Attack on the Yokai.

It's not like the ability is out of control.

Chen Pi is very sure that as long as the doom system gives a task, it means that the minimum direction must be correct, but he has no way to say it, because there is no evidence to prove his idea, and he must not be able to contribute to the doom system.

There is no way.

can only stubbornly follow a group of sand sculptures, squatting in the mysterious investigation bureau, and stupidly analyzing the case.

In fact, when Chen Pi had not yet received the task of the system, an old acquaintance of his came into contact with something even stranger.

The protagonist this time is Yang Changping.

Very spooky.

Fantastic.

After Yang Changping got rid of the 'prank army' led by Chen Pi in the Nanchuan Art Institute, he actually did not leave Nanchuan, but opened a food shop.

Parental investment.

He runs it himself.

After all, he has been the president of the student union for several years, and he still has some leadership skills, and when he enters the society, almost no one recognizes that he once made his elementary school girl bigger than his belly.

From a student to a smooth transition to a boss.

Yang Changping's life is quite comfortable.

Comfortable.

There is no wind or sun.

No rain, snow, wind and frost.

Moreover, from time to time, there can be some beautiful encounters, after all, he is a small boss, and he looks good.

The unbelievable event began with a beautiful encounter.

Almost perfect affair.

Results.

"Brother, do you believe that there are monsters in this world?" The beautiful girl, lying in Yang Changping's arms, bit his ear and asked.

"I believe you're my little goblin." Yang Changping's eyes were glowing with blood.

"Then you have to promise me one thing......

A moment ago.

A girl who clearly exists in real life.

After a moment.

disappeared directly, and I couldn't even see a figure.

Yang Changping only had a creepy warning and a task left in his mind.

"Grass."

"It's definitely a hallucination."

Yang Changping pulled the curtain open, and the gloomy light of noon hit the room.

It's snowing again.

It's snowing all the time.

"Somebody must be doing something."

"Could it be that little slut is looking for fault again?"

Yang Changping thought about it repeatedly.

The source of the problem could not be found.

"The turnover of your store at noon today is 871 yuan, there will be a girl who will confess to you in the afternoon, and there will be a heart-wrenching kiss, your cashier will fall and be hospitalized with a broken bone, and there will be friends in your store at night who will come to play werewolf killing, and you will get a witch card first."

"Remember, at midnight, you must take that witch card home and put it in the censer in your mother's bedroom, or you will be destroyed."

Sting.

Sting.

Buzz Buzz Buzz ......

The piercing busy sound, Yang Changping covered his ears and gasped for breath, and the beautiful encounter turned out to be a thriller in broad daylight.

Are you sick?

Slowed down for ten minutes.

Feeling much better, he walked out of the bedroom, this house was bought for him by Yang Changping's parents three years ago. Originally, it was for the marriage of a partner after graduation, but it happened to be very close to his small shop, so it was simply renovated in advance and opened.

Open the refrigerator.

Yang Changping found a can of Coke, drank it clean, and the stinging coldness quickly flowed through his body from the Adam's apple: "That person and that voice, are they haunted?" ”

"I can't believe it."

"Absolutely not."

"Whoever believes is a big fool."

Bite.

I received a WeChat message on my mobile phone: "Store manager, this is the turnover at noon, please check." ”

Flip through the bills.

871 yuan!

One dollar is not more, one dollar is not less.

All of a sudden.

Cold sweat soaked Yang Changping's back.

The woman's words were right.

Wrong!

Wrong!

Yang Changping took his mobile phone and dialed it directly: "Xiao Li, when was this turnover calculated, and who else has seen it?" ”

"Store manager, I just calculated it, but you and me, no one has seen it."

There are only four people in Yang Changping's shop plus him, and according to the time, it is indeed impossible to make mistakes.

You have to see for yourself.

Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep well.

After getting dressed, Yang Changping walked to his small shop.

Lunch time has passed, and there are no customers in the store, only the cashier Xiao Li and the chef Zhang are chatting.

"Huh? Manager, why are you here, is the turnover calculated wrong? When Xiao Li saw Yang Changping coming in, he quickly stood up, probably a little panicked, slipped under his feet, and fell directly.

Bang.

Squatting on the ground.

Quack.

A crisp cracking sound.

