What's Wrong with the Witch

　　afraid~

　　At this moment, an unexpected figure appeared in Mu Qiqi's field of vision.

　　Black windbreaker, dark cloak, as always silent and indistinct face dress.

　　"It's you?"

　　Mu Qiqi asked.

　　The gentleman in black trench coat, who often came to the store, was a little surprised when he heard the familiar voice, so that the fresh head in his hand accidentally rolled to the ground.

　　With a few grunts, he rolled into the shadows beside him.

　　"…………"

　　"Are you hunting?"

　　"…………"

　　"So that's it, by the way, do you have a cell phone here?"

　　"..."

　　Mr. black trench coat searched from the bag on the ground, found a mobile phone, and gave it to Mu Qiqi.

　　"What, you said send me?"

　　Mu Qiqi took the mobile phone. The mobile phone was the latest model and the signal was full, but the address book was empty, and the communication record was also empty. There seemed to be some photos in the album, but she had no interest in it.

　　She needs to open the navigation map and find her way home.

　　Naia or something, no more.

　　If you die, it's just a pity.

　　Speaking of luck, I was able to meet Mr. Black Trench Coat here.

　　"..."

　　"Ah, no, you can take it away when you come to the cafe next time."

　　"........."

　　"That's it, well, I see. Next time you come, three cups of coffee are free."

　　"…………"

　　"Well, it's time for me to go back too, good luck."

　　Mu Qiqi waved his hand and found that he was still holding a wand in his hand, smiled awkwardly and politely, and turned to leave.

　　Watching His Highness Mu Qiqi leave, Mr. Black Trench Coat breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the bloody skull on the ground and put it in his backpack, which disappeared like black smoke.

Chapter 142 The urban legend of the old city

　　No. 36 Street in the Old City of Magic City.

　　In the middle of the night, the entire block was filled with thick fog, and it was impossible to reach out to five fingers.

　　The surrounding residents went to bed early as usual, and occasionally those who didn't sleep were either busy or preparing to sleep.

　　They are also used to the thick fog outside the window, not to mention that when the curtains are drawn, they will not be surprised if there is anything in the air.

　　A few years ago, there were some strange urban legends circulating in the old city, and the most famous one belonged to a man named Zhang San.

　　For example, Zhang San, an out-of-towner, just moved to the old city of Modu City.

　　Another one, it was still a foreigner Zhang San who had just moved to the old city of Modu. One night when he got up to go to the toilet, he heard someone knocking on the window.

　　This is the old city, and it's late at night. Could this knock on the window be something normal?

　　Except for the wind, it is grotesque.

　　However, Zhang San was an honest man, and when he heard the knock on the window, he went over to open the curtains and opened the window.

　　There was an extremely thick fog outside, and he couldn't see anything clearly, so he stuck his head out to look.

　　As a result, the head sticks out, and the head is gone...

　　Hearing such urban legends, residents of the old city have installed curtains on their windows, especially in bedrooms.

　　Activities such as night running are no longer carried out, and even such a trend once affected the new urban area.

　　The curtain sellers were delighted, and the fitness equipment sellers cried.

　　At this time, some people did not believe in evil, and one of them was Li Si, who claimed that such urban legends were purely business marketing.

　　He wants to endorse his fitness equipment and is going to broadcast live the night run in the old city for a week.

　　There was no accident. The live broadcast on the first day started, and there were no people running and running.

　　There is also a man named Wang Laowu, who drank a lot in the evening. He opened the window in the middle of the night to enjoy the shade, and the whole person was dragged out.

　　Since then, residents of the old city have been taken aback by the fog that appears outside, not going out until it's dawn.

　　However, these urban legends still have a doubt.

　　That is, Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Laowu have played a little too many times in various urban legends.

　　Whether the urban legends are fake, or whether these people are grotesque, as long as there are urban legends, they can die repeatedly in urban legends, and no one knows.

　　But no matter what the truth is, deep, eerie, dense murmurs can be heard from time to time in the thick fog of Block 36 in the old city.

　　These voices are as ethereal as they come from hell, as full of fear as they come from the demon world, and as ominous as they come from disasters.

　　There are lights that are full of fantastic nightmares flashing from time to time, as if they will pull people into hallucinations.

　　Various tentacles appeared from time to time in the thick fog, and occasionally the thick tentacles stayed, and countless dense eyeballs rolled out from the tentacles, staring at the prey that appeared by chance.

