After teaching Liu Yuefei a hard lesson, Nie Leng strode towards Li Xiangyun.

Around here, there were many students watching, and when they saw Nie Leng coming, they all retreated, unwilling to get involved here.

"Let's go!" Nie Leng walked to Li Xiangyun's side and said lightly.

"Yes! Xiaoyun, Sasha, I'll go first! Li Xiangyun said to the two female companions behind her, and then caught up with Nie Leng, "Wait for me, brother!" ”

"That Liu Yuefei is not a good thing. There are already two girls in No. 3 Middle School who have been made belly big by him, so don't have anything to do with this kind of scum in the future. ”

"I see, brother! I didn't pay attention to him at all, he came and pestered me himself! ”

"The study style of the third middle school is not good, there are more hooligans and rotten boys, you have to pay attention to safety, don't associate with those who are not careful, you know?"

"Got it!"

"If I hadn't come to pick you up, try to walk with my classmates, the security in this area is very bad now."

"Yes!"

In the midst of such ordinary chatting, walking on the streets dyed red by the sunset, the two turned into the house in the urban village where they lived.

The house rented by Nie Leng and Li Xiangyun in the urban village was built in the 90s, on the lowest floor, with a small yard inside, which was previously used to raise chickens.

Li Xiangyun entered the room, and soon the smell of stir-fried vegetables came out of the kitchen.

Nie Leng walked into the small courtyard and began to sort today's harvest.

The rest of the items were already in the category when Nie Leng received them, and the only thing he had to sort carefully was the piles of old books.

Nie Leng's family is very poor and cannot afford to buy too expensive books, but they can often receive some books that others sell as waste paper, including comics, financial magazines, novels, and textbooks. For Nie Leng, these books are very precious spiritual food.

"Financial Times, Time Magazine, Legal Newspaper. Hey, what kind of book is this? Western alchemy? Just as Nie Leng was sorting through various books and newspapers, among the pile of books, a book that was pitch black and mysterious, with extremely strange runes written and drawing an incomparable magic array appeared in front of his eyes.

As if attracted by a mysterious force, Nie Leng picked up the book that gave people an infinite sense of mystery.

"This book is called the Book of Demons, and only those with a lack of personality can open it!" When Nie Leng came into contact with that strange book, he could clearly read the meaning of the strange words on the cover of the book.

"Only the degraded, what is that?" Nie Leng frowned, stretched out his hand and opened the cover of such a strange book, only to see that where he came into view, there was a series of words that did not exist in any country in this world.

"You open this book, and you are a candidate to carry on the power of this book. Do you want to gain power? As long as you make a demonic pact with me, then you will be able to obtain the power of this demonic book. ”

"The contents of the contract: Once you have signed a demonic contract with this book, your soul becomes collateral. In exchange, the book contains the power and knowledge that surpasses all living beings and is at your disposal. The book makes a contract with you until the moment of your death. When you die, your soul will be devoured by this book, and you will be reincarnated in the Demon Realm, becoming a demon bound by this book. ”

"Once you've made a demonic contract, the only way to set your soul free is to become the Demon King who overrides the demons of the Demon Realm! In addition to this, any attempt to break the contract will cause your soul to shatter and dissipate into the world. ”

"As the first candidate for this book, you have ten days to choose whether or not to enter into a contract with this book. No matter where you are, as long as you meditate and think clearly—in the name of Nie Leng, I will use my soul as collateral to make a soul contract with you, so that the power of demons can manifest in this world. Then the contract between us will be established. Please pay attention! You can't use this book without making a contract! ”

"Soul? Who would make that pact with you! After Nie Leng carefully read the contract, he reached out and landed on the demon book, trying to turn the next page.

"Got it?" It's just that the next page seems to be stuck with super glue, and Nie Leng can't open it smoothly.

"Brother! Time to eat! At this time, in that room, Li Xiangyun's crisp and sweet voice came.

"Got it!" Nie Leng replied and wanted to throw away the demon book, but after thinking for a while, he still took the book in his hand and walked into the room.

The space in the room is not large, only about twenty or thirty square meters, except for the electric lights for lighting, there are few electrical appliances, although the whole room is very old, even the wires are aging in many places, but they are clean and tidy.

In the center of the room, there is a table, on which is a plate of red and spicy back pot meat, a plate of scrambled eggs with green onions, and a plate of fried sweet potato vines.

