In a dark and messy room.

The old man began to gradually exude a rotten scent, and an ugly swollen face attached to the corpse.

It sucked the remaining nutrients from the corpse, and the face, which was originally the size of a fingernail, is now as big as an adult's palm.

It seems to be waiting for something.

Suddenly, the temperature in the air began to drop without warning.

It was as if the wind blew the clouds to cover the sun, the light in the whole room suddenly darkened.

The darkness that could not penetrate half a slight light spread in the corridor, swallowing the sunlight bit by bit, as if some kind of enlarged shadow enveloping the entire residential building.

The face stopped sucking, and its dark eyes, which had no whites, moved slightly, staring tightly into the direction of the corridor.

A tremor hit.

It could feel that some kind of extraordinarily powerful existence was coming.

The huge power as huge as an abyss almost distorted the space around you, and the viscous and solemn sense of oppression almost made every low-level evil ghost feel fear and cringe from the bottom of his heart.

A hint of unconcealed shock flashed across that face.

It did not expect that this time... it was the king who came in person.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

The rhythmic footsteps came from far and near, echoing in the empty corridor, each whirling that face shrank, its expression switched between greed and fear, and a pair of eyes stared at the direction where the sound came.

The closer the footsteps, the darker the light around them.

When the sound of footsteps stopped at the door, almost the entire room was shrouded in a suffocating absolute shadow.

The door was pushed open.

The expression on that face became slightly distorted under the conflict of all kinds of strong emotions. The dark eyes popped out and the mouth with a strange smile excitedly said: "King! King! You are here! That's right... That's right, I saw ACE, I'm willing to provide you with all his clues..."

clatter.

The man walked into the room without any haste, and the soles of his shoes hit the floor with regular sounds.

When he finally saw the man's face clearly, his expression suddenly froze, and his frozen expression seemed funny and weird.

This...this...

The man in front of him was tall, his eyes were slightly drooping, and he looked down from a high place.

His facial features were extremely deep, and under the high brow bones, he had a pair of dark red pupils, which looked even more weird and bizarre in the night. Even though his face was expressionless, he still had a cold and bloody smell.

But…this is not what it notices.

What scared it was that the facial features of the man in front of him were five or six points similar to the little boy he had transformed into before.

This, what's going on...?

The man's eyes fell on the face that was attached to the corpse, and the invisible sense of oppression suddenly fell.

The feeling that it seemed to be able to be passed by the blade that was flashing with cold light made it stagnate in its place, as if it felt like it was dissected bit by bit by bit, and all the dark thoughts hidden in its heart were exposed.

When consciousness came, it found that it had poured out all the information it knew without reservation.

That face asked carefully:

"King, king... may I ask, my bounty..."

Ji Xuan raised his hand and his pale fingertips slid in the air.

The next second, the face felt a powerful force suddenly pouring into its body. It was overjoyed and began to swallow and digest greedily, feeling the power in its body growing rapidly, and even a faint sign of entering the next level.

Its face became more ugly with excitement:

"thank you……"

Ji Xuan: "This is the reward you deserve."

However, before it could say anything, the floor suddenly bulged slowly, and a huge monster wrapped in white ribs slowly emerged from under the ground. In the goat-like skull, the jaw was wide open, as if holding something in his mouth.

Ji Xuan stretched out his hand.

The monster gently placed the thing he was holding in his palm.

Only then did my face see clearly was a drop of blood floating.

It seemed to have been half solidified, but it was still bright red, and it seemed more and more shocking in the man's pale palm.

An ominous premonition began to arise in its heart.

Ji Xuan raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the evil spirit without any emotional fluctuations. He said calmly:

"But he was injured."

...What, what?

"My reward has always been very clear." Ji Xuan did not move forward a little, and his expression did not change much, but his face could clearly feel the sudden increase in the pressure applied to him, almost crushing it, and he could only stick tightly to the ground and survive:

“—Don’t hurt him.”

The face tried to argue, but it found in horror that its mouth could not open at all, or even make a sound.

Ji Xuan withdrew his gaze.

He touched the skull of the monster who was standing by his side with his fingers and said:

"Go."

The monster turned its head, and two dark holes in its skull were staring at the unmovable evil spirit in front of it, but occasionally swam towards it slowly.

No no no no no no no no no no no no—

The face screamed in his heart, but in reality it could not make any sound. Its eyes were printed with the huge monster gradually approaching it. The dark eyeballs almost fell out of its eye sockets. The corners of its trembling mouth were lifted to the ears, and its facial expression became more and more hideous and terrifying due to extreme fear and despair.

The next second, the monster opened its huge mouth, revealing its sharp teeth as sharp as jagged, and rushed towards it.

No--

The bloody and terrifying hunting in front of him seemed to be unable to attract Ji Xuan's gaze at all. He lowered his eyes and stared at the floating drop of blood.

It is the warmth and fragrance of human blood alone.

He closed his fingers and carefully wrapped the drop of blood in his palm.

Ji Xuan curled the corners of his lips, and a nearly paranoid possessiveness flashed deep in his scarlet eyes.

--mine.

·

The first working day after the holiday is the most painful.

Ye Jia sat in his small compartment, staring blankly at the unprocessed documents and reports stacked high on his desk, feeling that his soul seemed to have been hollowed out.

Why……

Why is there such inhuman things in the world that work is...

When will you retire...

He raised his head and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and his eyes followed the movement of the second hand, distracted, while counting the time from get off work in his heart.

It's almost time, and I'm getting off work in three hours.

Suddenly, a full of breath came from behind him:

"Ya Jia!"

Ye Jia was shocked, sat up suddenly, quickly adjusted his facial expression, staring at the documents spread out on the table with a serious look, as if he was working seriously from beginning to end.

Liu Zhaocheng: “…”

Do you think I'm blind?

He stared at Ye Jia, who was scrambling to fish under his nose, and felt his eyebrows beating.

Liu Zhaocheng pinched his nose tiredly and decided to free himself from his sudden heart attack: "You, Cheng Cezhi, pack up your things and prepare to leave for the hospital."

Yejia: "?"

Hearing his name, Cheng Cezhi raised his head from the pile of documents piled up in the mountains and looked in their direction blankly.

Liu Zhaocheng snorted expressionlessly, pointing to the fruit baskets and gifts piled on the table:

"This is bought by our department to raise money. You two are responsible for taking it to Zhao Dong."

Is this the feeling of getting off work early?

Ye Jia was excited: "Thank you, Minister!"

"Thank you." Liu Zhaocheng rolled his eyes unceremoniously: "It would be better to let you go out for errands when you let you get in the way here, at least you don't have to anger me in front of my eyes."

Yejia: “…………………”
To be continued...