Into the Darkness of the Elves

Zhang Xuanjing patted the boy who was frightened by his own voice angrily, and signaled him to cheer up, don't be so shameful, how can he be a trainer of the ghost department just like this.

Xiao Hai swallowed, put away his fear, and nodded his head pretending to be calm.

Seeing that Xiao Hai seemed to have adjusted, Zhang Xuanjing took out the crying mask and Meow Meow's elf ball from his pocket, and with a flash of white light, he released the two guys together.

After the crying mask was released, feeling the gloomy environment next to it, I felt very happy, and kept flying around, feeling very happy.

Miao Miao, who was standing next to Zhang Xuanjing, looked at the crying mask flying in the sky with contemptuous eyes.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Xuanjing yelled at the crying mask. "Crying mask, come here."

As a result, Zhang Xuanjing's yelling was directly and selectively filtered out by the too excited crying mask.Miao Miao, who was next to Zhang Xuanjing, saw that the boy seemed to be itchy again, and stretched out his claws with a prick.

The crying mask in the sky suddenly felt a chill behind him, and he had a creepy feeling. He looked around with red eyes, and finally saw Zhang Xuanjing with a bad complexion and Brother Miao stretching his claws on the ground.

After a jolt, it quickly flew down from the sky. Under the watchful eyes of Meow Miao, it floated abruptly in the air and saluted Zhang Xuanjing to please Zhang Xuanjing.

Zhang Xuanjing rubbed Miaomiao's head, letting him control the urge to remove the crying mask with a knife, and asked the crying mask floating in front of him. "Can you sense ghost elves like you?"

The weeping mask, eager to express himself, nodded vigorously.

Zhang Xuanjing's eyes lit up, and he continued to ask about the crying mask. "Then here, have you found any other ghost-type elves or their aura?" Stretched out his finger, pointing to the cemetery.

The crying mask touched his head, and after understanding Zhang Xuanjing's meaning, he walked back and forth in the cemetery a few times.Then he flew back to Zhang Xuanjing and shook his head at him, expressing that he didn't find it.

"No?" Zhang Xuanjing didn't expect it, and frowned.Xiao Hai next to him could understand the words of the crying mask, but after hearing the words of the crying mask, his face was a little depressed.After all, Zhang Xuanjing came out this time to catch him an elf that belonged to him.

And although he is afraid of ghosts, he is afraid of the appearance of the crying mask sucking souls.But in fact, I have a different feeling about the crying mask from the other elves I saw today.It is natural to feel that I and the ghost elves will be very compatible, but I may not be used to it yet.

Zhang Xuanjing felt the depressed mood of Xiaohai next to him, and felt a little helpless. If there was no such thing as this cemetery, it would be hard to find ghost spirits anywhere. This kind of spirits are elusive.

Suddenly, Xiao Hai seemed to feel something, turned his face to the side, and hurriedly pointed to that side to preach to Zhang Xuanjing. "Boss, over there, I feel the same breath as the crying mask over there."

Zhang Xuanjing frowned, and was a little puzzled about Xiao Hai's breath, what the hell was it.However, after hearing Xiao Hai's words, the crying mask turned to look at the place Xiao Hai pointed to, and its red eyes lit up.

Equally happy, he gestured to Zhang Xuanjing, and quickly flew over there.

Seeing the same with the crying mask, Zhang Xuanjing was sure that there might be ghost elves over there. He locked the wind speed bicycle, took Xiaohai and Miaomiao, and ran towards the direction where the crying mask was flying.

The crying mask was not too urgent, and when chasing, he slowed down specially, waiting for Zhang Xuanjing and the others.

Under the dark night, Zhang Xuanjing and Xiao Hai walked into a dark forest. The fallen branches under their feet were crunched by the two of them, making an abrupt sound in the silent night.

After passing through the woods, under the guidance of the moonlight, they saw a very retro building with bright lights.

At the door, there were still people walking in one after another.

And the crying mask that was running in front of the two suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Xuanjing and Miaomiao slowly became vigilant, observed the surroundings, and found nothing strange.

Although he felt that something was wrong here, but because the crying mask was missing here, he couldn't just walk away.

Xiao Hai pulled Zhang Xuanjing's clothes with some fear, and preached to Zhang Xuanjing. "Boss, I think something is wrong here, otherwise, let's go back."

Zhang Xuanjing touched his head and walked towards the building.And he replied to Xiaohai, "I also know something is wrong, but you have to know one thing, risk and opportunity are directly proportional, and I can't let the crying mask be thrown away. If the big brother knows, he should be anxious with me."

Seeing that Zhang Xuanjing couldn't be persuaded, Xiaohai didn't say anything more, just nodded, and quietly followed Zhang Xuanjing to that side.

At this moment, a goo landed on the branch of the big tree behind the two of them, and made two inappropriate calls on it. Its green glowing eyes looked strangely at the back of Zhang Xuanjing and the others as they advanced.

Walking into the crowd, Zhang Xuanjing slowly pricked up his ears and listened to their conversation.

"Have you heard? A very famous opera troupe is invited to perform this opera performance. I heard that there are many famous actors in it." A man in a suit spoke stiffly to the person beside him. sermon.It sounded like he didn't know him.

"Yes, I've heard about it too, and this time the performance is the very famous and beautiful Dancing Swan Lake. I'm really looking forward to it." The man replied, but his face was very mechanical, and he didn't have that kind of expectation at all. expression.

Zhang Xuanjing was a little puzzled when he heard the words of the people next to him. Obviously Lyon said that the theater had burned down, and he couldn't lie to himself, so what is the situation now.There is no trace of burning in this theater, and these people.

Unless it was rebuilt, but if it was rebuilt, there's no reason for Leon not to know.

And from the disappearing crying mask, from the words of this group of people, it seems that this place has become confusing, and everything around is also very strange.

Zhang Xuanjing lowered his head and asked Xiao Hai. "Can you still feel the breath of ghost spirits?"

Xiao Hai looked around in confusion, then shook his head at Zhang Xuanjing.

Zhang Xuanjing looked at Xiao Hai who seemed to be half-stupid, and frowned.If it wasn't for Miaomiao who was still the same as usual, Zhang Xuanjing probably wouldn't know what to do.