I am super fuzzy and I am the top of the underworld [entertainment circle]

They landed on the roof, and Yang Aiguo and Qiong Ren jumped off the civet's back.

Wan Man's eyes were fierce, and her eyes were green, but she turned around after she transformed into a human.

"Uh……"

As a policeman, Yang Aiguo shaved his head, so the degree of victimization was relatively shallow. Qiong Ren's beautiful soft curly hair was covered with the hair she lost, which looked like he was wearing a fur hat. Not to mention, it was cute.

Qiong Ren was expressionless and slightly condemned, silently plucking the animal hair on his head, Wan Man stretched out his paw, and said shamelessly, "I'll get it for you."

Qiong Ren: "No need."

He took out a piece of clothes from his pocket, which was cut from the mantis man: "Which room do you smell that smells like this?"

Wan Man: "You treat me like a dog."

Qiong Ren: "How is it possible?"

It's just an inspector civet.

Wan Man snatched the clothes from him and sniffed them carefully. Her face changed into the original appearance of a civet cat, and she was still dressed as a fashion witch below her head. The high heels were 12 cm long, and the heels were as sharp as ice picks. Great impact.

She remembered the smell on the mantis man: "Come with me."

Although wearing high heels, but walking without a sound, this is the special ability of monsters.

Yang Aiguo suddenly stopped in his tracks: "Qiong Ren, you are an ordinary citizen, it's better not to take part in the murder hunt. What if you get injured?"

Wan Man folded his hands: "Come on, he won't die even if you die ten times. Haven't you heard of it? Gathering one Qiong Ren can summon seven Hades."

She felt very dissatisfied: "I am also an ordinary person, how can your Yangshi police order me to do this and that with peace of mind?"

Unlike the Panda Jing who has been working in the Special Affairs Department, Wan Man works in the underworld all year round and does not regard himself as a demon in the underworld.

Qiong Ren ignored the conversation between the two of them, "Wan Man finds out the person first, and the rest depends on the situation."

Wanman nodded and said yes.

Although Qiong Ren is an out-and-out ordinary person, he somehow became the little leader of the three-person team.

She followed the mantis man's scent and led them around the building. The elevator here had to swipe the card to go up and down, and they could only take the stairs.

Walking, Wanman stopped.

"It's on this floor..." Wan Man's nose twitched, "In addition to the smell of Mantis Man, there is also a strong smell of ink. The manuscript of "Almighty Idol Dora" was drawn with a pen dipped in water, without using a digital tablet. Here The ink smell is very mixed and strong."

She nodded to confirm her thoughts: "It must be on this floor, you wait, I'll go and have a look."

Qiong Ren shook his head: "Separation in horror movies is the beginning of misfortune. We don't know each other's abilities yet. Let's go together and keep a little distance. You have to be in the sight of Officer Yang and me."

Yang Aiguo: "Yes. When you don't know the truth about the prisoner, it's best not to spread your strength."

The three of them pushed forward bit by bit in this floor until the end of the corridor. Wanman stopped in front of the last door and pointed to the two of them.

She stretched out her long nails, inserted through the crack of the door, and cut off the lock directly.

As if those were not nails but laser knives.

Yang Aiguo and Qiong Ren went over immediately, and Wan Man had already entered the door, she stepped halfway up, and then she didn't move, she stretched her hand backwards and waved wildly.

The two rushed to the door to have a look, and they were all stunned.

The scene in the house was particularly eerie.

Manuscript paper was scattered all over the place, traces of ink could be seen everywhere, the sofa, floor, and clothes were stained with ink of various colors, I don't know if it should be called artistic or messy.

The layout of the house is also very strange. There are curtains hanging on the left and right sides. The room is rectangular and there is no bathroom. It doesn't look like a place where people live.

At the huge work table sat a skeleton, holding a dip pen with a dry tip.

Wan Man went over to look through the sketches, and said, "It's Dora's draft. Wan Yucheng likes to ask me to tell him Dora's story before going to bed. The plot of this draft just follows the next chapter."

If you don't look at this motionless bone, this place is like an ordinary manga author's home, but with this bone, Wanman feels that Dora's comics are more yin.

It looks better than before.

"This is our underworld artist," Wan Man muttered in a low voice, "Our "Compendium of Torture Instruments" has been supporting the creation of literature and art in the underworld, but I never thought that the king of inspiration is actually a bone."

She lowered her head, took a deep sniff at the spine of the bone, and said, "The marrow smell of this bone has faded, it's not just dead, it's been a few years at least."

