The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

The psychological shock caused by suddenly recalling this kind of episode is too strong, and it is definitely impossible to lie back on the bed in a short time.

Song Yun had an early lunch, all kinds of self-suggestions at the dinner table "memory disorder is easy to appear in a state of fatigue", "tactile memory will be affected by various environments during the formation process, and it is not completely correct and reliable" "tactile sense Memory is not all sensory memory, it is prone to misjudgment, maybe at that time someone just accidentally stuck his jaw on it"...

It was extremely difficult to eat a meal, but fortunately, after having food in his stomach, he became more confident. Anyway, his heartbeat finally stopped so fast.

But the effect of adrenaline surge is still there, and the whole person is very awake. Song Yun has no expectations for jet lag within 24 hours, so he can only fill out the task report form, otherwise he will be in a daze for the next two days. What if he fills out something? Mistakes are even worse.

After a lot of tossing, the golden time for jet lag passed.

Now the day of lying down at six o'clock and waking up at ten o'clock intervenes, and he eats again. His biological clock, which was just reversed, no longer remembers how to turn it.

This one is normal in the morning, and filling in the form is smooth, but after all, I only slept for less than four hours a day. Just after two o'clock in the afternoon, Song Yun was so sleepy that his soul was out of his body. No matter what he was doing, he felt like sleepwalking...

But now he can only sleep more and more chaoticly. If he really fell asleep, he might not be able to save the jet lag for three to five days.Although Song Yun was sleepy, he still knew this matter well, so he could only hold on and walk around the room looking for something to do.

Finally, after he cleaned the house 360 ​​degrees without dead ends like a walking dead, he saw the dark sky outside the window.

The dim cyan color made him feel like he was being amnesty for a moment, and Song Yun wanted to jump on the bed immediately.

Even so, after an afternoon of cleaning, he still had some idea of ​​how disheartened he was at the moment.

But from his perspective, the bed in the bedroom is really attractive...

Song Yun stood upright in front of the bedroom door for half a minute, and finally managed to take a shower.

Sometimes, however, transitions happen in an instant.

For example, now, Song Yun, who came out of the shower, suddenly felt that he was not as sleepy as before.

Song Yun's heart skipped a beat: This is a dangerous signal.If I can't sleep tonight, this kind of life-like death will undoubtedly repeat itself tomorrow.

So he immediately tidied up the bathroom at the speed of catching a train, then went straight to the bedroom, threw himself on the bed, and immediately began to watch his nose, nose, and heart.

Cleaning up in the afternoon is considered a physical effort anyway, Song Yun lay on the bed for a while, and finally fell asleep smoothly with the remaining drowsiness.

After a long time, Song Yun felt that his consciousness gradually became clear, and at the same time, his torso and limbs were waking up in a very familiar way.

With his eyes closed, he felt the strange experience of all the sensations slowly returning. He felt that his body and mind had been deeply relaxed, his muscles and veins were smooth, and his spiritual platform was clear, which was a typical reaction after a good night's sleep.

At this moment, his eyes were no longer in darkness. Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel the slight light from the outside world. He didn't draw the curtains last night. Judging by the current brightness, it should be around four or five o'clock in the morning.

How could the biological clock be reversed in this way? !

Song Yun was delighted, took a deep breath, and opened his eyes hopefully.

However, the sky didn't work out, and the only thing that caught his eyes at this moment was the capitalized "Backfired"—he didn't draw the curtains, but it was still dark outside the window.The slight light he felt came from the ceiling lamp in the living room that was left on last night, and the alarm clock on the bedside table clearly showed that it was 02:30 in the morning.

"..." Song Yun reacted for two seconds, then fell back and buried his face in the pillow.

Hopeless.

Without the adrenal stimulation like yesterday, the wakefulness when he opened his eyes at 02:30 did not last long. Song Yun dragged on the bed in a daze and half asleep for a while, and finally got up from the bed at four o'clock .

At this time, his whole body was awake except his brain, and he couldn't lie down, but when he really wanted to sit up, he felt groggy, and his limbs couldn't move.

He put on his clothes slowly, then sat on the edge of the bed and unconsciously began to let go, and half an hour passed when he regained consciousness.

Song Yun rubbed his face a little resignedly: It is conceivable that today is another day when the soul is out of the body, people are not humans, ghosts, ghosts, or ghosts.I'm really happy to think about it.

Before he had time to throw away the garbage from yesterday's general cleaning, a large bag of bottles and cans was placed at the door. He was already chaotic, but seeing these things became even more chaotic, Song Yun thought about changing clothes and was going to go downstairs.

It's past seven o'clock now, after throwing out the garbage, he can still buy a breakfast and come back, and going out to have some fresh air might wake him up a bit.

Thinking this way, he just pushed open the door and saw a familiar figure in the corridor in front of him.

It's true—where in life do we not meet each other...

Hearing the voice, Yin Huai glanced back, saw Song Yun standing at the door, raised his eyebrows, turned towards him, and said with a smile, "I didn't finish lunch last time, let's have breakfast together today?"

