Wen Zilong is now a glorious vampire bat.

And it's not an ordinary vampire bat.

The whole body was blood-red, and even a pair of small eyes were glowing blood-red.

It looks very vicious.

As a glorious vampire bat, he is still very conscious.

Vampire bats, naturally, are going to suck blood.

Taking advantage of the night, he flew to Chen Jianfeng's house next door.

With his current ability, he can already kill.

As long as Chen Jianfeng is sleeping, he can use his incisors to cut off his carotid artery.

However, if Chen Jianfeng is dead now, then it will be difficult to find out the truth of his car accident, and he still wants Chen Jianfeng to lose money.

So for the time being, let's spare him a dog's life.

Wen Zilong's target is Chen Jianfeng's chicken.

Chen Jianfeng seems to like to raise some animals, such as chickens, dogs, cats, rabbits, pigeons, and even a cow in the backyard.

Although he drank heavily every day, he took good care of the animals.

After Wen Zilong became a bat, he flew very quietly.

Almost silently landed next to the chicken coop.

On the door of the hen's coop, there is a latch.

Wen Zilong gently pulled it with his little claws, and the bolt was pulled open.

He softly opened the door to the hen's coop and walked softly inside.

There are three chickens in the coop, all of which are already asleep.

Wen Zilong found the most advantageous position, close to the comb of a hen.

Stretch out the small mouth and use your sharp teeth to cut a shallow wound on the cockscomb.

Then quickly hide it to prevent detection.

Due to the shallow wound, the hen did not feel any pain and was still asleep.

Wen Zilong waited for a while, and saw that the hen did not move, so he crawled out of the hiding place, gently climbed to the position of the chicken's head, lay on the wound of the cockscomb, and began to suck blood.

After about five minutes, he burped and came down from the cockscomb satisfied.

In the next few hours, the chicken will die of blood loss.

"Ahh

Wen Zilong yawned.

After a busy night's work, I was also sleepy.

Wen Zilong planned to fly back to the nest and sleep beautifully.

But before leaving, he suddenly felt a stir in his heart.

Immediately put his paws on the hen's comb, dipped some blood, and flew to the hen's coop.

Start scratching on the ground with your paws.

Because he had too many words to write, he flew back and forth more than ten times, leaving a line of bloody small words:

Chicken killer, Wen Zilong is also!

When he had done all this, he let out a long yawn again.

So he flapped his wings and flew into the yard next door.

Lying in the nest, he fell asleep in a short time.

……

At noon the next day, the drunk Chen Jianfeng finally woke up.

As usual, after a simple wash of his face, he went to the backyard to feed the cows.

Then there are cats, dogs, rabbits, pigeons.

After feeding this, he poured a bowl of corn kernels and went to the chicken coop.

Normally, when feeding, as soon as he comes to the hen's coop, the three chickens will be restless like a female cat in heat.

But today when he came to the chicken coop, the chickens were surprisingly quiet.

One of them, in particular, had been lying there, motionless.

"Is it sick?"

He underestimated his mouth, bent down, and poured the corn kernels into the trough.

But at this moment, he was suddenly stunned.

A pair of eyes looked at a line of small words on the ground, and their eyes were clearly full of horror.

I saw a line of small words written crookedly on the ground:

Chicken killer, Wen Zilong is also!

Seeing this line of small words, Chen Jianfeng's whole heart trembled.

What's going on?

That kid was obviously dead, but two days ago he turned into a flying spider and flew back to torture himself.

But wasn't the spider killed by itself?

Although its body was not found, it would not have survived even if it had nine lives, even if it had been burned by fire, sprayed with pesticides, and washed by water.

But what's going on now?

Could it be that the kid can't be killed?

Thinking of this, Chen Jianfeng was completely panicked.

Don't look at him when he shot at Wen Zilong, he was ruthless.

But if you have to calm down and think about it carefully, the more you think about it, the more scared you become.

Is there really such a thing as reincarnation?

Could it be that the kid really reincarnated to seek revenge on himself?

The so-called scaring oneself is like this.

After a moment, Chen Jianfeng shook his head and used his feet to try to erase the blood words from the ground.

But once the blood is dry, it's hard to erase it.

He simply found a hammer and knocked the blood words away.

Then he threw away the hammer, returned to the living room, picked up the bottle, and poured a few sips.

He's going to numb himself again.

……

Let's say that when Wen Zilong slept until the afternoon, the injuries on his body had healed, leaving only some shallow paw prints.

But it doesn't hurt or itch.

His stomach began to rumble again.

He opened his eyes in a daze, yawned heavily, and slowly came to his senses.

Without any doubt, he once again flew over Chen Jianfeng's courtyard.

hovered over the courtyard for a while, and saw Chen Jianfeng lying on the sofa, sleeping soundly.

The bottle next to it fell to the ground.

He sneered and opened the latch of the hen's coop again.

But the two remaining hens were not asleep, and both stared at the blood-red bat in horror.

Wen Zilong flew directly to the comb of a hen.

The hen hurriedly dodged, and Wen Zilong failed to bite the cockscomb, but he bit the chicken's paws.

Chicken feet don't matter.

Wen Zilong cut the surface of the chicken paw with sharp teeth, and blood suddenly overflowed.

The chicken was so frightened that it jumped out of the coop and tried to escape.

Wen Zilong hugged the chicken leg and followed the chicken leg up and down, but he didn't let go.

The chicken kept shaking its legs, but it couldn't shake it off at all.

Not long after, the chicken died of blood loss.

Although Wen Zilong had already drunk the chicken blood, he did not stop.

In the same way, the other chicken was killed.

At this time, his belly was already round, like a small leather ball with wings.

He felt like he didn't dare to move, or he would throw up.

Before leaving, he dipped it in chicken blood and drew a line of words on the ground:

The one who killed two chickens, Wen Zilong is also!

At about nine o'clock that night, Chen Jianfeng woke up again, and when he went outside to fetch water, he accidentally saw the corpses of two chickens in the yard.

Seeing the line of words left by Wen Zilong, the whole person suddenly fell into an ice cellar.

……

In this way, in just five days, Wen Zilong killed three chickens, a dog, and a rabbit successively.

Every time he kills an animal, he leaves a line of words.

When he finished killing chickens and dogs, he left behind: chickens and dogs were not left.

When he killed the rabbit, he left behind: The rabbit is dead, will you be far away!

That is, on the evening of the day he killed the rabbit, Wen Zilong was finally promoted to level 1, and the handwriting on the interface in his mind had changed.