Chapter 77 Vision Camera

Chen Yan looked at the spiritual vision camera and an idea came to his mind.

He turned on the spiritual vision camera, adjusted it to recording mode, clipped it to the inner placket of a piece of clothing on the hanger, and pointed the lens toward the bed.

In this way, the camera will record everything that happens in this bedroom tonight.

If Claude Moon came to his room again tonight and sneaked into his dreams, he would know tomorrow.

After further covering up the camera with other clothes, Chen Yan lay on the bed.

Drowsiness hit him like a tide, and he quickly called out.

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After Chen Yan fell asleep, a shadow appeared on the curtains.

The moon is exceptionally bright tonight, which results in a clear outline of the shadow - it looks like a person, but much taller than an ordinary person, with the top of his head almost touching the top of the window.

The shadow stood outside the third-floor window without an outer balcony, facing Chen Yan without saying a word or making any further movements.

If you look toward the third-floor window from outside the apartment at 33 Walker Street, you will see the feet of the shadow extending from the shadows between the houses.

It's like it's growing out of the shadows.

It has been hesitating whether to enter Chen Yan's bedroom.

Time passes quietly.

The 12 o'clock bell sounded from the Moon Clock Tower in the center of Yanan, and the shadow finally changed:

It seemed to sense something, turned its "head" and looked down at the other side of the street.

Across the street, under the constantly flickering street lights, a woman appeared there at some point.

Due to the lighting, the woman's upper body is hidden in the shadows, and only her calves and feet are visible.

On her legs were a pair of white fur pants and a pair of white high heels.

The moment Shadow saw her, an idea came to his mind.

'Leave the shadows.'

This thought does not belong to it.

This idea came from that strange woman!

If you leave the shadow, the shadow will have no "root", which will quickly disappear under the moonlight.

Shadow rejected the idea.

The next moment, the shadow on the curtain illuminated by the moonlight swayed obviously.

Under the bright moonlight, the shadows were no longer as thick as ink, but thinner than before.

The shadow was very surprised. It felt the presence of extraordinary power from the woman.

The extraordinary power from women is eroding its body.

The power was so strange that it almost forced its true form out of the shadows.

But it has no idea how that force works.

Until now, that power has not disappeared and continues to act on it - the shadow is getting lighter and lighter.

Just when it was at a loss in panic, a second thought appeared.

'When the twelfth bell of midnight rings, if the shadow still exists under the moonlight, then it will encounter continuous misfortune in the next three days.'

Is this...a curse?!

Shadow has never been exposed to such a simple curse.

It listened to the sound of bells coming from the Moon Clock Tower in the city center.

If it remembered correctly, the bell had rang for the eighth time.

"when……"

The dull ninth bell rang.

The sound of the bell seemed to be its reminder.

Shadow didn't dare to persist anymore.

It retreated into the shadows between the houses and looked at the woman wearing white fur and white high heels under the street lamp from a distance.

It has already given in, and if she continues to pester it, it will let her know how powerful it is.

However, the third thought still appeared in its mind.

'While the Moon Familiar remain in darkness, peace will surely emerge.'

Women don't push themselves too far.

It is not surprised by this, because it has already made concessions, and both sides are bound by the "No-Fight Pact".

In such a neighborhood where mortals are densely packed, there is no need to insist on a conflict with such a stranger who has only met once, under the punishment of "no fight".

It just doesn’t understand where the power in women’s words comes from?

Are women extraordinary beings like witches?

Because she is a witch, she can put curses into thoughts?

With too little contact, it can't be sure.

It took one last look at Chen Yan's bedroom.

With this woman causing trouble, there is no chance tonight.

It turned its head unwillingly and disappeared into the shadows under the eaves.

After it left, the woman stepped out of the shadows.

She stepped on the air, all the way up, as if there were invisible stairs in the air.

She went all the way to the third floor of No. 33 Walker Street, passed through the wall without any obstacles, and entered Chen Yan's bedroom.

She was sitting beside Chen Yan's bed, her white high heels swaying - she didn't seem to be very tall.

Although her movements were large, she did not cause the bed to shake - this was really not an easy task for a simple wooden bed.

She didn't take any more action and just sat next to Chen Yan.

Just like last time, she didn't leave Chen Yan's bedroom until dawn.

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Chen Yan woke up in a daze and subconsciously took out his mobile phone from under the pillow.

Then in the dim morning light, he saw the time on his watch, which was exactly 6:36 in the morning.

Chen Yan's biological clock wakes him up on time around this time every day.

He opened his eyes and could already smell the smell of food on the tip of his nose.

It tastes like hot paste with milk.

There are no mobile vendors at the entrance of No. 33 Walker Street because it is too close to the community police station, and the police sergeant, Klein Justus, cannot tolerate any sand in his eyes.

Is it the neighbor cooking?

Most likely not. The neighbor next to Chen Yan's bedroom is a nervous single male writer.

In the past month, Chen Yan could see him going out to buy brown bread every morning, but he had never seen him buying bread.

Could it be... that Nuomi Guo is cooking?

Chen Yan shivered inexplicably.

He didn't dare to go downstairs directly because he didn't have the courage to face the food made by Nuomiguo yet.

He quickly got out of bed, went to the clothes rack, and took out the vision camera.

Chen Yan breathed in the cold morning air, shuddered, and woke up more than half.

Quickly get back into bed and cover your whole body in it.

Then press the button to turn on the camera.

At the same time, turn on your phone’s vision camera.

With the advent of projection, images appeared in vision cameras.

In the picture, Chen Yan saw himself sleeping.

At the edge of the screen, at the window, Chen Yan saw a figure.

"grass……"
To be continued...