The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

But since he got into the car, Yin Huai was sitting in front of him, so it would be a pity not to use the belly draft that was just typed out.What's more, in the current situation, it's probably inevitable that they will go upstairs together later, and it's better to have a topic of discussion than to stand in the elevator car and be relatively speechless and awkward.

Song Yun thought for a while and asked, "Did you find anything in the park just now?"

Of course Yin Huai knew what he wanted to ask, so he twitched the corner of his lips and asked, "What clue did you see?"

"I..." He didn't expect Yin Huai to ask himself back, but this is not an answer that can freely play nonsense on the spot. Song Yun was choked for a moment, so he had to answer truthfully: "Just now I walked too fast... I didn't see anything in the details .”

Yin Huai looked up at him from the mirror, and asked with a smile, "Then why do you think I saw it?"

Song Yun: "???"

Yin Huai couldn't help laughing at Song Yun's expression, he said: "Just now I just walked around along the main road, and I didn't take a few small roads, the pool in the middle, the bushes under the trees, and the places where things are easy to hide are all gone. Go, if you can find clues, it would be hell."

As he spoke, he parked the car in the garage, clicked on the seat belt and pushed the door to get out of the car.

Song Yun was puzzled: "Then why do you..."

At this time, he was still in the fog, and the fog was getting bigger and bigger, so he didn't even react when he got out of the car. Song Yun was still sitting in the back seat, with an upright sitting posture and a puzzled face. The expression looks very well-behaved.

The smile in Yin Huai's eyes grew stronger, he opened the car door for Song Yun, and asked him: "Did you feel any evil in the barrier just now?"

Song Yun shook his head.

"Me neither. The barrier is too clean and there are no useful clues at all." Yin Huai looked at him and continued, "If this situation had not been dealt with in advance, or it had been designed earlier, and all the things that could be checked should be put into place." Erase it, the previous on-site inspection has been done very meticulously, what else needs to be inspected?"

Hearing what he said, Song Yun blinked three times, feeling that the surrounding fog had lightened a lot.

Yin Huai held the door of the car and looked at him with a smile: "Still coming out? How comfortable is my car?"

It took Song Yun a second to realize the current situation, and then almost instantly, he felt the blood on his body start to surge up rapidly, not only his cheeks, but even the tips of his ears started to feel hot.

"..." In this situation, Song Yun wished he could escape directly.

Back then in the aristocratic family, he was definitely considered an outstanding inner room disciple. From the elders of the aristocratic family to the masters of the academy, no one praised him for his good bones and talents. Whether it was the academy exam or the task of the aristocratic family, whether it was individual work or team action, Song Yun always The performances are clean and almost perfect, and I have never committed such stupidity.

Since it wasn't a passing year, he began to seriously suspect that he would not be acclimatized to live here after leaving the mountain. Ever since he joined the Monster Hunting Bureau, embarrassing things, large and small, seemed to have never stopped, as if he had been infused with ecstasy soup, and his basic abilities had deteriorated. It made him very depressed to get to this stage.

However, the essence of a human being is a repeater, and depression cannot stop Yin Huai's words from replaying in his mind over and over again.

The garage is connected to the elevator, and every step Song Yun takes behind him feels smoke rising from the top of his head.

Yin Huai pressed the floor and glanced at the person next to him.

Song Yun looked down at the shoes.

This is a trick he uses very conveniently. It is generally used to express a temperament of "refusing to communicate" in a less autistic way, and the effect is excellent and has been tried repeatedly.

But this time it was different, Song Yun felt embarrassed on his face, it was really difficult to look up.

However, in fact, he is not very clear about the fact that he "is not easy to blush but is particularly prone to blush".

From Yin Huai's perspective, Song Yun's red ear tips could just be seen.

Yin Huai coughed lightly, suppressed the corners of his lips that turned up unconsciously, and said, "Don't invite the flag of righteousness, don't attack the formation of majesty."

Song Yun subconsciously turned his head to look at him, Yin Huai's serious and mysterious words suddenly made him a little uncomfortable, and his mind froze for a while before he realized that this was said in the Art of War.

Yin Huai glanced at him, and continued: "You have seen the situation in the park. If it hadn't been carefully planned before, it was just a temporary idea, and the surrounding area would definitely not be so clean."

"Since it's a facade that has been decorated with a lot of effort, of course people can't easily find the flaws, so why look for it, it's better to do something else."

Avoiding the real and attacking the false, he understood the meaning, but where is the false?

The two said that they had reached the door, and Yin Huai stretched out his hand to open the door.

Song Yun was about to ask, but saw a smile flashing across Yin Huai's eyes.

