"Just yesterday, this was my house. The boy spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, without the slightest hint of panic or uneasiness from the pressure of his appearance and height.

"And right now, I don't mind sharing with people, but that doesn't mean I have to leave. ”

The smooth knife reached into the jam jar, scooped out some jam and spread it on the bread slices, and put it in the mouth, staining the color of the jam on the lips again.

Bright red and bright red, like blood that has never dried up.

The man had a gut feeling of danger, and he didn't understand where it came from, but the boy did make him think of something bad, just... Because of certain "rules", he needs a house to rest for a while.

"Welcome, new tenant. The boy finally finished his bread, put down his knife, and smiled at him, and his white face and brown eyes eased as the smile softened, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

The man pursed his lips and didn't argue about the ownership of the house, but he couldn't help but say, "Listen, little ghost, your parents were killed by those old men yesterday, you see, no one will shelter you anymore." My presence is good for you, and if you don't leave this house casually, nothing will happen to the children on the street without adult care. - So, don't let me find anything disgusting in my bed, and don't let me know that you're wasting my food, and I'm not going to keep you for nothing. ”

"Thank you for the reminder, I'll take note. The boy nodded at him, without any disgust.

The man wanted to say something, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything, this boy is the same as he was back then, but... This is not a reason for me to be good to him! This little mouse, if he finds anything bad, he will definitely kill him before those old men pinch him to death.

"I'll live on the first floor, I see, you live on the second floor, I won't go up. As he spoke, the boy opened a bookcase next to the fireplace, and behind it was a small secret room, really small, just big enough to lie down.

It is this kind of small secret room that can ensure safety, after all, those old men are not stupid, in order to get enough people, if the secret room is easy to find, they will not mind catching some surprises from the hole.

The man who was about to go up the stairs glanced at the secret room that could be regarded as almost tailor-made for boys, and knew the mind of this adult, just like his parents, they only thought of children, and were not prepared to hide more.

The abnormal number of hidden people will obviously also cause the anger of the old man, and at that time, no one will be able to escape.

Sacrifice some people, save some people, except for parents, probably no one is willing to sacrifice like this.

Yes, in addition to parents, but parents also have something that has not been thought out clearly, and that is the ability of a child to bear.

The boy died of heart palpitations.

Obviously, yesterday's stimulus was too great for him, he was only five years old, just like the boy on the street who wanted to pick flowers, he only knew the shadow of the blood moon, and didn't know anything else, how could he face the arrest and tragic death of his parents?

Limited to technical factors, this secretly built secret room does not have the function of sound insulation, and he was afraid that he heard those voices yesterday and tried to endure his fear, and he lost his last consciousness after enduring it.

Death is sometimes such a simple thing.

This is probably something that his parents did not expect, and the hope they left behind did not grow up in the end.

Hua Yan thought like this while digging into the wall with a dinner knife, he needed a more secret entrance and exit, for his own safety.

After all, in everyone's cognition, the family is dead, and if he appears again, who knows what bad effects will be.

Digging out two bricks, Hua Yan stopped, a child's physical strength is too wasted, far less than the shell of the demon clan, even if it is a useless flower demon, but... Only through the method of systematically recovering the shell can he please be beaten passively.

Fortunately, there is such a lifeless and suitable body in the vicinity, and his system is very skilled in the operation of transferring souls.

After knowing that he had a shell that could be exchanged for more energy, the system was more than happy to help him with the soul transfer.

Different from previous crossings, this shell is only the shortest distance and easiest to attach to, and it is not the one that is most compatible with his soul, so it is a little uncomfortable to use. This could have been tempered by cultivating spiritual power, but because the Book of Creation restricted his cultivation of spiritual power, he could only think of other ways.

There is no aura, and this path has been cut off.

Spiritual power, which is the Book of Creation, naturally cannot cause a chain reaction.

So, what else?

For the world where there are angels and demons, internal power is not of much use, and at such a level, only unscientific power is enough to match, and the most unscientific power he will know is spiritual power, thinking about it, Hua Yan thought of cultivating demons.

If spiritual power cultivation will inevitably become an immortal in the end, then demon is another kind of power in opposition to it.

He had been, and had been, the Demon Realm, and had been a monster.

It's just that the way that monsters grow, I don't know if it can be allowed by the laws of this world?

Just thinking about it, he patted his head, he was really confused, this world, at the beginning, was created by himself, how did he forget, how those angels were deprived of the power of flesh and blood, wasn't it through food?

- Power exists in flesh and blood, and can be passed on through bloodline inheritance, as well as through the consumption of flesh and blood.

