"It's not me, I raised it."

Under Yu Xing's questioning with a smile, as if everything was clear, the young man was hoarse and his speech was a little faster.

He grabbed the mouse rubbing against his neck with one hand and finally took a step.

The mouse landed on the ground and was trampled to death by the boy before he could react. His internal organs and blood were instantly exploded.

Blood splattered on the upper of the red cloth shoes and was immediately soaked in, but the red mixed with red, and there was no trace of it.

The shrill whisper of the big gray rat was only halfway and stopped abruptly. The young man didn't even stop. After stepping on the mouse, he walked forward step by step.

It seemed that he agreed to the proposal that Yu Xing made and let him walk ahead.

Yu Xing found it more and more interesting.

He looked at the corpse of the rat on the ground and judged the strength of the boy. The boy did not raise his legs to step on it. He could just walk the mouse with normal walking a little bit.

He is a "thin" strange boy.

What's even more strange is that although the young man's yin energy was heavy, he could not be sure whether it was a ghost or a human. His breath was between the two, like a thin steel lock between life and death, shaking constantly.

To be honest, Yu Xing seemed to have had the same feeling from the Xu family.

This young man was either a terrifying ghost in Taoism or a so-called talented man in this era, holding evil magic in his hands and dealing with ghosts every day.

Yu Xing followed the boy slowly with a step. This time, the two of them had the opposite position. The boy was walking in front of him a little cramped, while Yu Xing followed calmly and stared at the boy's back with his eyes.

His gaze is not light.

This street is neither long nor short, and it quickly came to its end step by step.

There are three forks in front, and the left and right are alleys turning to the other two streets, and then we go forward to the main entrance of a rice shop.

The figure of the boy stopped at this fork in the road. Yu Xing's eyes deepened. He wanted to see how the boy would "predict" his route, but "coincidentally" went with him again.

Three seconds later, the boy walked to the left.

When choosing the road on the left, the boy didn't even look back, as if he didn't care where I, a man who had only one street on the same road, would have gone. If the gray rat had not exposed him, it would have been quite like that.

Yu Xing watched his figure disappear, and then walked to the right.

He turned into the alley.

The alley is winding and long, only as wide as two people, and it is simply caught by the houses of the two neighbors.

The walls in the alley are still dirty, and because they are cramped, they are even more gray, and there is no lantern for lighting.

Yu Xing quickly came out of the alley, but the moment he looked up, his eyebrows moved.

The entrance of the alley is not a brand new street.

Instead, the one he had just walked past was from shops, and there was a "Laicai Street" with a famous street sign on the street.

The crack in the door of the pastry shop was a little wider, and the inside was still pitch black.

The festive red window paper on the window was blown away by the wind, and it was half-dead like a person hanging his head.

The boy wearing gray clothes and a pair of bright red cloth shoes was just ten meters away in front of him, and he was parked there, as if waiting for him.

Yu Xing did not hesitate and raised his legs and walked forward: "A coincidence, I'm not here to see you again."

He didn't mention anything he had just deliberately chosen the opposite direction from the boy.

Even the one who was plotted against him seemed too easy.

When he walked to the boy, the boy opened his mouth, without any pride, no tension, no emotion, and was straightforward and as if it was a piece of white paper.

"I said it."

The boy turned his head slightly and showed a pitch-black eye from his messy short hair.

"We, go together."

Yu Xing looked at him with his blue pupils, and the corners of his lips curled up again.

He smiled like a fox—also literally, with his long narrow eyes raised, and his eyebrows pressed against the charm of the mole at the moment, dispersing all the feminine aura that might be mixed with due to the soft outline. It makes people realize at a glance that he looks like a vixen monster, but not a female fox, but a male fox.

"Are you sure you really want to go all the way with me?"

Yu Xing's eyes showed a fierce light that was exposed after being provoked, and he mixed with the smile in his eyes, unable to tell which one was the real one.

"Humans and ghosts can be different from each other, but they have to keep a distance from monsters. Ghosts also pay attention to cause and effect, but monsters only want to absorb your essence. What you have learned is useless to deal with monsters~"

The boy asked: "Are you, a demon?"

Yu Xing was talking nonsense, really trying to tease this interesting boy. He nodded slightly, but suddenly brought out some truth in his speech: "The person who sent you only found out that I was a warder, right?"

"You guys, why don't you check what he experienced when he entered the mountain?"

"The head of the urch passed by my doorstep and hunted a fox nephew. I sucked his essence and put it on his skin."

The boy's dark pupils shrank slightly.

The emotions revealed from this eye alone make people wonder that the young man is seriously considering the possibility that the person in front of him is a fox demon.

Brother Yu Xing and his brother put their hands on the boy and leaned over. They could be said to be like what they learned, showing a hint of invisible hunger: "Did the person behind you give you, a little mouse, to me as food?"

