandma should not be squeezed anymore, walk slowly."

Yuan Qingzhou bowed politely, threw the fruit core into the trash can outside the elevator, and quickly walked out of the apartment building.

The setting sun at six o'clock is like blood. Before the night has officially entered, the entire city is covered with a terrifying color by a touch of red in the sky.

There were almost no people or vehicles on the street, all the shop doors were closed, only the street lights that were not smart were flashing, and the old neon lights and billboards were still on, trying to disperse the haze of the city.

"ah!!!"

Suddenly, Yuan Qingzhou saw a woman running out of the alley in the distance, holding a two or three-year-old child tightly in his arms.

She ran hard with the child in her arms, followed by a group of fake models from clothing stores, holding knives in their hands, twisted limbs, covered with blood, and several of them were holding the heads that had just been cut.

The woman missed the last bus and was unable to come back before six o'clock.

The child was so scared that he cried loudly. The manhole cover in the sewer was thumped by something, and the woman couldn't dodge her and fell down. But at the last moment, she still twisted her body hard, putting her back on the ground, and trying hard to protect the child's head.

At this time, a squeaking sound came from the sewer, and a group of black mice the size of a cat crawled out and bit the woman's ankle.

She screamed, unable to get up any longer, and the fake models caught up and raised the knife in her hand.

At the critical moment, Yuan Qingzhou appeared behind the woman in time, passing through the group of fake models like lightning.

The woman on the ground looked up and saw the fake model screaming, her body falling into pieces and finally turning into a pile of ashes.

Squeak!

The black rats as big as a cat were stomped by Yuan Qingzhou, but this would not kill them. They would also have to be finished with a magical object like the evil dagger.

These are the lowest-level existences, and Yuan Qingzhou easily solved it cleanly, but the harvest was too little, and it was not enough to plug the teeth.

"Thanks."

After thanking the woman, she limped and hurried into the apartment where Yuan Qingzhou had just come out.

Yuan Qingzhou stood in the middle of the empty road and felt many secretly peeping eyes, people from the surrounding buildings and terrifying existences from the darkness.

At seven o'clock, Yuan Qingzhou dared not delay and took out his phone to open the navigation.

[3.4 kilometers away from the destination, it is recommended that you take bus No. 444 at the nearby bus stop]

Yuan Qingzhou frowned. Didn’t Zhang Shujing say that the navigation will not be affected? Why does this sound completely unreliable?

Yuan Qingzhou looked up and saw the bus stop in front of her, and she didn't hear the sound of the bus at all. At this moment, a bus No. 444 was already parked there.

The car window was covered with fog and I couldn't see anything clearly.

At this time, the cell phone in my pocket rang, and Yuan Qingzhou looked at the caller ID, Zhang Shujing!

Yuan Qingzhou pressed the silent but failed to answer and walked towards the bus stop.

After a while, the phone rang again with a text message. Yuan Qingzhou took it out and saw a line of words from the prompt box on the screen.

[Zhang Shujing: The transaction is cancelled, don’t go out at night, there is a...]

The prompt can only display a few words, and the following ones will not be visible unless you open a text message.

"Hey, if you can get in the car, I'll drive away if you don't get in. This is the last train tonight." The driver in the car shouted at Yuan Qingzhou.

"Do you go to the auction center on Yangming Road?" Yuan Qingzhou asked after installing his cell phone.

The driver yawned, "The terminal is just, can you leave? The car is waiting."

A car of people?

Yuan Qingzhou's eyes lit up and he raised his foot to get on the bus.

The car door was closed, and the driver seemed very excited. He stepped on the accelerator and started the bus. He even forgot to collect the money with Yuan Qingzhou.

After getting on the bus, Yuan Qingzhou found that the bus was indeed full of people, but they all looked normal, not like strange spirits.
Chapter completed!