Watching Ding Xiaoyi disappear into the room, the sergeant's slender tail swayed from side to side as if it was not affected by gravity.
As soon as he turned around, he landed on the wooden box and looked at it for a long time.
I don't know what the black cat was thinking in its head, but after a while it turned around and jumped out of the room with a bored expression.
Chaimu New Home.
After Ding Xiaoyi carefully turned on the power, with a "bang!" sound, all the doors and windows in the house were instantly locked.
After trying to push it a few times, the door and window didn't move at all.
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi nodded with satisfaction.
Next time you encounter a big tide, you don’t need to worry about the tide pouring into your house.
Of course this is just an auxiliary means.
When that time comes, I will let Da Tou Duo go into the box, then take it back to reality, and then come back when it is almost done.
Tidy up the room.
Ding Xiaoyi then walked to the table, picked up the diary, looked at the sixth page of the diary that had been opened, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought for a moment.
When I came back today, the diary was already open.
May 3, Alliance Calendar 100
I attended a funeral.
A funeral without a name.
In such a simple environment, the bones could not be taken away, and there were only five tombstones without names standing in the snow.
I think at this time, it should be the season of singing birds and fragrant flowers in the reserve.
We escaped from some hellish place.
But there were only four of us who survived.
And it seems that my old friend can hardly hold on any longer.
Fortunately, we have escaped.
The fifth page of the diary is still on April 31st.
But the content on this page has been updated for two days.
What exactly happened during these two days? There is no record in the diary.
Judging from the contents of this diary, my grandfather, his old friends, and their entire group suffered heavy losses.
May 6th, Year 100 of the Alliance Calendar.
The four of us quietly returned to the reserve.
But after my old friend sent me to the reserve, he left with the remaining three people.
They need to return to that place and continue to guard it.
What's inside is so important.
Neither the exorcist nor the fallen spirit master deserves it.
What exactly is it?
At night, when I was sitting on the train, Erluzi sat next to me again, and I asked him about the origin of that thing.
He didn't tell me exactly, he just said...(Blurred font)
Looking at the blurry paragraph below, Ding Xiaoyi felt crazy.
The key information directly becomes a mosaic.
What exactly did they find? Judging from the diary, the three exorcists seemed to have given up on their identity as exorcists and turned back without even notifying the union.
Immediately, he could only endure and continue.
The following is the last paragraph of the diary on page six, which is also the paragraph that touches my heart the most.
May 18th, Year 100 of the Alliance Calendar.
After walking out of the union office building, I regained my freedom.
During this time, the union has been trying to find out where we went on the days when we disappeared.
I saw all kinds of strange things in the guild, oh, psychic creatures.
These monsters are not cute at all.
Erluzi always stood beside me, protecting my memory from being intruded upon.
They got nothing.
But as time goes by, I'm not sure how much of these things I can remember.
and……
Xiao Yi is still young, and when he grows up, I'm afraid I won't be able to live too long.
So I decided to write a diary.
This is probably my biggest legacy.
This world is too vast.
There are too many secrets waiting to be discovered, and human beings are also at the intersection, waiting to verify the correctness of the road.
Although it is full of danger, if he is willing, I think I can do something to help him.
Erluzi gave me a black leather diary.
This is the agreement between him and me.
If something that shouldn't appear appears in the diary, the diary will erase this content.
As compensation, he gave me a fishing rod...
This page of diary ends here.
The bridge of my nose felt sore for a while. Everything here was left to me by my grandfather.
Including this diary is my greatest companionship.
He held the diary in his arms and looked at the photos on the wall. He felt warm in his heart. It seemed that his grandfather had not left. He was still by his side, but he was just accompanying him in a different way.
…………
Under night.
A shadow appeared quietly in the corner.
After taking a look at the vermilion door.
His eyes flashed, and he quietly lowered his hat.
Then he kicked off his feet, stepped on the wall and jumped, as light as a cat, and climbed into the courtyard wall.
Looking at the old house in front of him, a pair of white eyeballs peeked out from under his hood.
After looking around several rooms.
A dagger was quietly held in the palm of his hand, and he groped his way into the main room step by step.
Wait until you arrive in front of the house.
A strange scene appeared. Facing the closed door, the man's body became as thin as paper, and he squeezed into the door close to the crack.
It was silent and there was no movement at all. When people walked into the room, their bodies quickly returned to their normal appearance.
Under the hood, those white eyes seemed to be able to ignore the influence of the dark night in the room.
After scanning his eyes left and right.
But he was surprised to find that there was no target in the room.
