"Hua, Uncle Hua?"

Ling Tian spoke uncertainly.

He Jiahua was stunned and immediately recognized Ling Tianlai. His memory was obviously much better than Ling Tian.

"Are you Ling Tian?"

"It's me, Uncle Hua, are you?"

Ling Tian was also very happy to see his former neighbor, but just pointed to the broom in He Jiahua's hand, with a strange expression. After all, he was blocked by a man holding a broom in the middle of the night and would never think it was a good thing no matter how he thought about it.

Before He Jiahua could speak, the aunt holding her daughter spoke first.

"Old man, do you know me?"

Looking at the aunt's suspicious gaze, Ling Tian quickly threw a harmless smile from humans and animals: "Hello, auntie."

The aunt looked up and down for a while before nodding unhappyly, then looked at He Jiahua with suspicious eyes.

As a couple who have lived for decades, He Jiahua instantly understood what his wife meant: "I watched Ling Tian grow up, and it is impossible for me to do that kind of thing."

The aunt's eyes were still scrutinized, but her expression was much more kinder than before. She nodded slowly, as if she had said hello.

Ling Tian was a little confused, so: "Uncle Hua, what's going on? Is there a thief?"

The streets near the hotel are crisscrossing and there are many situations of random construction, which are enough to make people who are agile to walk through the house.

Thieves and the like are not uncommon here, but this place is also the focus of police patrols, and the people are very tough. If something happened to one family, ten families helped. The thief caught was caught after pursuing and blocking them. The fate of the thief was very miserable. A few years ago, a thief was beaten to death.

He Jiahua shook his head and waved his hand in a hurry: "No, no."

Ling Tian was even more confused. The aunt's suspicion of Ling Tian had not been completely eliminated. When she saw her husband's appearance, she felt even more angry and spoke sarcastically.

"Ling Tian, ​​right? Alas, I don't know where the beast came from. I squatted outside our bathroom every day to peek. If I catch him, I will have to beat him to death."

Ling Tian was stunned and couldn't help but look at the girl in the aunt's arms. She was in her 20s and looked very good, and she was a model of a jasper in her family.

Feeling Ling Tian's gaze, the girl ran into the room shyly, and He Jiahua even coughed twice to remind him.

Ling Tian was immediately embarrassed: "Oh, oh, is the bathroom glass not blocked?"

He Jiahua was about to speak, but the aunt was already speaking first: "I blocked it, why didn't I block it? You said you couldn't even see the figure. You still had to watch something outside. If you want to see it, you should come in and see it directly. As long as you dare to come, I will let you see it enough."

The aunt looked around and instantly entered shrew mode.

Ling Tian touched his nose. He was not those old ladies, so he couldn't answer these words. However, his eyes looked at the house and thought of the girl just now, and his heart moved.

He suspected that the person who insisted on peeking at his career through the opaque glass is most likely to be that pervert.

Thinking of this, he reached out to pick up the broom that He Jiahua had already put down: "Uncle Hua, aunt, I checked it. I didn't see anyone when I first came here. Maybe that guy was hiding in some corner."

When the aunt who was cursing loudly heard this, her head suddenly shrank: "Be careful, why don't the aunt ask you for help?"

Seeing that the aunt didn't even want He Jiahua to help, Ling Tian couldn't help but feel funny, but on the surface he looked concerned: "No, it's so late, everyone is sleeping. Besides, even if I really hide here, I yelled and I would probably scare the grandson."

Ling Tian said it is true. If he is really that pervert, he doesn't even need to yell and will be frightened.

The aunt understood the wrong meaning and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, this kind of person has the least courage, then, I'll ask you."

Ling Tian nodded and walked towards one corner under the worried gaze of the old couple.

There was a dead end there, piled up with no furniture, which seemed very messy, and hiding one or two people was easy. I remember that the thief who was beaten to death was hidden in such a place and did not run away.

When he walked into the corner, Ling Tian nodded to the old couple, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly as soon as he entered the dead end.

Just on a shabby sofa in the alley, there was a thin figure sitting with raised cheekbones and a skinny face. His thin figure made him sit on the single sofa out of the double sofa.

At this moment, he opened his eyes at the window where there was no light coming out, and murmured to himself: "Why haven't come out yet? Why haven't come out yet?"

The backrest of the sofa vaguely revealed his original appearance through his body. Combined with his appearance, if someone sees it in the middle of the night, it will scare others to death.

But no one could see him, and Ling Tian, ​​the only one who could see him, would not feel afraid at all.

After walking a few steps forward, Ling Tian raised his broom and shook it in front of the man: "Hey, I have something to do with you."

"Don't make trouble, get out of here."

The man waved his hand and didn't even raise his head.

Ling Tian was speechless by his reaction and couldn't help but increase the volume: "You kid has grown up, right?"

The man finally came to his senses, turned his head and saw that it was Ling Tian, ​​and immediately stood up from the sofa, and moved backwards with trembling body: "I'll get out of here, get out of here."

"If you dare to touch, you will die."

The man was a pervert. When he heard Ling Tian's words, he didn't dare to move again. He cried and looked at Ling Tian pitifully: "I did nothing?"

"Didn't do it?" Ling Tian pointed to the window: "What is that?"

The expression on the man's face was even more sad, with a hint of strangeness in it: "Shopkeeper, you can only see a blurry shadow in this window. I just have a lot of fun. Is this OK?"

Ling Tian almost couldn't help laughing and nodded quickly: "Okay, go to my room and wait for me."

"Ah, I, I'm not interested in men."

"Get out, I'll ask you for help if you have something to do."

"oh oh."

The man agreed, but his eyes were circling around. Ling Tian hurriedly reminded: "If you dare not go, I promise you will die in a miserable state."

"I'm already dead in a miserable state."

"Then die again."

Ling Tian glared at his eyes, and immediately frightened the man. He nodded and drowned and floated towards the hotel.

Seeing that the man did not change his route without authorization, Ling Tian nodded with satisfaction and walked out of the dead end.

"Ling Tian, ​​how about it? I just heard a sound inside. Look, the aunt's knife is ready."

Seeing Ling Tian go out, the aunt stretched out her head from behind He Jiahua to ask, while asking, shaking the kitchen knife in her hand.

"There is no sound. I am moving things. If you want to check, you have to check thoroughly."

"That's good, that's good, thank you."

Ling Tian waved his hand, responded casually for a few words and rushed towards the shop. The aunt's voice came from behind.

"Old man, this young man is good and knows the truth. Why don't he let him have a partner with our daughter?"

Ling Tian staggered and almost fell down. Thinking of the little girl who had just glanced at her, his heart was also shaking. Daddy, is this the real function of the Spirit of Wan?
Chapter completed!