hing us into the ditch."Damn it, Qiao! Unbuckle your seatbelt! We're making a run for it!" The car rammed straight into a haystack by the roadside.I have a psychological shadow toward hay bales. Last...I was wearing a long-sleeved shirt and pants pajama, with an outer jacket, and slippers when I went out.

I really regret not changing into my sneakers when I was running downstairs. Looks like I'll have to be ready at all times from now on.

Fortunately, the old man in front was walking slowly and absentmindedly. Sometimes he would even stop nervously, looking very strange on the deserted street at dawn.

A passing taxi stopped and looked at him, asking if he needed a ride. The old man didn't answer. The driver muttered to himself, "Is this a drunk or an idiot" then drove off.

"...Wandering around like this, how long are we going to keep following him"

I'm a little down. If it was far, I'd just take a taxi and follow along. I'm wearing those big fluffy slippers, though.

The little red paper figurine hanging on Mu Wanchen's shoulder lowered its head and said to me, "Little Princess Consort, your shoes look like little lambs. Won't they be too hot"

It's not hot, this is this year's fashion trend, who said that weather in the 20s and 30s can't be fluffy

Mu Wanchen heard the words of the red paper figurine, lowered his head to look at my shoes, and frowned slightly: "How do you walk in these shoes."

Slippers are meant to be worn indoors, not for walking outside.

There were hardly any people on the street now, so he simply went to the barrier and reached out to pick me up. I sat on his arm, stretching out my hand to hold onto his neck, resting my chin on my arm.

The little red person said in a sly and eerie tone, "Oh, oh, oh~ Little Princess, you're so delicate, you need to be carried everywhere you go~"

I raised my finger and made a "rip" motion towards the little red man. He immediately shut his mouth.

Mu Wanchen hugged me with one arm, like holding a child, lifting me up so I could see far. At the front, by the alley entrance, was a hair salon with dim red lighting. Two women stood at the door smoking.

"Oh, what a great figure..." This definitely wasn't a compliment to me.

"Hee hee, it's late at night, why not bring your wife home Where did you pick her up" Another woman with a cigarette in her mouth winked at Mu Wanchen.

Mu Wanchen's face was mostly covered by me, so they didn't see this ancestor with his face hidden.

Little Hong Ren (that's Liang Xiaogē), he whispered, "Women outside are so open. Halfway through the night, they gather around a cloth standing on the street..."

"These aren't ordinary women!" I whispered, admonishing him. "These are female fairies who have cultivated to perfection!"

Liang Xiaoguo chuckled softly: "Even your esteemed brother said so! When I was staying at his place before, he warned me to be careful on the streets and not be lured into a dark room by female demons to be drained dry, and have to pay for it!"

Ha ha, this sentence is very vivid.

"...Stop gossiping, is another paper man on him" Mu Wanchen asked in a low voice.

Xiaohong replied immediately: “Yes, I hid in the pocket of his shirt at that time. I wouldn't fall out. As long as he returned home, I would go and search through it.”

"Are you the one who made the yellow paper figures too" I couldn't help but ask.

"Well, yeah, both paper figures are under my control. I can switch and operate them, hehe, am I pretty amazing Originally, the other one could find someone else to use, as long as they cooperated with Lord Shaman's Soul-Capturing Art. But… it seems a bit inconvenient to find someone in the middle of the night, so I'm the only one who can be summoned at any time!" He said with an air of seeking praise.

I couldn't help reaching out and poking Xiao Hongren. He almost fell, and he scrambled up onto Mu Wanchen's shoulder in fright.

Walking through the streets at night, a gentle evening breeze blew, I held onto Mu Wanchen's shoulder tightly. The warmth from his body flowed continuously to me. I wasn't cold at all, but rather felt a bit warm.

The old man in front was much more pathetic. His steps were unsteady in the night wind, and when he passed over a bridge I feared he would fall into the water headfirst.

Finally, I arrived at an apartment building. This surprised me a bit; the old man must be quite wealthy to live here. How could he possibly afford this place

In the video, his house looked luxurious, but this place looks like an ordinary residence.

“This place is crowded and chaotic, making it easy to hide. Perhaps the practitioner is here.” Mu Wanchen explained in a hushed voice.

Living beings go about their lives, sometimes not even knowing who they brush shoulders with.

Such an ordinary dwelling, one wonders what kind of people reside within.

Little Red told me in a low voice, "Little Princess, this kind of place is very convenient to enter and exit, and there are many blind spots for surveillance cameras... Remember to avoid these places when you see them in the future."

I nodded.

The old man had already walked into the narrow alley between the two houses.

The alley was a mess of crisscrossing wires and air conditioners stacked haphazardly.

"Lower your head." Mu Wanchen reminded me in a low voice.

He was too tall, he had to squat down slightly to avoid the clothesline swaying overhead while holding me. It was so cramped in here, I told him to put me down and let me walk myself.

"Do you think they're deliberately going in circles" I asked suspiciously. "This place... doesn't look like somewhere a wealthy person would come at all... eh"

The old man walked through the alley, and suddenly a black sedan with no lights appeared outside the alley. The rear door opened, and the old man got in as if in a dream.

"——Ah Liang." Mu Wanchen called out in a low voice.

"Got it!" A-Liang replied quickly, and then there was no more sound.

I reached out and poked Xiao Hongren, who was completely sprawled on Mu Wanchen's shoulder, unresponsive.

"What's the matter Where's A Liang" I asked, clutching the little red figurine.

"He's gone ahead," Mu Wanchen said in a low, cold voice. " ...Someone's waiting for us."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind swept through the alley, both in front and behind us. I turned around and pressed myself against his back, looking over my shoulder.

From the direction we came, a thick darkness was spreading now.

Along the sides of the buildings, across the ground, over the wires, windows, and pipes... it spread towards me little by little.

It seemed like there were others here before us. Mu Wanchen grasped my hand with one, and with the other, he unfolded a talisman.

The faint indigo flame flickered and vanished, turning the paper into ash.

One star, two wheels, three fire lamps... Four seasons of offerings... Unfilial children, do you still remember the teachings of your ancestors...

That raspy male voice appeared again!

It was the same withered, black-spotted giant claw that had been before me.

I was trembling, clinging tightly to Mu Wanchen. He seemed to sense my fear, no matter if I stood in front or behind him. So he reached out and hugged me under his ribs, letting me wrap my arms around his waist so that I could see him from both the front and back.

The front and back of the alley were identical darkness.

In the thick darkness, a towering human figure gradually emerged.

I nervously bit my lip, afraid I would scream in fright.

"Old monster, you still have remnants of your power in this world I never would have thought..." Mu Wanchen said softly.

That raspy male voice chuckled with difficulty, saying in a strange and eerie tone: "Of course you wouldn't think of it... You're only just a child... obediently, hand her over..."e sinister and vicious energy seeping in through the wound is very dangerous. I've already had someone make medicine, and I'll go back later to get Lian Long to take a look... But what's strange is th...