"Yes! Today's human brain is very fresh, and the taste is just right, and there shouldn't be a prison envoy coming to my smelly place. "Top novel, but the brains of powerful prison envoys in other countries may surpass the taste of the top human brains by several grades, and I am afraid that there will be strong mental power mixed in them, and the taste is naturally indescribable. ”

The old man sat on the lawn, slowly unscrewed the tightly fastened cap on the bottle and can, directly reached out into his palm, took out the still beating brain in it, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth and chewed.

"The third-level prison master who is being hunted down by the slippery ghost, the drunken boy and the custodian is probably extremely different, and he is also half a spiritual power user, if it falls into my hands, with his flesh and blood regeneration ability, he should be able to regenerate by stripping off the brain, hehe......"

The old man ate very slowly, and there were a lot of bottles and cans in front of him, and when all the tourists who were eating on the lawn at noon had left, the old man was the only one who was still savoring his brain.

After the old man finished eating, he took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then slowly packed the bottles and cans, and walked towards the Banfu Palace with the dirty backpack on his back.

"Mr. Ichikawa, you're here! You have to be late for a while every shift, in fact, ten or twenty minutes doesn't matter much to me, but today my son had an accident at school, and you know that the child died young. The school has already called me a few times to urge me, but if you don't come, I won't be able to leave. ”

The old man walked to the door of the security room in the west hall of the Banfu Palace, and a middle-aged man in his fifties seemed to be in a hurry, and kept complaining to the old man.

The old man and the 50-year-old security guard are close colleagues, and they have nothing to say on weekdays, and the two have been working in two shifts a day for more than ten years.

"I'm sorry, I'm a slow eater. You hurry up. The old man scratched his head and said apologetically, not at all like the appearance of eating raw brains before, but a good old man.

"You're not afraid that you won't be able to remember the way home one day, take the money to buy a mobile phone and take it with you, at least I can contact you." Okay, I won't say more. I had to rush to the hospital. The middle-aged security guard quickly changed into civilian clothes and prepared to leave.

"Wait...... Give this to your son, who will be able to heal. If you get better, remember to give it back to me. The old man stopped the other party and handed him a string of blood jade beads in his waist bag.

"Thank you." The middle-aged man knows a lot about the old man, and the old man will read some books that he never knows on weekdays, and he is very proficient in a lot of miscellaneous knowledge, and he also gets a lot of help from the old man on weekdays.

After the old man walked into the small security room of less than ten square meters, he slowly changed into the security clothes that had just been washed and dried yesterday in his backpack, and sat in the security room very honestly, watching a pair of tourists outside come and go from in front of him with a peaceful face. From time to time, I will carefully observe the surveillance video of my right arm, and I look like I am dutiful.

The old man's pseudonym is Ichikawai, but his real name is only two words, and he was born to be imprinted on his chest - Pranya.

One of the six Ancestral Elders of the Eternal Organization, although he likes to eat brains, he has a very easy-going temperament. And the source of those brains was also stolen from the local funeral home after the old man at night, and he never attacked the local people.

As the closing time approached 5 p.m., the number of people in the tube was getting smaller and smaller. The old man also habitually took out a Chinese version of an ancient Buddhist scripture from his drawer, and at the same time slowly put on a pair of reading glasses carrying two thick lenses. I studied the book in my hand very carefully.

The west side of the pavilion supervised by the old man mainly stores some bronze objects, which are not unique and ornamental compared to the precious displays in the main hall, and the value is also a little worse.

However, some people still hit the idea on the head of this weakly supervised west side pavilion.

A young man with a schoolbag on his back looks like a high school student, but his eyes are erratic when he walks, and his pace changes at any time. A closer look reveals that something is wrong.

When he came to the entrance of the west side of the museum, the young man focused on the old security guard who was concentrating on reading in the guard room, and with a particularly happy expression on his face, he immediately stepped into the museum.

The young man seemed to have a purpose, and was not interested in the small bronze objects he had passed by. Straight to the place where a stationary copper sword hangs in the center of the pavilion. Perhaps because of his lack of experience in stealing, the young man looked a little nervous, and couldn't help but look back at the movement in the security room behind him before making a move.

Noticing the pair of hands holding books at the window sill, the young man quickly turned his head, took the opportunity to remove the bronze sword from the wall and hurriedly stuffed it into the backpack in front of him, forcibly calming himself down, pretending to be a tourist visiting here.

