It's really hard to be a scumbag

Jiang Jiang and Yang Wan came out of the basement panting.

The strong smell of blood overflowed from the bag, frightening the onlookers who were standing at the door waiting for them to come out, and shrank back desperately for a while.Looking at their appearance, Jiang Jiang thought he was some kind of big devil.

Zhai Ding, who was the only one standing still, also had a delicate expression on his face. His eyes glanced at the bag Jiang Jiang was carrying, and then he said with a peaceful smile, "Jiang Jiang, Yang Wan, you are back. Didn't you go down empty-handed?" ? Why did you come up with something, and what about Qi Luoren?"

Jiang Jiang put down the bag and reached into the bag.

Pulling out a horizontal arm and putting it aside, Jiang Jiang groped inside for a while before taking out Qi Luo's head and showing it to Zhai Ding and the crowd behind Zhai Ding: "Isn't Qi Luo here?"

Zhai Ding's expression was almost unstoppable.

His eyes were full of solemnity, and after confirming that the other party's hand was indeed that not easy to mess with, Zhai Ding couldn't help staring at the young man.

The young man's face was slightly pale, and his beautiful and exquisite eyes sparkled, making people unable to see his real subtle emotions, but at the same time, he felt that his eyes were hazy, weak and affectionate.

However, it was such a weak boy with slender arms that Zhai Ding could suppress with a little effort, holding Qi Luo's head with a calm expression at this moment.

Zhai Ding could even see the scarlet blood still flowing, lingering along the broken part of Qi Luo's neck to the boy's white and tender fingers, and finally sliding down from the skeletal fingers all the way across the boy's forearm.

The sharp contrast between the dazzling crimson and the dazzling white forearm made Zhai Ding stunned for a moment, as if seeing a goblin born by sucking blood.

The next moment, he suddenly came back to his senses.

Taking two steps back abruptly, Zhai Ding's expression was uncertain.

He stared at the bewildered young man with a solemn and vigilant heart.

When the other party appeared in front of him for the first time, he also looked so dazed and naive that he unknowingly relaxed his vigilance as a saboteur when facing the other party.

Even when he found out that the boy was different from the scumbag in the plot, and was probably the tasker under the Lord God, he didn't kill him immediately.

Zhai Ding's face darkened, and he had some guesses about the boy's ability.

Among other things, the other party must be very good at charming people!

Otherwise, how could a veteran destroyer like him who has experienced many worlds have been unable to do so until now!

The expression on Zhai Ding's face changed several times.

Jiang Jiang was already tired of holding his head, and the blood that flowed down seemed to be spiritual. It slid to his forearm and kept on slipping into Jiang Jiang's clothes as if defying gravity.

Jiang Jiang shook his hands, quickly stuffed his head into the bag, took his arm and pressed it on Qi Luo's head, finally took out a tissue on one side, and roughly wiped off the red and strange blood on his arm.

"If you have nothing else to ask." Jiang Jiang threw the blood-stained tissue into the trash can, then picked up the bag containing the body again: "Then I'll dig a hole."

Zhai Ding didn't know what he was thinking and didn't answer.

The others looked at Jiang Jiang as disrespectful, and they all looked at Jiang Jiang tremblingly and dared not speak.

Jiang Jiang glanced at them, said nothing more, and walked out of the villa.

He went to the edge of the familiar grove, picked a treasure spot with good geomantic omen, and put the bag on it.

After that, they went back and forth several times, and all the corpses were carried out.

By the time it was done, the sky was already a little dark.

Jiang Jiang hesitated for a while, thinking that Qi Luo's body was not a bone like other people's. If it was left outside like this and cleaned up tomorrow, not to mention whether the body would be raised at night, it would be a problem if a wild beast was recruited.

Thinking of this, he sighed, and reluctantly went back to get the small shovel.

After he dug the hole and buried Qi Luo's body in a human shape, it was already dark all around.

Jiang Jiang wiped his forehead, and when he looked up, he saw dark clouds and deep clouds in the sky, and there was no moonlight or starlight, only the gusts of wind that accompanied the night.

Jiang Jiang exhaled, grabbed the small shovel and turned to look at Yang Wan: "We are busy, let's go back quickly."

Yang Wan never left.

Jiang Jiang could see that she was scared, and felt guilty for delaying the other party for so long.

"En." Yang Wan's voice remained the same, but his tone seemed to be a little different.

Jiang Jiang didn't think much, just thought that the other party was tired, so he walked over and stretched out his hand: "Thanks for your hard work, if it weren't for you, I would still be carrying corpses underground. It's so dark now, and you are tired, so just grab I'll go."

Yang Wan didn't reach out his hand immediately, he didn't know if he was hesitating or reacting a bit slowly.

It took a few minutes before she raised her hand without saying a word, but she didn't put it in Jiang Jiang's palm, but took the initiative to hold Jiang Jiang tightly, wrapping Jiang Jiang's hand completely.

Jiang Jiang didn't pay attention to these details. After seeing Yang Wan grasping himself, he reminded Yang Wan to pay attention to his feet, and then turned on the flashlight to walk back.

Yang Wan was probably really tired, so he didn't speak along the way.

Most of Jiang Jiang's attention was devoted to exploring why Qi Luo committed suicide, and he was not in the mood to say anything.

They walked on dully.

