Finally, Niu Er found the rumored protagonist, a mysterious and strange person.

His face was covered with the traces of time, and his eyes were deep and sly.

A strange feeling swelled up in Niu Er's heart, as if this person was hiding an even more unfathomable secret.

"I've heard that you have a secret art of resurrecting the dead, is that true?" Niu Er asked expectantly.

The master nodded slowly, a mocking smile on his face.

His voice was low and cold, with a chilling eerie feeling.

"Yes, I have such a secret art in my possession. But it comes at a heavy price, are you ready? "There was a lot of banter and indifference in the host's voice.

Niu Er nodded without hesitation.

"Tell me what I need to do. As long as I can get the iron egg back, I am willing to do anything! Niu Er replied through gritted teeth.

The master's eyes became more gloomy, and he said a little mockingly: "It's a pity, it's too late." My mystic technique has a requirement to be used, you need to bring your child's corpse, and the time of death cannot exceed twenty-four hours. Only in this way can the dead be brought back to life. "

At some point, a light rain began to fall in the sky, and the raindrops fell on the broken floor tiles, making an extremely desolate sound.

The weeds on the side of the street swayed in the wind, as if to tell something.

"Are you kidding me?!!!" Niu Er roared angrily, he was in the dilapidated clearing, like a barrel of explosives that could explode at any moment, and his anger made him look fierce.

There was madness in his eyes, as if he was willing to seek the truth at the cost of his life.

"You asked me to retrieve the iron egg, but you told me it was too late, what does this mean?!" Niu Er's voice echoed in the empty streets, extremely harsh, and every word seemed to be the anger burning in his heart.

The master snorted coldly, his face looked hideous and terrifying in the dim light, "Do you think it's so easy to come back to life?" I didn't even find out the matter, I didn't even have a corpse, and I dared to come to me? I don't think you're sincere at all, and you'll never get your child back in your life! Don't get out of here! "

A cold wind blew from the other side of the street, taking away the master's words and Niu Er's sanity.

Without saying a word, he rushed forward, wanting to hit his master, his eyes widened, as if he was looking for that glimmer of light in the darkness before dawn.

However, more than a dozen strong men with big shoulders and round waists suddenly appeared in the room, and they all had sneers on their faces, as if they were enjoying Niu Er's despair.

"Drag him out for me." The master's voice was cold and deep, and his words were full of authority, like a high emperor calling the shots.

The strong men beat Niu Er hard, and his laughter echoed wildly in the rainy night.

Niu Er wailed in pain, his body rolling on the ground, but his eyes remained firm, as if all pain could not defeat him.

"Iron Dan'er, I'll find you." Niu Er said silently in his heart that he knew that he couldn't give up, he wouldn't give up.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the smell of decay in the air became stronger.

The streets are deserted, only closed doors and windows, as if to tell the indifference and cruelty of this world.

The owner returned to the house, and the ridicule on his face became more pronounced as he looked out the window at the rain.

"Perhaps, this is fate." He muttered to himself, his eyes full of sarcasm and mockery.

In the rainy night, Niu Er was lying on the ground, his body was trembling, his blood was flowing, and his eyes were fierce and abnormal.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight was like cold silver, sprinkled on the bleak street, reflecting the hideous face of Niu Er.

He viciously killed a black goat, its blood-red color eerie in the moonlight.

The blood flowed down Niu Er's hand and landed on the dry ground, making a strange sound.

"Is this what you want?" Niu Er shouted, his voice cracked and hoarse, with a thick sense of resentment and anger.

He sprinkled the blood of the black goat all around his master's house, the only curse he could do, a symbol of his endless hatred and anger at his master.

Inside the house, the owner heard the movement outside, and he slowly walked to the window, looking at the figure illuminated by the moonlight outside the window, and the sarcastic smile still hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think this will change something?" He said silently, his voice full of helplessness and sarcasm.

He looked at Niu Er and watched his crazy actions, but he sneered in his heart. He knew that this was just Niu Er's powerless struggle, and his ignorance and anger would only lead him to deeper despair.

Under the moonlight, Niu Er's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of malice.

His hands waved in the air, and every tear was like a wail in his heart, echoing in the night.

In the col at night, through the darkness, the blood red of the black goat is like a flower suddenly blooming in the dark.

Blood dripped down the bumpy stone path and flowed quietly around the owner's house like a stream.

In the darkness, a strange aura began to spread.

On the dark night, there was a strange movement in the bushes, as if countless invisible creatures were quietly gathering.

They emit a scalp-tinging cry, an ancient and mysterious language, heavy and cold, like a song from the depths of hell.

When the master heard this, his heart beat rapidly, his face turned extremely pale, and the sarcastic smile on his face had disappeared.

He tried to suppress the fear in his heart, and looked up at Niu Er outside the window, his eyes were full of horror and disbelief, "You... What did you do? Do you have a deal with a demon? ”

Niu Er's face looked even more gloomy in the moonlight, and his eyes were like burning flames and cold frost.

He didn't answer his master's question, just looked at him lightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked a hideous smile.

His hands danced in a strange way, as if he were chanting some incantation.

"You... You—" The master's voice trembled, and he tried to overcome his fear, but he found that he could not fight the horror.

His heart was beating like a mallet, his hands were cold and slightly wet, and his breathing became rapid and difficult.

He couldn't help but take a step back, his skin feeling like it was being wriggled by countless bugs. He looked up and saw the moon in the sky, it was a blood-red moon, as if it had been dyed red, staring at him coldly.

He began to miss the daytime sunshine, and he began to miss the Niu Er who used to smile at him.

However, everything has changed.