"This thing is done, my sister should ......"

As soon as the words in the young man's mouth were halfway through, he suddenly felt that every part of his body was like being stared at by thousands of eyes, and the young man who was suppressed by the atmosphere was a little unable to breathe, coupled with his own weak heart, his feet couldn't help but tremble a little.

When the young man turned his head, an old man in a security uniform, half a head shorter, stood motionless behind him.

"How is that possible? You weren't ...... just now" The young man couldn't imagine that this old security guard would move so quickly.

"Why steal?" The old security guard didn't seem to have any intention of convicting, just a simple question.

"I ......" The young man had an idea, looked at the thin body of the security guard, and suddenly grabbed the large copper basin next to him and threw it towards the old security guard in front of him, and grabbed his backpack with both hands and ran towards the outside of the hall.

"Smack!" Who knew that the first step had just been taken, but one foot had stepped into a waterhole more than three feet deep. When the young man raised his head, the scene of the exhibition hall in front of him had completely disappeared, and he was at the bottom of a gloomy well, surrounded by cold and damp walls that blocked out the light.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, about ten meters above the young man's head, the wellhead that was originally sealed by a large stone slowly opened, because of the direct sunlight outside the wellhead, the young man could only see a black shadow looking down the wellhead, and then threw a ball of things down directly, and the young man hurriedly moved his steps to avoid the falling object.

"Poof!" The icy well water splashed all over the young man from the fall of the object, and in front of him floated a cloth bag tightly wound with hemp rope, and in some parts of the cloth bag a little red liquid leached from the inside out.

"Save ......"

Before the young man could say the word help, the big stone at the mouth of the well was closed again, but this time it left a small gap, so that there was still a faint light in the wellhead.

The young man couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva as he looked at the cloth bag tightly wrapped in hemp rope and the liquid resembling blood in front of him.

First tried to climb away from the wellhead with his bare hands, but found that it was just a fool's dream, the damp bottom wall of the wellhead was already covered with lubricated moss, and before he could stand firmly, the young man fell into the well water. The cold well water wrapped the young man's body, and the young man shivered all over his body because of the cold entering his body.

An hour passed, and the young man cried and gave up, but finally fixed his eyes on the cloth bag in front of him. There seems to be something unsettling wrapped in it, and the young man is reluctant to open it all along.

The young man began to try to untie the hemp rope that tightly held the cloth bag, and when his palm touched the object inside, a very cold feeling hit his body, a little colder than the spring water here.

As the hemp ropes were untied, only the last cloth bag remained floating on the surface of the well.

The young man was breathing tightly, and when he stretched out his hands to slowly open the cloth bag from the opening, a strange black hair escaped from the inside, making the young man take three steps back and stick to the wall of the well and gasp for breath.

"Gollum!" After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the young man moved forward again and continued to open the cloth bag.

However, this time a human head slipped out of the inside out, the appearance of a twelve-year-old girl, who looked extremely innocent, but her complexion had begun to turn purple.

"Kyoko!"

The man not only recognized the girl, but was also very familiar. His complexion changed greatly, and without the slightest fear at all, he dragged out the woman inside the cloth bag directly, and hugged her tightly in her arms, crying loudly in the face of the dead little girl.

However, at this moment, the dead girl's eyes suddenly opened, and she slammed her cold palm on the man's shoulder.

…………

"Ahh After a burst of screams from the young man, he had already returned to the Itafu Palace again.

On his shoulder was the palm of the old security guard, and the copper basin that he had smashed before had returned to its original position.

"I'm sorry...... If I don't take this thing, my sister will be killed, please let me take it, okay? I am willing to pay it back for the rest of my life. The young man fell to his knees, tears streaming down his eyes.

"Well, I'll go with you to redeem your sister."

"Really? Thank you, thank you! The young man kowtowed three times in a row and was helped up by the old security guard.

It's closing time, and although the security guards still need to stay on duty until tomorrow's shift change, they still have a half-hour dinner break.

Under the leadership of the young man, he and the old security guard went to their own and sister's residence.

Since childhood, within two years of my sister's birth, both parents died. Although he was raised by his grandmother and grandfather, he was self-reliant and went out to work at the age of thirteen, intending to share his sister's living expenses.

"This is ...... here"

When the young man stood at the door of his residential area and was about to enter, the old security guard behind him stopped, with a frowning expression, as if he sensed that something was wrong in the residential area. (To be continued......)