As they advanced, the continuous dark clouds in the sky behind them dissipated little by little, revealing the bright and bright moon that was covered.

The bright moon is like a tulle, covering the gloomy forest.

It also reflects the shadows that exist on the ground.

Jiang Jiangzhao's shadow on the ground was indistinguishable from his figure, but Yang Wan behind him—had no shadow.

Stepping into the villa, Jiang Jiang subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

However, although Yang Wan's hand didn't hurt him, it was so tight that he couldn't pull it out.

Jiang Jiang came back to his senses, he turned his head and saw Yang Wan walking in from the outside.

The warm lights in the villa shone on her, and her calm pupils suddenly lit up.

"Uh-huh???"

Before Jiang Jiang could speak, Yang Wan looked at his hands in a daze.

Her mind was in a mess, she stared at her hand and said, "How, how did I grab you?"

Jiang Jiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You were sleepwalking just now? We all walked back and you found out? Okay, let go. I just dug a hole and haven't washed my hands yet. Don't get your hands dirty."

After hearing his words, Yang Wan quickly let go, and then explained: "It's okay, I don't mind."

Jiang Jiang waved his hand indifferently: "You don't mind, I don't mind, thank you for today, go back to sleep, I was so sleepy just now that you were sleepwalking."

His last sentence seemed to be teasing, Yang Wan muttered a few words, but did not refute.

She did feel extremely tired, so she didn't greet Jiang Jiang politely, raised her hand to say good night, and walked towards the elevator.

Jiang Jiang still had dirt on his hands, so he didn't want to wait until he returned to his room to wash, so he went straight to the bathroom.

He walked down the corridor, went straight to the bathroom, and pushed open the door.

The bathroom is brightly lit.

Jiang Jiang didn't think much, and walked out after washing his hands.

When he stepped out, the sensor light in the bathroom behind him turned off automatically, sinking into darkness.

Stretching, Jiang Jiang, who was tired from digging, went back to the room slowly.

He walked all the way back to the room, and there was a sudden pause when he opened the door.

Because he only realized now that the people next door to his room seemed to be dead.

Sandwiched in the middle of the room where someone died, even if Jiang Jiang didn't think about it, he still felt a little hairy.

Especially now that the upstairs rooms are all empty, and the tourists inside dare not disperse and gather in the lobby.

Jiang Jiang shivered, and immediately didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he quickly opened the door and got in.

After locking the door, Jiang Jiang heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and went to take a shower with his clothes on.

After a busy day, Jiang Jiang was so tired that he couldn't keep his eyes open after soaking in the bathtub.

In the warm bathroom, amidst the hazy mist, Jiang Jiang rubbed his eyes, but still felt tired.

This tiredness is vaguely familiar, it seems a little familiar.

Jiang Jiang's brain turned sluggishly in a daze. He didn't want to understand where he had felt it before, and he had already fallen into a deep sleep.

His breathing became even, and his body leaning against the bathtub slid down involuntarily.

The next moment, the water in the pool was choppy.

In Jiang Jiang's bathroom alone, an invisible presence fixed his waist to keep him from slipping into the water.

The water in the pool fluctuated all night.

The shrill bell kept ringing.

Jiang Jiang's sleeping consciousness was awakened.

Feeling a little unwell, he couldn't help hissing softly, then dazedly reached out and grabbed the alarm clock by the bedside, squinting his eyes to see the time.

The time on the alarm clock was fixed at ten o'clock.

In other words, Jiang Jiang, who usually wakes up at seven or eight o'clock, slept until ten o'clock today.

Jiang Jiang's brain reacted blankly for a while, and then he became sober in a daze.

Turning off the alarm clock, Jiang Jiang was wondering why he woke up so late today, while preparing to get up with his waist.

However, as soon as his upright body moved, he fell back on the bed again.

Jiang Jiang groaned.

He stretched out his hands and rubbed his waist, and felt that his waist was like a kidney deficiency after a liver burst, it was not his own.

And apart from the waist, it seems that there are other places that are also abnormal.

Jiang Jiang couldn't help thinking that something was wrong, he would be fully refreshed now, and he would look at his body after pulling off the quilt.

However, unlike what he had imagined, although he was not wearing any clothes, his body was clean and tender, without any red spots or bruises.

This made him stunned.

There are clear abnormalities at the waist and there, but there is nothing abnormal about the body.

What is this operation?

Could it be that he had a dream last night, and then touched himself like sleepwalking in reality?

This can explain why he is only uncomfortable in these places, but his body is very clean. After all, he can't chew himself.

—but is that something he would do? ? ?

Jiang Jiang always felt that he was not that kind of pervert, but apart from this reason, he really couldn't think of any factors that caused his poor experience.

Falling into self-doubt, Jiang Jiang was full of question marks, got up, got dressed, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

He packed up, and then continued to leave the room in a daze.

When the door of the room was closed, there was no one in the room.

The next moment, the closed bathroom door suddenly opened.

The bathroom was still the same as last night, a pool of water was accumulated in the bathtub, and the floor was full of water marks.

However, as the bathroom door opened, he leaned on the mop beside him and moved by himself.

After the mop diligently mopped up the water on the floor, the fixture under the bathtub suddenly loosened as if being pulled by someone.

The clear water was mixed with white turbidity, and finally all flowed down.

When the last drop of water was exhausted, the bathroom door was closed again.