Night fell, and the night wind howled.
Hua Qing Square was no longer a bustling city. After nightfall, the streets were sparsely populated. Diners had all flocked to big restaurants like the Three Moons Restaurant and the New Sun Restaurant, where business was booming. They listened to music and books, drank wine and ate meat, and spent the night away. Meanwhile, the shops in the remote and deserted streets had closed early. This was probably the night view of Mingzhou City. The livelier it got, the more deserted it got.
In this quiet atmosphere, it was the best time to tell stories.
The door of the Fishing Immortal House was locked, and only two candles were lit in the lobby. The fire only illuminated a small area, and in the corner of the large lobby, the light was flickering. Sun Lang sat at the head of the table beside a big table, looking around at the girls present. He put his elbows on the table, crossed his hands, and covered his chin. He said expressionlessly, "Today, I will tell you the story of a man who has lived for a long time and whose name must not be mentioned.
"He has already disappeared from the public eye for quite a long time. Many people thought that he was dead, but he would always reappear."
"He was once guided and taught by an elder with the surname Deng."
"When people talk about him, they can't help but think of a cold-blooded animal. That has almost become his symbol.
"It is said that in order to prolong his life, he did not hesitate to take the lives of others.
"His name has become a taboo. Ordinary people can't even call him by his name. They can only use some strange but familiar pronouns.
"He is … Tom, Tom Marvolo Liddell.
"People call him Voldemort … Oh, no, Voldemort."
Sun Lang's voice was low and gloomy. Although no one understood what he was saying, they could still feel a trace of strangeness and coldness because of the surrounding environment and his tone. The ranger's eyes turned to one of the girls and said in a low voice, "Today, we will tell you his story, his destiny, and his curse.
There is a prophecy that he and a girl with big breasts cannot coexist in this world. One must die in the hands of the other, and that girl's name is Harry Potter … "
Zhang Yinluo raised her eyebrows and slammed the table. "What do you mean?
Are you deliberately looking for trouble? "
Sun Lang was dumbfounded. He blinked and said, "Huh?
What's wrong?
What's wrong?
How did I offend you this time? "
Zhao Feihuang, on the other hand, had a tacit understanding with the ranger. She spat and snorted, "Some people really think they're infallible. Saying that they have big breasts is an allusion to you?
Could it be that you think there's no one in this world with bigger breasts than you? "
The ranger sighed faintly and said, "I'll be able to climb to the top and look down on all the other mountains …"
"You guys are really boring!"
Zhang Yinluo said angrily, "I don't want to listen to you anymore. I don't want to stay with a bad guy who always thinks about how to make fun of me. I want to go back to my room!"
Finished speaking, Heroine Zhang turned around and walked towards the backyard. Sun Lang, who wished for the world to be in chaos, shouted from behind, "Hey, hey, hey, are you going to sleep?
Then be careful. If you meet a woman wearing a red coat and a mask, remember to say that she's not beautiful. When you go to the bathroom at night, remember to put two candles next to the mirror and shout Bloody Mary three times … "
Zhang Yinluo turned a deaf ear to him and left the hall. Then, her footsteps became faster and faster. Then, she began to run. In an instant, she rushed past the small path from the front building to the backyard and rushed to the small courtyard.
She pushed the door open and entered the room. She held the Jinghong Sword in her hand the whole time. The Imperial Army has extraordinary power. They must have a magical power that can ward off evil and repel demons … With this thought, she closed the door and pulled out her sword. She activated the Imperial Army's Tao Rhyme of the Jinghong Sword and walked around the room. First, under the bed, very good. It's very clean. No matter if it's the bed board or under the bed, there's nothing dirty lying there.
Then, she opened the cabinet and stabbed it a few times. There's no problem at all. There's nothing dirty hiding in it.
On the beam, behind the curtain, she knocked on the wall. There's no interlayer, no holes … Very good. Everything is normal. Very normal.
She heaved a long sigh of relief. Then, she took out a large number of candles that she found in the storeroom from her satchel … Well, these candles were enough to light up the room for a whole night.
So, she said …
"How can there be demons in this world!
