The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 219 The Weird Red Shadow

"What... what?" His eyes widened in disbelief, Zhuo Hao couldn't believe his ears: "Miss Jun, don't go in, it's dangerous inside."

……

quiet……

Deathly silence.

Before waiting for Jun Moli's answer, Zhuo Hao felt so anxious that he was about to jump out.

But even so, he still turned his back to the inn.

Maybe it was because he was frightened by the look just now, and he didn't dare to turn his head to look at it again, let alone go in to inquire about the situation.

Jun Moli stepped into the inn. The layout of this inn is no different from other inns, but because there is no one, it looks very deserted.

Taking a rough look, Jun Moli looked back and walked out of the inn: "We will stay here tonight."

He raised his hand and patted Zhuo Hao's shoulder, his legs were so frightened that he almost knelt down.

"What? Live... Live here?" His eyes widened in surprise, Zhuo Hao didn't dare to turn his head to look at her, so he could only turn his back to his body, anxiously alone: ​​"Miss Jun, I think there is really something wrong here. Strange. Master was kidnapped once, and I'm afraid he won't be able to withstand the second torment, so let's go."

Hearing Zhuo Hao using himself as an excuse, the corner of the old man's mouth twitched, and he raised his hand to lift the curtain of the carriage: "The old man is fine, my dear boy, don't worry."

Zhuo Hao had just finished speaking when he was slapped, feeling really humiliated.

But compared with face, he still thinks life is more important.

"Jun...Miss Jun, do we really...really want to live...live here?"

Subconsciously, he turned his head and looked at the inn behind him, but with just one glance, he saw a strange red shadow flashing past, so scared that he immediately hugged Jun Moli's arm tightly: "Ghost... there is a ghost!"

Glancing faintly at Zhuo Hao's hand holding her arm, Jun Moli silently withdrew his hand.

Although she didn't say anything, the old man on the side couldn't stand it any longer, and gave Zhuo Hao a disdainful look: "Stinky brat, look at how promising you are."

"Master..." Realizing his gaffe, Zhuo Hao quickly withdrew his hand, glanced at the old man, and timidly looked at the weird inn behind him: "Jun...Miss Jun, you believe me, next time Gen... I'm not afraid of any ghosts at all, I just worry that you and Master will... be in danger."

"If you're not afraid, go in."

Putting down a word coldly, Jun Moli didn't turn his head back, and turned to the inn with the old man.

Zhuo Hao looked at the carriage in front of him, lowered his head and thought for a moment, his face suddenly beamed with joy: "Miss Jun, I don't think this inn has a stable, and the groom doesn't know where to go, why don't you stay and look at the carriage tonight?" .”

Feeling that he had found a perfect excuse, Zhuo Hao jumped into the carriage without waiting for Jun Moli's answer.

Jun Moli knew what he was afraid of, so he ignored him, secretly thinking that at night, he would naturally return to the inn.

Walking into the inn, the two of them went up to the second floor without seeing the innkeeper and waiter.

The old man chose the room closest to the stairs, he raised his hand and pushed open the door, his face froze suddenly: "My dear boy, come and take a look."

Jun Moli had just arrived at the door of a room, opened the door a few minutes later, and heard the old man's words.

"Master, what's wrong?"

He walked quickly to the old man and followed his gaze towards the room.

With just one glance, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

(End of this chapter)