It's hard to say at the time, whether a corpse that looks like it's covered in black hair is more terrifying, or a bunch of rats that are more creepy.

Can you imagine a rat talking to a human?

The speech is clear and the demeanor is focused, as if the world in the cartoon has suddenly come to life.

But how can reality be as rosy as in a cartoon?

Just a few seconds later, with a soft click on the floor, I realized that the two hands of the corpse crushed under the body of these human-speaking rats actually moved slowly to the sound of their chanting.

Subtle and aimless at first, within a moment the index finger unfolded from the curl to the circle of fragments of tiles in front of me, then bent a little, then straightened a little...... This repetition, although extremely slow, finally succeeded in driving the whole body forward an inch, and drew a shallow gap at the edge of the circle.

Almost at the same time, Ben's motionless mouse on this arm leaped to its feet, scrambled to the back of its hand, and then raised its head and screamed at me.

The screams almost drowned out the words coming out of my head, so I didn't hear what the parasite in my eyes said to me, only a distinct sense that when he had finished speaking, he took control of my body again, and then took me backwards, lifted a tile from the ground again, smashed it in my hand with two clicks, and slashed it into the palm of my hand with a sharp point, and threw the blood gushing out of my palm at the moment when one of the rats jumped up and tried to pounce on me.

Strange to say, just two or three drops of blood, as soon as it touched the body of the mouse, it immediately twitched as if it had been burned by something, and then fell straight down from mid-air in a very peculiar posture.

When I landed, it was gone, and it seemed that when I blinked, it suddenly disappeared out of thin air, only to see a purple bell jumping on the ground, with a tinkling sound, which stood out in the silence of the surrounding space.

It was a terrible silence, because the rats, who had been sparkling and ready to attack, had fallen dormant again after witnessing this change, no longer chanting sutras or screaming, but only puffing out a pair of round and sparkling eyes, looking at me motionlessly.

But it would be a mistake to think that they will stop there.

After only a few seconds, they suddenly turned around in unison, swarming towards the upper body of the corpse at lightning speed.

When the corpse's face was almost completely discernible at all, the first particularly fat mouse shrank its body and burrowed into the corpse's gaping mouth like a ball.

This move is undoubtedly like a clarion call. In an instant, the rest of the rats followed closely behind and burrowed into the mouth, scrambling down the throat, causing the corpse's belly to swell like a blow in a few moments.

This situation made me feel furious on the back of my vest.

I subconsciously wanted to close my eyes, but suddenly I felt a burning pain in my right eye, and half of my brain almost felt like it was going to explode. I wanted to raise my hand to rub it, but I realized that the condition of my hand seemed to be even worse.

The parasite in the right eye not only manipulated me to cut my own palm, but at this moment, when I was defenseless, manipulated me to pick up the pieces of tiles on the ground with my bloody palm, and while holding it in the palm of my hand and slowly kneading it, I scattered the crumbs along the circle in front of me.

Soon the white circle turned dark red.

Seeing this, the rats that had not yet burrowed into the belly of the corpse fell silent again, their eyes sparkling, and they glanced at the circle of blood in front of me with some scruples. It seems that the parasite has done something that can restrain the rats in this way that is quite "special" to me, but even if it works, if it continues, I will die of blood loss even if I don't get killed by these rats?

As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, I heard the parasite sigh lightly and pause the movement of my hand: 'Tsk, human human being, the body is always too fragile to speak. It's a little overwhelming, isn't it?'

After asking, without waiting for me to answer, he pointed at the corpse with my hand, and motioned me to look in that direction: 'But there is no way, bear with it, give me a good look at the ......' Before the words fell, I saw the corpse on the ground suddenly move like an electric shock, followed by tilting its head to the side, and a thick black gas spewed out from its mouth.

The black smell was incredible, but I didn't have time to bother with it, because a moment later I saw it staggering to its feet.

It's not so much about sitting, it's about being propped up by that constantly swollen belly, so I can't control my balance, and I shake it like a drunk. Even so, after a few crooked movements, my arm flicked in my direction, causing my whole body to fall in this direction.

"It's really persistent......" Seeing that the blood circle was about to be pressed in front of me, the parasite sighed again, and then controlled me to continue to drip the blood in the palm of his hand onto the circle in front of me, and smeared a few illegible words on the edge with great speed: "It seems that if they don't get your soul, they will never give up, so I don't even plan to give this little face today, I have known you for so long, don't you have to tear your face?"

With that, I snapped my fingers open.

What is unbelievable is that a large handful of tiles in the palm of the palm were originally bloody, but at some point they turned into a bead the size of a dragon's eye. Bright red and round, it dripping and turning in the palm of my hand, as if it were alive.

At the moment when the corpse was about to fall to the ground, it bounced up and roared straight towards its head!

It's as fast as a bullet.

Unexpectedly, when it was less than half an inch away from the skull, a hand suddenly stretched out and clasped it firmly into the palm of the palm at a faster speed than it.

At the same time, there was a commotion in the room, and the rats that had been quietly crawling on the corpses suddenly stood on end with black hairs and screamed in unison as if they were facing a great enemy:

"The Dead Boy is here! The Dead Boy is here! The Dead Boy is here!!"

If I heard it wrong, the cries that came out of their bewildered mouths were indeed these words.

Immortal Child......

It's so strange, why do they suddenly call Hades?

And the Underworld they refer to, the Underworld Boy I know, will it happen to be the same person?

At the thought of this, my heart couldn't help but beat rapidly, but I couldn't poke my head out to confirm it, so I could only stare motionlessly at the hand that suddenly stretched out and held the red bead, trying to identify something from it.

From its vantage point, the owner of this hand should be on the table above my head at this point.

But I couldn't hear any footsteps on the table, and I couldn't feel the pressure of the weight of the person on the table.

Just as I was a little agitated because of this, the hand flicked in my direction, and abruptly threw the red bead back.

Falling to the ground was still a pile of broken tiles.

And the hand was gone.

At this moment, after a chaotic commotion, the rats dispersed. The rats that had been burrowing into the stomach of the corpse also rushed out, one after another, almost crawling out of its mouth, fleeing in all directions in a hurry, turning their heads from time to time to stare at the top of my head, afraid of something but looking in that direction uncontrollably.

In a few moments, the hundreds of rats were gone.

Only the corpse, whose stomach was rapidly deflated, sat in a precarious position for a moment, and then collapsed to the ground, his arm waving, and the circle red with my blood was instantly blurred.

"It's a pity ......," I heard the parasite sigh softly.

Very seriously lamenting something.

Is it a pity that the rats escaped, or was Hongzhu abruptly stopped and therefore failed to play its role?

Just as I was thinking so much, suddenly there was a crackling sound at the door, and I don't know who had something in his hand falling to the ground.

Then the man shouted in horror: "Come on, Lao Liu has an accident!! Lao Liu has an accident!!".