When talking about Yin Ling, Lin Tian’s mind appeared in the previous Yin Ling in Xia Liang Quilt.

Now that I think about it, Lin Tian still feels a little chill on his back. If he has not become a beastmaster, then next year's day will be his death...

Lin Tian knew that the Yin spirit that appeared in Xia Liang quilt was not a coincidence, and the formation of Yin spirit was by no means so easy.

The existence of the Yin Spirit may have appeared a long time ago, but Lin Tian didn't know it.

For normal people, Yin Ling may be a disaster, but for Lin Tian, ​​Yin Ling is a stepping stone to his own path to a strong man!

Then, Lin Tian went to the bedroom, turned on the computer, and searched for all the unusual deeds!

...

"Huh? It's almost noon, why haven't the landlord and aunt called yet?"

Lin Tian turned off the computer, stretched his body, and looked up at the time.

From midnight yesterday to now, Lin Tian has been checking out the deeds that may be caused by the ghost.

But there is no clue yet.

On the 15th of each month, it is the day when Lin Tian pays his rent at a designated location.

However, the overdue rent of the house where Lin Tian lives has been in two months.

Lin Tian happened to get his salary yesterday.

I originally planned to send the rent to Aunt Chen, but the matter of controlling the beast was temporarily delayed.

Regarding the rent payment, I agreed on today's work last month.

"Is Aunt Chen forgetting about rent when she joined the Senior Singing and Dance Troupe again?

Forget it, I'd better rent the house to Aunt Chen later and send it to you!

Just so happens that Aunt Chen’s house is also in the direction of the street park.”

After muttering a few words, Lin Tian got up, heated up the leftovers from last night and took Long Yi out after eating.

Long Yi has the passive skill of urging water, so it is much more convenient if Lin Tian doesn’t have to hold the fish tank.

...

"Where is Aunt Chen going?"

About half an hour later, Lin Tian came to the Elderly Song and Dance Club. Seeing that there were almost more than a dozen undialers, Lin Tian couldn't help but ponder.

In front of me, the door of the elderly singing and dancing club was closed, and there was a notice of "closing the hall" posted on the door.

“Would you take a nap at home?”

Lin Tian knew that Aunt Chen’s wife had been gone early and lived alone. She usually had no hobbies besides dancing. She had a son and was also in the United States.

Although I guessed that Aunt Chen was having a lunch break, Lin Tian looked at the time and it was already past two o'clock. At this time, it was time to get off lunch break.

What's more, he made so many calls.

The elderly mobile phone used by Aunt Chen, the decibels of the phone ringing, was deafening more than ten meters away...

Inadvertently, Lin Tian caught a glimpse of Long Yi who was poking his head out of his collar, and suddenly felt a little bad in his heart.

Frowning, Lin Tian ran towards Aunt Chen's house.

...

"Dongdongdongdongdong~!"

"Dongdongdongdongdong~!"

Lin Tian patted the iron gate of Aunt Chen's house in succession, but did not respond for a long time.

The place where Aunt Chen lives is considered a planned city and rural area.

Rows of houses are built separately, with a separate courtyard.

"It's strange~! Where is the person!"

Lin Tian frowned slightly.

In the street park that Lin Tian passed by on the way, he didn't see Aunt Chen either.

Some of Mrs. Chen’s playmates who were familiar to Lin Tian also said that they had not seen Mrs. Chen’s figure!

Pulu~!

Pulu~!

Just as Lin Tian was wondering where Aunt Chen was going, Long Yi, who was winding in his arms, suddenly seemed a little irritable and poked his head to spit out a few blisters.

The blisters burst and sputtered on Dolintian's neck.

Seeing this, Lin Tian stared at Long Yi and was slightly stunned. The feeling that had appeared in his heart before seemed to be infinitely expanded at this moment.

Because the Xia Liang incident occurred last night, Lin Tian knew that Long Yi had a natural reaction to the Yin Spirit.

At this moment, as Long Yi suddenly rushed out of his collar, he swam to the gate of Aunt Chen's house.

The bubbles that were spit out burst and shot on the door of Aunt Chen's house, and a series of tight and loud sounds came out.

Sizzle~! Sizzle!

The sound is like the sound of water dropping on the hot stove wall.

"Um?"

Seeing this, Lin Tian snorted lightly.

The splashing water droplets actually contained a trace of spiritual power.

It was Long Yi's spiritual power fluctuation.

Dongdongdongdongdong~!

Dongdongdongdongdong~!

At the same time, Long Yi began to hit the door of Aunt Chen's house.

Judging from the situation, it seemed that I was eager to rush into Aunt Chen's house.

Seeing this, Lin Tianxin made a fuss and kicked the iron gate.

Boom~! Squeak~!

With a loud bang, the iron door opened.

What followed was a large amount of cold air, clusters of like little snakes winding out.

This feeling was like Lin Tian suddenly opened the door to hell.

Seeing this, Lin Tian mobilized the spiritual power of the sea of ​​consciousness in his eyebrows to resist the invasion of the cold air before the cold air.

The same is true for Long Yi.

Soon, the cold air that emerged from the door was silent under the sun.

At this point, Lin Tian breathed a little relieved and tiptoed towards Aunt Chen's yard.

Um?

Turning over the door opening and coming to the yard, Lin Tian couldn't help but snort.

This is not the first time Lin Tian has come to this landlord Aunt Chen’s home.

But this time, Lin Tian felt extremely strange.

The sun shone brightly above my head, but the courtyard was covered with shadows, like a nightmare beast.

Plop~!

Plop~!

Lin Tian's ears were ringing with his heartbeat.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the quiet courtyard.

A faint sound came from the house.

The eyes swept away, and the door leading to the living room in the courtyard was open.

But what is strange is that Lin Tian could not see the situation inside the house with his naked eyes.

The situation did not improve much by attaching spiritual power to both eyes.

After the door, it seemed that it was not the living room, but the dark hole.

No!

Perhaps it cannot be described as pitch black.

After all, black is also a color.

The situation in the house is like nothingness.

nothingness?
To be continued...