"Look, you are not a mouse, little guy, the mouse you just gave me is too small. I really don't like it, but your size looks quite suitable."

The cursed black mist was controlled by him, condensed into a fox-headed look in the night, covering his face.

Because I can't see clearly, the boundaries of the black fog are almost integrated with the dim air, making it even more mysterious and lively.

Yu Xing leaned close to the boy's face with the fox head, and a faint blue halo radiated from his pupils: "I wonder if you have any mice that taste good?"

The boy shook his hand away and took several steps back. The tip of his ears showed red blood, almost the same color as the cloth shoes on his feet: "I don't taste delicious!"

For the first time, his tone showed obvious turmoil, and he even forgot to refute that he was sent by someone.

Yu Xing laughed sincerely, but it sounded like a fox demon preparing before the last meal.

Yu Xing thought, it's even.

The young man used ghosts to hit the wall to scare him, thinking he had never seen it before, so he made up a man-eating fox demon to scare him back.

While scaring people, he also confirmed the other party's purpose.

It was indeed sent by someone.

Since the person behind the hidden mission has made a countermeasure to light the lights every night in order to cover up Li Huaihua's death, it means that at least the whereabouts of Li Huaihua's soul cannot be known so far.

Since that's the case, how could people not stare at Li Huaihua's yard?

Either use some evil magic to stare at yourself, or put a peek at you for yourself.

When Yu Xing created this hidden task, he knew that he and Zhao Ruru had entered Li Huaihua's yard must have been seen. However, he did not notice the snooping line belonging to humans or ghosts at that time, so he thought that it would be better to be passive than to take the initiative, just wait.

This young man came later than he thought.

At first, he felt the yin energy around him suddenly become thicker and the temperature drops, and he knew that someone had come to him.

He was waiting for the other party to attack, but unexpectedly, the other party followed him all the way and only used some tricks to scare him, which made him a little confused.

It was not until Xiao Malan pointed out the position of the boy and put the useless tracking to an end that Yu Xing turned his head and saw the appearance of the stalker.

The boy was hiding under the coldness and numbness, and he was more willing to call this state social terror than gloomy.

After only one look, he was sure that this boy was not the boss behind the hidden mission, at most he was a "subordinate"? And he was probably the eyeliner who was monitoring Li Huaihua's yard.

Seeing the cloth tiger turning into a gray mouse with his own eyes, Yu Xing even understood why he didn't notice his sight at the entrance of Li Huai Garden.

It turns out that the monitor is a mouse.

This young man is probably a stranger who can control rats. There are many evil tricks related to rats. Looking at the gate of the courtyard were real rats. In this city, there were countless mice and various insects after nightfall, and even Yu Xing didn't pay much attention.

It is precisely because the boy was related to rats that Yu Xing thought of such a funny way when he was whim. Foxes eat mice, so the boy would also be a little afraid, right?

He didn't know if there was any such thing as a monster in the world view setting of this deduced performance, but monsters are like ghosts and gods. No matter whether they are true or false, they will always appear in people's mouths and become regular visitors among strange stories.

The young man is still a little younger. Since he has been in contact with ghosts and beasts, he will be more inclined to believe that there are really fox monsters in this world.

Yu Xing also imposed some physical pressure on the teenager's social fear, which immediately broke a crack in the boy's indifference shell, and this was exactly the flaw.

With his rank, the boy really can't play with him.

"I can only know if it tastes good or not. Anyway, the person who asked you to come over is giving up on you. You might as well become the food in my stomach. In this case, aren't we going to be the same way?"

Yu Xing frantically gave eye drops to the person behind the scenes, trying to let the boy reveal more. He put away the black fog fox head and smiled evilly, "Or, when I suck your essence and eat all your flesh and blood, I will put on your skin and walk with your skin. We can not only go the same way, but also use the same mouth and say the same sentence."

The boy took another step back.

Just as he moved, his lower body, or his feet wearing red cloth shoes, seemed to have some deviation from the commands of his brain. The movement was half a beat smaller, causing him to lose balance and fall on the dirty road.

Yu Xing did not miss this detail. He thought about it and suddenly had a new guess.

Isn’t this red cloth shoes with the strongest yin energy the boy wants to wear?

After all, the boy looked really out of place with this pair of shoes, and even showed signs of being restricted and controlled by this pair of shoes.

The boy, who felt embarrassed because of falling, got up slowly with a blank face. Then he seemed to be afraid of the fox demon's incident and wanted to run away first and make plans.

As soon as he turned around, he thought of running towards the alley behind. His movements looked stiff, but his speed was extremely fast, and there was no sound under his feet, as light as a feather, and it was impossible to tell that his body actually had strange power.

But in a flash, the boy felt his wrist being caught.
To be continued...