"Hey, Xiao Zhao, this dog looks good!"

When Zhao Yiran returned to the rented community, Uncle Wang, who was sitting at the door, looked at Xiaoling in Zhao Yiran's arms and exclaimed at Old Li's head beside him.

"Uncle Wang, Uncle Li, you two are resting, I'll go back first!"

Zhao Yiran responded with a smile, carrying two large plastic bags in his left hand and carrying Xiaoling in his right hand, walking towards the community.

The plastic bag contains Zhao Yiran's achievements in the afternoon.

That is to give Xiao Lingling a pound of Lingyang Ginseng and a pound of Blood Bone Grass that he needs to evolve.

This Lingyang Ginseng is not difficult to buy, but the Blood Bone Grass took some effort to find it in the Chinese herbal medicine market for a long time.

After Zhao Yiran turned around and left the two old men sitting at the door, the smiles on his face disappeared, but replaced by a hint of heavy expression.

What makes Zhao Yiran like this is naturally the "mysterious" mentioned in the explanation of "Lingzhu".

The analysis of the word "mystery" and the ability shown by his spiritual beast made Zhao Yiran think of the strange things he encountered recently.

In the evening, Zhao Yiran's figure was pulled very long, mapped on the ground, and twisted on the debris piled up in the aisles of the community, making it look unusually weird.

Woo~Wool~Wool~Wool~!

Xiao Ling, who was held in Zhao Yiran's arms, poked her head and stared at Zhao Yiran's shadow, and the miscellaneous object that was also holding the shadow, opened her mouth and barked a few times.

Hearing Xiao Ling's scream, Zhao Yiran tightened his arms and carried the bag, and his pace became a little faster.

The community where Zhao Yiran rented was said to be a community, but in fact it only has three units in one building.

It is an old community, near the school. In addition to the Uncle Wang and Uncle Li, I just met, there are all college student tenants.

Most of them go out early and come back late.

Zhao Yiran lives in the innermost unit three, 101.

...

"No one has come!"

Zhao Yiran stood in front of the 101's security door, checking the situation of the security door left and right, with the bought herbs under his feet, and Xiaoling stood by.

When you go out, a small piece of transparent tape attached to the threshold connected to the security door has no sign of passiveness.

Zhao Yiran nodded secretly.

Thorn~!

Scream~!

Removed the transparent tape, Zhao Yiran carefully opened the anti-theft iron door and looked into the room without rushing to go in.

But just by looking at this, Zhao Yiran's brows became heavier.

In the sight, in the living room, all kinds of furniture are quietly placed.

Coffee table, sofa...

Chair?

The chair is gone again!

No one has ever come in, why is the chair no longer in its original position?

window?

There is a solid anti-theft net around the one floor, so it is impossible for anyone to come in through the window.

Before leaving the door in the morning, Zhao Yiran specially placed the chair next to the sofa and against the wall.

At this moment, there are no chairs beside the sofa!

Plop~!

Plop~!

Zhao Yiran's heart was beating violently, and the corners of his mouth were a little dry.

Only the breath emitted from the room was in my ears, and the howling sound of the collision between the air in the corridor.

Xiaoling seemed to be moved, and her eyes suddenly showed a sense of vigilance.

Xiaoling's changes caused Zhao Yiran's heart to move.

Slowly turning his head, Zhao Yiran looked at Xiaoling. Xiaoling's mouth twitched slightly, and his beard trembled with the intertwined and collided breath.

Woo ~!

The abnormal movements of the chair and the actions of the little spirit happened almost at the same moment.

Zhao Yiran was not slow to react, and he leaned sideways to avoid the sofa beside him.

Because in Zhao Yiran's sight, the moving chair seemed to become blurred when Xiao Ling pounced on him.

In a vaguely, Zhao Yiran looked at the chair and the chair came alive completely. A pair of resentful eyes suddenly appeared on the chair surface of the chair, and the legs of the four chairs seemed to appear with barbs, shaking, ferocious!

It seemed that two black-haired ears floated on the backrest of the chair.

In this way, how could this be a chair?

This is simply...

In an instant, Zhao Yiran decided that this chair was a complete mystery!

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