Taoist fast crossing

Si Qingyan woke up from a bedroom.

There is no light in the room, and it is very tidy. The floor textures fit perfectly. The bed sheets and pillows are similar to the color of the room. The overall style is biased towards retro European style.

There is no residual memory, and the soul disappears very cleanly.

Si Qingyan began to calculate with the blood of the current body.

Lan Sifeier, 21 years old, a son of aristocrat, works as a detective in Dongcheng District Police Station.

Things started half a month ago.

Lansfield has always been calm and self-possessed, and he only wants to make some political achievements, to prove that he is different from other people in his family who only know that he has to eat and wait to die under the shadow of his ancestors, and has never been involved with any women.

Half a month ago, a pink love letter appeared on his desk, writing the time and place, inviting him on a date.

Lan Sifeier was not interested in this, so he threw the love letter into the trash can.

Since the agreed time was at night and the location was very remote, out of his sense of responsibility as an agent, he was worried that the other party would be in danger.

Lan Sifeier went to the agreed place and wanted to reject the other party.But no one was there.

When he turned to leave, he heard the sound of a woman's high heels.

Neither fast nor slow, has been following behind him, the distance is not far.When he turned his head, he couldn't see the other party.

Since then, he always felt that someone was following him, and after asking his colleagues for help, it was useless.

The sound of high heels can only be heard by himself, and every day, he can find a love letter in various places, with a word of love written on it, and the color of the love letter is gradually getting darker.

Lan Sifeier tried to ask the people around him for help, describing the love letter, but what he said became another content, and he couldn't express it in words.

When the love letter turned blood red, he saw the shadow that had been following him...

It was a girl in a white dress, with an exquisite and perfect face, but her eyes were pierced by two red roses, making her look horrifying, and two lines of blood and tears dripped from her cheeks onto the dress, making her face mottled.

She leaned in and kissed it with mad love.

Then, Lance Fell disappeared.

So, never go out alone late at night.

It happened right here in this apartment without leaving any traces.

Lan Sifeier slept on the bed as usual, and no one knew his fear before death.

Can't save myself.

There was a faint scent of roses in the room, mixed with a strange smell of blood, which seemed very rich.

Love letters also disappeared.

Si Qingyan sat up from the bed, and calculated Lance Feier's life and death.

Great evil.

The soul is still there.

I can save it again.

It is past midnight.

Si Qingyan put on a long black trench coat and a black jazz hat that men of this era often wear, and put a bunch of keys into his pocket.It was raining outside, so he turned back and got a long black umbrella.

The sound of boots landing was clear and obvious, and he didn't bother to cover it up.

As soon as the spiritual eyes were opened, most of the areas in sight were shrouded in black smoke.

Si Qingyan frowned, with so much yin, the world must be very uneasy.

He finally saw the blood.

The blood that cannot be seen with the naked eye is very clear now, tick-tock, it should be flowing from the girl's eyes.

Spread in unknown directions.

Si Qingyan walked along the bloodstains. Along the way, he saw some noble and elegant people (?) walking in that direction.

Those people were surrounded by thick or light Yin Qi, and Si Qingyan copied it. All the characteristics of living people in the body were suppressed in an instant, without breathing, heartbeat, or body temperature.

The destination is a tall and gorgeous black castle with dense rose gardens underneath.

Lush, dangerous, mysterious, bloody.

"Mr. Downs is holding a banquet tonight. I don't know what novelty will appear. It is worth looking forward to." The woman in a black dress has a graceful figure. If her hands are not broken at the same time, she may be even more beautiful.A pair of beautiful, white hands in black velvet gloves handed over the invitation as they passed by.

"That will surely not disappoint you, beautiful lady." The welcome guest was a middle-aged gentleman wearing a tall jazz hat.

Si Qingyan suddenly remembered that she did not have an invitation letter.

So, next, who is so lucky to provide him with an invitation letter?

In the dark forest outside the castle, a man covered in bandages (?) passed by, and he felt as if something dangerous was staring at him.

Turning around, the black umbrella handle hit the bandage man (?) on the head with a force it shouldn't have endured.

He thought to himself, I am already dead, why do I still faint?

Si Qingyan took his newly obtained invitation card, opened the umbrella again, and blended into the crowd as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, Mr. Garcia, what's wrong with you? Your handsomeness and elegance make me feel ashamed. I didn't expect you to be such an outstanding nobleman. I really can't recognize you." The welcoming tone was extremely enthusiastic, and he bent down to invite Si Qing Yan goes in.

"En." Si Qingyan only replied one word respectfully.

The welcome was not surprised, he had to welcome the next guest.

The interior is extremely luxurious, with ladies and gentlemen coming and going with red wine glasses, even looking for a dance partner under the gentle music, shaking their bodies.If you can ignore the dissected abdomens, fallen internal organs, broken heads, and dripping blood of some guests... this must be a sensational noble banquet.