The moment this strange fragrance appeared, with Fang Mo as the center, all the darkness within a ten-mile radius surged.
In the dark alley.
A twisted mannequin, crawling rapidly on the ground like a spider, suddenly raised its head.
The black wig covered the pair of empty eyes, and its neck was twisted ninety degrees in one direction strangely. It stood frozen in the dead lane like a sculpture for a long time, as if it was thinking, as if it was doubting...
Finally, it turned around, like a human-shaped cockroach, crawling quickly towards the place where the strange fragrance was.
…
Inside the dark classroom.
On the desk, the pencil hovering over the white paper is still drawing twisted lines, sometimes making circles, sometimes making crosses, like an invisible schizophrenia patient standing by the table, drawing something messily.
At the same time, the scalp-numbing sound still echoed in the classroom.
“If the man dies, please draw a circle on the paper… If the man dies, please draw a circle on the paper…
Bixian...Bixian...you are my past life, and I am your present..."
Suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly.
The pencil hovering over the white paper also freezes.
"It smells so good...it smells so good...I really want to eat it...I really want to eat it..."
The sound sounded again, but this time, the pencil did not continue to draw on the paper. Instead, it flew up strangely in the air. The tip of the pen was like a sharp blade, slamming open the classroom window and flying in a certain direction.
Dark alleys, deserted street corners, cabinets in old houses, dilapidated trash cans, the dark side of street lights...
Pairs of eyes opened one after another, like a dying man who had been hungry for more than ten days in the desert, looking greedily at the direction of the smell. The originally peaceful street became strangely agitated.
…
On top of a tall building.
"Something's wrong." Shao Pingge seemed to have noticed something, "There is a 'mystery' in an area, and there seems to be signs of large-scale madness."
"It's over there on the commercial street."
Lin Qiye frowned while sensing the situation in the distance, "How could this happen..."
Through mental perception, Lin Qiye clearly saw the scene where Fang Mo killed the rotten "Mysterious", but was injured by the second "Mysterious" sneak attack.
He had long sensed the "mysterious" approach of the second "Chi" realm, but did not take action. The main reason was that he thought that with Fang Mo's innate ability, he could dodge the blow. As for the damage he suffered in the process,
Some minor injuries are the only way to gain experience.
Everyone grows up little by little from constant battles and injuries. If he protects this group of recruits like a bud and prevents them from getting any harm, then they will never be able to truly grow.
But after Fang Mo was injured and bled, the chain reaction that occurred was somewhat beyond his expectation.
If he guessed correctly, the "mysteries" in that area were attracted by Fang Mo's blood and became restless, but why could Fang Mo's blood attract them?
It is true that part of Lin Qiye's "miraculous" blood is flowing in Fang Mo's body, but Lin Qiye knows very well that even if it contains the blood of the [Mortal God Realm], it is impossible to have such an effect, otherwise he would have long ago
When I was in Cangnan, I was torn into pieces by the rioting "Mysterious".
"There are a large number of low-level 'mysteries' heading in one direction, and some high-level 'mysteries' hidden in that area are also ready to move... It seems that there are two 'Klein' level 'mysteries' also there.
Chase there...
Those high-level ‘mysteries’ took action earlier than expected.”
Shao Pingge closed his eyes, seeming to feel the "mysterious" flow of breath, and said.
After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked solemnly at Chen Han aside:
"It's time for you to take action."
"Um."
Chen Han seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time. The palm of his right hand rested on the handle of the knife at his waist, two dim lights flashed in his eyes, and he stepped towards the void beside the building.
The next moment, the figure wearing a military coat disappeared from the place.
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Bridge hole.
A blood-stained straight knife was slowly pulled out from the corpse of the bloody wolf dog.
Lu Baoyou stood next to the pool of blood, expressionlessly wiping the blood on his cheek, and his eyes, which were shining with red light, gradually returned to normal.
"This is dead...boring."
Lu Baoyou put the straight knife back into the black box and turned to look behind him. The little beggar was still sitting on the ground obediently, his eyes closed tightly, and his pale cheeks were still trembling slightly with fear.
Lu Baoyou was about to ask her to open her eyes, but then she seemed to have thought of something and silently closed her mouth.
He first dragged the bloody wolf dog's body and threw it into a pile of grass aside. Then he washed away the blood on his cheeks with stream water and cleaned the ground under the bridge. When there was no trace of blood anywhere, he
Then he sat back down by the extinguished bonfire and spoke leisurely:
"Open your eyes."
Hearing this voice, the little beggar swallowed, put his hands in front of his face, and slowly opened his eyes.
She looked around worriedly, but saw no trace of the bloody wolfdog, and then she breathed a sigh of relief. She stayed there for a long time before getting up and returning to the bonfire.
"Then...where's that monster?"
"What monster?"
Lu Baoyou casually struck a wisp of flame with a match and lit the extinguished bonfire. The weak firelight danced in front of him, illuminating a corner of his stern face.
"That's it, the big dog with so many eyes!"
"You are wrong, there is no such thing." Lu Baoyou replied calmly.
"But……"
"Shut up."
"……oh."
The little beggar hugged his feet in frustration.
After the bonfire was completely raised, Lu Baoyou stood up from the ground and glanced at the dim sky in the distance, his eyes faintly flashing with excitement.
"So there is still a 'mystery' hidden in Shangjing City... It seems that these three days of vacation are not that boring."
He murmured to himself, picked up the black box on the side, and walked towards the dim city outside the bridge cave.
Seeing Lu Baoyou stand up and leave, the little beggar was slightly startled.
"Where are you going?"
"Go out for a walk." Lu Baoyou turned around and glanced at her.
After hesitating for a moment, he came back.
"Close your eyes."
"Close your eyes again?"
"Close your eyes."
"……knew."
When the little beggar covered his eyes, Lu Baoyou stretched out his hand and touched some big rocks beside the bridge, and an invisible sacred ruin quickly opened up.
The big rocks shook, and a ferocious mouth suddenly opened in the solid rock crevices. At the same time, pairs of red eyes emerged from the surface of the rocks, like a group of rock demons, waiting next to the bridge hole.
"Open your eyes." After doing all this, Lu Baoyou said.
As soon as the little beggar opened her eyes, Lu Baoyou threw a ten-yuan note into her hand, turned around and walked into the darkness, and her voice came slowly:
"When it gets dark, take the money and buy two boxes of instant noodles. I'll come back to eat them tomorrow night."
The little beggar glanced at Lu Baoyou who disappeared in the darkness, then at the crumpled ten-yuan note in his hand, and froze on the spot in confusion.