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Chapter 297, who stole my chicken(2/2)

When the time came, Wang Zun did not hesitate, immediately opened the door and walked out, arriving at the door next door.

Could something be happening inside?

Wang Zun twisted the door handle and opened the door gently, making a "creak" sound!

I don’t know when the white candle went out!

strangeness!

It’s only four minutes. The white candle has burned out?

Obviously impossible!

Turn on your headlights and shine into the corner.

His pupils trembled involuntarily, and he opened his mouth slightly, a little shocked!

The white candle was only one-third burned, and the three incense sticks were still there, but they were also extinguished.

The basin was empty, with nothing at all.

The chicken...is gone!

When did you disappear?

Wang Zun was surprised. He had been guarding the door. If the other party wanted to take the chicken away, he had to leave through the door, right?

I took pictures all around, including the top of my head, and found no trace of the chicken.

Being eaten?

When did this happen?

It was also at this time that Wang Zun's ears twitched and jumped suddenly, and a "bah, bah, bah, bah" sound suddenly sounded in the quiet villa.

Very small voice!

But Wang Zun heard it clearly, biting, swallowing, chirping, chirping...

This is the sound of eating!

Click!

There was a sudden sound, like the sound of bones being bitten, which seemed particularly loud in this dark and quiet environment.

Wang Zun turned off the light on his head and walked quietly out of the door, trying not to make any noise.

Bah, bah, bah...

Following the weak voice, Wang Zun came to the lobby on the first floor, his ears straightened, and he looked up at the dark third floor!

This sound came from the third floor!

The sound of eating!

Was it that some ghost took my chicken to the third floor and ate it?

Wang Zun wasn't too nervous, but he couldn't figure out how the other party did it.

While he was keeping an eye on the door, the other party was able to steal the chicken right under his nose!

Isn't this an insult to him?

Pulling out the ghost-fighting knife, ghost vines covered with tiny blue scales and fangs crawled over his body, looking as weird as a python.

Wang Zun walked up the stairs to the second floor. Without stopping, he continued to go up to the third floor!

The sound of eating never stopped. After reaching the third floor, it became even louder. In addition to the sound of swallowing, there was also the sound of biting bones.

Wang Zun looked directly at the direction of the sound, and landed on the door of the innermost room. He turned on the light above his head, and could clearly see that the door was gently shaking, opening a thin crack, and faintly opening.

You can see a figure squatting on the ground in the dark room.

Wang Zun's expression remained unchanged, unmoved, he looked at the shaking door calmly and walked straight over.

He wanted to see what the devil who stole his chicken looked like.

With long strides and a rush of energy, he reached the door in two steps and pushed the door open.

The light shone on the figure on the ground. The figure was squatting on the ground with his back to the door, his hands moving, and he kept stuffing something into his mouth.

On the ground in front of him was a cooked chicken that had been torn into pieces.

Of course, the chicken was not fully cooked, and blood still seeped out when the skin was torn open, making it look particularly bloody and cruel.

There was a lot of movement when Wang Zun came in, but the ghost squatting on the ground didn't react at all. He just ate the chicken in his hand and kept stuffing it into his mouth, even breaking the bones and swallowing it!


Chapter completed!
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