The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 218 The Floating White Silk

"Guy, how many strange things do you have on your body? Let's shock them once and for all."

After the words fell, the corners of Jun Moli's mouth twitched slightly.

It's not that she doesn't want to tell them that she also has a weird black cat.

It's just that this black cat has disappeared for a long time, and for some reason, it suddenly appeared again this time.

Turning his head to look at the cat on the horse, he saw a black mist hovering around it.

It didn't pull the reins like a human, but used that dark air to control the direction and speed of the horse.

Could it be, no wonder it thinks that riding a horse is easy, it turns out it is using spiritual power to cheat.

The sun is setting, and the sky is getting darker.

Under the control of the black cat, the carriage came to a slow stop.

Lifting the curtains of the car window, Zhuo Hao found an inn not far away, and a smile appeared on his face immediately: "Miss Jun, there is an inn ahead, we can get off the car and rest."

"Ah."

With a faint reply, Jun Moli didn't show any emotion on his face.

The black cat riding on the carriage immediately turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared without a trace, afraid of attracting others' attention.

"I'm going to park the carriage." Raising his hand to lift the curtain of the carriage, Jun Moli was about to go down, but Zhuo Hao took a step ahead.

"How can a girl do the rough work of parking a carriage." Jumping off the carriage, Zhuo Hao turned his head and grinned at Jun Moli, raised his hand and patted his chest, looking very honest and honest: "I'm a man no matter what. , this kind of matter, just leave it to me."

Withdrawing his hand, Jun Moli did not fight with him.

She offered to stop the carriage, but in order not to be bothered by him all the time.

Now that he took the initiative to take the job, and the result has not changed, why did she insist on grabbing it from him?

However, Zhuo Hao didn't know what she was thinking at all, he took the rein of the horse foolishly and walked towards the inn.

When he reached the fence outside the inn door, he stopped immediately, unwilling to take another step.

"Jun... Jun... Miss Jun..."

Zhuo Hao's stammering voice came to Jun Moli's ears through the curtain of the carriage.

She raised her hand to lift the car curtain, slowly poked her head out, and looked at Zhuo Hao: "Are you there?"

"It's... it's here."

Turning his head stiffly, his face was pale, as if he had been frightened.

Seeing that his situation was not right, Jun Moli frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the old man and said softly: "Master, there is something wrong with the situation outside, you stay in the carriage and wait."

"Okay. Boy, be careful yourself!"

"Ah."

Stepping out of the carriage and lowering the curtain, Jun Moli turned to look at the inn.

With just one glance, she immediately understood why Zhuo Hao's face suddenly turned gray, because it was too strange here.

It is clearly written here as an inn, but she has never seen any inn with a fence outside it.

If it's just like this, it won't feel very special, but it is special, and there are many white silk hanging on its door.

The white silk was hung here and there at the entrance of the inn and on the big pagoda tree beside it, fluttering with the breeze.

At this time, the night was dark, and the white silk that could be seen everywhere outside the inn made people feel creepy.

However, Jun Moli was not afraid at all, and looked carefully at the outside of the inn.

"I'll go in and have a look." He said without looking back, and walked towards the inn.

(End of this chapter)