Yang Aiguo looked at the lines on the drawing and said, "It's only half done. He doesn't move now, is he pretending to be dead? Or is it that he can move freely only during certain periods of time or under certain conditions."

Qiong Ren suddenly remembered the picture he had seen somewhere, under the moonlight, blood and flesh gradually appeared on the bones, and the moonlight was covered by clouds, and the flesh and blood melted like morning dew.

"someone is coming!"

As a monster, Wan Man has very good ears. When she heard someone approaching this way, she immediately reminded her in a low voice.

The three of them reacted quickly, without exchanging a word, they each found a place to hide in.

Qiong Ren got into the closet. The clothes in the closet had obviously not been worn for a long time, exuding a stale smell, with the smell of paint rushing into his nose, which made him miss the mint and strawberry scent on Hades' body.

The quality of the wardrobe is very poor, and the door does not close tightly, showing a crack.

Qiong Ren looked through the crack, and opened the floor-to-ceiling curtain directly opposite him alone.It turned out that that place was not a window at all, but a retractable iron gate.

Behind the iron gate is a row of half-new and not old sofas, and there is a door on the left side, through which the person came in. It is estimated that he has not noticed that outsiders have entered the room.

It can be regarded as a crooked attack.

The visitor was not tall, about twenty, with a handsome face, but without too many characteristics, it was the kind of face that made people unable to remember the specific appearance.

After he entered the door, he went straight to the workbench and stepped on a light.Qiong Ren and the others hadn't noticed that there was such a lamp on the top of the white bone just now. The lamp cap was woven and looked like a wooden material.

The light was shining yellow and warm, and flesh and blood grew layer by layer on the bones, gradually turning into a man in his thirties.

Qiong Ren had only seen this person an hour ago in the photo provided by Yang Aiguo, and it was Jin Woo.

Young man asks, "How do you feel today?"

Jin Yu: "It's not good, I have no inspiration, I can't write it, I want to die."

The young man sighed and said, "It's a pity that the brats were taken away by the police. Otherwise, when you eat them, you will be inspired."

Jin Yu suppressed his anger, and said word by word: "I don't eat people."

The young man said: "I know you don't eat people. I have prepared a civet cat that has just transformed for you. The civet cat can be farmed and sold. You don't have to worry about it."

Jin Yu obviously couldn't accept this argument, he wanted to say it again, but was stopped by the young man.

"Shh - why did I smell animals." The young man turned his eyes and rubbed his nose, "Didn't you hear someone come in?"

Jin Yu looked away unnaturally, and said, "No, this smell is left by the driver."

His attitude immediately made Qiong Ren, Yang Aiguo, and Wan Man realize that these two people are definitely not in the same mind, otherwise Jin Yu would not need to help them cover it up.

The young man's trust in Jin Yu was very low. Hearing Jin Yu's assurance, he immediately raised his wrist and threw out a yellow talisman. The yellow talisman seemed to have the function of automatic pathfinding, and it was stuck in the center of the room.

Qiong Ren's pupils shrink suddenly, Wan Man will suffer!

Sooner or later, the low cabinet where Wan Man was hiding burst open, and a huge civet cat appeared in the room.

The young man withdrew to the iron gate, closed it tightly, and threw in the talisman as if he didn't want money, muttering something in his mouth.

Qiong Ren rushed out from the cabinet and said loudly: "Stop him!"

Yang Aiguo is worthy of being an old criminal police officer. He immediately understood Qiong Ren's intentions, and went out from the door that Wan Man broke the lock, and blocked the other door. The door goes out.

The mantra chanted by the young man was obviously aimed at Wanman, and Wanman was turning violently in place, seemingly in great pain.

Jin Yu shouted anxiously: "His spell is very powerful, please shut him up!"

Shut up?

Qiong Ren remembered the strong wind on the road, it seemed that there would be strong wind in Hecheng at night, and now he could hear the whine of the high-rise buildings blown by the strong wind.

Might have to gamble on luck.

Qiongren remembered that Hades had told him that if it was his wish, then God would listen.

He picked up the stool and prayed silently in his heart: "I don't know which god is in charge of blowing the wind, please make sure it blows in the right place!"

Qiong Ren finished praying in a hurry, raised the stool and threw it as hard as he could, and the window facing the iron gate shattered.

Jin Yu shouted: "What are you doing? You can't run anywhere, it's very dangerous."

The young man didn't understand what he wanted to do, and he continued to chant the spell. Once the spell was completed, the civet would temporarily go mad and help him kill everyone.

The strong wind squeezed in through the narrow window with the sound of whining wind.

