chah~ chah~

In the fog ahead, there seems to be a sound of cymbals, from far to near.

Not long after, seeing the dark shadow appearing in the fog ahead by the light by the roadside, Donald could not help but focus his eyes on it. The shadow's forelimbs were constantly swaying, and he should be holding two cymbals in his hands.

Donald squinted his eyes, held the Bone Spirit Tray in his hand, and hit cymbals on the street at 3am?

This is not like what a normal person should do, let alone cymbals, which are not among the musical instruments in this world, so naturally there is no such thing as practice.

chah~ chah~

Sounds came from all directions, and the shadow always seemed to keep a distance from Donald riding a horse.

Donald didn't know why he encountered such a situation. It couldn't be a strange urban talk in Demingham, and he let himself run into it today?

In any case, there is no fear. He is a person who has seen the market to some extent now, but this feeling of being peeped and played makes Donald very uncomfortable.

He turned on his spiritual vision, trying to figure out what was hiding in the thick fog, but there was nothing left in his field of vision, just full of gray and black, which reminded Donald of the effect of face-to-face book, could it be a spiritual suggestion ?

"What the hell...Sonic Toad, it's up to you!"

The thumb rubbed the inscription on the bone spirit plate, and the sonic toad appeared beside Donald. It was as tall as a horse. He shook his head lightly, and his tongue rushed out, and went straight to the dark shadow in the fog in front of him. Back to both sides.

The shadow just disappeared without warning... just as suddenly as it appeared.

This made Donald even more suspicious that his spirit was affected, and his hands immediately began to form a seal and used a spell to dispel him.

There was no strange feeling, and Donald didn't know whether the spell dispelling succeeded or failed, but from the current point of view, the knocking shadow had indeed disappeared.

Until he got off his horse on the street near Royal DeLorean College, Donald was still thinking about what he had just met, and found a good position to climb back over the wall. As a result, just as he jumped up, he was met with a pale face. .

"what!"

At least I had a mental preparation before, but this time I didn't pay attention because I was thinking about the things just now. Donald was really scared.

After reacting, he turned on his spiritual vision again, and looked through the wall to see a red-lighted person crouching on the ground behind him and a blue humanoid a few meters away from the wall.

Trying to climb over the wall again, Donald sat on the top of the wall and did not rush down. He first glanced at the person on the ground with his spiritual vision. Judging from his posture, he should have fainted.

"The one who was frightened didn't faint, but the one who was frightened fainted, or was it that you were frightened too?"

His eyes turned from the man below to the existence on the edge of the wall, still thick fog, still dark shadows, Donald raised his eyebrows,

"Do you like to play this set now?"

"She's mine...leave!"

A strange and erratic voice entered Donald's ears, as if declaring his ownership of the girl under the wall.

"Yours? Then you come to get it. I won't stop you."

Donald is also annoyed. He hasn't finished his meditation today and doesn't want to waste time here.

The dark shadow in the thick fog did not disappear this time, but went straight to the girl under Donald under the fog.

However, when it was only halfway through the flight, the sonic toad jumped from behind Donald to the sky above it, and without saying hello, the fangs of that mouth opened its mouth and gnawed at the ghost.

A man's roar of pain immediately sounded in the air, and the fog quickly receded, but the Sonic Toad didn't give it any chance at all. With a roll of its tongue, it grabbed the soul back and swallowed it into its stomach. be your own energy.

This is an ordinary soul, without any special ability, if you have to say it, it is probably the most common spiritual body possession.

What makes Donald a little strange is why this soul is chasing the person below, and if Donald heard correctly, the tone of the conversation with him before is weird, but it can still be heard as a woman's voice, and this soul is being swallowed by the sonic toad. It was a man's voice.

She took back the sonic toad, jumped off the fence, and looked at the girl who was still in a coma. She was being chased by this soul before, which meant that she was probably trying to escape over the wall, and happened to meet Donald who came back over the wall. As it is now.

Throw her here?

I'm afraid it won't work. There are only a few hours left before dawn. If she doesn't wake up and is discovered by the security staff in the school, then someone will definitely ask her why she is here, and Donald will naturally be confessed. , I didn't know if she had seen her full face before.

Kill it on the spot?

Donald hasn't gotten to the point where others will kill people if they look at him, not to mention he is the one who saves people. Now if he kills people in reverse, no matter how much talent is valued by the heterodox bureau, they won't recruit a criminal. own organization.

