Chapter 158

18:00 the next day.

When ye Ziheng returned home, he threw the school uniform on the sofa beside him, and then the whole person fell into the sofa.

After a rest, ye Ziheng sat up straight and took out the tripod directly. He was preparing to refine the powder, but it seemed that he thought of something. The tripod he just picked up suddenly came out.

He stood up and looked at the empty sofa. He always felt that things were strange and his brow was wrinkled.

"Little anemone?"

Ye Ziheng walks to the bedroom door and opens it.

He looked inside, but did not find the figure of Xiaokui.

Then ye Ziheng ran to the toilet again. His parents' bedroom and kitchen looked all over the place, but they still didn't find the figure of Xiaokui.

An ominous omen rose slowly from ye Ziheng's heart. He stood in front of the sofa and thought, but worry always made him think in a bad direction.

At this time, ye Ziheng's eyes suddenly saw the kitchen window, a black shadow suddenly appeared, the round body like a very small sunflower.

Ye Ziheng suddenly turned his head and saw that, as expected, the plump figure on the window was his little anemone.

But in this moment, he suddenly felt confused.

His family lives on the fifth floor! How does Xiaokui climb up? And what's that in his mouth?

Ye Ziheng quickly opened the glass door and went in, looking at the Xiaokui in the window account, but now he doesn't want to know how Xiaokui climbed up from below, he just wants to know where the big mouse in Xiaokui's mouth came from!

Looking at the mouse in Xiaokui's mouth, he could not help but step back two steps. The mouse was about one-third of Xiaokui's size. His eyes were slightly closed. It seemed that he was dead. His ugly teeth were exposed, and his long beard was broken. It seemed that it was frightening.

Xiaokui saw ye Ziheng staring at the mouse in her mouth, because ye Ziheng wanted to taste the taste of the mouse, so she raised her head and swung the mouse to ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng saw this, his face was inconceivable, he hurriedly dodged, but he was afraid that the mouse was not dead, and it would be more difficult to catch if he fell to the ground and survived.

So ye Ziheng had no choice but to stretch out his hand which had just been retracted, and then he took the mouse in the palm of his hand.

At the moment of receiving the mouse, ye Ziheng felt a warm, but strange hand feeling. He could feel that the mouse's blood had begun to flow in his hands. He felt a fit of nausea and almost didn't breathe out his lunch at noon.

No, I have to throw this thing away. So ye Ziheng hurriedly went to the window and aimed at a garbage can not far away.

But just as ye Ziheng was about to start, a line of words suddenly appeared in the system, which made him stop his action.

"Category: rat and beast

grade: first grade initial stage

status: death."

Seeing this scene, ye Ziheng's whole person was stunned in an instant.

What kind of ghost is a rat? Are you kidding about this first level first level product? Mice can practice.

However, ye Ziheng has not had time to think about it. Seeing ye Ziheng in the window, the little anemone is ready to throw away the food he has painstakingly caught. He rushes to grab the mouse from ye Ziheng's hand, and then quickly escapes into the toilet.