Thousands of demons fell for me

"Meow~"

A light meow sounded, and the black cat with the "King" on its head ran out of the living room at some point, and rushed towards the flapping head of the female ghost with its eyes shining, and slapped its paw in mid-air middle.

The head flicked its long hair in the air and circled several times before hitting the far wall.

"Ah, my head!"

The female ghost drifted towards the head in panic, but the black cat was clearly running faster than her. The moment the head hit the wall and bounced back, it was pushed towards the ceiling by its furry paws superior.

The blood from the broken head and neck was sprayed all over the room like a goddess scattering flowers.

Luo Xingchen couldn't bear to see those blood spots splattered indiscriminately, and quickly yelled: "Oh my god, Keke, that's not a ball of wool!"

The black cat was quite obedient, it stopped when he yelled, squatted on the spot, and looked at him innocently with its big green eyes open.

He took two steps forward, reached out to pick up the black cat from the ground, and pulled it into his arms.

The female ghost picked up the head on the ground, but met the black cat's cold gaze, and shivered suddenly.

"I, I'm going to keep an eye on that bad guy, and I can't let him continue to harm people."

After speaking, he immediately floated into the sky, passed through the ceiling above his head, and ran to the second floor.

When Luo Xingchen rushed to Zhao Shiyun's room, the things in the room were turned upside down, as if they had just been looted by thieves.

Qian Xiaoyu was sitting on the bed, holding an open letter in his left hand, and beside him was a small wooden box with exquisite shape.

There was an unopened letter in the box, the seal was a heart-shaped wax block made of red wax oil, and several eye-catching big characters were written on the bottom with colored pens: To my dear, painted on the back of the letter A cute smiling cat head.

On the bed around Qian Xiaoyu, there are hundreds of letters that have been opened. The letter paper is pink, and the same words are written at the beginning: To my dear clerk brother, the content of the letter is almost all to the other party. pour out love.

Judging from the handwriting, it is delicate and soft, and it should be from a woman.

Qian Xiaoyu glanced at the contents of the letter with melancholy eyes, and when he heard the footsteps of someone entering the house, he immediately raised the launcher and looked at the door vigilantly. He was relieved when he saw that the person who came in was Luo Xingchen.

"What are you doing?" Luo Xingchen asked.

Although Zhao Shiyun is dead, it is always bad behavior to peek at love letters written by others.

Qian Xiaoyu put the letter in his hand aside, took out the last letter from the box, unwrapped the wax seal, sighed, looked at the letter, and said pitifully, "I seem to have been raped."

With the speed of Qian Xiaoyu changing his girlfriend, it is normal for the spring breeze to pass across the south bank of the river.

The rain of blood was still falling outside the window, and the emerald green wheat field in the distance was shrouded in a red mist, which made the scarecrow standing in the middle look even more monstrous.

After entering this room, Luo Xingchen realized that the scarecrow was facing Zhao Shiyun's room. His red eyes looked straight into the room through the window, and his eyes fell on the place where Qian Xiaoyu was sitting. bed.

Qian Xiaoyu, on the other hand, was so focused on the letter that he didn't seem to notice the unusual scene outside the window at all.

Knowing that Qian Xiaoyu was timid, Luo Xingchen didn't mention it, stepped forward and asked, "Have you contacted anyone in the town?"

"Not yet." Qian Xiaoyu shook his head, put down the letter, got up, walked to the computer and sat down, slid the mouse to turn off the screen saver, and the screen displayed the account login interface, "A password is required to open the computer, but I left the password Hint, read: The name of my beloved."

Qian Xiaoyu entered his name immediately, but the result showed that the password was wrong.

With a sad heart, he turned Zhao Shiyun's room upside down, finally found the box under the bed, opened the box, and found a box full of love letters.

Thinking that there might be clues about the name of Zhao Shiyun's crush in the love letters, she opened each letter and examined them carefully. Before she had time to read the last one, Luo Xingchen had already arrived.

"Then what did you find?" Luo Xingchen asked.

Qian Xiaoyu curled his lips regretfully, even though he searched through all the letters, it only mentioned that the man's name was "clerk", but he still couldn't find any clues about his surname.

He scratched his head, and with an idea, he crossed his index fingers in front of him, "Give me another 10 minutes, I will try all the surnames of hundreds of families, and it will be ready soon."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, quickly tapped the keyboard with both hands, and tried impatiently.

Zhao Shiyun has lost her memory now, even if she asks the other party, it probably won't help.

Steward Sun and Chef Wei may know the power-on password, but it is not so easy to dig it out of their mouths.

There is no better way, Luo Xingchen can only let Qian Xiaoyu try for the time being.

He stood aside, looking at the room. The room was in such a mess that he couldn't bear it anymore.

Luo Xingchen put the black cat on the ground, walked straight to the bed, folded the hundreds of letters scattered on the bed one by one, and stuffed them back into the envelopes.

There is time for the signature of the letter. Since I started writing three years ago, I have written two to three letters almost every week. I wrote it for two full years, but suddenly stopped a year ago.

He arranged each letter neatly in chronological order and put them back in the exquisite box.

After tidying up the letter, he began to tidy up other things that had been thrown out of the house.

"Da da da da-"

A series of small footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor, seeming to be getting closer to their direction.

Qian Xiaoyu didn't seem to hear the footsteps, and was still typing the names of hundreds of families intently on the keyboard.

"You try first, I'll go out and watch the wind."

Luo Xingchen walked to the door, and the black cat that had been sitting there stood up, stretched out its paws and crawled on his body.

He took the black cat in his arms, stepped out of the door, and glanced in the direction of the sound.

The yellow dough monster rushed out from the corner of the corridor in the distance, swung its arms in the air, and ran along the corridor as if fleeing for its life. Its two small black bean-like eyes stared round, and the corners of the eyes were like a shower. There are a series of crystal clear water droplets flying.

Seeing Luo Xingchen standing at the door, those small black eyes lit up with golden light, and his slender legs swung wildly, his running speed increased by more than three times than before.

When it was two meters away from Luo Xingchen, the black cat that had been sleeping in Luo Xingchen's arms suddenly raised its head, lazily stretched out its paws, and took a deep look in its direction. The black pupils narrowed into a thin line.

The Dough Monster suddenly froze in place, because the speed was too fast to brake, his left leg was wrapped around his right leg, and he tripped to the ground with a "bang", his hands just in front of Luo Xingchen's toes, and fell into a thin sheet bread.

Luo Xingchen was stunned for two seconds because of this sudden fall on the flat ground, then bent down, and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

The dough monster lay flat on the ground face down, and the fur ball on top of its head swung left and right a few times, but suddenly frantically nodded up and down again.

Luo Xingchen couldn't understand, was there something wrong or nothing?

The Dough Monster twisted a bit, raised a slender arm, bent backwards, grabbed the tentacles under the fur ball, pulled up half of its body, lay down on the ground, looked at him with tears, and used Fingers desperately point to the back of the corridor.

At the same time as the dough blamed his fingers, countless yellow straws appeared at the corner of the corridor, rushing over like a wave. The number was so large that it almost completely submerged the entire wide corridor.

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"small theater"

Mo Jingyan looked at the female ghost with a stinky face, but the female ghost ran away in fright.

Mo Jingyan looked at the dough monster with a stinky face, and the dough monster ran away in fright.

Luo Xingchen: Why did you run away as soon as you saw his face?

The female ghost and the dough said in unison, "Because it stinks!"

Heavy facial control Luo Xingchen: Since everyone says it's ugly, let's change the attack.

Mo Jingyan: This king is really not ugly (T_T)