After Han Jie changed to a hotel and stayed in it, he locked the door from the inside, and even the windows and curtains were closed tightly. All the lights in the room were on, and he washed his face with cold water and lay down on the bed, his head smothered in the quilt.

Time walked minute by minute, he tossed and turned, even if he fell asleep, he would soon be awakened by a nightmare, and the dark eyes of the two children lingered in the South China Sea. He turned on the TV and turned up the sound loud to distract himself. He fell asleep slowly, but it was so light that he would wake up at the slightest noise.

"I want a life that blooms, like flying in the vast sky, like ・・・・・・"

This is Han Jie's favorite song, and it completely confirms Han Jie's desire for reality. But the savior and the most familiar voice woke him from his sleep, and he rubbed his forehead and wiped the cold sweat from it.

"Hey, hello." Han Jie picked up his mobile phone to answer the channel.

"What time is it? Why are you still sleeping? How's the business going? Do you still want to do it? ”

A middle-aged man's roar came from the other end of the phone, Han Jie was stunned, and he cowardly explained, "Manager Liu, I have already met with Manager Xu yesterday, and the specific things have to be discussed today・・・・・・

"Alright, don't explain. If you don't negotiate this business, just turn around and leave. After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

"Manager Liu... Manager Liu・・・・・・"

Han Jie yelled at the hung up phone a few times, and he sat on the edge of the bed listlessly as if he was deflated. He has to repay his mortgage and car loan, and his wife and children have to be raised, if he really loses his job, it is really better to die.

Han Jie didn't have the heart to think about the two little girls last night, and the top priority now was how to deal with Xu Jiashan. The more he thought about it, the more he felt a headache, and he went crazy and pulled his hair. With his IQ, it's really hard to come up with a countermeasure, and now he can only take one step at a time.

He looked at his mobile phone, and it was not too early, and after a simple wash, he changed into a professional suit, and rushed to Xu Jiashan's company in a daze.

"Hello, I am the project leader of Sail, and I would like to meet Manager Xu Jiashan Xu." Han Jie smiled politely at the front desk.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?" The front desk lady asked with the same smile.

"No, but I just came yesterday."

"Okay, you wait." After speaking, she picked up the phone and reported the situation outside to Xu Jiashan.

"This way, please." She quickly hung up the phone and led Han Jie to Xu Jiashan's office with the road in front.

When Han Jie passed by the summer desk, he unconsciously stopped and glanced at the summer. Summer also looked up at him at the same time. After staring at each other for a few seconds, he followed the front desk lady and continued to walk towards Xu Jiashan's office. He knocked on the door, took a deep breath and walked inside.

"Black-eyed kid・・・・・・" Han said suddenly.

"What?" Summer asked suspiciously, "What black-eyed kid?" ”

"I mean, this guy just met a black-eyed kid."

"What the hell is this?"

"To be precise, they're not ghosts, but soulless black-eyed kids."

The rumors of "black-eyed children" first originated in the United States thirty years ago, and there are many versions about them. Among them, there is no one who has been widely circulated by the American journalist Blake Bethell:

One day in 1990, Bethel stopped his car at a movie theater in his hometown of Texas when he suddenly heard a knock on the side window, and two young boys about 10 years old were standing outside the car, wearing hooded tops. He rolled down the window and saw the approaching boy with curly hair and olive skin, and the other boy with red hair and white skin. Although they were not unusual, Bethel still felt inexplicably afraid.

The curly-haired boy asked him if they could take a hitchhike to her mother's house. Because they want to watch a movie, they want to go back to their mother's house to get some money. Betel looked at the cinema screening notice, the film had already been opened, and the hitchhike seemed pointless, except for the sound of children continuing to plead and almost hypnotic soothing, fear enveloped Bethel even more intensely.

When the children said that their mother's house was not far away and that they did not have guns or other items on them, he realized that he reached for the door meaninglessly. When he noticed a situation, he immediately withdrew his hand, and it turned out that the eyes of the two children were all black, without white eyes and pupils.

Frightened, Bethel rolled up the window and drove away. He looked in the rearview mirror in a panic, and the two little boys were gone.

Over the years, the number of black-eyed children has been increasing. They claim to be God's messengers, who have come to take you up by God's will. In fact, the so-called god they called was nothing more than the god of death, the god of death who specialized in cultivating by devouring human souls. And the reason why their own eyes are dark and empty is not precisely because they no longer have souls in their bodies?

They are the walking dead, like Western vampires or Chinese zombies.

They are not exactly children, some are adults. The reason why he became a child is just to win sympathy. When good people meet their demands, they slowly devour the souls of these people. For them, a good soul is the noblest.

"Hey, people are so scared." Summer held her chin in her hand, squinted at the computer, and jokingly said, "If they meet me, won't they suck away two good souls at once?" ”

"You also call it kindness?" Han smiled and said, "What else is there in your head besides the illusion of Xu Jiashan?" ”

"And you. But how do you know this man met a black-eyed child? Summer suddenly asked curiously.

"Didn't you notice that his eyes were slowly darkening from the outside in?"

Summer thought about it for a moment, then said, "I thought it was dark circles." ”

Since he was targeted by a black-eyed child, it also shows that Han Jie is a kind person. Summer also wanted to help him, but the cold couldn't do anything.

Han's mana comes from the Wraith Codex, which means that her mana can only be effective against ghosts, while the black-eyed child happens to have no soul.

The Grim Reaper is not their Hades, he is formless, formless, ethereal, and beyond the Three Realms. Legend has it that he was the dark consciousness that was stripped from his body when the Jade Emperor ascended to the immortal, and then this is just a legend.

At this time, Han Jie walked out of Xu Jiashan's office, and Xu Jiashan walked out after him, both of them with smiles on their faces. The black part of Han Jie's eyes increased more and more, and he still didn't notice that death was getting closer and closer to him.

Han suddenly remembered something when he saw Xu Jiashan, and said to Summer, "If this person's soul is sucked away and he will become a black-eyed child, then Xu Jiashan's soul will also be sucked away." ”

"What?"