Boss, do you think I look like a dish?

"Where did the first man lose his soul?"

"In the town, it's not far from the snack bar we went to. There are old residential areas there, and many places are not covered and monitored."

Ye Feng opened a map of the town, "The second one?"

Sensing Ye Feng's intentions, Xia Chen moved closer to him and pointed out all the locations of the lost souls he had learned. When the locations of several people were revealed, Xia Chen said in surprise, "I think these people seem to be in the Xiangshui River. What's going on around here."

Ye Feng rubbed Xia Chen's hair, and the smooth strands of hair slipped through his fingers, all the way to his heart, "You stay here, I'll go out for a while, touch the bracelet and call me, I'll hurry back."

"Okay." Although Xia Chen really wanted to follow, but reason told him that Ye Feng must have his own reasons for not taking him.

After Ye Feng left, a little red fox poked its head out of the window. It stood up desperately, and its little paws knocked on the window, making a "bang, bang".

Xia Chen turned his head and immediately widened his eyes, "How dare you come, you bloody fox!" He opened the window, and instead of escaping, the little fox jumped in along the window, standing on the floor tiles shaking its fur. , the body looks round because of the fluffy hair.

Xia Chen calmly controlled herself and told herself repeatedly that this is a monster that hurts people, don't be fooled by its deceptive appearance, "A monster that hurts people still wants to act cute and ask me to let you go?"

The little fox shook out a small cloth bag from his body, and it stood there and kicked the small cloth bag to Xia Chen.

"What is this, you still want to harm someone?" Xia Chen raised his vigilance and gave himself a high-level elixir just in case.

Xia Chen bent down to pick up the small cloth bag at his feet, and felt a gust of wind blowing over his head. The little fox jumped over him, jumped from behind him to the window sill, and rushed out of the door in an instant.

"Don't run!" Xia Chen couldn't remember all the spells he learned in a hurry, so he just shouted, his mind went blank.

Seeing the back of the little fox running away, Xia Chen slapped his forehead fiercely, "It's really a critical moment!" After closing the window again, Xia Chen opened the small cloth bag that the little fox sent over.

How many leaves?Xia Chen lowered his head and smelled it. The scent of the tree was very strong, but he didn't know what kind of tree it was. What's the use of the leaves that the fox took such a big risk to send over? Could it be to tell him that it sucks people's souls? Is it a dryad?

Xia Chen feels like Kogoro Mori from Detective Conan, who wants to earn that money even though he doesn't have the brains, it's exhausting.

Putting the leaves into the cloth bag, Xia Chen decided to wait for Ye Feng to come back and discuss together. He used to hold his thighs, but now he relies on his boyfriend. It seems that no matter how you think about it, it is not something to be proud of?

After sitting there for a while, Xia Chen suddenly stood up. Could this be another trick by the cunning fox demon?Deliberately misleading the direction of their investigation?

The more Xia Chen thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. He involuntarily touched the Xiangyun bracelet on his wrist, slid it back and forth, and then gave up. In case Ye Feng's investigation made progress, he rashly asked him to come back just because of a guess. Forget it. , or wait obediently.

Two hours later, Xia Chen played two rounds of the mobile game, but Ye Feng still didn't come back. He stood up and looked out the window, picked up the hotel brochure on the table and folded a thousand paper cranes. Can't transmit sound?

The little paper crane flew from the window into the sky with Xia Chen's voice, hovered over the hotel for a few times and then flew south.

Xia Chen poked his head back into the room, at least he now knew that Ye Feng was in the south.

Sitting back on the bed, Xia Chen took out the mobile phone that he had crushed from under his buttocks. He froze for a moment, then smirked, and sent voice transmission for thousands of miles, why didn't he just send a WeChat message?

The speed of WeChat is much faster than that of the little paper crane. Two voice messages were sent successfully. Xia Chen put away his phone and scratched his head. All he knew was to let the little paper crane go, but how could he call it back halfway?