"Tsk...what am I afraid of? Now that I'm also someone above me, could the Aliens Bureau still arrest me because I save people?"

Donald struggled for a while and suddenly realized that his thoughts hadn't changed yet. Now he has a badge in his hand, belonging to the people who are about to enter the government. He is not afraid of being discovered by the Bureau.

This is the advantage of having an official status. Bend over to pick up the **** the ground, and take it back to your room first...

**

The next morning when the two of them met naked in the bed, this kind of **** didn't happen. When Donald woke up from the sofa, Finger was lying on his chest, raising his head and looking at people, beside the sofa. Standing with the girl who was rescued last night.

He remembered as if he had put her directly on the bed and put a blanket over it.

"Awake? You passed out by the fence last night. I happened to be coming back from outside, and you scared me... I guess I scared you too. We are even, you have to help me Keep this secret, don't tell it, and since you're all right, just go."

Donald got up from the sofa in a daze, spent a few seconds recalling what happened last night, and then asked the girl to leave.

"Last night I... did you see..."

She didn't know how to express her experiences, those ghosts, those whispers in her ears.

"What did you see? Hey, you don't want to blackmail, right? I didn't do anything to you, and I carried you back from the fence along the way. A little girl like you shouldn't sneak into the nightclub in the early morning. Parents are so worried, I only went there as an adult, but you can't."

Donald interrupted her directly. He didn't discuss with the girl the idea of ​​the ghost last night. Besides, the ghost was swallowed by the sonic toad as a supplement, and there was nothing to talk about.

"Thank you for your help, bye..."

The girl's complexion was very bad, the dark circles under her eyes looked like she hadn't slept for a few days, and her hair was hanging in a mess. She took a step back and wanted to bow and thank her, but as soon as she bent down, she fell forward and just sat up from the sofa. Donald hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him.

The girl fainted again.

How weak does it have to be to get dizzy? Donald hurriedly got up from the sofa and helped the girl back to the bed. Only then did he realize that the girl was extremely petite. She went to school at Royal DeLorean, and she must be at least 18 years old, but what about the girl's face and body? Both are 15 or 6 years old.

It's just the short black hair that reaches her shoulders, her delicate face is bloodless, and the two dark circles under her eyes are particularly conspicuous. She reached out and tried it under her nose, breathing smoothly.

Is this sleeping?

Donald frowned. The girl's current state proved that she hadn't slept properly for a long time. Could it be that the previous ghost had been harassing her?

There was no way to wake her for the time being. Donald went into the bathroom to wash up before trying to find a way to solve the trouble. As a result, halfway through his face, some special existences appeared in his room in his mental power perception.

He pushed open the door with a towel in his hand. The **** the bed was frowning and rolling. Donald immediately turned on his spiritual vision. Sure enough, a cloud of black mist was lingering around the girl's head, and even the temperature in the entire room seemed to drop. Not a lot.

"How dare you go to the place where I live to make a fuss, I have never died!"

It's not easy to cast spells in the room, and Donald doesn't need to cast spells either. His mental power is connected to the bone spirit disk, and the sonic toad immediately appears in the room. When the tongue rolls, the black mist enters its mouth, and its size is vaguely larger. These negative energies are something that Sonic Toads can use for self-enhancement.

Standing beside the bed and looking at the girl with a calm expression on her face and a slight snoring sound when breathing, Donald couldn't help but be a little curious.

Where did the black fog come from just now? Judging from the girl's reaction, it is estimated that she was dreaming of something bad, which means that the black fog was making her have nightmares...

Why target a girl like this?

"Sonic Toad, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, you are watching here. If there is any strange thing mixed in, you will swallow it. I will go out and buy some breakfast."

The girl was in this state now, and Donald couldn't bear to forcibly wake her up. Just go to sleep, it's not too short of a while, anyway, he got up too, just in time to go out to buy breakfast.

When Donald came back, the girl hadn't woken up yet. To his surprise, it had only been ten minutes, and through the feedback of Sonic Toad, he learned that it had swallowed another black mist of negative energy.

Sitting in a chair and eating breakfast, making scrolls of inscriptions, researching newly acquired spells, occasionally glancing at people in bed without waking her up.

So the girl slept like this for the whole morning, during which two black mists appeared, and the interval became longer and longer. From the first ten minutes to more than an hour, and then to more than two hours, Donald understood. , it is not these black mists coming to the door at all.

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