I Like Weird the Most

Phew!

The table trembled unceasingly. If He Wenzhi hadn't controlled his strength, it would probably have been shattered into slag in an instant.

Fortunately, those meals did not fly high, although some juice was spilled out, but it was harmless.

Han Yumeng was so frightened by this sudden action that she jumped up and dropped her phone.

She took a few steps back in a hurry, a little panicked, her eyes blinked, and she seemed to be dodging.

What the hell happened to him... Could it be because I took advantage of him sleeping... So now he...

Han Yumeng panicked and couldn't figure it out.

He Wenzhi frowned deeply, walked over to pick up Han Yumeng's cell phone, and flipped through the pages of the novel.

At the same time, he also took out his mobile phone, first swipe to Vice Captain Wei's number, then to Captain Chen's number, and tap to dial.

Soon, the call was connected.

Ask?

Yes. He Wenzhi responded, and said, Team Chen, you come to check someone, he is an online novel writer...

He Wenzhi reported the novelist's pen name and the title of the book at the same time.

Team Chen was curious: Why check a writer?

The content in his book is exactly the same as the monster we were talking about in the ghost street pharmacy early this morning!

What? Team Chen was also surprised.

After all, He Wenzhi already mentioned this kind of thing yesterday, but it happened again?

Team Chen calmed down quickly, and asked, Could it also be written by Senior Chen's sister? I heard that Internet writers often change their pen names.

I'll ask later, and you should check there first.

Okay. Captain Chen agreed.

Immediately afterwards, the phone was hung up.

He Wenzhi found Li Ziru's phone number again.

The two seniors in Ghost Street were very friendly towards He Wenzhi, probably because He Wenzhi had wiped out so many ghosts, and at the same time, because of that name, he had invisibly protected the safety of Chunshi, so they treated him quite well. It is important that they offered to exchange contact information when they parted yesterday.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected, and Li Ziru's slightly tired voice came from the other end.

Ask my little friend, but something happened?

Senior, I saw that monster yesterday in a novel again! He Wenzhi said, and reported the author's pen name and the title of the book: This can't be written by someone from Zhenmensi again. Bar?

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and said: I have never heard of this pseudonym and book title, but it is not impossible.

Question, you like hunting ghosts, I know you are also anxious, but this matter has to be done slowly, there are not enough clues at present to make an accurate judgment.

If you really care, I will find time later to help you ask to see if there are other people in Zhenmusi who also work as part-time Internet writers.

He Wenzhi: ...

He always felt that the other party didn't seem to trust him in this matter.

Is it really just a coincidence?

At this time, Li Ziru continued: Ask me, Tiankui and I will go out to search for clues about the sewer in the past two days, and if we find the sewer, we may be able to find the source of this incident. It is divided into two investigations.

If you are concerned about that matter, see if you can follow the clues to find it, and on my side, follow the tomb.

Once the two sides have news, they will tell each other.

Also, if there are ghosts appearing in Chunshi, I will trouble you for the time being.

OK.

The two of them didn't say anything more. Actually, there is no need to explain the ghost thing at all. He Wenzhi will definitely not let it go when they meet He Wenzhi.

It's just the way the other party showed, they seemed to feel that He Wenzhi was making a fuss.

Maybe it's because of the different angles.

After all, in He Wenzhi's heart, he is probably more obsessed with ghosts than everyone else, but he doesn't want to let go of any clues.

The possibility of a coincidence couldn't be completely ruled out, but he still decided to pay more attention.

After all, there have been so many coincidences, so is it really a coincidence?

Li Ziru, as someone who has experienced it, shouldn't have missed this point, but it may be that he is worried about something different.

His focus is currently on the corpse stitcher. Perhaps he feels that the threat is greater, and it is the target that Zhenmensi needs to solve first.

He Wenzhi thought to himself, and handed the phone to Han Yumeng.

Han Yumeng took it carefully, and asked weakly, What's the matter?

He Wenzhi thought for a while: You also know that I catch ghosts, right?

Yeah. Han Yumeng nodded.

The novel you read this time seems to be in trouble again.

Ah? Han Yumeng was taken aback for a moment, then remembered something, she panicked inexplicably, and hurried to He Wenzhi's side.

She grabbed the corner of He Wenzhi's clothes: No, wouldn't reading novels attract ghosts again?

Han Yumeng really panicked, if this is the case, then she quit novels.

He Wenzhi's heart moved when he heard this.

Could it be that Han Yumeng really has this passive skill?

After the meteor shower came, many people actually awakened, but some people's abilities may not be outstanding, or they usually don't show it very much.

You went back to sleep by yourself that night, and then you felt something, were you reading a novel at that time? He Wenzhi asked.

Yes. Han Yumeng nodded, feeling even more nervous for a while.

Hearing such an answer, He Wenzhi felt that maybe he could give it a try.

Regardless of whether it is a coincidence that the monster in the novel appeared in reality, but if a ghost really came to Han Yumeng, it would be an opportunity to increase the attribute points if he caught it.

Even if he can't use it himself, he can use it for Huang Xiaoyan. As Huang Xiaoyan's strength improves, He Wenzhi's attribute points can also increase.

Moreover, Huang Xiaoyan has always said that Han Yumeng has the potential to become a repeat customer. Could it be that Huang Xiaoyan has already seen it?

Seeing that He Wenzhi didn't speak, Han Yumeng became even more frightened.

She was indeed reading a novel that night, and she really felt as if something was peeping at herself.

After having a ghost encounter, the feeling of goosebumps all over the body is absolutely unmistakable.

Could it be... Do you really want to quit novels?

In this way, after the two finished their lunch, He Wenzhi began to exercise.

Being told that just now, Han Yumeng is very scared now, she dare not go back to her own house next door even in the daytime, so she can only stay here, staring straight at He Wen who is exercising on the balcony Of.

…………

As the sun set, the orange-red afterglow shone down, and the whole street was illuminated red.

Han Yumeng ordered another large box of takeaway according to the usual dishes.

The two ate happily.

Don't worry, with me here, you can safely and boldly read novels in your own room at night. He Wenzhi said while eating: I have already collected the money, and no one can take your life away. ! I'm sure!

He is so comforting.

Han Yumeng: Does it have to be like this?

Just try, and if it works, that thing you said was staring at you can be taken care of tonight.

Han Yumeng thought about it, and finally agreed.

After all, if she doesn't solve it, she will only be stared at. She believes that she can't be wrong about her feelings that night.

If it can't be solved, it can only be protected by He Wenzhi.

But is he willing to protect it all the time?

Han Yumeng was very scared, but she also understood these reasons.

She ate the food bite by bite, but felt that it was tasteless.

…………

the other side.

Under the setting sun, a mother and son are on their way home.

The mother held the boy's hand, and the boy was holding a small cage with a big white rabbit inside.

Under the rays of the setting sun, the original white rabbit's long hair was reflected red.

The second chapter is finally finished, sorry everyone, the speed of the code word is really a bit slow. And I feel a little unbearable, dizzy, tinnitus, and nausea. I think I should sleep first, and write the remaining three chapters when I get up during the day. Sorry guys.