The cold wind kept blowing on the roof, as if someone was crying and howling.

Everyone said nothing. After their bodies recovered a little, everyone stood up and tidied themselves up silently.

Li Chengyi looked at the painting in the fire. At this time, the painting had been completely burned to coke.

but.

Their purpose failed.

No matter what kind of preparation.

He walked to Zhong Ying's body and looked down at the woman with bloodstains and burns all over her body.

"Bai Feipeng, who is that little fat guy!?"

"I don't know." Song Ran stood up with a heavy face, "Maybe it's not Bai Feipeng at all, but something else."

Looking at Zhong Ying's body, several people felt chills. The company's mission this time was to help Zhong Ying escape from the foggy street. But no one expected to encounter such a strange encounter.

Inexplicably, Li Chengyi suddenly thought that if he had not been pulled into the blind corner of the foggy street, he would have followed the little fat man outside to find the so-called Wu Ji Grocery Store.

What will he encounter at that time?

Wu Ji's grocery store is not in reality at all, but most likely in a painting, if he had followed it at that time.

Li Chengyi could not predict.

He is different from Zhong Ying. He has flower scale clothes, the ability to speak flowers, and his own trump card.

What will happen in the end, he doesn't know.

But no matter what, it will definitely not be like this.

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Zhong Ying's death was like a pebble being gently dropped into the stream.

It was so silent that even the sound of the stream itself was louder than hers.

Her funeral was arranged by Song Ran. It was simple, clean, and a one-stop service provided by a professional company. It only cost tens of thousands of yuan.

With no relatives, friends, or colleagues, she is an isolated person that no one cares about, disappearing into the world without leaving a trace.

After making arrangements for the funeral, Sindra went back to the company first.

Sima Gui also went to other cities to rest and did not stay again.

Only Song Ran was responsible for cleaning up the various problems after Zhong Ying's death.

Li Chengyi did not leave, but still stayed. He thought that after the fog street recovered, he would flash in again and try to touch the little white flower. He was still unwilling to give in.

Tianxing Old Street·Candy Bar.

At night, Li Chengyi walked slowly along the old street. Except for a few shops with lights on, the deserted street was completely gray and black.

The scorched black marks that can be seen everywhere add a lot of history to this neighborhood.

He followed the sidewalk and walked up and down the street several times.

But there was no movement, the fog street seemed to be completely silent, no more memories flashed.

‘Could it be that the probability of memory flashing increases with the appearance of people in blind spots?’ Doubts arose in his mind.

while walking.

His footsteps suddenly stopped.

Look up and look forward.

The street in front of me didn't know when it was covered with a layer of light gray fog.

At the end of the gray fog, in the haze, under the streetlight, stood a fat white man wearing a primary school uniform, looking at him quietly.

Bai Feipeng.

Li Chengyi felt awe-struck, and also stopped and looked at the other party.

"Shake, shake, shake." Behind Bai Feipeng, in the mist, a colorful halo flickered brightly and dimly.

That's the light of the slot machine.

call.

A breeze blew by, and the gray fog quickly thickened, and Bai Feipeng and the slot machine began to move away together.

It was as if there was an automatic conveyor belt under Li Chengyi's feet, taking him quickly away from the block where the slot machine was located.

He felt anxious and quickly looked to the side at the foot of the street lamps.

Soon, I found the small white flower swaying gently under one of the street lights.

The moment he saw Xiao Hua, Li Chengyi felt certain and was no longer anxious.

"I will come back." He looked deeply at the little fat man Bai Feipeng.

Zhaoshan, Tianxing Street, Wu Street dead end.

The only way for him to successfully obtain the flower language of that little white flower is to wait for the flower god position to be vacated, then come back here and constantly refresh the blind spots in the fog street.

Then enter again and again to absorb the flower energy.

This is destined to be a long process. He is also destined to get along with the slot machine and this mysterious little fat man for a long time.

The premise is that the blind spots on foggy streets will not disappear.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, he exited the foggy street, and the scenery of Tianxing Old Street returned to his eyes.

Without hesitation, this time, Li Chengyi turned around and walked away in the direction of other neighborhoods.

He has truly determined that the blind spot on Fog Street and the little fat man Bai Feipeng are probably not in the same blind spot at all, and the two are probably crossing the blind spot!

Thanks to the two people who tipped 10,000 points last week~

Don’t quit sitting all night with a candle

Drunken person

I have been a drunkard for many years without realizing it...Thanks for the recognition of Lao Gun.
Chapter completed!