"What the hell are you...... Thrilled. Yang Changping stared at the cashier Xiao Li, and almost burst into foul language, but he was predicted again, this is what he saw with his own eyes, it is definitely not acting, it is a coincidence at first glance, and a cool breath in his back directly rushed to the back of his head.

Xiao Li, who was screaming in pain, was taken to the hospital.

Less than evening.

Xiao Li called: "Store manager, I may need to ask you for a leave, the doctor said that it was a fracture and needed to be hospitalized." ”

Hang up the phone.

Yang Changping recalled the strange voice, and there were two things that had not been fulfilled.

Time ticks by.

Soon the evening rush hour arrived.

Yang Changping's store is not very large, because it is close to the city center, but the flow of people is really not small, and there is an endless stream of diners, about eight o'clock.

A group of college students came to the store.

There were about eight or nine men and women.

Ordering food and beer in a noisy manner, the group of students chatted very loudly, laughing for a while, pouting and playing for a while, and finally playing a game.

Yang Changping didn't pay much attention to it, because he was in charge of the cashier work at the front desk.

Suddenly.

A delicate voice leaned in.

"Store Manager Yang, I like you."

“……？” Yang Changping raised his head and was stunned.

Followed by.

A girl slammed into his arms, picked up his face, and kissed him directly.

After a short silence.

The store exploded instantly, whistles, applause, screams......

"What do you mean? Truth or Dare? Yang Changping was kissed by a sweet little beauty, but he was thinking about other things in his heart, it was messy, and he didn't have the slightest sense of experience at all.

The brain is buzzing all the time.

"It was all fulfilled."

"One or two things can be considered a coincidence, but everything can't be a coincidence."

All night.

Yang Changping spent his time in a state of confusion.

Around eleven o'clock.

A few high school classmates came to the door: "Daping, werewolves will kill us if I play with you at night, let's go together." ”

Because Yang Changping was originally a native of Nanchuan, there were many local classmates, and he had no place to live in college, but it did not affect his friends at other stages.

Accounts settled.

Drop off the waiter and chef.

Yang Changping didn't even drop the roller shutter of the store, and more than a dozen people began to play werewolf killing, Yang Changping's mind didn't have this at all, and his eyes just stared at the deck of cards.

Will you draw a witch in the first game?

Will it be fulfilled?

Except for the judges.

A dozen people all formed a circle.

The lights are turned off in the shop.

It was snowing heavily outside the shop.

After the judge of the first game dealt the cards, he gently knocked on the dining table next to him with the wooden stick in his hand: "Please close your eyes when it is dark." ”

"Werewolves, please open your eyes, please confirm each other's identities, werewolves, please kill, werewolves, please close your eyes."

"Witch, please open your eyes, he died in the night, do you prescribe the antidote, do you prescribe it...... Witch classmates, witches have opened their eyes, hey, hey, who's a witch? ”

More than a dozen people, no one opened their eyes, and most of them were thinking in their hearts: "This judge, it's really a special operation, and he started doing things on the first night, and it's not the first time for everyone to play, is there still a rookie." ”

The judge shouted five or six times before Yang Changping's eyes slowly opened, ignoring the judge's protests, Yang Changping directly turned over the hole cards in his hand.

It's really a witch.

Witch on forest background.

So far, all the prophecies of that strange voice have been fulfilled.

Yang Changping stared at the witch card in his hand in a daze, his heart suddenly twitched, and it seemed that a voice had been constantly reminding him that he should listen to the other party's words, otherwise he would definitely regret it.

"Even if it's a prank, I don't have anything to lose."

"One is not to rob money, two is not to set fires, and three is not to kill."

"I'd rather believe it than believe it, don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case."

I made a decision in my heart.

Yang Changping didn't pay any attention to the judge's hint at all, grabbed the witch card in his hand, and ran out.

Only the judge's voice remained in the shop: "Witch, please give the judge a gesture!" Witch, please sit down! Witches, please calm down! Witches can't go! Witch please come back......"

"Yang Changping!"

"You're crazy!"

Yang Changping didn't go crazy, he ran crazy, rushed out of the store with one breath, took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time, 11:42, only 18 minutes left until 12 o'clock.

The night was deep.