It was a rectangular room, and all the wind suddenly blew towards the young man who was chanting a spell.

"Ah! My manuscript paper!" Jin Yu hurriedly grabbed it, his body turned into bones as soon as he left the range of the light.

Qiong Ren showed a relaxed smile on his face: "It seems that I am lucky!"

He rushed to Wan Man's side in three steps, and stroked her back along the spine.

Blown by the wind, the black, white and white animal fur leaped joyfully at the young man, covering his head and face.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The voice of the young man chanting the mantra stopped immediately, he covered his throat and coughed desperately, and started sneezing after two coughs.

Seeing this scene, Jin Yu suddenly realized: "He is allergic to pet hair!"

"Almighty Idol Dora" is a beautiful girl fighting manga, Jin Yu has drawn countless battle scenes, either funny or bloody, but this is the first time he knows that there is actually a way to defeat the enemy in the world...

Qiong Ren covered his mouth and nose with one hand, like an emotionless combing machine, and the room was like a snowfall. The young man's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were covered with hair, and his throat was also covered with hair.

When he sneezed, he would subconsciously inhale, and as soon as he inhaled, he sucked in a mouthful of hair, which almost suffocated him on the spot.

Jin Yu looked at Qiong Ren in surprise, and suddenly thumped his palm: "Ah, you look like Dora! A city hero who fights crime in the dark."

Qiong Ren didn't bother to pay attention to him, and when he saw that the enemy lost his combat power, he immediately tore up the yellow talisman, and Wan Man immediately returned to his human form.

She smiled softly, showing her sharp teeth, and with a swipe of her claws, she cut through the iron fence, grabbed the young man's hair, and her hands were fluffy. She quickly pulled the young man into a bald head.

The scalp is swollen and covered with blood.

She released the young man and opened the door to Yang Aiguo.

Qiong Ren watched and shook his head: "Hey, it's too violent, unlike me, who always convinces people with virtue."

Yang Aiguo happened to hear this sentence, and couldn't help thinking of Guo Yuan being beaten by Qiong Ren.

This young man should be thankful that Qiong Ren gave up the opportunity to beat him up to his angry mother, otherwise, this man would probably have broken a dozen bones by now.

When the Special Affairs Department of Hecheng arrived, the prisoner had already been caught.

Jin Yu lamented: "It's not my making up that the police force always arrives after the incident is over, it's the reality."

Jin Yu had long been looking forward to being rescued, and as soon as the young man was punished, he couldn't wait to complain.

The man's name is Jesse Feng, and he's Jin Woo's editor.Before Jin Yu was alive, he was urged to write by Feng Jiexi every day, and Jin Yu was abruptly urged out of the editor with PTSD.

After finally dying suddenly, he thought that he would be far away from the hell life of rushing and rushing to draft, but who would have thought that Feng Jiexi would not let go of the cartoonist he was in charge of at all.

Feng Jiexi uses magic to force Jin Yu to stay in the mortal world to finish the manuscript. People can die, their flesh can rot, and their bone marrow can be exhausted, but the manuscript must be drawn.

When Jin Yu talked about the emotional part, tears flowed down like a small river.

"Is it easy for me? I have to write an outline based on the structure, and I have to do the plot, and I have to draft and color. Even if the amount of updates is not large, the workload can kill me. I want to ask an assistant to help me. He disagreed with everything, saying that the color on the line drawn by the assistant has no soul. He is the editor-in-chief of the comic platform, if he disagrees, my comics will not be available online, I have no choice but to submit.”

Jin Yu thumped the table, and the dip pen was stuck on the workbench.

"When I died suddenly, I only had happiness and peace in my heart. I finally died, and I don't have to be urged by Feng Jiexi anymore.

"but!"

Jin Yu stood up in grief and indignation. In order to allow himself to stand properly, he supported the lamp cap with ballet hands so that he could bathe in the light. "He didn't even let the dead go. He learned the evil method somewhere and refined me into what I am now. I can't go anywhere. If the painting doesn't satisfy him, he will move the lamp away. , forcing me to watch the best film and television works."

Yang Aiguo: "This is not punishment."

Jin Yu yelled: "What do you know? He only shows me 10 minutes at a time, and turns off when he sees the most exciting part. If I close my eyes, he will play radio dramas for me, and when the plot reaches its climax, it will be turned off." Lower the volume, the tape can be heard, but it can't be heard clearly, I am almost driven crazy by him.

"He will also recite the lines of my works when I was a student aloud. That is black history, and I don't want to be mentioned by anyone!"