Song Yun was startled awake the first time he saw his back, but he froze at the door for a while, not knowing whether to go in or back. Seeing Yin Huai turn around, he immediately went back along the same path.

Yin Huai: "..."

Seeing that Song Yun was about to close the door, Yin Huai's figure flashed and appeared in front of the door instantly.

He reached out and grabbed the door, and asked with a smile, "Why did you see me running?"

"no……"

The two are now separated by a crack in the door, and Song Yun can only bite the bullet and open his mouth to babble nonsense: "Suddenly remembered that there is still food in the refrigerator, early, so I don't have to go out to eat..."

Yin Huai nodded and looked at him with a half-smile, but he didn't relax his grip on the doorknob at all.

Of course Song Yun didn't dare to let go, but the disparity in strength between the two obviously meant that he would not have the advantage in the tug-of-war, so he could only retreat and seek a way to delay the attack.

Song Yun said: "Last time I was dragged away by a mission before finishing lunch, I'm really sorry..."

Yin Huai was very satisfied with this topic, and rolled his eyes: "And then?"

"..." Song Yun's ankles were frightened, and he said with a dry smile: "In a few days... I will treat you to lunch..."

When Yin Huai heard this sentence, a smile flashed in his eyes: "I will remember what you said."

Song Yun nodded hastily, and tried to close the door again, but was still unable to move even an inch because of a force.

"You...go to have breakfast..." Song Yun tried to be very sincere, and reminded Yin Huai: "Otherwise there will be too many people in a while, and the queue will take a long time."

Yin Huai laughed, and pointed behind him: "Give me the garbage, and help you throw it away."

You must know that he used the snakeskin bag brought by the courier...

Song Yun was so embarrassed that he almost froze at this time, and was thinking of a way to politely decline, when Yin Huai's fingering changed, Song Yun immediately felt that the weight in his hand disappeared.

Yin Huai took a step back: "Alright, close the door, I'll bring you breakfast later." Then she turned and entered the elevator.

He is tall and tall, and compared with the snakeskin bag in his hand, it looks even more bulging, forming a strange visual contrast...

"..."

Song Yun stared at Yin Huai's back for two seconds, and finally closed the door carefully with a complicated mood.

Floating years are unfavorable, and these four words first popped into his head as he leaned against the door.

There are too many things that have stumbled and dropped prices for a while.

Song Yun pinched the center of his eyebrows. If he was in the aristocratic family, he probably would have been punished for copying many family laws.

Thinking like this, he took a deep breath and felt that he should count the good and bad fortunes of the passing years.

Glancing at the time, Song Yun pinched his fingers and started divination.

As a result, after a round of calculations, the result of the little ominous luck is the same as usual, only two points are very abrupt——

The nobles will help and the peach blossoms will be born.

"..."

Do these two things have to appear on the same day...

Otherwise, why do you say that feudal superstition kills people? This kind of small fight that comes empty-handed is too imprecise. If these words are pressed together, who can know the priority.

Song Yun cleared his throat, then took out a pen and paper from under the coffee table and put them in order, and recalculated the location.

The result is still the same: the minor disaster will lead to good fortune, the nobles will help, and the peach blossoms will be lucky.

Song Yun began to have a bad feeling...

He hurriedly got up, went to the room to get a yellow talisman, then made a cinnabar seal on the altar with aloes, washed his hands and chanted the scriptures, and recited the mantra with his hands.

The yellow talisman in front of him ignited spontaneously without fire, turning into paper ashes and falling lightly into the incense altar.

Song Yun held his breath and stared intently at the ashes.

The ashes of paper fluttered and fell slowly, and the hexagrams in the incense altar emerged bit by bit.

Song Yun's heart beat faster the more he watched, and then even the temperature on his cheeks rose strangely...

Still the same result.

Song Yun looked at the clear paper ashes in the incense altar, and felt that the hair on his body was about to explode, his heart seemed to be stepping on an electric switch and beating endlessly.

It took him a while to finally recover, and while comforting himself, he stretched out his hand to collect the incense altar on the case.

Suddenly the door was knocked three times, and Song Yun's movements froze, but before he could ask who was coming, he heard Yin Huai's voice outside the door: "Baby, breakfast is at the door for you."

Song Yun twitched and almost swept the incense altar beside him to the ground.

He grabbed the incense altar in a hurry, opened his mouth a few times but didn't know what to say, just as he was embarrassed, he heard the sound of the door opening and closing next door.

He tilted his head and listened carefully for a few seconds, making sure he didn't hear the sound again, and then he went out of the room, and carefully glanced out through the cat's eye at the door.

There was indeed no one outside.

Song Yun opened the door softly, and then saw a bag of breakfast hanging on the doorknob, and a large bag of all kinds of food placed by the door. The things in it ranged from fruit snacks to instant lunch boxes, three meals a day. It's round.

Song Yun carried the two bags into the house dumbfounded, filled up the refrigerator, and turned around to clear away the paper ashes on the table to make room for breakfast.

However, when removing the incense altar, he suddenly discovered that although he almost swept it to the ground just now, the hexagram inside was still clear, and there was a very clear pointing out of the bumps - the door.

Song Yun: "..."