Walking on the road, Chen Heng kept scratching his forearm.

"Why is this arm so itchy?"

Chen Heng didn't notice that a faint tattoo slowly appeared on his forearm.

The tattoo is very vague, and only the basic outline can be seen as an animal.

It didn't take long for Chen Heng to return home and sink into the sofa with a tired face.

"Yo, my eldest son is back!" A woman in an apron walked out of the kitchen, it was Chen Heng's mother.

"How's your work going, is it going well?" Mother Chen sat beside Chen Heng and asked with a concerned face.

"Don't mention it......" Chen Heng sighed, he just wanted to tell his peculiar experience today, but after thinking about it, his mother would definitely not believe it.

Forget it, I still won't tell them.

"What's wrong, I was scolded by the customer?" Chen's mother looked at her eldest son happily, "Or did your stationmaster bully you?" ”

"None of them." Chen Heng shook his head, "It's good that the stationmaster is a little not serious, and the guests are also very kind." ”

"Then what are you sighing about?" Chen's mother is getting more and more strange, her son has always been an optimist, why is he still sighing today.

"I don't know, I'm just a little depressed." Chen Heng scratched his forearm again.

Hey, it's getting more and more itchy.

Mother Chen's eyes fell on Chen Heng's arm, and in the next second, Mother Chen's face turned like the bottom of a pot.

"What's the matter, Mom, why is your face so ugly?" This time it was Chen Heng's turn to feel strange, why did his mother, who had always been happy, suddenly have a black face.

"You tell Mom the truth." Mother Chen sat up straight and looked at Chen Heng seriously.

"No, Mom." Chen Heng was also taken aback by his mother's serious appearance, "Why is it so serious all of a sudden?" ”

"What's the deal with the tattoo on your arm?" Chen Heng's mother pointed to the tattoo on Chen Heng's arm that had become extremely clear and asked.

Chen Heng looked at his forearm suspiciously, and a lifelike wind beast tattoo appeared on Chen Heng's forearm so quietly.

"I don't know!" Chen Heng was also very confused at this time, why did he have an extra tattoo when he went out to deliver takeaways.

"Chen Heng, I'll tell you!" Mother Chen was like an angry lion at this time, "You hurry up and wash the tattoo for me, otherwise you will eat sauce elbow tonight!" ”

"Sauce elbow?" Chen Heng was stunned for a moment, "When did you buy it?" ”

"Chop your arm off to make a sauce elbow!" Mother Chen stared at Chen Heng fiercely and said.

A cool breath rushed straight to Chen Heng's Tianling Gai, and Chen Heng could see that his mother was definitely serious.

"I really don't know what's going on, I really just went to deliver a takeout today!" Chen Heng hurriedly stood up and hurriedly explained.

"Deliver food and get a tattoo!?" Chen's mother was even more angry, grabbed Chen Heng's arm and rubbed it hard.

"It hurts, Mom!" Chen Heng shook his arm vigorously, he felt that the skin on his arm was about to be rubbed off.

"I can't rub ......it off," Chen's mother became more and more angry the more she rubbed it, "You also said that you were going to deliver takeaways!" It's not what a tattoo is! ”

Chen Heng was even more stunned at this time, and looked at the tattoo on his arm blankly.

That's not right!

Chen Heng only saw at this time that the more this tattoo looked, the more it looked like the wind beast on that piece of paper!

"Mom, don't rub it yet!" Chen Hengyi retracted his arm with all his might, "I seem to know what's going on!" ”

"You wait, I'll go to the takeaway station!"

After speaking, Chen Heng rushed out of the house directly despite his mother's surprised gaze.

After a while, Chen Heng, who was out of breath, walked in with his hands on the door of the takeaway station.

"Stationmaster!" Chen Heng shouted by pulling his neck.

"What's wrong!" The haggard stationmaster walked out, looking at Chen Heng with a somewhat dull gaze.

"Look on my arm!" As he spoke, Chen Heng stretched out his arm.

The moment he saw the tattoo of the Wind Beast on Chen Heng's arm, the stationmaster's eyes lit up like a pair of big light bulbs.

"This, isn't this my wind beast!"

"yes!" Chen Heng was also very excited, "Then do you have a way to get it down." ”

"Huh?" The stationmaster looked at Chen Heng suspiciously, "Then again, why is the Wind Beast Soul on your arm?" ”

"How do I know!" Chen Heng had a dark face, "Hurry up and find a way to get it down, otherwise my arm will be lost!" ”

The stationmaster looked at the tattoo on Chen Heng's arm with some embarrassment, but nodded as if he had made some major decision the next moment.

"Is there a way?" Chen Heng asked as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"No way." The stationmaster shook his head naturally.

"Then what are you nodding your head at?" Chen Heng hugged his head and squatted down with a gloomy face, "It's over, I'm definitely going to eat sauce elbow tonight." ”

"But don't worry, I have a way to hide it." The stationmaster's words illuminated Chen Heng like a ray of dawn in the darkness.

"Really?" Chen Heng stood up with excitement on his face and held the stationmaster's hands tightly.

"You let me go first, I'm not interested in fencing." The stationmaster shook off Chen Heng's hand with a disgusted face.

"If I think about it, I can probably figure out why the Wind Beast Soul is attached to you."

"Because this book of mountains and seas will automatically choose his master." The stationmaster looked at Chen Heng with a serious face.

"Isn't that Alien Beast Book yours?" Chen Heng scratched his head and looked at the stationmaster with some doubts.

"I'm just keeping it temporarily." The stationmaster shook his head, "His previous master has long been cold, so I'll keep this strange beast record for a thought." ”

"Since he has elected this master of his, then I will not force it to stay."

"Come with me." The stationmaster waved his hand and motioned for Chen Heng to follow.

Chen Heng followed the footsteps of the stationmaster and walked into the innermost room of the takeaway station.

The room was pitch black, and not even the light from the outside could illuminate the pitch black room.

The stationmaster snapped his fingers lightly, and the room lit up automatically.

What caught Chen Heng's eyes was a quaint gate, plus a mess of miscellaneous items.

The stationmaster did not speak, but silently pushed open the door.

Behind the door was not something like a palace as Chen Heng imagined, but a dark blue vortex.

"I'll look at ......" the stationmaster bent over to the side of the gate, as if looking for something.

"I remember that World 435 was in ......," the stationmaster muttered as he pressed something in the air.

"Ah, I found it." The stationmaster nodded in satisfaction, and the original dark blue vortex turned into pure black.

Before Chen Heng could react, the stationmaster dragged Chen Heng into the dark whirlpool.