One punch and one ghost, you say this is mental illness?

"Who? Who stole Lao Tzu's doorbell? Hurry up and receive justice!" He stomped angrily.

His voice immediately woke up Chen Twelve and the others. Tao Yao opened the door and saw He Yan standing at the door and cursing.

"What's the matter?" Tao Yao looked at Chen 12 and the two who came in their coats with inquiring eyes.

The two shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know either.

He turned around angrily and kept cursing the wicked ghost who stole the doorbell.

"What happened?" Peach Demon asked.

He Yan kept the door open and said, "Bendiga's doorbell was stolen."

"Is that the Ultraman-shaped doorbell?" Peach Demon frowned slightly.

What era is this? Someone even stole the doorbell.

"Let's go and look for Bendiga. If Bendiga catches him, he will be killed." He Yan gritted his teeth and walked towards the elevator.

All the way to the main road, the road is empty, where is the shadow of ghosts?

He Yan was unhappy, he pointed at Chen Twelve and said, "Go over there and see if there is anyone suspicious."

"Okay." Chen Twelve yawned, and secretly vowed to smash the ghost that kept him from sleeping.

A group of people searched around the hotel a few times, but saw nothing.

He Yan sniffed, ready to go back.

"It's best not to let me catch you, or you'll be a good-looking, hateful thief." He Yan said fiercely.

Chen Twelve yawned again and said, "Don't be angry, I'll buy you another one tomorrow."

Hearing this, He Yan finally calmed down a little.

He pursed his lips and stretched out five fingers: "Buy me five."

"Fifty is fine." Chen Twelve smiled lightly.

The group of people tossed and tossed with He Yan for more than an hour, and finally returned to the embrace of the big bed.

Chen 12 fell asleep again after a while. He Yan opened his eyes, but he was still very angry and couldn't fall asleep at all.

In this way, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally He Yan sat up from the bed, meditated for a while, and He Yan got out of bed and went to the living room.

This time, after changing his clothes and carrying a small bag, he called the door without any hesitation.

After thinking about it, He Yan turned around and picked up the second ball on the bay window.

He decided not to sleep, and went directly to catch ghosts.

He Yan walked down the street with the sleeping Er Qiu in his arms, it was dark and empty.

He Yan's hair was blown by the bleak evening wind. Standing at the crossroads with his two balls in his arms, he suddenly remembered a legend that the crossroads at night were very dark.

Also, if you see money at a crossroads, you must never pick it up, because it is likely to be life-saving money lost by those ghosts, and if you pick it up, you will give your life to the other party by default.

Thinking of this, He Yan sneered, it's a fool not to pick up money.

Er Qiu stretched in his arms, suddenly felt something was wrong, why was it moving?And what's the matter with the wind in my ear?

After thinking about it, Er Qiu opened his eyes and saw He Yan's nostrils.

"I'm doing it, where is this?" Er Qiu exclaimed and jumped out of He Yan's arms.

It stood at the crossroads, looked at the four roads around it, and said unhappily, "Why did you drag me here if you don't sleep at night?"

"Bendiga's doorbell was stolen. I suspect that the other party is an evil spirit who stole the bell. Therefore, I want to uphold justice and get my doorbell back." He Wei said righteously.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to point back and forth on the four roads: "Order soldiers and generals, and whoever points to them will be who they are."

The voice fell, and his finger was on the road on the left.

"Go, this way." He Yan took the lead and walked forward.

Er Qiu curled his lips and shouted: "Can I not go?"

"Unfortunately, I can't." Neither can He Yantou.

As he walked, he saw a few red notes on the ground.

He Yan grinned and quickly bent down to pick it up.

It's brand new 400 yuan.

"You're lucky. Take the four hundred to buy a doorbell. Bendija is a blessing in disguise." He Yan kissed the ticket and put it in his pocket.

The second ball said: "It's not fun to pick it up, why bother."

"It's an idiot not to pick up money." He Yan snorted coldly.

Er Qiu curled his lips and said: "The money at the crossroads is unlucky. Some of them are life money given by ghosts. If you take this money, ghosts will come to your door. Some of them are lost by the family members of seriously ill people in the hospital. You can get rid of the serious illness, and if you pick up this money, you are likely to suffer from a serious illness."

Er Qiu earnestly tried to dissuade He Yan, but He Yan remained unmoved.

He sneered and said again: "It's a fool not to pick up money."

"But~"

"I'll use this money to treat you to chicken drumsticks." He Yan interrupted Er Qiu before he could finish speaking.

Hearing about eating chicken drumsticks, Er Qiu grinned and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I want to eat the big one."

"But this is life money..." He Yan made it difficult and sighed.

Er Qiu stared, glared at the surroundings, and roared angrily: "The money for life? Who dares to let go of the money for life, I will let him come and go."

"Hey hey, can you buy chicken legs like this?" Er Qiu smiled obsequiously.

He Yan nodded: "Sensible!"

After picking up 400 yuan, He Yan was in a good mood, but he was already here, so He Yan took the second ball and searched around.

In the end, Erqiu turned into Bai Ze and went back to the hotel with the exhausted He Yan on his back.

After He Yan fell asleep, Er Qiu secretly put his claws into He Yan's trouser pocket, and successfully drew out 100 yuan.

Putting the 100 yuan into his bag, Erqiu was in a good mood. He slept on the bay window, feeling happy.

What He Yan said makes sense, it is a fool not to pick up money!

No dream all night, why would you sleep comfortably until noon?

He had managed to forget about the doorbell to the back of his head.

He accidentally touched the money in his trouser pocket, He Yan counted it, and exclaimed: "Why are there only three?"

"What three?" Chen Twelve moved closer to him, looking curiously at the money in He Yan's hand.

He Yan turned to look at the second ball and asked, "Didn't I pick up four hundred yesterday?"

"No, you picked up three hundred." Er Qiu said innocently.

Even if it is killed, it will not admit that it took the 100 yuan.

It is said that when picking up money, the person who sees it has a share, and it is already benevolent to not take two hundred.

He Yan picked his feet and recalled, thinking for a long time, he still remembered the four hundred he picked up.

"Er Qiu, did you take my hundred?" He Yan narrowed his eyes dangerously and looked at Er Qiu.

"I don't have one." Er Qiu felt guilty and didn't dare to look at He Yan.

He Yan got up and ran away with the second goal.

So He Yan chased the second ball all over the room, and finally with the help of the system, He Yan pressed the second ball to the ground and reached out to flip the small bag on its back.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, help, rob." Er Qiu shouted angrily!

He Yan tore off his bag from it, and said: "Begin to suspect, guilty!"

Ever since, all the contents of the Erqiu pouch were shaken out.

There is a mobile phone and a 100 yuan bill.

"The evidence is convincing, you are dead!" He Yan clenched his fist, and hit Erqiu's hairy head with a big nose pocket.