Chapter 157: Demon Spirit

What happened later is also known

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will feel more embarrassed to live in someone else's house for so many days, and suddenly want to go up and kill the door by yourself.

This demon spirit scroll is clearly in the Celestial Empire style.

A small hut stands in the middle of the endless wilderness, and a trace of smoke rises from the chimney.

It looks like the beginning of a beautiful fairy tale.

Of course, if there were no sudden flashes of a girl with pale skin, black hair covering her face, and still covered in blood on the scroll.

It feels like when I'm mending up my sister, Xiao Bury suddenly turns into the painting style of the Big Dipper God Fist and points at you and says, "You're dead".

Lin Huang frowned, although the sudden change in painting style was a bit exaggerated, but if there was no sound, it was really difficult to scare people by suddenly attacking the thing.

The girl in the painting opened her mouth and seemed to say something, which made Lin Huang want to cancel the mute mode, but he wouldn't.

So two slender bloody hands stretched out from the picture scroll and pulled Lin Huang in.

After a feeling of dizziness, Lin Huang raised his head and found that he was already in front of the small hut in the scroll.

Not far ahead, the girl was standing quietly.

She has black hair like a waterfall, and she is dressed in plain white, which is completely different from the bloody clothes that just appeared on the portrait, and if she has to say, she is Sadako who has not yet started killing.

The picture scroll is the abode of the demon spirit, then this woman

No, no, no, that's not right.

And there are too many slots, I don't know which one to say first.

Lin Huang had only heard of the demon spirit, and it was impossible to apply the description of its behavior to a woman.

After all, there is no such skinny woman in the world, including the other world.

"Uh, hello?" Lin Huang greeted her, but the other party was completely unmoved, "Are you a demon spirit?" ”

The girl nodded, opened the door of the hut and walked in.

The door of the hut was open, but the interior was pitch black, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking the sunlight.

Lin Huang thought about it and walked in.

As soon as he walked over, there was another familiar burst of dizziness, Lin Huang found himself in a dark, and just about to speak, the scene suddenly changed.

He was in an open field, in the sky

It looks like a small village, though

The twilight was dyed red by the skyrocketing firelight, and the screams of men, women, and children were heard from everywhere.

After a while, many blood-stained knights came out from everywhere and surrounded the open space in the center of the village, and Lin Huang instantly condensed crystals composed of pure mist in his hands, ready to blow up, only to find that these knights didn't even look at him.

They were talking in English, and a few knights were running out from time to time dragging corpses and throwing them around.

The last fire burned down the hill-like pile of corpses.

"Hehe, it doesn't make sense." Lin Huang said a word without a head or tail.

"These people are hateful, aren't they?" The demon spirit suddenly appeared on the right side of the forest wilderness.

"However, the Alamites are on the verge of extinction."

The demon ruffled the long hair that covered its face, "Aren't you curious about what's going on here?" ”

"I'm afraid I won't be able to make up so many Ailans this year."

"A hundred years ago, the Alams were not too few."

"So, why did you show me a picture from a hundred years ago?" Lin Huang looked at the knights who were unscrupulously toasting and celebrating.

"Until now, I don't even know what the group was that person who attacked the village that day." The wraith looked at a small bush not far away.

Lin Huang followed her line of sight, and a little girl who looked to be five or six years old was huddled in the grass and shivering.

A rare black hair, Lin Huang had only seen Nastya except himself.

"You're a human-turned goblin?" Lin Huang looked at her.

The wraith's endless pranks, while not usually deadly, are creatures made of pure resentment.

The people who leave the most resentment in the world are humans and their various subspecies, so most of the demon spirits are in human form.

But there seems to be something special about this demon girl in front of her.

Anyway, Lin Huang hadn't heard of a human being turning into a demon after death.

As for taking advantage of hair color coincidence to lie

The picture scroll says that it sounds like a residence, according to normal terms, it is a master ball, thrown out to lock the wild demon spirit inside, if she dares to make any abnormal moves, a fire thing, so she is unlikely to lie.

As soon as the scene in front of them turned, the knights had already finished celebrating and got up to leave, but the little girl in the grass never moved again.

It's a snowy day, and it's frozen directly, and there must be no such thing as running out and being killed by a bow and arrow.

"What are you trying to express?" Lin Huang didn't think the reason she showed this to herself was because she wanted to show her tragic past.

The demon spirit's face covered by long hair smiled bitterly, "The scroll has changed hands, Jean has not helped me, I can only ask you, as the new master, to help." ”

Lin Huang nodded: "Yes, but not now." ”

The demon spirit sighed secretly, and then sent Lin Huang out.

Lin Huang rolled up the scroll and found that the mascot of the Lin Club, the proprietress and two employees had entered his room at some point, staring at him.

"What?"

Nastya, who was planned to be the mascot, said with a little dissatisfaction: "You explain it yourself. ”

Qianxu turned her gaze of hope from Nastya to Lin Huang, "What happened to you just now?" ”

"Oh," Lin Huang explained, and was dragged away by the demon spirit.

"Okay, so what are you going to do next?"

"Go to Alice's house for dinner."

Forgiveness is forgiven, but it is impossible to continue to stay and help.

Lin Huang had already given the sirens a thank you gift before returning to the room, and this was a good way to say goodbye, as for Alto Frey, as long as he didn't jump to Vitra, he didn't care about it at all.