　　The bloody mouthparts under the tentacles suddenly became larger, swallowing the prey a hundred times the size in one bite without any ambiguity.

　　There are strong grotesques, such as this grotesque "Crying Clown" of the mysterious Sequence 5.

　　In the past, no matter where he went, he would carry the same sadness for thousands of years, waiting for others to grieve with him.

　　Die without grief.

　　However, in the 36th block of the old city, there was no sadness on his face, but panic and frenzy after losing his sanity value.

　　God knows what kind of place they broke into.

　　He desperately wanted to escape, but when he escaped, he saw a huge eyeball.

　　As soon as the two sides looked at each other, a sad look appeared on the huge eyeballs, which made the wandering clown approach step by step.

　　When the distance was very close, the eyeball suddenly split from the center, and there were tentacles as fine as fluff sticking out like spider silk to bind the wandering clown and swallow it.

　　In addition to tentacles, eyeballs, and occasionally flashing strange creatures, occasionally the ground will suddenly crack open, with a mouth that is bloodier than the densely exaggerated white bone spikes and teeth, and eats the unknown high-level weirdness passing by.

　　Blood spattered all over the place, and from time to time there was the sound of chewing flesh and bones, and it sounded like it was delicious.

　　Seriously, I don't know why so many high-level weirdos will appear here tonight, and it just so happens that His Royal Highness is out of the house again.

　　They start a carnival.

　　The food you need during a carnival is so much weirdness that suddenly pops up.

　　At about 3:50 in the morning, a tentacle suddenly retracted in the shadow under the thick fog, the rest of the tentacles and eyeballs disappeared, and even the thick fog became a thin layer.

　　The blood left on the streets was cleaned up in the blink of an eye, and it looked as clean as the usual abandoned old town.

　　The brightness of the light emitted by the street lamps has returned to normal, and the entire No. 36 block at night is no different from usual except that it is quieter.

　　It's a reassuring feeling.

　　Mu Qiqi held "The Chronicles of Darkness" in his left arm, held his mobile phone in his left hand, and pinched the wand in his magic sleeve robe in his right hand. He looked at the navigation on his mobile phone and returned to the Magical Girl Cafe.

　　The lights in the cafe lit up, and Mu Qiqi looked at the shift schedule. It just so happened that Bubble, Naiya, and Full Moon were on duty tomorrow.

　　"I'll give it to you at the cafe tomorrow. I want to study magic, so I may not come to the store."

　　Leaving a note, Mu Qiqi turned off the light and walked through the cafe back to the villa in the community.

　　On the way back, Mu Qiqi had already figured out that there were two possibilities for what happened at night.

　　One is that Naiya is indeed sleepwalking, and he unknowingly entered the abandoned old city during sleepwalking, and his life and death are unknown.

　　One is that Mu Qiqi has encountered the grotesque. Like many urban legends in the old city, everything you see by the window at night is fake.

　　A certain grotesque pretended to be Naia leaving the community and tricked her out.

　　However, probably this grotesque didn't know that she was a witch, and that there was an aura masking potion on her body, which failed to trap her.

　　However, no matter what the situation was, Mu Qiqi did go out in the dark.

　　"Next time, you must learn to fly magic!"

　　Mu Qiqi soaked in the newly put bath water and breathed a sigh of relief.

　　Sure enough, no matter how many times you take a bath, you will feel happy.

　　Half an hour later, Mu Qiqi got up from the bathtub, dried in front of the mirror, returned to the bedroom, put on a new pair of pajamas, and fell asleep on the bed.

　　Oh, dream magic or something, let's talk about it next time...

　　……

　　"Okay, play again next time, what a fun toy."

　　Naia raised her hand slightly, and the red-haired grotesque doll bear appeared in front of her.

　　The doll bear, who was in a shock state, stopped immediately, and looked at Naia in front of him blankly.

　　His body trembled, and the red hair all over his body returned to its original normal appearance.

　　"Okay, it's almost dawn, I should go back too."

　　Naia left her seat with a look of joy on her face.

　　"However, this Emperor Chongde hasn't died yet, what should I do?"

　　The grotesque doll bear asked worriedly.

　　After all, Emperor Chongde is now trapped in her master's deep nightmare realm. If something goes wrong, he will be a little panicked.

　　"Why didn't he die, isn't it because you are too weak?" Naiya glanced at Yan Xiaoxi's room, "In the realm of deep nightmares, this toy can't escape, you can continue to exercise next time."