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Chapter 9 Foot Bag

If you ask me why I feel such fear, I can only tell you.

First, now I have no idea when this shadow man will appear, where he will appear in the house, and how to guard against him.

What's more, there is a girl in danger on the other side waiting for me to save, and the death on both sides is oppressing me at the same time. What should I do?

Secondly, I actually think death is not scary. What is scary is the time waiting for death.

If someone tells you when and what time you will die, during the waiting time, you will feel the preciousness of time.

And you will cherish every minute and every second.

But the closer the moment of death is, the more fearful one will become looking at the clock.

Third, it is not yet known whether this shadow man is the real murderer. If he is not the real murderer, then...how should I guard against him?

What's more, I met him early and checked the information clearly, and now I am even more panicked.

Needless to say, this kind of fear is self-evident. This kind of fear is the fear that most penetrates the skin and strikes the soul directly.

I don't know how long it took, but I couldn't help but slowly opened my eyes as I was in a daze, showing a look of helplessness.

No matter how scared I was, the situation in front of me gave me no chance to play around.

I continued to look at the manuscript in my hand, trying to find the content I wanted, and also trying to find a way to decipher the scene in front of me.

Although the handwriting of this manuscript is not neat, it can still be read with difficulty. Although the illustrations in front of you are simple, you can still remember a lot of things through its features.

All in all, what is written in this humble manuscript is quite comprehensive.

The entire manuscript is roughly divided into three volumes.

Volume One: Describes the general classification of shadow attribute skills and their general abilities.

Volume Two: It tells the subsequent development and changes of the shadow attribute skills, as well as the names of a large number of masters.

Volume Three: It tells the story of how the Shadow Dance Sect gained a foothold starting from the first war of superpowers.

After I finished reading the first volume, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Sure enough, everything was just as I suspected. As long as he wanted to enter my house quietly, I had basically no way to intercept him.

Because I am just an ordinary person. So now, I might as well read useful content before I die, and maybe it will be more spectacular to say my last words before I die.

But when I read the third volume, I discovered a strange thing.

This third volume clearly tells the story from the first war between superpowers.

But the story ends abruptly after Li He's battle to become a god and the creation of the Shadow Dance Sect.

This is actually very strange, because it is obvious from the manuscript that the author of the manuscript clearly did not finish what he wanted to say.

Moreover, the manuscript was only half full, but at the beginning of the next page it had become a blank page.

[Is it possible that the following content was thrown away by someone?]

I couldn't help but frown when I saw this, with a look of confusion on my face.

Although my mind was full of doubts at this time, I continued to flip through the pages, as if I wanted to find something in the blank pages.

I don’t know how long I’ve been searching, but I haven’t found any results. Now, I finally feel a little anxious.

"hateful……"

Seeing the situation in front of me, I couldn't help gritting my teeth and feeling a little helpless.

The large number of blank pages at the back made me suspicious. The entire page was clean, with no ink or dust at all, as if it had been painted by someone.

When one strange thing is not solved, another strange thing comes over again, which is really annoying.

Soon, I had turned the blank page of this manuscript to the last page, and a faint red circle quickly caught my attention.

"This is……"

I opened my mouth gently and couldn't help but whisper to myself.

[Such a shape, such a red circle...

It was like the ripples of blood dripping on the water when I had a nosebleed.

Such a shape is really strange...

Moreover, such a shape is very natural and does not look like it was deliberately drawn at all... If it was deliberately drawn, what would be the point? 〕

Thinking of this, I gently put down the manuscript in my hand and couldn't help but think about it quietly.

I have never been very willing to use my brain, but today I felt a bit of fun in being forced to use my brain to think about problems. After all, if I don't use my brain, I may die at any time.

[This kind of brain use is really a bad taste of being forced into helplessness.]

I sighed helplessly and complained in a very unhappy manner.

I looked at the desk in front of me. Although this desk was very close to me, I had not rummaged through it until now. Maybe I would make some surprising discoveries in it.

I gently placed the manuscript on the table. Looking at the brown-red table in front of me, I couldn't help but touch it gently.

[The feel seems good, so it should fetch a good price, right?]

