Chapter 342 Black Ghost

The scenery outside the car window is very strange to Feng Junyang, but Mr. Butterfly is very familiar with the road conditions. In the dark night, the brakes can be used freely. Feng Junyang thought that there must be no contact between Mr. Butterfly and the mysterious "divine doctor" once or twice.

After driving a flat road, it turned into the dark forest and turned back. The car sighed as if it were a tired old man and did not move.

"Get out of the car." Mr. Butterfly said.

"Is the car broken?"

"It's here."

Feng Junyang quickly got out of the car and blew a cool wind on his face. He found their car parked on a cliff.

"It's so close that the wheels are hanging."

"Come with me." Mr. Butterfly said, "In order not to disturb him, I park my car here and walk every time. It was a strange man who alarmed his sleep. He would be unhappy for a few days. Listen carefully. When I negotiate with him later, you can hide and don't show up.

"I will definitely not reveal my identity." Feng Junyang agreed, but wondered what this strange man looked like. According to Mr. Butterfly's description, this person did not seem to be a little fox.

He was a little disappointed, but his curiosity drove him to understand.

"Also, let me tell you, he may not be there. I waited for several days and didn't wait for him. He told me that sometimes he was there, and sometimes he didn't even come back for months. Whether we can see him or not depends entirely on our luck.

"Didn't he have any other contact address?"

"That's where I can't reach." Mr. Butterfly's words make the wind fall into the clouds. Where can't Mr. Butterfly reach?

Less than a miles away, Mr. Butterfly slowed down and whispered, "The wooden house in front is his. You wait here. I'll go."

Feng Junyang looked at the dark forest and took a lot of effort to see the traces of the house. He asked in a low voice, "This house looks laborious. How can you let me see that person?"

"You can't go anymore. If you go again, he will distinguish the footsteps of two people and won't come out to see you." Mr. Butterfly warned, "Meeting is a small matter. If you can't get the chameleon potion, it will be troublesome."

Feng Junyang thought for a moment and nodded and agreed. Mr. Butterfly left in a hurry. He waited for Mr. Butterfly to take dozens of steps and quietly follow.

Not far away, there was a faint light from the wooden house. Mr. Butterfly should have contacted the man. Feng Junyang quickly dodged and hid under a big tree. There was no movement around him, so he rubbed up the tree several times. The big branches and leaves were lush. He hid in it like a bird and chose a position facing the wooden house.

By the faint light, it can be seen that the wooden house is very small, only two rooms, and very small and low. It is estimated that Mr. Butterfly's tall figure has to bow his head and waist in it so as not to hurt this mysterious strange man's house.

At this time, one of the houses lit up. The profile of the window paper is Mr. Butterfly.

Feng Junyang clearly saw Mr. Butterfly stretching out his hand, as if he were holding the other party's hand. Then he saw Mr. Butterfly stretching out his other hand, as if talking to each other.

Mr. Butterfly's action lasted for a long time. This surprised Feng Junyang!

Because of the profile of the small room, there is no one else except Mr. Butterfly!

So in such a small and narrow room, the light is clear at a glance. Who is Mr. Butterfly talking to?

Look at his dedication, but it is clear that someone is talking to him.

Feng Junyang was full of panic. This "divine doctor" who said in Mr. Butterfly that he didn't want to see himself had a personal shape, right?

Is the mysterious doctor in Mr. Butterfly's eyes a ghost?

He smiled bitterly. If this is a ghost, he hasn't offended anyone. Doesn't this person want to see him even if he is a ghost?

Suddenly, Mr. Butterfly's profile moved and walked around the small room. Then the profile picture became shorter, and a table-like object could be faintly seen around his waist. Looking at that, he should have sat down.

It seems that they are talking very well!

Driven by curiosity, Feng Junyang decided to venture down close to the room and see it clearly! He forgot how to promise Mr. Butterfly at that time. He only felt that Mr. Butterfly had also been covered with a mysterious color by the wooden house. He wanted to figure out what Mr. Butterfly wanted to do.

When one foot hung in the air and stepped down, a black thing suddenly appeared in the profile!

That thing floats around Mr. Butterfly's waist. Suddenly, left and right, erratic, this spherical thing made Feng Junyang stop the action that was about to fall.

He saw many black ghosts in Jinmei Villa, and it was also a group of black things. Is the mysterious magic doctor mentioned by Mr. Butterfly really a group of ghosts?

When he was puzzled, the dark shadow stopped opposite Mr. Butterfly.

Mr. Butterfly picked up something that seemed to be a cup and came to his mouth. Is he drinking tea? Is there leisure for the same ghost to drink tea?

Normally, before I have seen a series of strange things, Feng Junyang will definitely be scared to death and run away from the tree!

Indeed, he quickly went down the tree, but instead of running away, he went to the cabin. He wanted to figure out what the mysterious magic doctor Mr. Butterfly was talking about!

He quietly approached the wooden house and approached. He could faintly hear Mr. Butterfly's voice. Yes, after he spoke, no one answered. He was completely talking to himself!

"Don't worry... I will be very careful when I come to you in the future, so that you won't be exposed."

"Thank you for giving me the 'chameleon' potion... What did you say? Will this potion be less in the future? Why?"

"Oh, is it very difficult for you to extract this potion? I know... huh? Do you think this potion is extracted from corpse water?

"Are you asking him?" Mr. Butterfly continued to talk to himself, "He's fine. Last night, he came out of Baihua Valley and met me. He is now in a safe place. Don't worry, I won't let him have an accident..."

Feng Junyang heard that Mr. Butterfly was talking about himself this time.

"What do you need to do this? Obviously, I care about him, but I don't see him... Well, I won't say this... What else can I do for you? Is there anything else you lack here? For example, daily necessities..."

Feng Junyang felt strange. Does he still need daily necessities for that black thing? Is Mr. Butterfly possessed? It's okay to talk to an uncertain thing, but I even imagined that this thing is a human and needs people's necessities!

"Then I'll go." Mr. Butterfly stood up and said, "Take care of yourself. Recently, some inexplicable and unidentified people have appeared here. They may cause trouble to you. You have to avoid them, otherwise you will be in trouble if you are caught by them."

Feng Junyang immediately remembered that the "inexplicable" person Mr. Butterfly said was the Qinglingzi Taoist priest he saw last night. Yes, it's him. The ghost is most afraid of Taoist priests. Mr. Butterfly is reminding the black thing not to be caught by Taoist priests.

"I'm leaving..." Mr. Butterfly walked to the door, stretched out his hand to open the door, but bumped into an angry handsome man! Mr. Butterfly was shocked and blocked the door with his body, trying to cover the things behind him. At the same time, he said angrily, "What are you doing here? You came to eavesdrop! Shameless!"

"It's you who are shameless! What are you doing here? Do you have a ghost? Feng Junyang pushed Mr. Butterfly hard. Unexpectedly, his body did not move at all. Instead, he slammed the door angrily and came out to stand in front of Feng Junyang. His anger seemed uncontrollable.

"Feng Junyang, you don't keep your word! You are so shameless if you don't keep up! You peeped at my privacy!"

"This is not a peep! This is to find out the truth!" Feng Junyang was unreasonable, "If I don't follow you, how can I find your business!"