Boom, boom, boom.

"May I come in?"

Interestingly, Hewen found that he had not knocked on other people's doors for a long time, but people often came to visit him.

"I'm coming!"

The door was opened inwards.

"Please come in, please come in, the house is a bit messy, please forgive me."

The owner nodded and waved his transparent right hand, then walked towards the house with his human lower body.

"Welcome, welcome, this is the first time a guest has come to visit me since I acquired this house."

Hewen said to the strange creature made up of the floating body behind the scenes and the lower body of Skyd:

"No, no, I came here uninvited. I hope that you, sir, can be more tolerant."

Because Kelly's body is half and Skyd's body is only half, the splicing of the two is not so harmonious. This owner only has one right hand and does not have what humans call a head.

Although it walks on two human legs, two long, slender, feminine legs floating behind the scenes hang on the right side of its hips, and it also has three membrane wings on its right back.

There was a large pool of blood in the center of the living room.

Looking at the red liquid dripping from the body joint of the owner of the house, it is not difficult to guess the source of this pool of blood.

The host said apologetically:

"I'm in a bit of a hurry and don't have much time to dress up. I think the guests won't mind."

Hewen smiled and said:

"Of course not. I appreciate you taking the time to entertain me."

The headless body laughed:

"After all, you are my first guest? But then again, I still don't know your name and why you are here."

Hewen leaned his head forward slightly and saw that there was still a small amount of fluorescence flashing in the incision on the giant plankton's shoulder, and there was no swimming halo inside the body.

"Are you hurt?"

The headless man just chuckled twice:

"I know my appearance may be misunderstood, but I have looked like this since I was born. This is not a scar, but my original appearance.

"The guest hasn't answered my question yet?"

Hewen said:

"My name is Hevendrenger. I came here to hunt an evil demon. I don't know if I am headless..."

"Sir, I am a male."

"I wonder if Mr. Headless knows where the evil spirit is?"

The headless man flapped the crystal clear wings on his back:

"Are you talking about Mr. Stickman? Mr. Stickman, someone is looking for you!"

After a while, a small stick figure flew out from the kitchen, and it was wearing an apron, with mini cotton gloves on its hands, and holding a small iron tray.

There are eight cookies on the tray, three of which are the largest, two are of medium size, and three are the smallest.

The stickman said with a smile:

"I just went to get some cookies. I don't have anything ready-made at home to entertain guests."

He gave the cookies to the headless man, Hevin and himself. The biggest one and the smallest one were given to the headless man. Hewen and the stickman were each given one of different sizes.

Hewen looked down and saw that the cookies on the plate were looking at him with frightened eyes.

Each cookie has a smaller human mouth and eyes. Although it is not sure whether they can eat, at least their ability to express emotions is still very sufficient.

All the cookies showed fear, except one.

That's the big cookie on the Headless Man's plate.

The big cookie looked at the headless man with a very complicated look.

Stickman said:

"Please enjoy. My cookie baking skills are quite good and I control the heat just right."

As he spoke, he picked up a small cookie and threw it into his mouth, drawing a beautiful parabola.

When the cookie flew through the air, it made a small scream, but when the stickman swallowed it and chewed it slowly, the scream disappeared.

"It's delicious, you should try it too." The stickman looked at the two of them expectantly.

The headless man picked up a small cookie and threw it directly at the broken part of his shoulder. As the cookie screamed, fluorescence exploded, and the cookie just disappeared.

The headless man said:

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Sky White."

Hewen glanced at the stick figure wall and showed an interesting expression:

"Is this the relationship between the two of you?"

The headless man waved his hand and explained:

"We have nothing to do with each other. I have a beautiful lady in my heart."

Hewen asked:

"who?"

The headless man said with longing:

"It is a young woman named Kelly. She is very beautiful. My only ideal in this life is to marry her, then follow her to her favorite city, and then do a simple job, alternating between busyness and leisure.

Watch the sun rise and set together every day, watch the children grow up little by little, mature and become independent, and then we will be buried in the same place and meet again in the underworld."

Hewen sighed:

"It's a beautiful vision, but have you ever thought about what you would do if she rejects you?"

The stickman also turned his head and looked at him.

The headless man's body trembled with excitement, and he repeated mechanically as if he was stuck:

"Reject, reject, reject, reject, reject..."

The stickman floated behind him and gently patted his shoulder:

"He is just a child, and the neural network is not fully established yet, so it is easy for small problems like this to occur."

The stickman picked up the big biscuit and placed it above the broken part of the headless man's shoulder.

The face of a male human suddenly slowly emerged from the fracture from the shoulder to the waist, but the human was still made of the same transparent material as the upper body, just like a human with his face pressed against a transparent membrane.

Then he swallowed the cookie in one gulp and slowly retracted into his body like a sinking whale.

The stickman said to Hewen enthusiastically:

"Please have a taste of my cookies."

Hewen refused:

"Although they are all full of evil, they are not so evil as to be chewed alive. The screams that the young man made in your mouth hurt my eardrums."

But the stickman still begged Hevin to eat the biscuits baked by the White family:

"Are you looking down on my cooking ability? Mr. Hewendrenger, I hope you can at least respect the fruits of my labor."

Hewen said:

"I'm sorry, I really don't want this type of food."

The stickman shook his head in disappointment:

"It seems that I still didn't choose the right materials. I know a place where there are three young human women and a little girl who is a shapeshifter. These shapeshifters are all chocolate-flavored. You must know that they are rarely seen on Ellen.

Now that the Malkinis are here, I think we can use them to make a chocolate cake."

Hevin replied:

"I have a better suggestion."

Stickman eyes light up:

"What?"

"I know that there is a weak evil demon who was defeated by Odin and is wandering in this city. I think I can wear that stick from beginning to end and make it into a kebab. What do you think?"
Chapter completed!