I studied beheading in a mental institution

The moment this strange fragrance appeared, with Fang Mo at the center, all the darkness within a radius of ten miles surged.

In a dark alleyway.

A twisted mannequin crawling on the ground like a spider suddenly raised its head high.

The black wig covered the pair of empty eyes, and its neck was twisted [-] degrees in one direction strangely. It froze for a long time like a sculpture in the dead and silent alleyway, as if thinking, as if wondering...

Finally, it turned around, like a human-shaped cockroach, and quickly crawled towards the place where the fragrance was.

……

In a dark classroom.

On the desk, the pencil hovering over the white paper is still drawing distorted lines, sometimes making circles, sometimes making crosses, like an invisible schizophrenic standing by the table, drawing something messily.

At the same time, the scalp-numbing voice still echoed in the classroom.

"If the man dies, circle the paper... If the man dies, circle the paper...

Pen Fairy... Pen Fairy...you are my past life, and I am your present..."

Suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly.

The pencil hovering over the white paper also freezes.

"It's so fragrant... so fragrant... I really want to eat it... I really want to eat it..."

The voice sounded again, but this time, the pencil did not continue to draw on the paper, but flew up in the air strangely. The tip of the pen was like a sharp blade, and it slammed into the classroom window and flew towards a certain direction.

Dark alleyways, deserted street corners, cabinets in old houses, dilapidated trash cans, the dark side of street lamps...

Pairs of eyes opened one after another, like a dying person who had been starving and thirsting in the desert for more than ten days, greedily looking at the direction of the strange fragrance, the originally peaceful street became strangely agitated.

……

above the tall building.

"Something is wrong." Shao Pingge seemed to have sensed something, "There is a 'mystery' in an area that seems to show signs of mass madness."

"It's over there on Commercial Street."

Lin Qiye frowned while perceiving the situation in the distance, "How could this be..."

Through the perception of mental power, Lin Qiye clearly saw the scene of Fang Mo beheading the rotten "Mystery", but was injured by the second "Mystery" sneak attack.

He had already noticed the "mysterious" approach of the second "Pond" state, but he didn't make a move. The main reason was that he believed that with Fang Mo's talent, he could avoid this blow. Some minor injuries are the only way to experience.

Everyone grows little by little from constant fighting and injuries. If he protects this group of recruits like a flower bud and prevents them from getting any harm, then they will never be able to truly grow.

But after Fang Mo was injured and bled, the chain reaction was somewhat beyond his expectation.

If he guessed correctly, the "mysteries" in that area were attracted by Fang Mo's blood, and they fell into agitation, but why could Fang Mo's blood attract them?

It is true that part of Lin Qiye's "miracle" blood flowed through Fang Mo's body, but Lin Qiye knew very well in his heart that even if it contained the blood of [Mortal God Realm], it would not be possible to have this effect, otherwise he would have died sooner or later. When I was in Cangnan, I was torn to pieces by the "mystery" of the riots.

"There are a lot of low-level 'mysteries' that are heading in one direction, and some high-level 'mysteries' hidden in that area are also ready to move... It seems that there are two 'Klein' level 'mysteries' that are also there chasing there...

Those few high-level 'mysteries' were shot earlier than expected. "

Shao Pingge closed his eyes, as if sensing the flow of "mysterious" breath, and said.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked solemnly at Chen Han beside him:

"You should do it."

"Ah."

Chen Han seemed to have been waiting for this moment a long time ago. With his right hand resting on the handle of the knife at his waist, two dim lights flashed in his eyes, and he stepped towards the nothingness beside the building.

The next moment, the figure in the military overcoat disappeared in place.

……

bridge hole.

A blood-stained straight knife was slowly pulled out from the blood-colored wolfhound's body.

Lu Baoyou stood beside the pool of blood, expressionlessly wiped away the blood on his cheeks, and the eyes that shone with red light gradually returned to normal.

"It's dead...boring."

Lu Baoyou put the straight knife back into the black box, and turned to look behind him. The little beggar was still sitting obediently on the ground, his eyes were tightly closed, and his pale cheeks were still trembling with fear.

Lu Baoyou was about to ask her to open her eyes, but then she silently closed her mouth as if thinking of something.

He first dragged the blood-colored wolfdog's body and threw it into the pile of wild grass beside him, then washed the blood on his cheek with stream water, cleaned the ground under the bridge hole, and waited until there was no more blood in sight, then he Only then sat back beside the extinguished bonfire, and said leisurely:

"Open your eyes."

Hearing this sound, the little beggar swallowed, put his hands in front of his face, and slowly opened his eyes.

She looked around worriedly, but she didn't see any trace of the blood-colored wolfhound, so she was relieved. She stayed in place for a long time before getting up and returning to the campfire.

"Then... what about that monster?"

"What monster?"

Lu Baoyou casually wiped out a flame with a match, and lit the extinguished bonfire. The faint flame danced in front of him, illuminating a corner of that stern face.

"It's that big dog with many eyes!"

"You read it wrong, there is no such thing." Lu Baoyou replied lightly.

"But……"

"To shut up."

"……Oh."

The little beggar hugged his feet aggrievedly.

It wasn't until the bonfire was completely lit that Lu Baoyou stood up from the ground, looked at the dark sky in the distance, and his eyes were faintly flickering with excitement.

"It turns out that there is still a 'mystery' hidden in Shangjing... It seems that the three-day vacation is not so boring."

He muttered to himself, lifted the black box beside him, and walked towards the dim city outside the bridge hole.

Seeing Lu Baoyou get up and leave, the little beggar was slightly taken aback.

"Where are you going?"

"Go out for a walk." Lu Baoyou turned around and glanced at her.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked back again.

"Close your eyes."

"Close your eyes again?"

"Close your eyes."

"……understood."

When the little beggar covered his eyes, Lu Baoyou reached out and wiped a few boulders beside the bridge opening, and an invisible god market quickly opened.

Those boulders shook, and a ferocious giant mouth suddenly opened in the solid rock cracks. At the same time, pairs of red eyes emerged from the surface of the stones, like a group of rock demons, waiting beside the bridge hole.

"Open your eyes." After finishing all this, Lu Baoyou said.

As soon as the little beggar opened her eyes, Lu Baoyou threw a ten-yuan note into her hand, turned around and walked into the darkness, a voice came slowly:

"When it's dawn, take the money to buy two boxes of instant noodles. I'll come back to eat tomorrow night."

The little beggar glanced at Lu Baoyou who had disappeared into the darkness, then at the crumpled ten-yuan note in his hand, and stood there blankly.