"..."

This feeling is not good, Song Yun feels that it is time for the conversation between the two of them to end.

as predicted.

Yin Huai smiled and said: "Yesterday I saw me and hid, but I am not afraid to stand here and chat with me today. As far as the practical effect is concerned, the method of avoiding the real and attacking the false is still reliable, right?"

Song Yun: "..."

Goodbye.

Song Yun opened the door, entered and closed the door in one go, stood behind the door for a long time to slow down his heartbeat, and then took a deep breath.

Every time the chat ends, there is always a feeling of being molested... He is also very convinced about this.

After eating something randomly, Song Yun originally wanted to finish reading the book he opened in the morning, but in the afternoon he was in a very bad state, and when he couldn't read a few lines, he would be in a trance, and when he was in a trance, he would go to Yin Huai's place go……

Just like this, he sat at the desk and read a few pages with great difficulty, and the sky outside the window was already dark.

Song Yun dragged himself back from the off-road again, looked at the half-page paper he had read three times in front of him, and scratched his hair a little irritably, then got up and went into the bathroom.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the sound of water in the bathroom made the room even more twilight. In a corner of the room, a tiny claw suddenly protruded from the shadow of the furniture.

Immediately afterwards, a dark gray shadow slowly emerged from the shadow on the wall.

The color of the shadow was lighter than the shadow on the wall, and it was almost transparent. It looked like a light gray mist, and it was so vague that even the outline couldn't be seen clearly.

It leaned half its body against the wall, and stayed motionless for a while as if it had been pressed to pause. Then it slowly crawled out of the shadows, and slowly crawled down the ground step by step along the wall.

As soon as Song Yun moved in, he pressed evil spirit bells at the four corners of the house. He used the Song family's unique internal formation method. There were three thin lines of cinnabar faintly visible on the ground. If there were external evils, the bell would ring In the opening formation, as long as the evil spirits are not omnipotent, there is basically no way out when encountering this formation.

With this formation, Song Yun's mentality towards external evils is very Buddhist, and it can be summed up in two sentences - what can he do if he can't beat him, and what can he do if he can't beat him.

But in fact, there is another situation that has been ignored. For example, the transparent light gray shadow slowly crawled across the three cinnabar lines, but the bells at the four corners did not respond at all.

To be precise, this little shadow can't even touch the evil spirits, at most it's just a little wandering remnant soul, the evil spirit in it can't get into the eyes of the evil spirit bell at all.

However, just after passing the three cinnabar lines, the light gray shadow suddenly changed from its extremely slow pace, passed under a row of sofas in the blink of an eye, and quickly slipped into Song Yun's bedroom.

But the moment it just stepped into the bedroom door, something flickered under the shadow's feet very quickly.

The shadow paused, then turned its head to look around, but there was nothing around.

It raised one paw hanging in the air and waited for a long time. Seeing that there was no movement behind it, it slowly fell down, and then quickly crawled into the bedroom, disappearing in a dark shadow.

Song Yun came out of the bathroom, saw the floor lamp lit next to the sofa in the living room, unconsciously froze for a moment, and slowly put down the towel in his hand to wipe his hair.

If I remember correctly, when he just entered the bathroom, it was dark in the room and the lights were not turned on.

And this lamp was left by the previous owner, Song Yun only used it as a decoration and never turned it on.

Song Yun subconsciously glanced at the saber he picked up in the entrance.

As a result, before he could take the next step, he suddenly heard the voice of the man outside.

"What? Don't dare to come out, baby?"

Yin Huai laughed with his voice, but he heard Song Yun's body move unconsciously, followed by a heartbeat.

But it's obviously not a good way to stand here, Song Yun took a few deep breaths in a row, and tested the temperature of his face with the back of his hand, and then walked out reluctantly.

Then he saw Yin Huai sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and peeling apples leisurely.

The floor lamp next to the sofa, the light is a very deep warm yellow, a bit like a candle.

The balcony happened to be behind the sofa, and the background was the dark blue sky that hadn't completely turned black.

Yin Huai sat in the shadow of the lamp, his movements were lazy and comfortable, his fingers holding the apple were long and slender with distinct knuckles...

Song Yun looked in a daze for a while, feeling the scene in front of him had an inexplicable sense of familiarity that filled his chest with mixed feelings.

Yin Huai was very good-looking, and even more so, he had an evil look.But the slightly raised corners of his eyes and the thin and cool jawline made him achieve a proper balance between evil and handsome, not only did he not have a bit of coquettishness, on the contrary, he became a kind of unstoppable handsomeness.

For the first time in his life, Song Yun felt his heart skip a beat.