If you don't have enough bloodline with history, then you have to find enough energy meat, and you can gain strength by eating it, and then grow.

When he grows to a certain extent, he can not be afraid of the "return" of the Book of Genesis, and at that time, may... Who knows what will happen to them then?

Is it right or wrong to lower the bottom line in order to survive?

When he existed as a monster in the demon world, he did it as a survival instinct, and he was forced to do it, but now, when he became a human again, he had to do something that was not in line with morality, right or wrong?

He had always thought that beings with intelligence could not be brought to the table, and demons, if they had intelligence, then... I'm afraid it's still a human disaster.

After all, humans and demons are racist opposites.

"What did you say?"

At dinner, the man who had to come down, facing the food that had already been placed on the table, was a little surprised, stunned for a moment, and quickly understood in his eyes, this little ghost is smart and knows how to please himself, but the next moment, he knows that he is wrong.

"Did I hear me right, are you joking with me when you say hunting demons?" The man's widened eyes quickly regained and he said indifferently, "Whimsical little ghost, what you want to do is just go yourself, don't expect me to be able to stand in front of you, die for your unrealistic, who knows where there are demons, I have never seen them." ”

What the man said was not a lie, the reason why the demon became the object of worship in the White Capital was really because of the power it represented, and of course, there was also a reason why its existence did not threaten the survival of these noble lords.

For many years, demons have existed in the fantasy descriptions of human beings, except for those noble lords who are convincing and wholeheartedly, no one will take the initiative to die, and naturally no one wants to find demons.

"I've heard that if there are enough offerings, demons will appear, so we don't have to wander outside, we just need to kill the demons that have been attracted by the offerings..."Hua Yan said this, interrupted by the man's sudden uprightness.

"Listen, little ghost, I don't care if you're whimsical or whatever, but you don't want me to be with you! The man said that he wanted to get up, but when he saw the bread on the table, he took the basket of bread in his arms angrily and went upstairs.

"If you can use the flesh and blood of a demon to gain a power comparable to that of a demon, wouldn't you want to?"

The man's footsteps paused with this sentence, and he could not take a step for a long time, and stared back at him with a gloomy face, as if he were the abominable demon.

"You're a child, and I'm an adult, and adults won't believe a child's nonsense!" the man's tone was firm, but he didn't take the next step.

"What I said is true, don't you want to?" Hua Yan's voice was a little lower than just now, but it was full of temptation.

The man's expression was even more ugly, and he said, "Hmph, who would believe a child's nonsense, I won't be new, you go find someone else." ”

"On the night of the next blood moon, I will go hunt demons, and you, you can wait by the side, the flesh eaten while it is hot will increase its strength, you can try it first, verify the truth of this statement, and then participate in my plan, I hope I can hear a different answer." ”

Hua Yan was not disappointed by his refusal, a child's appearance really can't complain that others don't give him enough trust, not to mention that this kind of thing he said has never happened before, who would believe it?

However, as long as the heart is excited, it is enough.

"Ha, am I mistaken about you? Aren't you a child? Let me remind you that your parents died on the night of the blood moon yesterday, and you even said that you could hunt demons on the night of the next blood moon before a madman would believe you. ”

The man's expression was sarcastic—even though he had a big beard to cover it, but he couldn't filter the sneer in his tone—as if he were to say, "If you are so capable, why didn't you kill the demon yesterday and save your parents?"

"They are the parents of this body, not mine, don't you see?" The knife slashed on the plate, and the sound of cutting down was piercing and sharp, like a muffled thunder in the man's ears, blowing him up into the dark, and he didn't react for a long time.

"Who are you, what are you?"

"I'm human now, as you can see. Hua Yan raised his head and showed a faint smile at the man, under the candlelight, the smile had a halo of light, beautifying everything.

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I wonder why "Creation" is not "mouthed".

Does anyone still resent the system for recycling shells?

The body is like clothes, and if you don't use it, you can sell it! Dry storage is called a waste of resources, and it is not easy to organize the wardrobe. If the protagonist has a wardrobe.

Good night!

My book is so strange that I didn't fix it, but it's actually good, because I know that I swore in my heart yesterday that if it is bad today, I will fix it tomorrow?

Haha, it must not be so smart.

I must tell you that after I filled up the shopping cart, I carefully deleted half of it, which took a total of two days, and then swore that I bought it at zero o'clock today, I suddenly wanted to go to bed early, what the hell is the shopping cart, let's talk about it tomorrow, if you don't buy it, you won't buy it, anyway, it's dispensable, it's not my quilt, you don't have to see it every day!

So, really good night, I'm going to shut down and go to bed.

Happy Holidays to all!