Minors are not allowed to enter

The black mist quickly floated back, and circled around Xie Ran: "Tsk tsk tsk, little bird, do you know that I am a ghost, how dare I use my feet as soon as I come up?"

"Can the ghost clan be rude and snatch people in other people's territory?" Xie Ran glanced at him, squinting at him with cold eyes like ice sculptures, "Besides...did I really kick you?"

Xie Ran is almost certain that what he kicked was a cloud of air.

The black mist "bounced" itself out a second before it actually kicked him.

Response is quick, skill is nimble, and it is estimated that the rank in the ghost clan is not low.

A little tricky, he frowned slightly.

"I got kicked, why didn't I get kicked!" Although Hei Wu didn't show his face, his tone was laughing, "Why did you come so soon, that woman has settled down?"

"Sent out." Xie Ran said angrily.

He remembered that Cheng Cheng, who was taken away by the black mist, had finally sent Gan Qiuli out of the house with all his beard and tail, so he immediately took a shortcut, and even used some less "human" methods to get here before the other party. .

When Xie Ran said this, he looked back at Cheng Cheng, and realized something was wrong: "What's wrong with him?"

"Stupid, there seems to be a formation here, and I was fascinated by the formation."

"...What is 'as if'?" Xie Ran raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

He squinted over, and there was a faint emerald gleam in his black eyes.

The color is beautiful, and the black mist is in a good mood for no reason.

I always feel that such green should have been seen somewhere.

"'As if' means I'm not sure." He floated over, approached Xie Ran, and absorbed the hot temperature of the other person's body from his breath, "There are three bloody trees in this community, and the location happens to be the 'Three Flood Dragon' The layout of "Chonglong", but there is nothing on the "Dragon" position... I thought so at first, but this kid is stupid when he enters the "Dragon" position, so it should be because of my poor eyesight, why don't you see for yourself ?”

Xie Ran retreated to a position farther away from him, cast a sharp glance at the black mist, then scanned the trees and flower beds behind him with a knife-like gaze, and then saw the old residents upstairs next to him.

The neighborhood is a bit spooky.

This is actually very strange, because the natural yin energy gathers in sparsely populated places where the sun is hard to reach, and there are actually a lot of people in this community. When Xie Ran walked in all the way, he saw many old men and women gathered in front Dancing and playing chess under a hundred-year-old banyan tree, even where he stands now, people pass by from time to time.

Because of this, Xie Ran didn't even dare to look too clearly, so as not to be regarded as a suspicious person by others.

Speaking of it, if it is "Three Floods Chonglong", the yin energy here is too light.

And... even Hei Wu, who is a ghost clan, can't see it, how can Xie Ran see it.

He was not very good at observing Yin Qi.

Xie Ran's eyes returned to the original place, and he raised Cheng Cheng who was stunned and staring: "In short, he has to go back with me first, I can't let a dead soul who will be filled with resentment at any time run around outside."

"Then let's go." Black Mist said naturally.

Xie Ran took a step back and frowned: "You still want to follow?"

"Of course, little bird, do you think..."

Before he finished speaking, a hesitant and puzzled voice suddenly came from behind Xie Ran: "Little, little boss?"

Xie Ran turned his head abruptly, and Cheng Cheng, who was held in his hand, was shocked all over.

It was Gan Qiuli who finally walked back, standing not far away watching him.

"Why are you here? Aren't you in the store?" Gan Qiuli turned her head suspiciously, making sure that she had been walking back all the time, "Are you here to find me?"

Xie Ran paused, and quickly thought up his words: "Auntie? So your home is here? I received a... contact from a customer, and I came to talk about things... I walked faster on the road."

"That's it." Gan Qiuli smiled, "Would you like to come up and sit down? My family lives in this unit, 302."

"No, I'm leaving first," he paused, "I'll visit again when I have a chance next time."

"Hey, good." Gan Qiuli has a good impression of this young studio boss, and she is very enthusiastic. "If you are free, come and have a sit. I am usually at home on Saturdays."

"Okay." Xie Ranke said politely, and left the community quickly.

The places he passed through were full of people, Xie Ran wanted to drive away the black mist but there was nothing he could do, until he returned to his studio, he said coldly: "What are you still following me for?"

"Little Que'er, what you said is wrong." The black mist drifted back to the ceiling, and he seemed to like it very much, "You open the door to meet guests, and I can naturally come to the door. What do you mean by following you? If you want to talk, you can just pretend that I am curious about the story of this kid, okay?"

"I open the door to sell paintings, what kind of customer are you?" Xie Ran pursed his lips and walked in, "Please go back."

He crossed the hall and opened the inner door.

The inside is actually the place where he sleeps. Xie Ran doesn’t take up space when he sleeps. The space other than the bed is full of sundries. There is a wall facing the bed, and half of it is covered with slender vines. Blossoming small white flowers.

He hung Cheng Cheng's almost sluggish soul in the flowers.

The black mist floated in. Seeing this scene, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, and soon his voice was tinged with a smile: "I said that your studio smells so good from afar, so it's because you planted this."

"Is this unusual for ghosts?" Xie Ran didn't turn his head.

"Who knows... It's quite strange to me anyway." Heiwu said, "Little Que'er, since you sell paintings, why don't you sell me one too? Customers always buy paintings, right?"

"Our store is a bully, and the owner has a bad temper. He doesn't want to do your business."

Heiwu said helplessly, "Am I so annoying?"

Have.

Xie Ran wanted to say that it would not be a good idea to snatch his tofu curds as soon as they met.

I can't think about it carefully, the more I think about it, the more angry I get.

He paused, and found a decent reason: "It's been two hours since you entered the store, and you don't even show your true face, isn't it very pleasing? Besides, you know that I sell here What painting?"

Hei Wu was taken aback, then laughed softly.

"You want to see what I look like, tell me earlier, little bird." He laughed for a long time, and the black mist gradually changed.

Xie Ran looked sideways——

I saw the black mist hanging upside down on the ceiling moving, starting from the bottom after a while, as if an invisible sculpture knife was silently carving on the black mist, and gradually "melted" into a star with a nose and eyes. head.

That pair of facial features has an indescribable heroism. He looks about 20 years old, with slightly curly black hair, the length of which exceeds the jaw, and a pair of elegant and thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.When the head was completely exposed, the man finally opened his eyes, and a strange light flashed in the long and narrow eyes hidden under the lens.

Just this ray of light made the whole face "live" completely, like the mountains and rivers have consciousness, and the spring breeze has more voices.

Xie Ran's heart trembled, an indescribable emotion clenched his entire heart.

He seemed to be... waiting for these eyes for a long time.

The black mist receded to the position below the collarbone and stopped, the ghost just hung upside down and said to Xie Ran: "What painting are you selling?"

"'Resurrection Studio', selling paintings to revive the soul." Xie Ran stared at him, trying to search for information about this face from the depths of his memory, but found nothing, "You...what's your name?"