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Lu Qi thought for a while, and decided to give the three little guys a name, so that they could make a distinction.

Of course, for this simple name, the three mutant mice did not respond much, only A Da creaked in response.

"Ada, catch some mice and come back, but be careful not to let people find them."

Qi Luqi issued an order to Ada with his own thoughts.

"As for Ah, Ah, stay in the house, and you are not allowed to go out."

Lu Qi's order for the created cruel creature was absolute, so Ada drilled out of the rat hole reserved in the house and continued to carry out the ticketing activities.

And Er Er and Er San moved their bodies and found a place in the room to hide.

It is enough for Ada to take charge of the matter of catching mice.

Moreover, the form of the ferocious animal is too weird, and if it is seen by ordinary people, it may be noticed.

So try to avoid getting noticed.

Lu Qi's power of fiction affects a certain range and the existence of seeds planted in fiction. Beyond this category, he is powerless and can do nothing.

Huh!

There was a fierce knock on the door. Someone was knocking on the door of his own house.

"Open the door! Quickly open the door! Room 402, what the **** are you doing! The mess downstairs in the ceiling, what the **** are you doing, please come out to me ..."

It was the young couple who knocked on the door downstairs, the husband among them. When he returned home, he found that the green dirt on the ceiling of his house was getting worse.

尝试 He tried to bring a chair, stood up, reached out and touched the green stain near the ceiling fan, and was surprised to find that it was not a stain, but a ball of green "fleece".

只是 He just put his finger up, and a stick of smelly green pus was stuck between his fingers.

I don't know what that thing is!

唯一 The only certainty of this man is that some of this dirty stuff has leaked from upstairs.

Because he could see that the green stuff clearly grew out of the ceiling.

He has always been hot-tempered, and immediately entered the fourth floor, intending to talk to the tenant in room 402.

But he knocked on the door for a long time, and the people inside did not respond.

I'm not at home!

"What are you doing here?"

The tenant of another apartment on the same floor of Room 402 opened the door and walked in.

This is a man with disheveled hair. He only opened the door when he heard the noise.

"Oh! Don't you live on the third floor? Is there anything wrong?"

His name is Sun Wuhai. He is a little-known online writer. His job is to stay at home and write novels online.

I was also busy rushing to submit the manuscript every day, and his schedule was not regular. He was still making up for it just now, but he didn't expect to be awakened like this.

"I'm a resident downstairs, room 302, this 402, I don't know what the ghost thing is, the ceiling downstairs is messy."

"Then go to the landlord to deal with it."

Sun Wuhai yawned. He felt a little drowsy in his head and felt unable to lift at all.

"You knocked on the door for a long time. No one came out. It seems that people are not at home."

"not at home?"

The man frowned, if he was not at home, he yelled for a long time and patted the door for a long time, all blind.

"Oh! People must be at home."

An elderly man holding a palm sunflower fan led a little girl and walked out of the apartment rental in the corridor on the right.

This is also Grandma Liu and her granddaughter Xiaoqin who live in Room 403 next to Lu Qi.

"Isn't someone here to bring the rice upstairs some time ago? The things disappeared later, and I see people at home."

Grandma Liu spoke aloud, her eyes showing a look of joy and misfortune.

This grandma Liu is also a disturbed master. She always likes to talk to her neighbors about her parents, spread gossip, make rumors and spread rumors, lest the world be chaotic, neighbors in the neighborhood can't avoid the old man.

"Isn't this Granny Liu? Why are you out?"

Sun Wuhai also knew the old man's power, and he didn't dare to say anything, just smirked and greeted him.

"Oh! Isn't there any other way? Our Xiaoqin's cat is gone and I can't find it up or down the stairs. I just want to ask if I went to Room 402."

安 This reassuring apartment is an old-style apartment at the time of liberation. The overhanging balcony is not the kind of independent. Although the eaves extending outward are very narrow, the agile cat can still move flexibly.

人 The people in this cat apartment are familiar and like to hang out upstairs or downstairs, or squatting down the stairs to close their eyes.

"The cat was not found ..."

"Wife, I also asked about it from left to right, but it was not clear. What about you and Xiaolu in room 402?"

"I don't know about this either, just ask the one in room 402!"

Sun Wuhai scratched his scalp, and dandruff was scattered.

"咚咚!"

The man on the third floor over there heard the conversation between the two and knocked harder on the door.

"Hello! No. 402, are you there?"

As soon as he asked aloud, a quack, the door of Room 402 opened.

Soon the moment the ordinary door opened ~ www.readwn.com ~, an overcast wind suddenly opened.

At the same time, the four people who were present at the scene felt a strange feeling in the air. Some people felt that "the pores had been erected", and some people felt "a few waves of war."

But they quickly settled down, staring at the door of the room, and the dark space in the door.

Gradually, a figure poked out dimly.

"You guys ... what's up."

A pale face floated in the dark.

At this moment, the man who was going to get angry in the face, the man from the third floor felt something poured down, and made his whole heart cold.

"We ..."

He moved his mouth, forgetting what he should say.

The door of Room 402 also opened, and the people inside showed up.

But he didn't know why. One heart was up and down, and at the moment when the other person said, his body became weak for a while, as if he had no energy.

"You are, Xiaolu."

Grandma Liu asked a little uneasily.

The resident of Room 402 has naturally seen her, and she can be considered familiar, but the "Xiaolu" in front of her has an unspeakable taste.

"Is everyone okay?"

说话 He spoke coldly and shortly, but there was a coolness in his tone.

"Yes, your last name is Lu!"

The only emotion that is fairly normal is Sun Wuhai on the side.

In fact, the four people present felt the inconsistencies in the air from the subconscious, including the youngest xiaoqin, who were a little afraid to hold a corner of their grandma's clothes.

But they don't know what situation they are facing.