Master Qiao rushed out of the door.

Although the light in the square was very dim, his eyesight was better than ordinary people, and he could see several figures running towards him in the distance, which should be the person who patrolled the house.

Master Qiao hurriedly drilled into the alley.

When he came out, something didn't feel right.

Why is it fogging?

No, it's no ordinary fog, it's a dark mist!

Master Joe was terrified!

How can the Dark Mist be here?

This is the human world, how can there be a black mist fog that only exists in the dungeon of the spirit hell?

Master Qiao felt that his heart was about to pop out.

"I finally escaped from the spiritual prison, but did I fall back again?"

Master Qiao covered his nose and carefully moved in the thick fog.

With great difficulty, he got out of the thick fog, hurriedly looked up at the sky, and almost fell to his knees in despair.

"Oh my God, it's a bloody night. ”

Overhead, there were familiar dark red clouds, and the surrounding scenery was all in that black, white, and grayscale hues.

"Oh my God, God forbid, how could I be in the Hell's Dungeon, why did I suddenly come back again. ”

Master Qiao's whole body was about to collapse, and he felt that the terrifying aura around him was surging like a tide, and it was about to drown him and suffocate him to death.

This is the "fear invasion" emanating from the sleeping Demon God Lord.

Old Man Qiao rummaged through everything on his body, anxiously looking for the little dark red stone. Without that little stone, he would not be able to disguise himself as a demon spirit, he would be recognized as an "alien creature", he would be attacked by the fear of the demon god lord, and he would be endlessly hunted down by terrifying creatures.

He was shocked, "How could my boundary stone be missing?" ”

"It's over, it's really over now, isn't it...... I'm going to die here forever?"

The boundary stone is also the only key to return to the world, without the key, even if you find an exit to the world, there is nothing you can do.

The location where Master Qiao is now is on the edge of the Spirit Hell Dungeon.

He must find the nearest "Arkham Town" as soon as possible, or he will starve to death.

In addition to the abundance of food and water, the "Arkham Towns" also have hospitable demons who are happy to entertain outsiders from the human world like Master Joe.

The Hell's Dungeon is the private domain of the "Demon God Lord", the area is very large, I am afraid that tens of millions of square kilometers, no one knows where they are, whether they are deep underground on this planet, or on another planet.

The Demon God Lords are indescribable beings, and they spend most of their time sleeping under some abyss in the Hell's Dungeon, occasionally waking up in a daze.

They are much like the Old Rulers of the Cthulhu Mythos, and once they do wake up, they will devour all the creatures in the dungeons of Hell.

Master Qiao was sent to the Spirit Prison by the mysterious power on Shen Xing's body, because he needed to do something very important.

......

After Master Qiao left, Shen Xing hurriedly closed the door of the bar.

Shen Xing now has very few new memories in his mind, limited to what he has known recently, and he found that he has not only become more mature in appearance, but also seems to have his temper and courage a little affected, and unconsciously has the aura of a "social person".

Shen Xing was a junior before, and it stands to reason that he should be relatively immature and white.

But when facing Master Qiao's intimidation just now, he didn't feel scared at all, and even had the illusion that "everything is under control".

He was skeptical......

Could it be that it was because of the crossing, and at the same time, some mysterious force tempered me by the way? made me fearless, and made me change from a young boy to a ...... Mature big man?

How is this possible? I haven't driven a car yet, so where does maturity come from?

Shen Xing found that his personality seemed to have become a little cheerful.

But he didn't know that this was actually a sublimation of himself, and that mortals could not always remain the same on the road to God.

Sometimes it becomes cheerful and cynical, and sometimes it becomes cold and ruthless. Now it's just a matter of getting out of the way, maybe at some point or on some occasion, he'll suddenly become ruthless.

......

Shen Xing cleaned up briefly, and prepared to go upstairs to find a few more books to read.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a small dark red stone on the bar.

Shen Xing took it in his hand and took a closer look, although the surface was a little rough, it looked very much like a dark red gem, maybe like a spirit stone in the Xianxia world, which could increase people's strength or something.

Shen Xing couldn't help but steal fun, thinking that Master Qiao had accidentally dropped it.

He had already gone upstairs.

Suddenly, I heard someone knocking on the door downstairs, and the knocking was endless.

The knock on the door was very urgent, as if he was very impatient, and it was estimated that if he didn't respond, the people outside would slam the door.

Shen Xing felt really annoyed!

If "Immortal Joe" runs back, that's fine, but if other gangsters or "demons and monsters" come to the door, it's troublesome. I'm just a little octopus now, not enough for anyone else's chopsticks.

......

Shen Xing hurriedly went downstairs.

