Chapter I

No. 28 Pingjiang Lane, a two-storey building built in the 70s, has a mottled façade covered with plants and dilapidated windows that shade it all year round.

There is no furniture on the first floor of the old building, and there are many logs on the empty concrete floor to support the building, and some of the logs are old and cracked, which can be seen to be many years old.

On the second floor of the old building, there was only one dimly lit room, covered with a pure black carpet, and moldy old newspapers were plastered on the walls around it.

In the center of the room, a small open space was cleared, two chairs were placed, and in the shadow next to the coffee table in the southeast corner, there was a single sofa.

On the rattan chair on the right, a thin old man with thinning hair and a withered face lay a thick blanket over his knees.

The rattan chair shook gently, and the thin old man's cloudy old eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if he was sleeping.

Opposite the rattan chair is a square bamboo bench, and in the midst of an overwhelming creak, sits a middle-aged fat man in an Armani suit.

The fat man's facial features were slightly distorted, and his heavy breathing was intermittent, as if he was in great pain.

As for the single sofa in the southeast corner, a young man with a handsome face is leisurely drinking tea with Erlang's legs, and his slender fingers are fiddling with a pot of plants on the tea table from time to time, slightly bored.

In the room, no one spoke, except for the hands of the old-fashioned clumsy grandfather clock that swayed back and forth.

"Boom, Boom, Boom......"

After a long while, the thin old man on the rattan chair muttered, "Since you're here, let's talk about it......"

The fat man on the small bamboo bench who was sitting on pins and needles heard the holy sound of the Buddha's decree, opened a pair of frightened eyes, cleared his throat and organized the wording.

"That thing, it'...... It followed me for a whole year, and every night, it lay next to my bed, and as long as it was night, no matter what time it was, as soon as I opened my eyes, it would always lie there. ”

"At first, it was just motionless, and as it said, my business that was about to go bankrupt was getting better day by day, and the stock was rising, so what was it going to make money......

"But it didn't last long, and it didn't take long for it to move quietly towards me, and the more money I made, the closer it got to me......"

"I knew it was evil, but at that time I was competing with another company for the market, a big business of one or two hundred million...... So I had to close my eyes when it didn't exist until the night before yesterday......"

"I finally won the market the night before yesterday and celebrated with some red wine, and I found it in the middle of the night when I slept until midnight...... It actually crawled on top of me......"

When the fat man said this, his body trembled like chaff, and his small eyes were almost filled with fear, and he paused, and then cried: "And now, just this morning, it has even burrowed into my body......"

The fat man raised his trembling hands, unbuttoned them one by one, and slammed open his suit, revealing his white chest.

It was layers of greasy fat, and in the middle of the chest, there was a strange old cat's head with a bald head and one eye!

The old cat's bare skin seemed to be squeezed out of the fat man's chest, like a living ugly sarcoma, stretching out a black tongue and licking the fat meat......

This is really a terrifying and weird scene!

The fat man knelt on the ground with a puff and cried: "Please help me, master, I'm afraid!!"

The thin old man's cloudy old eyes were still half-squinted, and he glanced at the evil cat's head on the fat man's chest, and his drooping face pulled out a trace of mockery, and said weakly: "Ho ho...... The greedy corpse cat enters the body, cough cough, death is ......"

The fat man's fat face instantly turned to ashes.

The handsome young man who was dangling Erlang's legs on the sofa jumped up when he heard the words, and turned to the fat man in surprise.

"Hah, it's really a hellish subspecies, a greedy cat? ugly bear...... Who, you stabilize first, I'll take a picture first. ”

As he spoke, the young man took out his mobile phone, clicked, and sat back on the sofa with a happy mouth, "Finally, I have almost collected a hundred photos of the subspecies of hell." ”

It's a matter of life, where is the fat man who has returned to his senses who can be sent away with a sentence of death, and he can't stop kowtowing like pounding garlic, and begging: "The old gods are merciful, the master is merciful......"

The thin old man only stared at the fat man, his cloudy old eyes gradually turned cold from mockery, and suddenly raised a kick and kicked over, scolding: "Mom, pull a shit, only when disaster is coming, I know to ask for mercy, please fuck your X!"

The thin old man looked half-dead, but this sudden kick kicked the fat man of about 200 catties into a rolling gourd, and he rolled until he reached the base of the wall before stopping.

But the richer he was, the more he spared his life, and the fat man crawled over again without saying a word, still sobbing and kowtowing with tears and snot.

The thin old man snorted twice, and then snorted twice, before he was relieved, paused, and said, "I really want to find a way to live?"

As soon as the fat man heard that there was a door, he immediately stopped crying and swore to the sky: "As long as you can save my life, I can do whatever the old fairy says!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, the thin old man kicked over in the face again, and scolded: "How big can you be a vulgar rag, you can do whatever Lao Tzu says, Lao Tzu wants to say Chang'e, you take off the moon for me!"

"Yes, yes...... No, no, I ...... I swear to do my best to do it......" The fat man had a nosebleed, but he didn't even wipe it, just explained vigorously......

"Phew!"

The thin old man got up from the wicker chair angrily, pointed at the fat man, and said, "Greedy! If there is no greedy person like you in the world, how can the hell subspecies of the dog day get up?"

The fat man did not dare to refute.

The young man who had been fiddling with his mobile phone on the sofa smiled: "There is no greed, there is still lust, appetite, and laziness...... Old man, you're also confused, I think this kind of life is quite interesting, exciting!"

"I like to stimulate you, it just so happens that Lao Tzu's time is running out, and he is still chatting with Ah Hong in the hair salon about life......"

The thin old man glared, ignored the fat man, and went downstairs directly with a blanket.

The fat man wailed, and was about to crawl over to hug the old fairy's legs, but his ankles were tightly grabbed by someone, only to hear the young man laugh and say: "Did you hear me, now the owner of Pingjiang Lane has changed, come here!"

As he spoke, the fat man found himself dragged to the couch like a dead dog.

"Turn around. ”

Seeing that the thin old man walked neatly, the fat man had to turn around honestly, and found that the young man had found a small suitcase out of nowhere and was smiling at him.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Qi Xuance, you also heard it just now, from today onwards, I will be officially promoted to the master of Pingjiang Lane. ”

The fat man's fat face full of tears and snot was stunned for a moment, and he said that he didn't hear it, so he heard the old fairy say that he went to the hair salon to find Ah Hong......

Qi Xuance doesn't care what the fat man thinks, at this moment all his thoughts are on the greedy corpse cat.

Wickedly smiled and patted the old cat's head with his slender fingers, and retracted it in time before the old cat's head bared his teeth.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's really a subspecies of hell, although it's the weakest order, but it's a living thing, and in the past, I practiced with dead corpses, huh...... Use this necrophorite as the start of your life as a witcher today!"