A good day starts with a grumpy knock on the door.

Cheng Hai rolled over, his body a little heavy.

Although he was not attacked by hallucinations last night, less than five hours of sleep did not replenish his spirit.

"It's coming!"

When I opened the door, there was a strange man standing in front of me.

The man wears sunglasses, dresses chicly, and the rich cologne smells of scum, just like when he is dating a woman.

"I didn't call the special services." Cheng Hai explained.

The man in sunglasses stiffened, took two seconds to re-bench, and said coldly: "Cheng Hai, right?" ”

"Yes."

Cheng Hai understood, and asked rhetorically: "Xu Qiufan? ”

This is the name of the person in charge of the special event in Hagikai City, which was mentioned last night.

"Hmm."

The man in sunglasses replied expressionlessly.

He walked straight into the room, sat down on the couch, and poured himself a cup of tea, not at all looking like an outsider.

"The tea is cold, and you have to boil the water." Cheng Customs came to the door.

"No, I'm not here to ......"

"I'll brush my teeth first, you can wait a minute."

Xu Qiufan was about to speak, but Cheng Hai had already turned around and entered the toilet, not treating him as an outsider at all.

“……”

The sound of water echoed in the quiet room, and Xu Qiufan, who was hanging in the living room, was embarrassed.

"Heh, you dare to ask me to wait for you!"

With a flash of anger on his face, Xu Qiufan put new tea leaves into the teapot and turned on the boiling water switch, as elegant and casual as at home.

It can be seen that he is also so domineering and strong on weekdays.

A few minutes later, Cheng Hai finished his work, just poured a cup of hot tea and drank it happily.

"Whew~ It's comfortable."

"Drinking tea on an empty stomach is not good for the stomach." The corners of Xu Qiufan's eyes twitched.

This tea was obviously brewed by him, but Cheng Hai actually drank the first cup and was very angry.

"Light tea refreshes, does not affect."

Cheng Hai recovered some of his spirits and wondered, "You came so early, didn't you bring me a few buns?" ”

"You're here when I'm visiting?!" Xu Qiufan slapped the table.

In terms of self-cooking, Xu Qiufan is still 100 million points worse than Cheng Hai.

"If you don't bring it, you don't bring it, I don't blame you, what's the hurry? Drink tea and drink tea. Cheng Hai poured a cup for Xu Qiufan in a respectful manner, and the latter's complexion changed a little better.

Cheng Hai handed over another cigarette and asked, "Do you smoke?" ”

"Nope." Xu Qiufan refused.

Cheng Hai nodded and put the cigarette back in his pocket.

You look at me, I look at you, and I don't think of how to speak for a while.

"I'm looking for you......"

"Petting a cat?"

The voices of the two sounded at the same time, and Xu Qiufan, who was interrupted again, immediately exploded.

"Where did you come from!"

"Sister Wang's house next door has a short hair, if you want to masturbate, I can borrow it for you."

"It's you who want to masturbate yourself! Get down to business, hey! Xu Qiufan was very irritable.

"Got down to business, right?" Cheng Hai heard this, and his face straightened.

The atmosphere suddenly became serious, which made Xu Qiufan's breath stagnate, and for some reason he was a little nervous.

"Where were you last night?" Cheng Hai was the first to ask.

"Last night...... I was entangled in the artist and couldn't get out. Xu Qiufan explained.

"Artists? Drawing? Cheng Hai frowned.

"No, it's a ghoul who likes to decorate the corpses of humans after eating their internal organs, calling himself an 'artist.'"

"Worse than the wizard?"

"Who is the wizard?"

"The one who died last night."

"When it comes to the frequency of killings, artists can't compare with it. However, the artist had already become famous three years ago, and he had killed many more people than him. Xu Qiufan said seriously.

"Did you catch it?" Cheng Hai narrowed his eyes.

"No ......" Xu Qiufan was very embarrassed.

"Understood." Cheng Hai nodded.

These apostles are all strategic-level killing gods, and even if a wizard does something bad and never leaves a name, someone can always find out.

will cause such a misunderstanding, it can only be because Xu Qiufan's grade is too low and he has never been in contact with a person of this level. On the other hand, the artists he regarded as his great enemies should be on the same level as him.

"It's fine."

Cheng Hai smiled and said to Xu Qiufan: "Next time there is news of the artist, call me." ”

He can't beat the apostle, and low-level monsters can still make some fuss.

If you get a better reward for killing him, then the snowball can roll.

"Good ......"

Xu Qiufan was about to agree, but he was suddenly stunned and said in astonishment: "That's not right! Why did you interrogate me?! ”

"So what are you doing here?" Cheng Hai wondered.

"Of course I'm interrogating you!" Xu Qiufan gritted his teeth.

"Then you ask." Cheng Hai shrugged.

Xu Qiufan regained his momentum and said in a deep voice: "First of all, who are you?" ”

"Ordinary people, I came into contact with your circle for the first time yesterday." Cheng Hai said truthfully.

"Then how did you hurt him?" Xu Qiufan narrowed his eyes.

He participated in the encirclement and suppression operation half a month ago, and he clearly remembered that the murderer was invulnerable after transforming, and even he couldn't do anything.

How could an ordinary person hurt him?