Yang Aiguo felt his excitement, but to be honest, he didn't quite understand it, maybe this is art...

The River City Special Affairs Department gave Feng Jiexi a confession potion, and he confessed that he learned the evil method from the Internet, downloaded and printed the talismans from the Internet, and made this special lamp by himself.

The people from the Hecheng Special Affairs Department were speechless.

This kind of high-end technology that lights up the flesh and blood and seals the soul in the bone is actually self-taught, which is unscientific.

It is not easy to draw a talisman, and if you make a wrong stroke, the entire talisman will be invalid. If the printed one can be used normally, then why are they still working hard to practice.

Yang Aiguo asked: "Will Dora absorb readers' luck? How did you do it?"

Jessie Feng, who has taken the confession potion, answers all questions.

"In the background, those lucks turned into that lamp."

Jin Woo pointed at Dora's equipment super positively and said, "This, this!"

In order to avoid being discovered by knowledgeable people, and to prevent Jin Yu from being passive and slow in harming others, Feng Jiexi would personally mix luck-absorbing talismans in various places of the drawing. The talismans were so small that even Feng Jiexi Xi himself doesn't even remember where it got mixed up.

After Jin Yu's sudden death, Jessie Feng was very angry. "Dora the Almighty Idol" was the most popular work in his hand. He was the first audience of this comic. Discussing the plot and storyboard with Jin Yu, including Dora's usual clothes, and her appearance as an idol, all of which have Jessie Feng participating.

Although Jin Yu is the author, Feng Jiexi always feels that he is Dora's biological father.

Feng Jiexi forcibly copied the keys of Jin Yu's house for the convenience of urging the manuscript. Jin Yu died suddenly and lost contact. He immediately rushed to the door, only to see Jin Yu's body.

At that time, his first thought was not to call 120 or 110, and it was not to find a crematorium, but to search on his mobile phone for how to bring the dead back to life like a bewitched man.

He accidentally clicked on a website and left his phone number on the customer service page. Within 2 minutes, a person nicknamed Mr. Yu added his WeChat and sent him a gift package of evil magic talismans.

He also expressed considerately that he just wants to give hope to all those who have lost their relatives and friends. He does not need Jessie Feng to pay any price, and Jessie Feng does not need to pay them any compensation.

Jessie Feng disposes of Jin Yu's body suspiciously.

As a result, as he expected, he got a cartoonist who couldn't run or fight.

Jin Yu also tried several times to include distress messages in comics, but Feng Jiexi carefully reviewed the drafts, and Jin Yu's attempts have so far failed. The only place where he succeeded in fighting was getting Feng Jiexi to agree to use a less powerful talisman, so there is no Killed.

Wan Man folded his hands and sneered: "Forget it, where is his kindness, it is obvious that the talisman must be hidden so that it will not be discovered by experts, but once it is reduced to the extent that experts cannot recognize it, its effect will be greatly reduced. "

Jessie Feng once made a handmade Dora keychain by herself, and put it on sale in the new issue as a limited gift.

The talisman in this keychain was relatively large, and it happened to be picked up by that unlucky Miao Zheyan.However, because Miao Zheyan liked the keychain so much and always carried it with him, the surface of the talisman quickly became worn out, and instead he escaped a catastrophe.

Wan Man: "Mr. Yu told you to trick my son into feeding Jin Yu?"

Feng Jiexi is neither afraid nor regretful: "Jin Yu's inspiration is exhausted, the quality of painting and the plot are not as good as before, he is not a human being now, he can think 24 hours a day, he should do better. He let me down, I can only ask Mr. Yu for help. Mr. Yu said that the King of Inspiration certainly wants to eat boys and girls, and he also said that he can provide me with little monsters, which are in line with the characteristics of boys and girls, and don't have to worry about disposing of the corpses.

"The goods are provided by Mr. Yu, and the delivery person is also arranged by Mr. Yu. I am only responsible for receiving the goods."

Lian Qingquan's cell phone rang.

He saw the words Mr. Yu on the screen, and picked up the phone with difficulty.

In the middle of the night last night, he was slapped several times by his neighbor. He was dizzy and fainted on the ground for a long time. When he returned to the rental house, he stepped on the empty stairs and fell from the top. His whole body was bruised and purple. pain.

He was reluctant to spend money to go to the hospital, and he had to save the money to buy better things, chemicals that could make him forget his humiliation and illness and bring him supreme joy.

"He's very happy today."

Mr. Yu's voice is very ordinary, neither unpleasant nor pleasant, but his tone is very special, and even Qingquan feels scared every time he hears him speak.

"I've been happy all day." