If today is the day when the gates of the netherworld are wide open, I naturally hope to be able to pray, and I also hope to travel with Liqing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 However, the release of river lanterns should be after nightfall, and July 15 is not only the Midyear Festival, but also the night of the full moon.

I drank the potion of Yan Fei, as if I had made a pact with the devil, and gave my body, which was originally just an ordinary human being, some of the qualities that should have belonged to the demon god. This is very important to me, and all the demon hunting operations I have participated in these days have relied on this trait to continuously absorb the spirits of other monsters into my body, enriching my own storage and improving my abilities. But for this, I also have to pay a price, so every full moon night is the day when I have to be "tortured" alone.

The first time I encountered the rules and punishments seemed like yesterday, the pain that almost tore my flesh, the long patience, I didn't want to remember it at all, and every time I thought about it, it made my teeth tremble.

So in those moments, I want to be alone. I don't want any of them to see me like this, even if they are powerful, they can't do anything about this matter, they can only worry in vain. That's something that only I can deal with.

During the day the next day, I took a leave of absence, borrowed Lichun's car, and set off from the bar early in the morning and drove all the way to the suburbs. I already have a special map of the local demon hunter and know where the demon is strong. I found a mountainous area with a weak demonic spirit and used it as a place to spend the night.

On the night of the full moon, the pain in my body made me unable to even move, so I had no ability to protect myself in the face of demons and aliens, and I didn't want to be picked up by passing demons and become a meal in their mouths.

I found a beautiful place in the mountains, with grass and trees, and a stream flowing through it. On the meadow on the bank of the stream, there is a smooth stone slab, and when I sit on the slab, I can see the wildflowers that are still blooming next to me, and if I lie down, I can see a few branches weaving together in an artistic shape overhead.

Let's go through every hard full moon night right here.

I cleaned up the surroundings and set up some trap paper in the shadows, and set up a few traps to keep myself safe.

If it's destined to be a painful moonlit night, then at least the surroundings should be picturesque, right?

I'll skip the events of this night for the time being, because I'm really in no mood to talk about it. But this night, in a trance, I turned my head sideways in a trance, looked at the gurgling stream, and vaguely saw a lotus-shaped paper lamp floating down in front of my eyes. At that time, I was already in such pain that I was confused, but I was still thinking, I don't know if there will be any changes between heaven and earth when the ghost gate is opened in July? I don't know what kind of life my parents lived in that world, and whether they were doing well.

At that time, I was really powerless to think, how could anyone put river lanterns in this barren mountain range? So, I guess I had been thinking about the July and a half the day before, so I had such an illusion.

As the pain gradually dissipated on its own, I struggled and sat up from the boulder, only to find that a paper boat had been caught in the grass at some point on the bank of the river in front of me.

The boat was simply folded in newspaper, and it was quite rough. It probably went down the upper reaches of the stream, and when it got here, it somehow crashed into a mess of grass and got caught and couldn't move. On the paper boat, there are two or three fireflies with their wings together, ready to flap their wings and fly away.

It dawned on me that it was what I saw in a daze at night, and because I was unconscious, I saw the paper boat with fireflies as a river lantern. Probably, it's because I miss my deceased parents too much in my heart that I have such an illusion, right?

Trembling, I reached out and touched the paper boat, and the fireflies on the paper boat were disturbed and flew away. I don't know how someone could break this paper boat and put it in this stream in the middle of the mountains and forests. Now, the paper boat has long since dried and crumpled in the grass and trees, but the handwriting on it is still clear.

So, I clearly saw a news headline on the side of the hull - "The end is coming, the world of demons is rampant?" 》

I couldn't help but be shocked when I saw this. In the past, I would have thought it was just an eye-catching gimmick, but when I saw it today, I was shocked.

The title is so vivid about the future that I fear. The human world is now in a precarious situation, with a once-in-a-lifetime series of blood moons appearing, various rules being opened, and cannibalistic demons coming out of the night - no one knows what kind of cataclysm the next blood moon will bring, and they don't know how long the human world will be able to sustain itself.

So, does this mean that there are other human beings in the world who also foresee such a future?

I immediately pulled myself together and carefully dismantled the paper boat. Although the newspaper was soaked and dried, fortunately the handwriting on it had not been worn off, and the content of the news could be roughly read by the morning light.

I was even more surprised by the content of the news.

This news is about the son of a wealthy family, who was originally talented and existed as the successor of the family, but one morning, when the son woke up, he suddenly went crazy and began to talk nonsense non-stop.

What he said was that soon the world would come to an end, and the world would be ruled by demons. At that time, all the demons who openly walked in the world were demons, they wantonly slaughtered and devoured human beings, and there were few human beings left under the predation of natural disasters and demons, and the remaining human beings were all hidden underground, secretly living in hiding in Tibet, and living a precarious life.

This rich second-generation son preached everywhere, so that people could prepare, dig holes and accumulate food, learn exorcism charms, and plan for the future of mankind as early as possible. He also said that the end of mankind will come in five years!

How did he know? Could it be that there is such a thing as a prophet among human beings?

And, do we have five more years? This was a little more optimistic than I expected, and I thought we wouldn't be able to get past the Blood Moon.

However, this should be a relatively early newspaper, because this news is completely written in a joking tone, purely taking the words of this rich young master as crazy words. The second half of the news also concludes - even if the rich rival the country, what can it be, is it not a scripture that is difficult for every family to read? Then, we will discuss the spiritual problems of the children of rich families.

I looked at the date of the newspaper and was shocked - it was an early newspaper, but it was too early!

This turned out to be a five-year-old newspaper! Could it be that the end of the world predicted by the rich boy is close at hand?