Chapter 167: Fox dog

The night of the magic city, the neon lights shine!
Fang Ming sent Ye Ziyu to the door of the community. After seeing Ye Yu's figure disappeared in the community, he did not take a taxi or go back by subway, but walked directly towards the roadside.
Instead of going down the road, Fang Ming walked in the direction of the alley, and finally stopped in an alley that was not illuminated by moonlight.
"Follow me all afternoon, come out."
Fang Ming looked back, but there was no one behind him, only the dim light fell on the ground, and there was silence.
"Since I have the courage to follow me, how dare I come out?"
Fang Ming looked at the wall, where a dark shadow appeared slowly, and the dark shadow could not be seen clearly under the moonlight.
If someone else sees a black shadow coming out of the wall, it must be frightened, but Fang Ming's face was not surprised at all, because it was all in his expectation.
"I have been following me from the Huangpu River to here. I know what your purpose is, but I have no interest in your purpose. Leave."
This black shadow was the yin of the Huangpu River.
Dang Xiang couldn't understand how the Yinling could escape, because he didn't even notice Fang Ming's shot. The sound of a stone falling in the river happened to break the sound of his dementing bell, so that Yinling could get Escape.
"I will save you because I don’t think you should be destroyed like this. Of course there is another reason because I was in a good mood at the time, but don’t expect me to help you. There is a personal cause and effect, since you are dead , Then it’s time to go back to Hades."
After saying this, Fang Ming didn't take care of this ghost, and walked towards the alley.
"I said, don't follow me."
At the entrance of the alley, Fang Ming turned his head, and the shadow followed him silently. Fang Ming stopped it and stopped. Fang Ming walked and followed him.
"Really think I'm so good at talking?"
Fang Ming had a fingerprint on his hands, and a touch of starlight circulated on his fingertips. The Yinling seemed to feel something, and the whole body shivered.
"Last warning, don't follow me."
Putting his hands down, Fang Ming glanced deeply at the Yinling, and then did not look back and took a big step toward the front, and the Yinling finally failed to keep up.
After taking a taxi, Fang Ming returned directly to the community.
Uh!
Back at the villa, Lao Huang rushed out of the hall and directly fought with Fang Ming in the courtyard for a while.
However, when Fang Ming took Lao Huang's two dog legs off his body, Lao Huang suddenly turned towards the door of the villa, and a low roar in his throat.
Fang Ming looked at the direction of the doorway, frowned, then patted Lao Huang's head, "Forget it, leave it alone, go in."
Reluctantly, Lao Huang snarled at the door a few times before he followed Fang Ming into the house.
"Fang Ming, you are back."
"Ok."
In the hall, Dazhu was sitting on the sofa reading a book. Fang Ming stepped forward and looked at the title of the book, then rubbed his nose, his expression became a little weird.
"On the Elements of Success"
Don't read the content of this kind of book. Fang Ming almost knows what it is talking about. The content of countless soul chicken soup, but he didn't expect Dazhu to read this kind of book.
"Isn't I studying less, so I plan to read more to learn and enrich myself."
Dazhu explained to Fang Ming, and then asked: "How are you, see Ziyu, are you having a good time talking?"
"Well, it's a good conversation."
Mentioning Tzuyu, Fang Ming smiled.
After chatting with Dazhu for a while, Fang Ming returned to the second floor. He has not had a medicine bath for two days. Now it is just the beginning of cultivation and transformation. This medicine bath cannot be broken.
Medicine bath, practice...
Silent overnight!
In the next few days, the days were still unstoppable. Fang Ming stayed in the shop during the day, carving and setting pens open, and at night it was medicine bathing and cultivation. The days were very fulfilling.
Of course, every night he also chats with Ye Ziyu a little bit. Of course, most of them tell Ye Ziyu about some things in the school, and he listens more. After all, he has nothing to say in his life.
Like all people who fall in love, there is not much nutrition in the topic every day, but the two are engaged in it and enjoy each other.
...
"In this society, people nowadays really have too little conscience."
Fang Ming went downstairs and saw Dazhu holding a newspaper, his face still showing anger.
"What's wrong? What news made you so angry?"
Fang Ming was a little surprised. What news can make Dazhu and other honest people so angry?
"Fang Ming, see if this family is too disgusting."
Da Zhu handed the newspaper to Fang Ming. Fang Ming glanced at the news headline, and his eyes narrowed. After reading the whole news, his expression was a little complicated.
"Where did you get this newspaper?"
"At the door, when I opened the door in the morning, I found a newspaper in front of the store and picked it up." Dazhu replied.
Fang Ming didn't say anything, nodded, and walked to the door. It was more than eight o'clock in the morning, but the summer sun had already come out.
Looking at the corner of the shop alley opposite, Fang Ming sighed heavily, then turned and walked back to the shop.
...
On the Huangpu River, Dang Xiang and his four team members appeared there again. The difference is that this time, in addition to the five of them, there was another man.
"It's been a few days since I saw that Yinling, and it's estimated that I have left here. This time I'm going to trouble Hongbo." Dang Xiang said towards the man.
"Brother, this time it is illegal for me to help you. After all, this matter is not under the jurisdiction of your nine teams." Xie Hongbo said.
"That's why I asked Brother Hongbo to come and help me in private. I will remember this relationship."
Of course Dang Xiang knew that catching the Yinling did not belong to the jurisdiction of their ninth team, but now that he was encountered by him, how willing to give up this credit.
"I don't mean that, forget it, only once."
Xie Hongbo shook his head, then pulled out a box from his body, and then carefully opened the box. Inside, it was about three inches in length, and it looked a bit like a pig, and its body was black.
"Go."
Xie Hongbo put the box on the ground, and the black animal crawled towards the place where the old man fell to the ground. He turned around there several times, and his nose kept twitching.
"I wonder if this spirit-hunting dog is really so magical?"
"It should be there. After all, it takes a lot of money to breed a spirit hunting dog, and our branch is only five."
Dang Xiang's expression was also a little nervous at the moment, but Xie Hongbo's expression was relaxed, because he knew the skill of the soul-hunting dog.