Shen Chong stretched his neck and looked in from the dilapidated window, pursed his lips, and said calmly: Is it empty or not, let's go inside first to see the situation.

With that, he waved his hand at the big man Milon and walked around inside.

After a while, as if choked on some strange smell, he covered his chest and kept coughing, and then, he shrugged his shoulders at Jiaojiao and Meng Qingping, and said helplessly: It seems that there is really no one, only hungry tonight.

Then, looking very helpless, he pulled a stool from behind the door, blew the dust on it, and sat down.

Standing on the threshold, he looked around at the probe inside, and felt very strange.

Looking at the appearance of this restaurant, it is not small, there are three rooms inside and three rooms outside, and the pots, stoves, and cooking utensils in the kitchen are all available, and it looks like they are all new.

How can such a place be deserted and uninhabited?

If the owner of this place is going to move, he won't leave these things behind.

Anyway, that's a lot of money, isn't it?

Thinking of this, she took off the golden bell hanging around her neck, shook it, wrapped the rope around her index finger and shook it back and forth, watching the sunset that was about to sink in the west.

Then, on tiptoe, he looked at the long road leading to the depths of the distant mountains, which was deserted, and he couldn't see a ghost, and said secretly: It seems that I really want to spend the night here today.

Hearing this, Qu Lijiang's cute little face like a little girl looked at Jiaojiao, with a worried face, and said: Sister Jiaojiao, will it be ...... Haunted house?

He seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage to say the word "ghost".

He turned around, tapped the bell on his head, and said with a grin, "What's the matter?"

Meng Qingping suddenly straightened his chest, looked at Qu Lijiang, looked at Qu Lijiang with disdain, and said with a smile: No shame, no shame, there is a leading sister here, what are you afraid of?

Jiaojiao exhaled slightly, and then, patted on his chest, looked at Meng Qingping, looked frightened, and said: But, I'm also afraid.

If this house is really haunted, and the third watch in the middle of the night comes out to catch the children to make snacks, I'm afraid there are problems, not to mention the four of you?

Shen Chong looked relieved, looked at Jiaojiao with a convincing face, and said: Sister Jiaojiao, I know that you are modestly and deliberately scaring us.

Ha, our four foxes in Huangshi didn't come out to roam the rivers and lakes in a day or two, and encountered this kind of haunted house in the wilderness, of course...... I'm a little scared, too.

However, we also know that Sister Jiaojiao, your kung fu is superb, ordinary people are not your opponents, and moreover, you are also the apprentice of the famous Shang Tiandao.

Don't say it's not haunted, it's haunted, hmph, the little ghosts dare to come out and catch us, and it's polite enough if we don't catch them as snacks.

The fiery cloud-like hair of the leader trembled slightly, as if he was shy, slapped Shen Chong on the shoulder, and said with a grin: I hate it, I'm embarrassed not to protect you.

If any imps run out, I will definitely protect you, you four imps, don't worry, ha.

Qu Lijiang looked around, looking at this devastated scene, he couldn't help but gasp, and said: It won't be so coincidental to really meet a ghost.

Besides, we were only here for one night.

Speaking of this, he didn't know whether he was comforting others or himself, and muttered: Oh, not afraid, not afraid, what are you afraid of?

Shen Chong, you're right, in this river and lake, martial arts are more powerful than the best sisters...... Ghosts, I'm afraid there aren't many, our four foxes in Huangshi aren't even afraid of people, are we still afraid of ghosts?

Besides, in this kind of ghost place in the barren mountains and mountains, it is estimated that even ghosts do not want to come, and if they do, they will come to the fox fairy, and we are foxes.

The fox and the fox fairy are originally a family, and I don't think they will meet us in the same way, and maybe they will bring out wine and food to entertain us.

The best man gently pinched his nose and said hee-hee: You, you, you are really a clever ghost who can comfort people.

Meng Qingping looked around, looked heartless, and said: No matter whether it is a ghost or a fox fairy that you encounter at night, I think it is better to light the fire first.

I heard that the fox fairies and ghosts were afraid of fire, and maybe they wanted to meet here, but when they saw the fire, they didn't dare to come.

As he spoke, he took out the fire fold from his bosom and shook it in the air, and the light blue flame ignited.

He took a look around the room with a fire, and found an oil lamp with a layer of dust on the table in the corner.

Although it had not been used for months, there was still half a lamp oil in the lamp.

As soon as the oil lamp was lit, the room lit up.

Suddenly, however, it was dark.

A few of their little children sat around under the oil lamp, no one spoke, just looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

And the empty silence in the room made them feel even more frightened.

An unprecedented fear poured out of every corner of this abandoned barren mountain shop, in every darkness, oppressing their throbbing nerves.

Shen Chong felt that if everyone sat down like this, they would definitely go crazy collectively, so he had to clear his throat, and there was nothing to say, and said:

Alas, look at these barren mountains and mountains, those who have not eaten or drunk, except that they can move freely, I am afraid that they are no different from being imprisoned.

I didn't expect this place to be so poor, so hungry that I hated to catch a mouse and taste something, alas, this kind of place, I'm afraid there are no rats.

It is said that the taste of rat meat is still good, about the same as hare meat, and alas, I can assure you that if there were rats now, I would dare to roast and eat them.

In fact, Shen Chong didn't really have nothing to say, but they were indeed hungry.

In this kind of ghost place, it would be a wonderful thing to have a bowl of hot noodle soup with hot steamed buns sandwiched with pickles on this cold winter night.

However, there was nothing in this restaurant.

Yes, it's just a room full of dust.

This night, it seems, they really had to spend it in hunger and terror.

Hearing Shen Chong's words, Meng Qingping spat fiercely on the ground, and said one after another: Hmph, if there is a mouse, even if it is not cooked, I dare to eat it, starving to death will not pay for it.

The leader slapped each of them on the head and said, "Go, go, go, you are so disgusting, you can say it if you eat mice."

Meng Qingping said with an aggrieved face: But, Sister Jiaojiao, we are really hungry.

Qu Lijiang suddenly covered his stomach, made a look like he was about to vomit, pretended to burp, and said: Oh, I'm so full.

Everyone's eyes looked at him, not knowing what nerves he was experiencing.

Qu Lijiang continued to burp him and said: If you are full, you won't feel hungry.

Then, several of them clutched their stomachs together and shouted there: Oops, hold on, die.