vstars Chapter 17
Chapter 17
In a dark and messy small room.
An ugly, swollen face was attached to the old man's corpse, which was gradually emitting a rotting smell.
It sucked the remaining nutrients from the corpse, and the face that was originally only the size of a fingernail was now the size of an adult's palm.
It seems to be waiting for something.
Suddenly, without warning, the temperature in the air began to drop.
It was as if the wind had blown the clouds to cover the sun, and the light in the entire room suddenly dimmed.
The deep darkness that can't penetrate half a ray of light spreads in the corridor, swallowing up the sunlight bit by bit, like some kind of enlarged shadow, covering the entire residential building in it.
The face stopped smoking, and its dark eyes without whites moved slightly, staring fixedly at the direction of the corridor.
A shudder came over me.
It can feel that some kind of extraordinarily powerful existence has come.
The huge abyss-like power almost distorted the space around him, and the thick and heavy oppression almost made every low-level ghost feel fear and shrink from the bottom of his heart.
A trace of unconcealable shock flitted across that face.
It didn't expect that this time...it was the king himself.
"clatter."
"clatter."
"clatter."
The sound of rhythmic footsteps came from far and near, echoing in the empty corridor, every step made the face flinch, its expression switched between greed and fear, and a pair of eyes fixed on the sound incoming direction.
The closer the footsteps came, the darker the surrounding light became.
When the 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 pair of pitch-black eyes protruded, and the mouth with a strange smile shouted excitedly: "King! King! You are here! No! Wrong...that's right, I met ACE, and I am willing to provide you with all his clues..."
Hey.
The man walked into the room without haste, and the soles of his shoes made regular sounds on the floor.
When it finally saw the man's face clearly, its expression froze suddenly, and the fixed expression looked funny and weird.
This this……
The man in front of him was tall and tall, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he looked over condescendingly.
His facial features are extremely deep, and under the high brow bones are a pair of dark red pupils, which look even more eerie and strange in the night, even though his face is expressionless, there is also a bloody aura of coldness.
But... that's not what it notices.
What made it panic was that the facial features of the man in front of him were five or six points similar to the little boy it had transformed into earlier.
What, what's going on here...?
The man's eyes fell on the face attached to the corpse, and the invisible oppressive feeling was suppressed immediately.
The feeling as if it could be pierced by the glinting blade made it freeze in place, as if it felt as if it was being dissected bit by bit ruthlessly and coldly, and all the dark thoughts hidden in its heart were exposed.
When the consciousness came over, it found that it had poured out all the information it knew without reservation.
The face asked cautiously:
"Wang, wang... Excuse me, my bounty..."
Ji Xuan raised his hand, and his pale fingertips slipped in the air.
In the next second, that face felt a powerful force rushing into its body. It was overjoyed and began to devour and digest greedily. Signs of the next level.
Its face grows uglier with excitement:
"Thank you……"
Ji Xuan: "This is the reward you deserve."
However, before it could say anything more, the floor suddenly rose slowly, and a huge monster wrapped in white ribs slowly emerged from the ground. In the goat-like skull, the mandible was wide open. , as if holding something in its mouth.
Ji Xuan held out his hand.
The monster gently placed the thing it was holding in his palm.
At this time, the face could be seen clearly, it was a drop of suspended blood.
It seems to have been half-frozen, but it is still bright red, and it looks even more shocking in the man's pale palm.
An ominous premonition began to rise in its heart.
Ji Xuan raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the evil spirit without any emotional fluctuations. He said calmly:
"However, he was injured."
... What, what?
"My reward has always been very clear." Ji Xuan didn't move forward, and even his expression didn't change too much, but that face could clearly feel the pressure on him suddenly multiplying, almost It is overwhelmed and can only cling to the ground tightly to survive:
"—don't hurt him."
The face tried to argue, but it was horrified to find that its mouth couldn't even open, not even make a sound.
Ji Xuan looked away.
He touched the skull of the monster standing quietly beside him with his fingers, and said:
"Go."
The monster turned its head. The two dark holes in the skull stared at the immobile evil spirit in front of it, and then slowly swam towards it.
no no no no no no no-
That face howled miserably in his heart, but in reality he couldn't make a sound at all. Its eyes were filled with the image of the huge monster that was gradually approaching itself. The dark eyeballs almost fell out of the eye sockets, and the corners of its trembling mouth reached to the base of its ears. , the facial expression became more and more hideous due to extreme panic and despair.
In the next second, the monster opened its huge mouth, revealing its sharp, jagged teeth, and rushed towards it.
Do not--
The bloody and terrifying prey in front of him seemed unable to attract Ji Xuan's gaze at all. He lowered his eyes and fixedly stared at the floating drop of blood.
It is the warmth and fragrance of human blood.
He gathered his fingers and carefully wrapped the drop of blood in his palm.
Ji Xuan hooked the corners of his lips, and there was an almost paranoid possessive desire in the depths of his scarlet eyes.
--mine.
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The first working day after a holiday is the most painful.
