Picking up the ball of light, the black man flipped it in his hand, and he tried to press the ball of light everywhere to turn it off.

He thought the ball of light was a peculiar table lamp.

After tasting it to no avail, the black man placed the ball of light on the cabinet next to him and knocked it.

"What are you doing!" The ball of light makes a sound.

The black man was taken aback, immediately threw the ball of light out, and hid under the bed.

After five or six seconds, seeing that nothing had happened, the black man crawled out of the bed and looked at the ball of light again.

The ball of light lit up quietly, and what he said just now seemed to be his delusion.

The black man picked up the ball of light again and tried to knock it.

"What do you want to do?" The ball of light said again.

This time the black man was prepared, and he looked at the ball of light: "What are you!" ”

The ball of light didn't answer him.

Touching his head, the black man tapped the ball of light again.

"Knock me on you again!" Light Ball said.

But the black man did not have the slightest fear, he grinned: "It turned out to be a recording toy, it scared me to death." ”

Putting the ball of light aside, he stretched out his hand towards Xia You.

Before the black man's hand touched him, Natsuyo grabbed his hand.

The eyes of the two were facing each other, and Xia You did not forget to stuff a shrimp crack in his mouth.

The next moment, the black man screamed in horror.

It wasn't just him who was stunned, but also Xia You, who was startled, let go of his hand, and let the black man run out.

Looking at the figure of the black man running out, Xia You was puzzled:

Shouldn't it be me who is called, what are you called?

Next to her, Ava glanced at Xia You, and through the ghost's footsteps, she judged the current situation.

He was scared by the ghost and screamed, and Xia You scared the ghost and ran away.

Is the gap so big?

The mood of the black people is not much better than that of Xia Yu and Ava.

Just now, looking at his grasped palm, the black man was at first incredulous, and then frightened, he was a ghost, no one had ever been able to touch him in all these long years, and now the young man in front of him had done it.

When faced with something beyond the norm, the first reaction of black people is to be frightened, very frightened.

So he screamed and ran out of the room.

He jumped upstairs and into a closet room to calm himself.

When he finally calmed down, there was a sound of footsteps, and a moment later, the door was opened, and Xia You walked in.

"Don't come here, what do you want to do!" While stepping back, the black man looked at Xia You in horror.

At this moment, Xia You felt that he was a ghost, and the black man was a normal person.

He came to the black man, who had retreated into a corner, and there was nowhere to retreat.

"Don't come here, or I'll call!" The black man's eyes were full of panic.

There was no interest in talking to the black man about "breaking his throat", and a purple magic array appeared on Xia You's hand.

Although he didn't know what the purple in Xia You's hand was, the black man instinctively sensed the danger, and with the idea of striking first, he rushed towards Xia You.

In the magic array in Xia You's hand, a purple rope appeared and tied up the black man.

Looking at the black man struggling on the ground, Xia You said, "Tell me honestly!" “

"Confess what?" The black man asked cautiously.

"Where are your coffins?"

"What coffin? My word, I was buried under that tree in the backyard. ”

"Don't pretend to be stupid, aren't you measuring the body of the living to make coffins for them?"

"No, I am, I ......am, I am," the black man said.

"Tell me, what the hell is it!" Xia You asked.

"I'm not prepared to do anything bad!"

"If you don't do bad things, is it possible that you measure the figure of a living person, do you want to make a dress for them?"

When he said this, Xia You felt a sigh in his heart, and he had a bad conjecture.

The black man's words were in line with Xia You's conjecture.

The black man's face flushed, and only Xia You, who had such good eyes, could see it.

He twisted and took out a sweater from the cabinet next to him: "I know knitting sweaters will definitely be laughed at!" ”

The black man's voice was very enchanting, and with his one-meter-nine body size and full of muscles, Xia You was greatly impacted.

He opened the cabinet where the black man had taken out his sweater, and the cabinet was full of sweaters of various sizes.

"Every time a new guest comes in, I want to knit them a sweater for Christmas, but every time they leave before I can knit it." The black man sighed, his expression very melancholy.

Xia You was also very melancholy, and he remembered the yarn ball he found in this room during the day.

So that's what knits sweaters?

No wonder he was so timid, and he was scared under the bed by the ball of light.

I also gave you a custom coffin with such a handsome setting!

I was thrilled to think that you might be in this room, pounding a wooden plank with a hammer!

As a result, you told me you were knitting a sweater!

Where are you the granny!

Think about your height and muscles!

Sighing, Xia You asked again, "Why did you go downstairs to blow out candles?" ”

"Because it's already past eight o'clock, and people have to go to bed at nine o'clock, so I want you to go to bed quickly, and then I will measure your size."

Go to bed at nine o'clock, elementary school students don't go to bed as early as you!

"Then why did it become a forced measurement after that?"

"I'm not very good at my brain, and the children of the previous master's family, when I went to put out the candles, always liked to play with me like this, and I forgot that I was already a ghost."

Puzzles, all solved.

But Xia You was not happy at all, his mood was a little complicated.

At nine o'clock, the black man went to bed on time, and the grassroots personnel from the Foundation put him in a special box and transported him away.

Xia You and Ava also returned to the Foundation.

Lying on the bed, eating the fruit of the vines of the human head, he felt a sense of tastelessness.

It's a tasteless world, and it's not exciting at all.

The perverted murderer, the cold place of death, this kind of thing, is what Xia You wants, and what he sees is a vine with a human head bearing fruit, a three-legged golden crow locked to the roof by a small lock as a light, and an angel lying on the ground crying, and all the other containment creatures who will also lie on the ground and cry.

These things are not fierce at all, but a little cute.

What Xia You didn't take into account was that these moe were only in his eyes, and for the grassroots personnel in the shelter, these were real demons.

When Xia was leisurely, in the conference room, five executives got together.

They were still talking about Xia You.

"Sure enough, under our psychological control method, the resurrection of the dead has been controlled!"

"The three tasks, although the means are a little strange, are indeed beautifully completed!"

"Let him participate in the final battle!"