Chapter 55

When he walked out of the black market, the sky was still bright, and when Emperor Fuyao finally found the rumored ghost house in the bamboo forest according to the map, it was completely dark.

The bamboo forest under the pale moonlight is extremely quiet and dark, with cold wind blowing from time to time and bamboo leaves rustling.

Di Fuyao strode to the depths without changing his face. The house on the map was located in the depths of the bamboo forest. It was indeed very quiet.

Stepping on the fallen leaves, making a crackling sound, the dim and dull forest always makes people feel gloomy.

"Master, it's too dark here, I'm afraid even ghosts don't want to live in such a dark place, right?" Di Gouyou vomited.

Although he was in the portable s.p.a.ce, he could see the scenery outside through Emperor Fuyao's eyes.

Compared to this deserted bamboo forest, Di Gouyou was more willing to stay in the broken courtyard of the emperor's alchemy room, because there was some popularity there.

"With me, what are you afraid of, and you are not a ghost? I will live here in the future, and you will live too." Di Fuyao smiled faintly, and Leng Rui scanned the surroundings.

How could she faintly feel that this bamboo forest is a bit unusual?

"Master, don't scare me. Although I am bold, I don't want to be scared." After Di Gouyou sensed the thoughts in her heart, he couldn't help s.h.i.+vering in the ground, hugged Spirit Plant, and gnawed. A few mouthfuls.

Di Fuyao was too lazy to pay attention to him, and quickly found the house according to the map.

The house is not very big, it is three stories high and stands alone deep in the bamboo forest.

"Found it!" Di Fuyao was overjoyed, and finally there was a quiet place for her to practice well!

She strode forward, and after taking out the key to open the door, there was nothing in the darkness inside.

Fortunately, she was prepared early in the morning, and she hurriedly took out the bright stone from the s.p.a.ce, and illuminated the dark room with a soft light.

The furniture has everything, the furnis.h.i.+ngs are simple, and the whole room is neat and clean.

"Not bad..." After looking around, Emperor Fuyao suddenly paused, staring at the spotless tabletop, and suddenly a horror rose in his heart.

Di Gouyou also discovered the anomaly and screamed: "Master, there is a ghost here! There must be! Let's go!"

"Are you a ghost afraid of other ghosts?" Di Fuyao returned to him angrily.

Captain Dragon said that the bamboo forest ghost house has only been built, and there are rumors of ghosts and monsters before it is sold, so it has been unoccupied.

How could an unoccupied house be so clean as if there were people living in it a second? !

Di Fuyao was vigilant, took the s.h.i.+ning stone, looked around the room with sharp eyes, and walked upstairs slowly.

"Oh, it's so exciting and nervous!!" Di Gouyou wanted to see but didn't dare to look, covering his eyes with two small hands, revealing a small slit, looking at the master with fear, and quietly walking upstairs step by step.

This strange stimulus of catching ghosts made him afraid and excited, and he couldn't stop nagging, "Master, be careful, this must be a clean evil spirit! And yeah, it can keep the soul indestructible. Devil, that strength must be super!"

"Why, there are ghosts in your world?" In order to alleviate the strange atmosphere, Emperor Fuyao asked him in the s.p.a.ce while walking.

Di Gouyou kept talking about popular science: "After the death of the elementalist, the soul will be wiped out, but it depends mainly on people. Even if the body is dead, his soul will not be destroyed, and it may be parasitic. Among other things, like mine!"

"Little guy, are you changing your way to praise yourself?" Di Fuyao couldn't help being a little amused. Suddenly, her eyes drenched, and she felt a cold breath coming from ahead.

He stepped forward suddenly, banging his head against a wall of flesh.

"Wow, it's a ghost or a ghost!" Di Gouyou shouted nervously.

It was really dark in front of him, and only a vague figure could be seen. The emperor turned his hand over and took out the bright stone.

Instantly, a familiar face came into my eyes.

"It's you!"

"It's you?"

The former was surprised, but the latter was very lazy.

With the light from the bright stone, Emperor Fuyao could see the person in front of him clearly, with beautiful eyes, tall and thin, isn't it the small stall owner selling Spirit Plant on the black market?

Why is he here?

Before she could ask her doubts, the stall owner yawned and said weakly against a pair of panda eyes, "Why are you looking for me? Spirit Plant is gone."

Di Fu shook his head in confusion, his eyes swept across the second floor, and saw only a bed in the center of the empty second floor. Obviously this kid had just woke up from his dream after hearing the movement.

Is this kid who dares to pretend to be a ghost in this bamboo forest ghost house? !

When I thought of the new house I hadn't lived in yet, it had been occupied by this kid for so long, the anger in my heart suddenly stopped.

"Boy, this is my house!"

"Oh, so what?" The stall owner lay lazily on the handrail of the stairs with a pure and harmless expression.

Di Fuyao smiled, coldly and solemnly, "What can I do? I am the owner of this house, and I have the right to drive you out!"

When I heard that I was about to be driven out, the smile on the face of the stall owner suddenly froze. He looked melancholy and looked at her blankly, "I am an orphan and there is nowhere to go. This is my home. I was born here. People, death is the ghost here."

It's a sudden change of style!

"What's the matter with me?" Di Fuyao said in a bad mood.

The stall owner pouted pitifully, "If you want to drive me away, just kill me. Let me sleep in the house, and I will be considered dead."

"Don't do this with me, sister, I have a hard heart, but I don't have that kindness." Di Fuyao smiled coldly, drew out a bright and cold dagger, and gestured in front of his white and tender face. You have two paths, one, quickly pack your things and leave my house, and two, as you said, I dont mind if you sleep here forever."

She doesn't know the origin of this small stall owner, how could she keep him so easily?

Seeing that it was useless to play sympathy cards, the stall owner slumped and had to quietly pack up his luggage.

While he was tidying up, Di Fuyao looked around and found that the house was completely clean and there was not much at all. It seemed that the small stall owner was very serious about running the house.

"How long have you lived here?" she asked intentionally or unintentionally.

The stall owner said truthfully: "I have lived for a long time, I can't remember it."

He paused and looked at her eagerly, "Can I stay, I can clean and cook for you, as long as I don't drive me away."

"Aren't you rich, why do you look like you are fleeing?" Di Fuyao was very curious.

This kid is not badly dressed, just that his clothes are a little dirty. He looks like a young man from a family, but he happens to live alone in this ghost house in the bamboo forest. He only sold Spirit Plant yesterday, and he has 200,000 yuan on him. The gold coins are not bad at all.

Is it pretending to be a pig and eat a tiger?

"I have spent all my money, now I am penniless." The stall owner said a little embarra.s.sed.

Di Fuyao was shocked: "200,000, where did you spend it, why did you spend it all?"