Ye Jia sat in his small cubicle, staring blankly at the unprocessed documents and reports piled high on his desk, feeling as if his soul had been hollowed out.
Why……
Why is there such an inhuman thing as going to work in the world...
When can I retire...
He raised his head to look at the clock hanging on the wall, his eyes followed the movement of the second hand one frame at a time, and while he was distracted, he mentally counted the time until he got off work.
Hurry up, get off work in three hours.
Suddenly, an angry voice came from behind him:
"Yejia!"
Shocked, Ye Jia sat up abruptly, quickly adjusted his facial expression, and stared at the documents spread out on the table seriously, as if he was working hard from beginning to end.
Liu Zhaocheng: "..."
Do you think I'm blind?
He stared at Ye Jia, who was diligently fishing for fish under his nose, and felt his eyebrows twitch.
Liu Zhaocheng pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, and decided to free himself from the fate of an early heart attack: "You, and Cheng Cezhi, pack up your things and prepare to go to the hospital."
Ye Jia: "?"
Hearing his name, Cheng Cezhi raised his head from the pile of documents and looked in their direction blankly.
Liu Zhaocheng snorted expressionlessly, and pointed to the fruit baskets and gifts piled on the table beside him:
"Our department pooled money to buy it, and the two of you are responsible for bringing it to Zhao Dong."
Is this what it feels like to leave work early!
Ye Jia cheered up: "Thank you minister!"
"Thank you for your size." Liu Zhaocheng rolled his eyes unceremoniously: "Instead of letting you get in my way here, it's better to let you go out to run errands, at least you don't have to be mad at me in front of me."
Ye Jia: "........."
It doesn't have to be so real.
hospital.
The two people's arms were full of consolation gifts bought by the logistics department, and they squeezed into the elevator with difficulty one after the other.
"How many floors?" Ye Jia, who was near the elevator door, asked.
Cheng Cezhi's muffled voice came from behind the fruit basket: "The highest floor."
Ye Jia paused slightly.
This is a hospital that has long-term cooperation with the Administration. If you are only slightly injured during work, or are eroded by Yin Qi, you will often be placed in the intensive care unit on the lower floor, although it is separated from the general ward in terms of location. But the overall difference is not big.
The eighth floor and above are specially designed for patients who are in extremely serious condition after contact with supernatural events.
They were carefully and closely isolated as if they were patients with dangerous infectious diseases.
He pressed the button for the 10th floor.
5 minute later.
After a series of tedious checks and identity verification, Ye Jia and Cheng Cezhi were finally let in.
This floor is very deserted.
The wards were almost empty, and there were no nurses walking in the corridors, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
I don't know if it's because the air conditioner is too high, but the temperature on this floor is obviously much lower than other floors.
There were only two people sitting at the door of the ward at the end of the corridor, one on the left and the other on the right. They were both wearing everyday casual clothes, but the tactical bags around their waists could not be fooled.
They are all members of the Combat Section.
Under such a tight manpower situation, the Combat Division would actually send two members to guard a patient?
Ye Jia lowered his eyes slightly, covering up the strange color that flashed in his eyes.
One stood up and opened the door for them.
The ward is very bright, and it can be seen through a layer of isolation glass. Zhao Dong is sitting alone on the hospital bed by the window, with the snow-white sheets pulled up to his waist. Apart from looking thinner, he seems to be in good spirits. Looking down at a thin book.
He looked over with some surprise:
"Ye Jia, Xiao Cheng? Why are you here?"
They put down the condolences they were holding in their hands.
"Of course I came to see you!" Cheng Cezhi stared at the isolation glass in front of his eyes, with a worried expression on his face: "Are you feeling okay?"
Ye Jia still had that lazy expression, he raised his finger and pointed to the pile of presents and fruit baskets like a hill:
"Here, I bought it from the Ministry."
"Oh, it's costing you so much." Zhao Dong rubbed the back of his head and said angrily, "I've already told the minister, I really don't need these things... You should take them back later..."
"No." Cheng Cezhi shook his head stubbornly: "These are everyone's thoughts, but unfortunately I knew too late, otherwise I would definitely participate."
Zhao Dong sighed, and naturally changed the subject:
"How's the ministry?"
"Still very busy." Cheng Cezhi's face wrinkled: "Especially..."
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and abruptly interrupted the conversation between the two:
"So, what happened to you?"
There was a brief dead silence in the ward.
Zhao Dong looked at Ye Jia, smiled and shook his head: "It really is your style."
He didn't seem to intend to hide anything, he just sighed, raised his hand and lifted the quilt covering his lower body.
Cheng Cezhi, who was the closest, widened his eyes suddenly:
"This this……"
Ye Jia slowly stepped forward.
Below the man's waist are two legs swollen like radishes. The skin is black and blue. The toes of the two feet are swollen and squeezed together, revealing a kind of purple red that is about to explode. Something was wriggling and undulating, like something was trying to break free and come out from under his skin.
That scene was chilling.
"When I first came, it was only the ankles."
Zhao Dong smiled wryly:
"It's estimated...in a few days, they will be able to hatch from my body."