The daytime snow had continued into the night, and even the whole city seemed to be covered in snow, and there was not a single pedestrian on the streets, except for the occasional few trucks. Running back to Yang Changping's fucking house from the store, in fact, it is not far, in the case of snow, it only takes about 20 minutes, and the route is very familiar, so Yang Changping ran extremely fast, almost the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

Wind and snow blew past my ears.

Beads of sweat on his forehead ran down his cheeks to his chest and seeped into his down jacket, making it sticky and uncomfortable.

The night overhead had long been obscured by the black oppressive clouds, and a large flock of black strange birds resembling crows swept through the air, leaving behind a foul cry. The barking of dogs sounded on the side of the road, at first only one or two intermittently, but soon they were connected, and the lights of the residents began to turn on one after another.

Yang Changping stumbled under his feet, as if he had stepped on something, and subconsciously shook his mobile phone, and a huge gray-haired mouse came out of the snow. Not far away, under the street lamp, there is a sewer drain, and giant rats are constantly coming out of it, in groups, densely packed.

A coal truck was originally moving fast, but at this time, I didn't know whether it pressed something or skidd, the body swayed left and right for a while, and then directly in front of Yang Changping's eyes, it rolled over and fell in the middle of the road.

The ground shook slightly.

Snow is flying.

Yang Changping saw the driver in the driver's seat slam his head on the steering wheel, and fainted directly, and the front windshield was shattered into slag.

The original normal world is like the end of the world, and it changes in minutes.

Yang Changping was shocked, tremblingly picked up his mobile phone, and directly dialed 120, which was busy, then 110, and finally 119, which was still busy.

There were only 5 minutes left until 12 o'clock, and the witch card in the palm of his hand suddenly began to become cold, and it became colder and colder, colder than ice.

"Uncle, I can call for you, you can't blame me if you can't get through, I also have an urgent matter." Yang Changping bowed to the driver's seat of the truck.

And then.

Turn around and continue to run towards home.

He was glad that he wasn't too stubborn now, and fortunately he listened to the strange voice, the only thing he was puzzled about was, what happened tonight?

Doomsday?

Super earthquakes?

Aliens attacking the home planet?

It's not going to be a good thing after all.

If the voice didn't lie to itself, at least it could prove that he was a lucky person.

Moreover, vaguely, Yang Changping felt that the insult he received at the Nanchuan Art Institute was strange before and after. It's not normal logic that can be explained at all, isn't this world the world you understand, and the world you live in has another side?

A more fantastical side?

Did you catch the luckiest moment?

Yang Changping has seen a lot, and at this moment, he feels that he is going to become the protagonist.

A slap on his cheek, Yang Changping forced himself to concentrate, his feet increased again, and the witch card in his palm was already cold, and the person who was already cold shivered. I had to roll up the cuffs of my down jacket, wrap the cards tightly, and run like crazy.

When there was one minute left before 12 o'clock, Yang Changping finally saw the shadow of his home, a small four-story building facing the street. It looks at least twenty or thirty years old, and the exterior walls have been eroded to a dark green.

Tremblingly, he took out the key.

Unscrew the iron door.

Yang Changping almost rushed to the second floor, his parents lived in the bedroom on the left hand side of the second floor, and if I remember correctly, there was a Buddha statue under the south wall all year round. Yang Changping's mother believes in Buddhism, so this Buddha statue and the incense burner in front of the Buddha have never been moved, and a stick of incense will be lit on the fifteenth day of the new year.

"Ah Ping, is that you?"

"Why are you coming home so late?"

Yang Changping gritted his back molars, burst out with all his strength, and finally moved to the side of the incense burner, he didn't know if it was past 12 o'clock, because he didn't look at the time at all.

Almost as soon as the clock crossed 12 o'clock, Yang Changping threw the witch card into the incense burner.

The snowy night outside the window suddenly began to change violently, the clouds exploded, and the seven brightest stars joined in a long straight line in the blink of an eye, and the stars were like snow. Stratus clouds with purple fireflies swept the night sky like a cloud, like an ancient beast, opening its bloody mouth, full of fangs, tearing and devouring the star snow.

There was a dull loud bang.

Thirteen piercing wails.

At this time.

Chen Pi just came out of the Secret Investigation Bureau.

Looking at the changing night sky, he gasped: "Huangquan Hell has opened a crack, and Rakshasa has opened a back door in Luan City, whose turn is it this time?" ”

"Is it the Demon Realm?"