I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

The white-haired monkey also looks around very vigilantly. It may not understand humans, but it is very familiar with whether other animals are aggressive.

According to Zhang Yangqing's experience with ghost stories, this city must have experienced a ghost event, or a large-scale event, which is why it is so desolate.

He tried to stop a man and ask him questions, but the man suddenly stepped back as if he had been electrocuted, hurriedly ran into a dark alley, and then disappeared into the darkness.

All the strange behaviors around him made Zhang Yangqing feel that something was wrong. That was right.
This is the feeling of the world of horror stories. If Zhang Yangqing came to a prosperous and safe city, he might wonder if he had come to the wrong place.

What should we do now? Should we continue to search aimlessly or go and catch the beasts? Actually, I had already given a hint last night.

I still remember that when the female ticket seller left, she gave the Chosen One an address. She said that she lived in this city, so why not just go find her directly?

In this kind of situation, the chosen ones, unless they are too stupid, know what to do.

Zhang Yangqing took out the address, which read No. 32 Qingteng Street.

In such a big city, how can I find 32 Qingteng Street?

Passersby wouldn’t reply, and they didn’t have any electronic devices.

Zhang Yangqing was thinking, since it is called Qingteng Street, then it should be right to look for a place with green vines.

Perhaps this is the hint of intelligence.

Thinking of this, he strolled in the city, looking for places with more green plants, and also considered the possibility of the green vine's mutation.

It took him more than two hours before he saw a street with more ivy.

It can also be seen that Zhang Tianshi’s luck has not been very good, but it is not too bad either. Among the chosen ones, his speed ranks in the middle.

The audience all felt that it was fortunate that Zhang Yangqing did not rely on luck or just his strength, otherwise he would have died in the world of ghost stories long ago.

In the world of ghost stories, Zhang Yangqing and the white-haired monkey came to Qingteng Street and saw many green vines on the walls, but they were too dense. Except for the streets where they walked, every house was covered with green vines, as if no one had taken care of them.

What's even more strange is that there seem to be people on other sections of the road, but this place is like a no-man's land. At least Zhang Yangqing and the white-haired monkey haven't seen anyone on the street.

When passing by some rooms, you can see the curtains moving, as if someone is watching secretly.

After the white-haired monkey went deep into this area, the hair on its body stood up and it kept shaking its head, as if it had sensed the danger.

Zhang Yangqing also noticed a detail, that is, there seemed to be some stray animals rummaging for food in other areas, but there was not a single one here.

No. 32 should be in the area inside Qingteng Street. The further you go in, the darker it becomes, and the denser the green vines become. The deeper you go, the denser they are, and it feels so suffocating.

While Zhang Yangqing was observing, the white-haired monkey's ADHD started to act up and it accidentally grabbed a green vine on the wall.

Originally, the monkey was just being active, but the green vine actually twitched slightly!
The white-haired monkey was so scared that it bared its teeth, and its expression looked as if it was ready to fight with Qingteng.

Zhang Yangqing felt that the green vines here must be no simple matter, so he asked the white-haired monkey not to take action for the time being. The two of them quickened their pace and finally arrived at the gate of No. 32.

This is a small single-family building half-covered by vines. The vines above the door frame form a strange smiley face pattern.

Zhang Yangqing pressed the doorbell and heard a flurry of footsteps from inside.

"Who is it?" The nervous voice of the female ticket seller came through the door.

"It's me, the animal trainer of the circus."

The door opened a crack, revealing the pale face of the female conductor.

She had changed out of her work clothes and was wearing plain home clothes, holding a broom in her hand. After confirming that it was Zhang Yangqing, she hurriedly opened the door: "Come in! It's too dangerous outside!"

Just as Zhang Yangqing and the white-haired monkey stepped into the house, the female ticket seller slammed the door shut and breathed a sigh of relief: "You came at the right time. It will be dangerous when the sun goes down."

There was barely concealed fear in her voice.

Zhang Yangqing looked around the dim living room. The wallpaper had turned yellow and was peeling, and there were several empty cans piled in the corner.

He noticed that there were a few dry ivy leaves stuck in the cracks of the floor, with the edges appearing a strange purple-black color.

"Are you cleaning the house? Do you need help?" Zhang Yangqing asked the female ticket seller, looking at the old broom with a few bristles missing from its hand.

The female conductor placed the broom against the wall, took off her dusty apron, and said, "No need. I haven't been back for a while, so this place is not very messy. I'll clean it up soon."

She said as she walked to the window and made sure the curtains were closed tightly.

Zhang Yangqing continued to observe. This might be the "safe house" suggested by the intelligence, but if there were dangers hidden inside, this might also be a place of death.

"Does the green vine on your street have any special effects?" Zhang Yangqing asked casually.

The female conductor did not hide anything and answered directly: "Of course there is. The green vines here are very dangerous. Once you are entangled, your whole body will be paralyzed. If there is no one to help you untie it, you will most likely be eaten by the green vines. Moreover, at night, the green vines' movements' are ten times faster than during the day. It is very dangerous."

The white-haired monkey suddenly pricked up its ears and stared at the ceiling vigilantly.

Zhang Yangqing followed its line of sight and found a small piece of green vine in the corner of the ceiling, slowly wriggling like a snake awakening.

At this time, the female ticket seller had her back to them and did not notice this.

"Then how did you get back last night?" he asked calmly, motioning for the monkey to keep quiet.

The female conductor pulled out a spray-like object from her apron pocket, which was half filled with a bottle of purple liquid.

The label on the bottle has become blurred and only the two words "Qu Teng" can be made out.

She shook the bottle, and the liquid made a sticky sound, then she said, "This is the smell that green ivy hates. As long as you spray it on your body, they won't come near. I spray it every time I go home, especially at night."

Perhaps this is the rule that only the residents of Qingteng Street can "see".

She just told Zhang Yangqing the information.

The other Chosen Ones were still wondering: Is there any trap here? If she knew, why didn't she tell me yesterday? Was she waiting for me to break some rules?
But what good will it do her if I break the rules?

Zhang Yangqing was thinking: Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing!

Because it would be very difficult to catch an animal as a pet with your own strength, and it would be time-consuming and laborious if you only rely on the white-haired monkey.

As for the animals that the white-haired monkey can beat, they are not needed at all. According to Scratch the animal trainer, the fighting ability of the white-haired monkey is very weak in this world. If it can't even beat it at its current stage, then why catch it?

Knowing the characteristics of this street, wouldn't it be possible to just trick the animals you want to catch into this street, catch them with the green vines, and put a collar on them?
This is a world of ghost stories. What is the Chosen One? You can meet all kinds of weird people.

In other words, as long as weirdness is used well, it can also be regarded as the power of the chosen one.

This time the Chosen One cannot improve his own strength, so it is important to borrow strength.

(End of this chapter)