"No one...Did someone leak the news?"
Seeing this, the man in black felt his heart sink. After getting the news from them, he quietly surrounded the surroundings and monitored the house.
After Grandma Zhang left, no one came in or out again.
But the target disappeared??
In confusion, the man in black suddenly flashed his eyes and walked to the side table.
I saw a wooden box placed on the table.
Seeing the wooden box, the man in black's eyes lit up, and he carefully reached out his hand and touched the wooden box.
A ray of spiritual energy gushed out from the palm of the man in black, and immediately the wooden box seemed to be affected by the spiritual energy and also emitted a strange fluorescence.
Upon seeing this, his white eyeballs immediately showed a look of joy.
"It takes no effort at all!"
I thought it would be more troublesome, but I never thought it would be so simple.
The man in black thought about taking the box away.
But suddenly I thought about it, and it seemed a bit unreasonable for me to take the box away like this.
After thinking for a while, he looked at the wooden houses around him and sneered: "I can hardly hold it anymore. What are you doing in such a big house?"
As he spoke, he took out the lighter from his pocket, walked to the curtain aside, and pressed it lightly!
"clatter!"
The firelight shone on the man's thin cheeks, slender brows, triangular eyes, and flat nose.
There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if he had already imagined in his mind that the flames that burned such a priceless house would be extremely spectacular.
Slowly push the lighter towards the curtain.
However, just when the lighter was about to touch the curtain, a cold wind came from nowhere.
The flames were immediately blown out.
"Huh??"
Seeing that the lighter was extinguished, Triangle Eye continued to light it twice, but found that the lighter would not light no matter how hard it was lit.
"Damn, trash!"
He threw the lighter on the ground and glanced left and right. Suddenly, he narrowed his triangular eyes and saw two ice-blue gems flashing in the dark.
"what is that??"
He rubbed his eyes, trying to see carefully, but found that the more he tried to see clearly, the less clearly he could see.
My ability to see in the dark seemed to have suddenly disappeared.
Seeing this, he carefully groped his way step by step.
I saw the gems getting bigger and bigger before my eyes.
Shining with a ghostly and charming luster, they are like two peerless gems. The more you look at them, the more fascinating they become.
Until he couldn't help but stretched out his palm to grab the gem.
The dark clouds in the night sky dispersed, and the bright moonlight shone through the window.
Suddenly, the hand with triangular eyes that was in mid-air suddenly froze.
For a moment, hairs stood up on the thin cheeks with triangular eyes.
A huge animal face was reflected in the white pupils.
It held its head high, yawned casually, then spit out a blood-red tongue and licked its sharp knife-like teeth.
He looked at the bloody mouth bigger than his own head, and the white beards like steel needles, shining coldly in the night light.
His triangular eyes almost popped out of his head, and he took a deep breath.
"Hiss~~What kind of monster is this!"
A chill surged into my lungs, fear surged into my heart, and I turned around to run away.
But as soon as he turned around, he heard a sound of breaking wind behind his head.
"not good!"
The man was obviously a battle-hardened master. He sensed something was wrong and decisively gave up escaping.
A murderous intent burst out from his eyes, intending to burn the boat.
Either you die or I die.
Holding the dagger in both hands, a manic force burst out from the man's wrist. The moment the man waved the dagger, bright red blood wrapped around him, turning the dagger into a bloody blade.
"Atu's Blade·Slash!"
When the blade was swung, it seemed to be a bloody storm, and the sharp roar was like the roar of a fierce ghost.
The manic power seemed to reach its highest peak in an instant, and it suddenly slashed backwards.
The most powerful sword.
It contains the powerful belief of the Triangular Eyes and the full power of the high-grade psychic creature that hurts the spirit [The Power of the Hero].
Under the bloody light, you can see that what is coming in front of you is just a furry tail.
No tricks, just hit it head on.
Just listen to the sound of "pop!"
The sneaky sound of blood shadows in the room suddenly stopped...
The process from beginning to end was like a fly that had been buzzing around and was swatted to death on the wall.
Apart from a pool of blood and flesh on the ground, there is nothing to describe.
"Meow!"
The Sheriff swept his tail, and a wisp of ghostly fire burned the bloody stains on the ground cleanly in an instant.
Then the tail is rolled up gently and the box is returned to its original position.
His body jumped lightly on the bed, curled up in a ball, sniffing the remaining breath of Ding Xiaoyi on the bed, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.
As for the triangular eye that just broke in, to the police chief, it was just a fly that disturbed its sleep.