[Rare prop: Time camera (broken)! 】

[This item can be used for normal shooting or abnormal shooting. When you choose abnormal shooting, you can not only shoot ghosts, but also choose to freeze the ghosts for three seconds. (You can only freeze one at a time.)]

[Because the camera is damaged, it can only freeze ghosts three times. After three times, it will only provide the function of photographing ghosts. This prop is useless against ghosts.]

[Normal level props: Wishing Stone!]

[It can increase the success rate a little bit, but the quality of such a metaphysical thing is ordinary. How subtle is this, you should understand, right? 】

[Rare Item: Film baptized by time! 】

[After inserting this film into the camera, the camera will be temporarily strengthened, and it can also be effective against ghosts and above. (A one-time prop, it will disappear directly after use.)]

Muke took the time camera and film, of course, just to combine them to deal with the female ghost who wanted to kill her.

The purpose of taking the wishing stone was to hope that the success rate of grandma's surgery would be a little higher. Just like the description, there was only a trace of it, and she recognized it.

After hiding the things, Muke went down the stairs. When he reached the first floor, he happened to see 105 returning empty-handed.

"Good morning, little landlady." His smile was bright, but he had thick dark circles under his eyes. It was obviously early summer, but his hands were hidden in black gloves, making him look very mysterious.

"Well, morning." Muke replied with a bright smile, but he was thinking about the day when he would have free time at night, so he would ask Chen Jie to go to his room to confirm whether he was a perverted murderer as recorded in the diary.

If it is true, then she will definitely send him to a place where he can eat for free for the rest of his life, and give him a luxurious stainless steel bracelet.

Two living people faced each other smiling in broad daylight, thinking in their hearts to give each other a mysterious gift.

As soon as Muke left Meiman Apartment, a crow landed on her shoulder: "Are you going to eat?"

Muke: "I remember correctly, less than an hour has passed since our last meal."

Crow: "Then I'll ask again in an hour."

Muke: "Wait a minute, did you see that man just now? Keep an eye on him for me and see what he has done. I will treat you to dinner when I come back."

Muke wants to make money. With money, she can do many things.

For example, install surveillance cameras in the corridors to track the movements of all tenants, and have the police come to provide warmth when they bring back victims.

And again, this is a cycle.

Because if these perverts are not kicked out, there will probably be no normal tenants to rent the house, and she will not have enough income.

Crow lowered his head slightly and pondered for a moment, with a serious and solemn expression on his face: "Is this building yours?"

He must have heard the man calling her landlord.

Muke felt there was no need to deny it, so he nodded.

She only felt that the crow's eyes seemed to light up, and the next moment he turned into a human form, holding her hand tightly, and said sincerely: "Can you support me?"

"ha?"

Crow: "Just take care of the food and control."

Muke "adopted" Ying Sanyue and Chen Jie largely because they didn't need to eat.

She couldn't support herself, let alone raise crows. She broke away from his hand and said, "I have no money."

Crow: "I'm not stupid."

Muke: "What do you mean?"

Crow: "Qin said that anyone who owns a house is rich."

He thought for a while and then cautiously added: "The person who owns a house is particularly rich."

Muke: "I'm sorry, I have embarrassed the house owner."

She was about to leave when she suddenly thought that the house was empty, so she turned to the crow and said: "It's impossible to keep a baby, so let me take care of it, and you can help me when you are free, and it will be used as payment for the rent."

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Crow thought for a while, nodded, then pointed to the motorcycle at the door of the apartment and said, "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

He emphasized: "It's free."

In order to save the bus fare of RMB 4,000, Muke did not hesitate to choose to experience the extended version of the roller coaster.

Facts have proved that as long as you experience everything a few times, you will slowly...slowly adapt to it. For example, this time, when Muke got off the car, his feet were a little wandering and his face was a little pale. Other than that, there were no sequelae.

No, when she said the word sequelae, her brain was not clear enough.

Muke drifted into the hospital, while Crow stood at the door of a restaurant near the hospital smelling the aroma wafting from inside.

His whole body exuded a cold aura, and his perfect facial features like ice sculptures seemed to be thousands of miles away, sacred and unapproachable.

Especially those eyes, as cold and arrogant as a lone wolf, staring in the direction of the kitchen of the hotel.

The young ladies who secretly photographed him looked at his handsome appearance and distant temperament, and their hearts were filled with confusion.

They all wondered if he was a mysterious special forces soldier.

The chef of this restaurant is actually a hidden boss, who is the target of his assassination this time.

They don't know that for this mysterious "special soldier", as long as you invite him to dinner, let alone your contact information, he can follow you.

Grandma was squinting her eyes slightly, looking at the sunshine outside the window and the fruit basket on the bedside, looking like she was peacefully passing through the years. Of course, the premise was that she took off her hospital gown.

When grandma saw Muke coming in, her smile became brighter and there were more wrinkles on her face: "Good granddaughter."

Muke sniffed and sat beside her grandma's bed. While chatting with her, she took out an apple from the fruit basket on the bedside and started peeling it.

The faint fragrance of apples could not mask the smell of disinfectant, but it made the already warm ward a little more truly cozy, until Muke discovered a small pinhole in the pulp.

Grandma's eyes widened when she saw the apple that instantly shattered in Muke's hand. Her first reaction was to check whether Muke's hand was injured.

Muke smiled and shook her head, and then checked a fruit basket. In the deepest part of the fruit basket, she found a piece of paper with a smiling face on it.

The reverse side reads: "Are you satisfied with this surprise?"

Of course grandma knew about Muke's illness. Seeing the smile on her lips getting brighter and brighter, grandma quickly said: "Keke, what's wrong? Grandma is here, don't be afraid."

Muke forced down the smile on his lips: "It's okay."

Smiley kept sending her notes and so-called surprises. The purpose should be to put pressure on her from a mental level and keep her in a high-pressure environment for a long time.

I have to say that "he" was really successful. When she thought that grandma had been targeted, she could no longer control the smile on her face and the anger in her heart.

Faced with 404, she rationally avoided the key points, and for the first time she wanted to kill someone with her own hands.

Muke pretended to be casual and asked: "Grandma, you didn't eat this apple, did you?"

But telling grandma about the smiling face will not help. It will only make grandma live in fear like her.

When the truth is cruel, a right amount of beautiful lies is needed.

Grandma: "What's wrong?"

Muke: "I just saw a worm in the apple, which scared me. I wanted to see if the other apples were also bitten by the worm. It would be bad if I ate the worm."

Grandma: "Keke is so old, but she's still afraid of bugs. It's so embarrassing."

Muke lowered his head in response and pretended to be embarrassed: "Grandma didn't eat, did she?"

Grandma shook her head.

These apples were bought for her grandma before she lost her memory, and they were always placed on her bedside. She cherished them and would not bear them if she did not eat them.

Grandma was used to being poor just like her. She was so afraid of poverty that she was reluctant to even eat apples.
Chapter completed!