Haomo shrunk in the quilt, with two dark circles under his eyes, looking very tired, in front of him, the Tang knife of unknown origin was lying there quietly. Because of this evil thing, Haomo hasn't slept all night, and the ghost knows how this knife ran into his hand while he was asleep. I can't be sleepwalking! Haomo was adamant, not to mention that what he saw in his dream was really disturbing, it was a massacre! Who would dream of this thing? Is a perverted murderer? Maybe this knife just happened to have the soul of a murderer attached to it. Haomo began to think crankily again, thanks to the dramas he watched out of boredom on weekdays, otherwise he wouldn't have such a rich imagination.

In short, you have to deal with this thing first, how can Haomo want to get up at the same time, after all, no one knows what this knife will do next, maybe he will wake up the next day and his head will be gone.

"Is that you?" Just as Haomo's hand touched the hilt of the knife, a soft female voice sounded from the depths of her head, and this voice did not use air as a medium, but was transmitted directly to her brain. As if electrocuted, Haomo quickly retracted his hand and looked around in horror, he instinctively felt that the owner of the voice was nearby, however, after a search that was almost like a demolition of the house, Haomo found that his instinct was completely a mess of scum, and he didn't find a single fart. No, since this broken knife was sent to the house, the evil things have happened one after another, and if you want to return to normal life, this knife must be sent away. Haomo secretly made up his mind in his heart, no matter what, he must solve this bane tonight.

"Knock knock. Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Damn, who will come to my house at this time of death?" Haomo grumbled quietly, while struggling to drag the Tang knife into the bedroom and throw it under the bed, then open the door.

"Who......" Haomo was stunned as soon as he opened the door, and the one who knocked on the door was a man who was about the same as him, but what surprised him was this person's clothes, it was the height of summer, the temperature was as high as 35 degrees, Haomo couldn't wait to go out with only shorts, but the man in front of him wrapped himself into a zongzi, tight, like a northeasterner who spent the winter. Haomo hesitated to call the psychiatric hospital.

"Excuse me..... You ....." Haomo was just about to ask a question, but the man suddenly raised his head, revealing a miserable white face and a pair of empty eye holes, this person has no eyes!

"Ahh Just kidding, this is an anti-theft steel door, how can it be the same as paper paste?Haomo cried out in his heart.

"Is that the kid? Is this the kid who wears a cloak and says he'll get me back? The man muttered to himself in a hoarse bellows voice as he unbuttoned his coat with his hands, revealing ribs that glowed with an eerie green glow. Haomo's legs suddenly weakened when he saw this scene, and he even forgot to run away, and sat on the ground looking at the monster in front of him in a daze, it was the first time he had such a close contact with the demon, but he didn't expect it to be much more terrifying than on TV, and the aura emanating from around the monster made it a little difficult for him to breathe.

What to do, I'm going to die here.

South of the city of Wuchen.

Because this area is being encircled and suppressed by the Demon Search Bureau, the residents have temporarily taken refuge in other areas, and there is no half of a figure in the street, and there are gunshots or arcane lights in the alleys or corridors from time to time. In such an unstable area, there is still a small shop with a sign that says "Open", which is the old shop "Lao Li Pancake" that has been open in Wuchen for ten years.

There were only two people in the store, one was Lao Li, the shopkeeper who was spreading pancakes on the stove, and the other was the man who had just rejected Shi Dong's request to shake hands at the search bureau.

Those who know Lao Li must wonder why this timid old man, who usually even asks others to help with a mouse in the store, would be so calm in such a situation, and he is not a person who cares about money. In fact, Lao Li also had a feeling of being coerced, because when this young man first stepped into the store, Lao Li was ready to close the door and go to his daughter's house to hide, but just when Lao Li was about to explain the situation to the guest, he saw the expression of this guest, obviously there was nothing on his face, but for some reason he passed on to Lao Li a message of "I will kill you if I don't make pancakes for me", especially the eyes of the person, those eyes seemed to be filled with all the ferocity in the world.

JUST AS THE YOUNG MAN WAS STARING AT HIS PHONE WITH FULL ATTENTION, SUDDENLY THE PHONE RANG WITH THE PRELUDE MUSIC OF ODDS & ENDS.

"Hey, what's the matter?" the man asked unceremoniously, picking up the phone.

"I'll send you a coordinate later, I need you to protect someone. ”

"Why me?"

"Because you're closest to that place right now, you're better able to keep your target. ”

"Okay," the man seemed to take the task very reluctantly, and at the same time he raised his eyes to look at Lao Li, who was busy working on the stove, and Lao Li's hand trembled when he saw it.

"Send two investigators to 'Lao Li Pancakes' here. Without waiting for an answer, the man hung up the phone.

"Uncle, pack the pancakes. ”

"Huh..... Good.... Okay. Lao Li tried his best to keep his composure and handed the pancakes in a plastic bag to the man. The man took the pancake and put the money on the table, picked up the object leaning next to him and walked out of the store, while the two investigators arrived at their destination.

"Kaaha!" Haomo was violently thrown against the wall, the wall was smashed by him cracked, the pain was so severe that he could not breathe, for a moment, he thought his heart had stopped.

"Who's coming..... Help me!" Haomo crawled on the ground with difficulty, and at the same time let out a helpless cry for help.

"Call, call! The Searcher's group of idiots are encircling and suppressing in the south, and they can't take care of you! Although this is also the south, it is not within that range. The demon ghost looked at Haomo struggling on the ground with great enjoyment, and at the same time, the hand with only white bones raised up and slapped Haomo directly on the ceiling.

"Wow" A mouthful of blood spat out of Haomo's mouth, and a few drops even splashed on the mouth of the demon, who licked the blood on his lips and suddenly became excited.

"Ahh ”