Li Xiangyun sat on the other side of the table, watched Nie Leng sit down directly, and complained, "Brother! Go wash your hands! Wash your hands before eating! ”

"Yes!" Nie Leng put the Demon Book by his side, went to wash his hands, and then returned to the dining table.

The spicy back pot meat sauce is fragrant and spicy, and the back pot meat is also thinly cut, the taste is very full, very delicious, Nie Leng took a big gulp, and ate three bowls of rice in a row.

"Brother! Eat slowly, and no one will rob you! Li Xiangyun looked at Nie Leng, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a trace of satisfaction surged on her little face.

After eating, Li Xiangyun cleaned up and went to the sink to wash the dishes.

Nie Leng picked up an old newspaper and read it quietly, this was the only way for him to absorb knowledge.

"Brother! We had to pay 50 yuan for materials in our class. After washing the dishes, Li Xiangyun hesitated for a while and walked to Nie Leng's side and said.

"Yes! This is 100 yuan, and after paying the material fee, you can use it to buy some things you like. Nie Leng took out a wallet from his arms, and from a large pile of gross bills, he took out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to Li Xiangyun.

Looking at a large pile of dirty gross bills in Nie Leng's worn-out wallet, Li Xiangyun's heart trembled, and he took the hundred-yuan bill.

After putting a white cloth on the dining table, Li Xiangyun sat down beside Nie Leng, quietly writing homework and reviewing homework.

"Brother, I want to go to work in the summer!" After writing homework, reviewing, and previewing, Li Xiangyun said suddenly.

"Don't go! Now this society is very chaotic, and law and order is not good. You're only thirteen years old, what kind of work can you do? Hearing this, Nie Leng faced a sinking face, put down the newspapers and magazines in his hand, looked at Li Xiangyun and said.

"Last Sunday, when Sasha and I were shopping, a talent scout said that I had a good temperament and wanted to sign me and train me to be a star. When I become a star, we will have money! You don't have to work so hard anymore. Li Xiangyun's eyes flashed with longing, and then he glanced at Nie Leng and said.

"No! If you want to be a star, don't recognize me as a brother! Nie Leng grimaced and slapped the table hard!

Seeing Nie Leng so angry, Li Xiangyun was also frightened.

"Now the entertainment industry of the Celestial Empire is so complicated and full of a rancid smell. If you go in with a girl like you without any background, you will only be swallowed up by that rancid turbidity, and there will be no scum left! Listen, Xiangyun, you must seriously finish high school and college, and take a path full of integrity and light. You just need to study in peace, and as for the money problem, I will find a way to solve it, you know? Nie Leng said to Li Xiangyun with a serious face.

"Got it!" Li Xiangyun saw Nie Leng treat her so harshly for the first time, although she was a little unconvinced, she didn't want to continue to anger Nie Leng, the brother who loved her.

"Anyone?" At that moment, there was a rough knock outside the door.

Nie Leng's first reaction was to take the horn knife he had bought from the stall next to him, then went to put a lime bag full of lime into his pocket, and finally took the kitchen knife in his hand.

The security in this urban village is very bad, dragons and snakes are mixed, and there was a burglary case not long ago, which makes people very insecure, and listening to that person's voice is not like Nie Leng and the people they know.

"Brother!" Li Xiangyun walked to Nie Leng's side with some fear.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Nie Leng comforted.

After a while, but there was no response, the sound stopped, and a black figure turned over and jumped over the wall with great agility, jumped into the small courtyard, and very skillfully unlocked the gate of the courtyard.

A man in a suit and tie walked in through the courtyard gate.

"We are the people of Shengshi Prosperous Financial Investment Company. You are the sons and daughters of Nie Fei and Wang Lijia! We have something to discuss with you. Open the door now, or don't blame us for being rude! A burly man with a long scar on his face, a bare head, and a hint of anger on his face, stepped forward and said.

Another man stood beside the burly man with a lock-picking tool in his hand.

Through the window, Nie Leng looked out and took in the scene, although he still had several layers of locks in his room, the dilapidated wooden door definitely couldn't resist the two uninvited guests who came prepared.

After hesitating for a while, Nie Leng opened the door.

Two middle-aged men in suits walked into the house.

"I am the project manager of Shengshi Fanhua Financial Investment Company, named Kong San. Your father, Nie Fei, borrowed 30,000 yuan from our company a year ago, and we came today to ask for the account. Here's the IOU and the amount you have to pay! Put what you have in your hands, or we're going to be unkind. The bald man with a long scar on his face took out an IOU and handed it to Nie Leng, glanced at the kitchen knife in Nie Leng's hand, and said lightly.