domestic hell grinder

"Brother is so happy to live with you." Yin Zhao didn't pay attention to his words, but was very happy.

The slight smile on Yue Ling's face had disappeared.

It's not necessarily good to go there.

"Brother, have we bought a plane ticket yet?"

"Brother, can the passport given to me by the Human Security Bureau replace my ID card?"

"Brother, what should I do when others check my documents? Can I be fooled?"

...Yin Zhao chattered endlessly while dragging the suitcase.

"Finished asking?" Yue Ling glanced at him lightly.

Yin Zhao thought about it seriously: "That's all for now."

Yue Ling raised his chin slightly, signaling him to look diagonally forward.

When Yin Zhao saw the private jet, his pupils enlarged suddenly, and his jaw couldn't be retracted for a while.

Yin Zhao: ...All right.

"Brother, don't you still drive this?"

"There are already people in the cockpit, no need for me."

That is the meeting... Yin Zhao's weak heart suffered a huge blow again.

When Yin Zhao got on the plane, he looked around: "Brother, can't your gods go from one place to another with a biu sound?"

Yue Ling took off his coat slowly, and gave him a look that he knew by the way.

Yin Zhao seemed to understand: "Could it be because you want to keep a low profile?"

"Because I took you with me."

Yin Zhao immediately fell silent and sat down obediently.

When entering the level flying state, Yue Ling closed his eyes and rested his mind, Yin Zhao was bored and could only use the mobile phone he bought for himself to buy some small games.

Yue Ling is really strange. You invited him to play at the beginning and he didn’t want to, but he wanted to play after you had a good time... This is Yin Zhao’s overall psychological feeling when he handed over the phone.

Yue Ling's fingers are already well-articulated, and there is a sense of beauty in walking between the screens.

It's just that his record is really not good at all.

It even sucks.

Yin Zhao had been holding back his laughter for a long time, until he was killed by Yue Ling's threatening eyes, and he tactfully delivered a speech about the problematic rules of the game.

Huh, it's so dangerous, I'm afraid of being thrown off the plane.

When the plane was descending, Yin Zhao finally saw the buildings of various shapes under the clouds.He understands that every place has its own characteristics, but their characteristics are too prominent, even a little mysterious.

Yue Ling casually tapped the handle of the seat with his fingertips: "This is Xiacheng."

Yin Zhao looked away in surprise: "This is the Xia City that is not under the control of the Human Security Bureau?" Even though he didn't step in, he still had a deep impression of the rumored Independence City that ordinary people can't enter without permission.

Yue Ling nodded: "Only here, all kinds of gods and monsters can openly coexist with humans."

"Brother, why don't you stay here?"

"Stay."

Yin Zhao leaned his head on the back of the chair: "Why do human beings stay here, won't they be restrained everywhere?"

"There is an old saying among you that money can turn ghosts, and their relationship is similar to this."

"Why do you want to come back?"

"Come to visit a friend."

"What kind of friend, please come all the way here." Yin Zhao murmured softly, and after he finished speaking, he shook his head again and again.

What a fool, now he wants to take care of Yue Ling.

After the plane landed, Yue Ling glanced out the window and said, "The most abnormal here is the most normal. Even if you are surprised, don't show it."

Although Yin Zhao didn't figure out anything, he firmly remembered this sentence, so when he went down, he was no longer surprised when he saw two skeletons in suits waiting in front of him.

Yin Zhao watched helplessly as a strange rune appeared slightly on the back of Yue Ling's white hand, and then the skeleton blocking the way obediently retreated to the side to make way.

Yin Zhao: ...I thought they were here to help with luggage.

"Oh, it's gone." Yin Zhao couldn't help raising Yue Ling's hand out of curiosity.

Yue Ling withdrew slowly: "It's not for you to see."

Yin Zhao guessed that everything here would be unconventional, but...... Even the exterior of the hotel is made into a strange silver mask, which is too much.

Creepy.

Yin Zhao couldn't help but looked around at the passers-by, and asked curiously, "Are they human beings, gods or ghosts?"

Yue Ling shook his head: "I don't know."

"Could it be that they are stronger than you and you can't find out?" Yin Zhao was shocked again.

Yue Ling rolled her eyes imperceptibly: "I have concealed my spiritual consciousness, and the only way to not expose you is to reduce my sense of existence as much as possible."

"Isn't everything inclusive here?" Yin Zhao's eyes were slightly wronged.

"It's compatible with living things. A dead thing like you might be considered an evil thing. Yin Zhao, you—" Before Yue Ling finished speaking, Yin Zhao was already tightly wrapping his arms around him.

"I'm not timid. I'm afraid that if I cause any trouble, I will trouble you again, so I have to follow closely."

Yue Ling sighed lightly, and didn't break away for a while, but when he went to register the information, he still couldn't help scolding him: "How do you make me write like this?"

Yin Zhao frowned, and then let go.However, when he looked at the front desk ambiguously, he realized that the way he came in just now was the most eye-catching.

Don't ask, you will regret it if you ask.

Yue Ling had been absent-minded since entering the elevator, and Yin Zhao could only quietly grab his sleeves. After all, the person next to him with the brim of his black hat covering his face made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Since only Yue Ling's certificate was used, Yin Zhao was not surprised when he saw that only one room was opened. He also deliberately measured how much area he would take up when sleeping tonight in order not to let Yue Ling feel I am redundant.

However, Yue Ling didn't give him this opportunity to measure at all—"Choose a sofa to sleep on, or you can sleep on the floor if you want."

Yin Zhao: ...This man really has no heart.

When Yue Ling slowly unbuttoned his tie and clothes, he suddenly found that Yin Zhao was looking directly at him, and the movements of his hands froze:?

"Brother, am I not allowed to eat or drink when I come here?"

It turned out that remembering this incident, Yue Ling sighed secretly: "Yes, if I don't find out in time, you will be sent to the hospital, and people like you who have no vital signs will be directly sent to the morgue."

......Yin Zhao felt a little melancholy.

The sound of rushing water in the bathroom has been going on for half an hour. Yin Zhao felt bored but didn't dare to go out for a stroll without authorization. He could only lean against the floor-to-ceiling windows and watch the sunset that was about to sink into the horizon.

As the beams of light were taken away, Yin Zhao also felt more and more tired. He rubbed his eyes, and his expression froze suddenly—a flimsy black line appeared at the place of his little finger, which passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spread out.

According to Yin Zhao's experience, this is not an auspicious thing. He wanted to tear it off, but found that the more he pulled his fingers, the more painful it became.He subconsciously wanted to summon Yue Ling, but the moment he raised his eyes, he saw the black brim outside the window...

When the piercing sound of shattering glass came, Yue Ling almost tore off the bathroom door handle.When he saw the empty room and the debris all over the floor, his eyes darkened, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

Sure enough, it was careless.

He carefully inspected the dots of blood on the ground until he saw a black line, and he knew it in his heart.

Such a cunning ghost hunter followed him all the way.

After Yue Ling regained his consciousness, he only explored for a few seconds before he understood Yin Zhao's current situation.

After he glanced at the time, he fell silent instead.After all, it was the luckiest of misfortunes that Yin Zhao was sent to that place.

After pondering for a while, Yue Ling changed his clothes in a leisurely manner, and finally took out something he had prepared from the suitcase before walking out of the room and descending directly from the upper floors of the hotel.