Cheng Hai explained: "The cross statue of the church contains divine power, and after it is smashed, it emits a light and burns people to death. Didn't I say it all last night, didn't you read the transcript? ”

"I'm not from the police, so it's a hassle to ask. And they don't know much about it, and there will be a lot of omissions in the transcript. ”

"You're not from the police, are you from Huangquan?" Cheng Hai retorted.

"You know Yellow Springs?"

"Well, the wizard told me."

"Why did he tell you this?" Xu Qiufan was very surprised.

"When we were chatting, we just said it." Cheng Hai opened his mouth and came.

"What did you say while chatting?" Xu Qiufan couldn't cry or laugh.

How could anyone talk to mortals about such a thing so casually? Is your brain pumping?

"So what kind of organization is Huangquan?" Cheng Hai asked again.

"Huangquan is Huangquan, a place where the dead stay, not an organization."

"And you're dead?" Cheng Hai was a little surprised.

"The living, the ghost."

Xu Qiufan glanced at Cheng Hai and said, "Although most of the people who do this business are ghosts, I got this job because my ancestors have some connections with the people below, and I can be regarded as looking for something to do." ”

"You're fighting a job with a dead man?" Cheng Hai's expression was strange.

Is the current employment situation so grim?

"Can it be called robbery?"

Xu Qiufan was angry and said: "There are so many people who die every year, there will always be a few who go wrong and stay in the yang world for evil. No one is in charge of this city, what's wrong with me applying for a subsidy at the same time? ”

"Subsidies? Do you also evaluate your performance on a monthly basis? Cheng Hai remembered the serious apostolic conference.

"If you think about it too much, all the ghost can get is some money, and the ability to walk in the yang world after death."

"The treatment is so bad, will anyone do it?" Cheng Hai wondered.

Compared to the forbidden eyes given by the judgment, money is too cheap.

It's a ghost who wants to change jobs.

"Huh."

Xu Qiufan took a sip of tea and sneered: "When you die, you will know how terrible the torture of hell is." Can you not be tortured in the Yellow Spring, which ghost doesn't want to come up? ”

"I see." Cheng Hai had a number in his heart.

But when I think about it this way, it seems to be even more immoral to rob a job with a ghost.

"That's not right!"

Xu Qiufan's tiger body was shocked, and he reacted again: "You are playing tricks on me again!" ”

"Don't worry about the details." Cheng Hai said.

"You!"

Xu Qiufan was about to have a seizure, but Cheng Hai threw a book.

"This is a research manuscript for the wizard, you can see if it is useful." Cheng Haidao.

"Advanced Tutorial for Making Delicious Petit Cakes?" Xu Qiufan read out the title of the book.

"Ahem! I got the wrong book, this is it. Cheng Hai awkwardly changed a book.

"On the Influence of Spiritual Injection on Wang Defa's Formula" Xu Qiufan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't wait to read it.

Wang Defa is the name used by male witches in witchcraft circles. Wang Defa's formula summarizes a law that causes the casting of spells, which he first proposed, so it is named after him.

However, due to the demanding requirements of spiritual research, even the male wizard has not been able to determine the parameters and refine them into laws.

Even so, the conclusions of his research are an invaluable asset for those who play the game.

"Where did this come from?" Xu Qiufan said excitedly.

"There's a hidden door in the mirror in his toilet that you can open with a snack, and there's a lot of this stuff on the bookshelf inside." Cheng Hai didn't hide it.

"You didn't say it sooner!" Xu Qiufan suddenly couldn't sit still, so he pulled his legs and left.

As if remembering something, he stopped at the door and turned around: "By the way, in view of the special nature of this incident, you can open up the net for your private purchase of firearms, but you have to write a letter of guarantee and send it to the police station."

Again, don't touch this man's witchcraft! The necromancy he uses is different from other spells, and it must be based on life, and it will kill people! ”

"yes, got it." Cheng Hai agreed.

Xu Qiufan glanced at him suspiciously, his face full of distrust.

After all, human curiosity will always flood like cockroaches.

Cheng Hai shrugged his shoulders and poured himself a cup of tea as if nothing had happened.

Outside the window, the morning sun is rising, and it is a good time to study.

"That's it, if I see the signs, I'll take action."

Unable to suppress his thirst for knowledge, Xu Qiufan quickly ran downstairs.

After he left, Cheng Hai unsurprisingly took out an introductory textbook of witchcraft from under his cushion.

The cost of necromancy is clearly written in the book, and he understands it naturally.

But fate didn't give him too many options, and if he didn't use all the resources he could use like a sponge, where would he have the odds of winning?

"There are a total of 64 basic runes, and after drawing the runes, inject magic into them and construct a specific combination to create the corresponding effect. Although necromancy uses the same set of runes, the effect is much more terrifying than ordinary witchcraft due to the fact that the source of the stimulus is life. Wizards are free to use their lives in exchange for sacrifices, but what about me? Cheng Hai put down the book and fell into thought.

He doesn't have a drop of mana, and his lifespan is even more scarce.

It seems quite unrealistic to want to make progress in this area.

"If it's just a simple life force, then does someone else's life have an effect?"

Cheng Hai tilted his head, stared at the yellowed ceiling, and a dangerous thought flashed.

……

The crisp bird song disturbs the morning light.

A vigorous man stepped on the air conditioner and went downstairs and embarked on the road to test the truth.