Before talking about Yang Xiaoxing, Maruyama cleared his throat first, and a sensible listener next to him took out a stack of cups and wine bottles from his pocket - he didn't know how he put these two big things in his suit.

The sensible man waved his hand and placed the cup in front of everyone. Then the bottle began to pour wine into the cup as if it was being manipulated by an invisible big hand.

Maruyama's wine glass was the first to fill. She picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp, licking her lips intoxicatedly.

The audience next to him couldn't wait: "Speak quickly, Komaruyama."

"Speak quickly."

"Why are you anxious?" Maruyama choked, took another sip of wine before he stretched out his face, "I know you are all worried that Grandpa Yang will still be able to open the cave entrance in the monster world when he died, but it is useless to worry about this kind of thing. Look, the big monster from the Celestial Empire can only stay with us honestly. Now we are not only trapped in this human world, whether foreign monsters or local monsters, we are all trapped in this human world!"

"Hey, you can speak softly." Someone was afraid to start looking around, and his eyes were cleared from his mouse.

"I'm not afraid of him," Maruyama said.

However, although she was not afraid of her words, Maruyama's shrinking body movements showed her true mood.

"Don't be so scared. No matter how he says he is a foreign monster, he says that foreign officials can't control local affairs." Maruyama cheered himself up, "What's more, even if he cares about us, he must be Xiao Xingsang. I am the one who has said thank you by Xiao Xingsang!"

Maruyama relied on Yang Xiaoxing's spirit, but the sudden loss of voices made her spine chill.

Maruyama felt something, and looked back in a daze. He was frightened by the black-clad middle-aged man in front of him. He took several steps back and said tremblingly: "Hashi Bai···Hashi Zesan, hello, good evening."

Bai Ze nodded: "Where is Lao Yang's grandson."

"The loft, inside the loft."

Without saying much, Bai Ze raised his foot into the attic, without any sense of blockage.

The little monsters left behind looked at Bai Ze's figure and couldn't help but admire, "It's indeed a big monster, and I'm not afraid of Yang Sang's barrier." Only Maruyama looked dead.

Will she be beaten back to her original form? Woooooo, she doesn't want to be a dog anymore.

In the attic, Yang Xiaoxing had already found his father on the second floor, the man who had been wandering outside for many years and had never met Yang Xiaoxing since he was in high school.

He grew up eating a hundred families. His mother was having trouble giving birth when she gave birth to him, and his father was away all year round. Since he was six years old, he was fostered at an aunt's house. His aunt also had a son, and the two of them didn't deal with him. The aunt was not bad for him, but after all, it was not his own family. Every year, what Yang Xiaoxing most looked forward to was the Chinese New Year period.

At that time, his father would come back and stay in the hotel. Yang Xiaoxing was allowed to live in the hotel with his father.

This is the most comfortable time in his childhood in his memory.

Because of his childhood experience, he had no idea about home. He was just a hotel where he ate and slept, and he was also very indifferent to family affection. There was no warmth between the father and son.

Yang Xiaoxing felt that this person was just raising him to grow up in name, like completing a task. Yang Xiaoxing felt a tingling pain every time he thought of this. But it didn't matter, he was already used to it.

The man known as his father knelt in front of the spiritual platform on the second floor, and Yang Xiaoxing could only see his back.

Funeral customs are not very different everywhere, not to mention that they are of the same origin. Grandpa Yang Xiaoxing's portrait was placed on the spiritual platform. Looking at the photos, he was a very easy-going old man with a bright smile. Behind the spiritual platform is a coffin.

There is a fruit platter in front of the portrait, and the smoke from the incense burner rises, and a fireworks linger on the entire second floor.

Yang Xiaoxing walked forward: "Dad."

The man held a stick of incense in his hand, lit it with the incense burner, inserted it into the dust, and bowed.

The man stood up and turned around, but as if he hadn't seen Yang Xiaoxing pass by him and get the money.

Yang Xiaoxing frowned and said, "Dad, I'm here."

The man still had no response, lit the money paper and put it into the iron basin in front of him, and remained silent.

Yang Xiaoxing really couldn't stand such silence and wanted to reach out to pat his father. However, when he raised his hand and reached over, something creepy suddenly happened. His hand passed through his father's body.

What's going on????

Yang Xiaoxing was not frightened but confused at the first time. He looked at his hand and then his father, stretched over again, and another situation appeared in front of him as if he was wearing a mold.

ha?

There was a big question mark above Yang Xiaoxing's head. Whether he was slow or not, he was not very smart, anyway, this scene that seemed very frightened by ordinary people became something worth exploring for Yang Xiaoxing.

He even started to get excited.

"Dimensional space? Ghost hits? Supernatural incident?" Yang Xiaoxing moved back and forth through his father's body and felt the subtle illusion while looking around, and responding to the various abnormal situations he usually collected, "Let me think about it. I have seen ghosts hitting the wall in SSC Province before, and according to the experts, it was the drunk nonsense of the person involved."

"HN Province's midnight scream has also been confirmed to be a video synthesized to gain ratings."

"There are also paper people from the north. Finally, it was found that the child was having no time at night and was playing with all kinds of paper items prepared by the dead elders at home."

"but·····"

"What's going on in my current situation?"

Yang Xiaoxing continued to pass through his father's body with one hand, and touched his chin with the other hand and thought hard.

The original horror movie atmosphere was turned into a detective movie by him. He finally took his hand back from his father's body and returned the weird scene to normal. He snapped his fingers with a flash of inspiration: "I am in Tokyo now, and I can't take the example of the Celestial Empire!"

Thinking of the key point, Yang Xiaoxing took out his mobile phone and searched for "Why can my hands pass through a human body in the neon light?"

The result is all the things with color.

He changed the entry.

The expression of neon different dimension space.

All of them were untuned answers, and none of them were consistent with his current situation. There were also answers in Japanese, but unfortunately he couldn't understand them. He used translation software to translate but was inconsistent.

Yang Xiaoxing suddenly wanted to learn Japanese.

After continuous attempts and screening, Yang Xiaoxing finally found useful answers among thousands of entries.

"Because Neon has ghosts. The energy of ghosts creates a space barrier, and those who enter the barriers will temporarily separate from reality. The answerer has encountered illusory situations in Neon Country. I can see others, but others cannot see me or hear me." He replied, "Later, I realized that someone died next door to the hotel where I stayed that day. But this is not a big deal. Neon is prone to supernatural events. It will be fine if you wait for three or five minutes, just like the soul leaving the body. This unstable state cannot last long."

Found the answer, Yang Xiaoxing nodded, thinking that's how it was.

He looked up at his father again, and his hands passed through him again, but he still couldn't feel anything: "It's amazing, but it seems that my grandfather's soul power is too strong."

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow from the corner of his eyes, and then he walked out of the stairs alone.

A middle-aged man who was completely unfamiliar with Yang Xiaoxing walked straight to the Lingtai. Yang Xiaoxing subconsciously wanted to give in and think that this was an acquaintance who came to mourn grandpa. Then he thought that there was no need to move out of the way now in an illusory state.

The man walked over, and the closer he got, the slower he walked, and almost stopped in front of Yang Xiaoxing.

But Yang Xiaoxing didn't think that the person in front of him could see him, and even reached out to see if the feeling would be different if he passed by someone else.

However, he really touched the person in front of him and put his hand on his chest.

Bai Ze looked at Yang Xiaoxing in front of him.

Yang Xiaoxing also looked at him.
Chapter completed!