The people outside were still knocking on the door, as if they were going to smash it.

He shouted, "Who? It's closed, come back tomorrow." ”

But the people outside were very angry, not only did they not respond, but they were still smashing desperately, seriously suspecting that it might be the plainclothes of the patrol room that cousin Joanne said.

Shen Xing casually wrung up an empty wine bottle, which was regarded as a courageous man.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

He said, slowly opening the door.

I saw two people standing outside.

One is a dwarf winter melon in a police officer's uniform, and the other is a "gentleman" in a black dress and a black top hat, both of whom are foreigners.

The guy in the police uniform who knocked on the door desperately, when he saw Shen Xing come out, waved the stick in his hand and was about to smothering him three times on the head.

Thankfully, the black dress stopped him.

Shen Xing looked down.

This dwarf melon bastard looks a bit like an Indian, but there doesn't seem to be a country like India on this planet, and there is no geographical concept of India.

This dwarf winter melon police officer is supposed to be an Indian, from the Indian Plateau of the Eastern Continent.

Shen Xing understood now, it turned out that you were smashing the door of my house with a wooden stick, no wonder there was such a big movement.

Shen Xing hurriedly looked at the door to see if it had been smashed by him?

Thankfully not.

The "gentleman" in the black dress, who should have been forty or fifty years old, had a fair face, a pair of beautiful beards on his lips, and a cleanly shaved chin, and was a decent Westerner.

This made Shen Xing think of Lu Xiaofeng, who had four eyebrows.

This decent Westerner is the famous Inspector Hunter, and Shen Xing only learned the name of Inspector later.

Inspector Hunter grabbed the eager Indy Constable by the shoulder, told him to roll back, and strode in himself.

Shen Xing knew that this foreigner must be a big man, so he hurriedly stepped back and hid the empty bottle in his hand behind him.

Inspector Hunter looked at him carefully, and suddenly said sternly: "You are the murderer of many murders, we have finally caught you!"

"What are you kidding, do you have proof?"

"Isn't it?"

Inspector Hunter smiled coldly, and then deliberately glanced at Shen Xing's hand behind his back, and said again: "Otherwise, why are you a little weak-hearted, sneaky, in your Chinese words, you are a thief with a weak heart!"

Shen Xing wondered, "Why am I so weak-hearted? It's already closed, you guys are desperately smashing the door with wooden sticks, I asked who it is, and you still haven't responded, how do I know it's you, what if it's a gangster? Of course I have to be cautious." ”

"What's on your hands?" asked Inspector Hunter.

"Empty wine bottles. ”

Shen Xing showed him the empty bottle.

The Indy police officer behind the detective immediately interjected, "That could be the murder weapon." ”

Shen Xing was very unhappy, how could an empty wine bottle be a murder weapon, a villain who pointed to a deer as a horse, and a virtue on the earth.

Seeing that the detective was silent, he seemed to be waiting for himself to plead.

Shen Xing had no choice but to explain: "This is a weapon for my legitimate defense, if there are gangsters who break into the store to commit murder and robbery, I will use this to protect my rights, excuse me, this is not illegal, right?"

"Not breaking the law. The Inspector replied with a smirk.

The Indy police interjected again, "But Detective, in the No. 3 murder case, the deceased was killed by a wine bottle." ”

Shen Xing wanted to say something.

The Inspector had reached for the empty bottle.

Shen Xing handed it to him, "It's just an empty bottle, how can it be a murder weapon." ”

After Inspector Hunter took the bottle, he looked at it carefully, and suddenly frowned, as if he had thought of some important clue.

He sniffed with his nose again, probably feeling that something was wrong, the bottle seemed to have the smell of "devil".

He deliberately moved a few steps, put the bottle on the table, and then stood there quietly to observe it carefully.

Shen Xing almost couldn't hold back his laughter, thinking that the detective was like a funny actor, deliberately acting in order to scare me, as for it?

Inspector Hunter watched closely for more than a minute.

Suddenly, as if he were facing a great enemy, he jerked back several steps before he could stand still.

"What's going on?"

Shen Xing felt that he was like a psychopath, so afraid of an empty bottle, like a mouse suddenly meeting a cat.

The detective said solemnly, "Where did you get this wine bottle?"

Shen Xing turned around and pointed to the pile of empty bottles and said, "I just wrung one out of it, and I will sell you all if you want it." ”

"I'm not a rag collector, I seriously suspect that this wine bottle is a murder weapon now!"

"You have to have proof. Shen Xing reminded him.

The detective said seriously: "If I guess correctly, this empty bottle is either a monster or a seal!"

[Thanks] book friend "I am Zhou Xiaosen" 100 coins reward!