How can there be! "
Zhang Yinluo put her hands on her waist and said angrily, "I've already said that the so-called demons and evil spirits are all evil people's doing!"
Then, she still couldn't let down her guard. But now, the enemy had changed from the so-called demons and evil spirits to people with bad intentions!
Zhang Yinluo put the Jinghong Sword on the table. Then, she took out two canned herring that had been successfully modified. She looked at the layout of the room again. This bedroom, one door and one window, just two canned herring. She must punish the big villain who pretended to be a ghost and scared innocent girls with justice … Well, first of all, she must install one at the door …
Then here … Looking at the canned herring mechanism installed outside the bedroom door, Zhang Yinluo clapped her hands and felt very satisfied. She went back to the room and closed the bedroom door. Then, she played with the remaining canned herring. How should she place this thing?
That guy Sun Lang's martial arts seems to be pretty good, and his Qinggong is also very strange. The mechanism I set up might not be able to take him down … Sigh, this thing is just a passive defensive trap. If he sneaks in quietly, I probably won't be able to detect him.
Alas, is there anything convenient that can warn him that I'm approaching?
Like the Jinghong Sword, which is shining …
Eh?
Flashing light?
Zhang Yinluo blinked. Suddenly, she found that the Imperial Army that she had placed on the table was trembling slightly and emitting a faint light …
Eh?
What's going on?
Why is the Imperial Army glowing?
Heroine Zhang was a little confused. She picked up the Jinghong Sword. The Imperial Army was a weapon with a spirit. After a period of practice, she had developed a certain degree of connection with the Imperial Army. Then, Zhang Yinluo felt a chill coming from behind her. At the same time, her instincts and divine sense as a martial artist also warned her …
No … It can't be?
In an instant, her eyes widened. Then, she heard a dry and cold voice behind her, "Found it … Found it … Give it to me … Give it to me …"
With a sonorous sound, the Imperial Army was unsheathed. Zhang Yinluo slashed in a semicircle and retreated quickly. She held the sword to protect herself and looked behind her.
Then …
"Monster! Ahhhhhh!"
Sun Lang and the others who were chatting and laughing in the front hall of the hotel suddenly stood up. They all saw the shock on each other's faces. Sun Lang's expression changed. He rushed to the backyard and said, "Hurry up and follow!"
Xu Qingluan reacted quickly. She hugged Zhao Feihuang and rushed out with Sun Lang. Dongfang Xin picked up her spear and followed behind … No matter what happened, they must not be separated.
In a short while, they had already arrived at the small courtyard where Zhang Yinluo stayed. It was brightly lit and countless candles were lit. Sun Lang kicked open the main door and saw that the bedroom was tightly shut. He was stunned.
Xu Qingluan put Zhao Feihuang down. Seeing that Sun Lang was standing still, she asked, "What's wrong?
Why aren't you going in?
Miss Zhang!
Miss Zhang, what's wrong? "
Zhang Yinluo's voice, which was about to cry, came from inside. "Monster, there really is a monster. Where's Sun Lang?
Where's Sun Lang?
Are you real or fake?
Answer a few of my questions first … "
Xu Qingluan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She stepped forward and was about to open the door.
"Wait!"
Sun Lang suddenly shouted, stopping Xu Qingluan. Looking at the questioning gazes of the few people, he rubbed his chin and smiled proudly, "Hmph, naive, too naive. Zhang Yinluo, do you think you can fool me like this?
I admit that your acting skills are very good, and your shout just now was very real. You almost fooled me, but you're still too young!
You want to scheme against me with just you? "
Zhang Yinluo shouted from inside, "You're still talking nonsense at a time like this. How did I want to scheme against you …"
"You still dare to quibble?"
Sun Lang snorted. "What kind of monster are you talking about? Your Startling Sword may be a mass-produced product, but it's still an Emperor Weapon. It's imbued with spiritual energy, so normal monsters won't be able to invade it. Otherwise, why would I allow you to run around?
Didn't you just want to pretend to be scared by the monster, lure us to open the door, and then scheme against us?
You're still quibbling. Damn it, what's that can of herring you're hanging on the door for?
You're so vicious … "