Thinking of this, I realized that I had already begun to talk nonsense, so I couldn't help but smile, and then I reached out and put my hand on the handle of the drawer in front of me.

The table in front of me has three drawers in total, two large and one small.

The smaller drawer is on the far left and the larger drawer is on the far right.

[Let’s start with the smallest one first.]

Thinking of this, I stretched out my hand and gently pulled it away.

With a slight twitching sound, an old bronze key appeared in front of me. This key was like the cylindrical key that opened a long lock in ancient times.

Just looking at it from a distance gives people a sense of a very long time ago.

"call……"

[This thing can’t be the key to the mysterious treasure chest in the game, right?]

I complained to myself to relieve my nervousness, then reached out and put the key in my trouser pocket. On the other hand, I also reached out and opened another large drawer.

In this drawer, there is a piece of paper filled with notes. The dense fonts on it also made me a little interested.

[When outsiders see this piece of paper, I may have already died, right?

Let me introduce myself, my name is Yang Chen, I am the detective of the Supernatural Detective Agency and the only employee here.

Although the store is small, it does not affect my booming business.

However, if you often walk by the river, how can your shoes not get wet?

When I was solving a supernatural incident before, I was accidentally cursed by a monster.

Since then, my physical condition has deteriorated day by day.

Although I tried many methods after discovering the curse,

Without exception, these things are ineffective. I know that I am certain to die, so I left this suicide note.

Although I have accepted the test, I am still young and I am not willing to give in. I still don’t want to die meaninglessly.

So, I decided to start writing that manuscript.

The meaning of my manuscript is that I want to set a precedent so that ordinary people can understand the history of some superpowers, so that ordinary people will no longer be afraid of life. This can be regarded as the last contribution I can make.

As for the manuscript, I decided to start with the strongest Shadow Dance sect first, but I no longer know if I can finish writing this before I die.

I hope my life is tough enough.]

There is another piece of paper underneath this piece of paper. Oh, pick it up gently and continue to look at it.

[Recently, I feel as if I am being watched. Even when I go to the toilet, I feel like I am being watched.

It seems that even before I die, I still cannot avoid the fate of being assassinated.

It's really like a tiger being bullied by a dog. It was clear that I was all-powerful and respected by almost everyone, but I didn't expect that one day I would be assassinated again.

Tsk...that's really unexpected.

Tsk, if nothing happens to me, what assassinated me should be "a large amount of ink smeared the text, completely covering it."

Unexpectedly, I was "smeared with a large amount of ink, completely covering the text."

That's all... I've finished writing the manuscript,

Everything may only end here.】

In addition, when I gently picked up this note, several small notes placed in the corner of the drawer appeared in front of me.

I gently stretched out my hand, stretched it one by one, and looked at the content on it carefully.

The first few larger pieces of paper can still be read clearly, and the handwriting is relatively clear.

[If you see this note, it really means that I am dead. Please leave here immediately and ensure your own safety, otherwise...]

[If you see this note, don’t hesitate, run! Run outside!]

But the handwriting on the following notes became very sloppy, and the handwriting was still crooked. It seemed that the person who wrote this note had reached a very urgent situation.

【I... saw them again!

They... they were in the factory. "When I was writing a huge word "factory", my pen suddenly broke, and it seemed that I didn't even finish the word."]

【There are them in the house too!

I can’t run away anymore. If you see this note, please don’t hesitate and run!]

In the corner of the drawer, there is this last big piece of paper.

Somewhat curious, I took it out and stretched it out, and found that the content on it was very blurry. The distorted fonts and confusing red seals made me seem to be able to return to the scene, and I felt a sense of fear.

But the scarlet font on the paper still made me observe it carefully for a long time, and I roughly saw the shape of two characters.

【Foot bag!】

This note was only half written, and the text stopped abruptly, as if the writer had really encountered something unexpected.

[Looking at the rough handwriting on it, it must have been written in blood when he was in a hurry, right? In addition to the word "foot bag", maybe he wanted to write the word "Run"?]

"Huh...what has this guy been through?"

I sighed, slumped down on the chair, and couldn't help but whisper to myself softly.


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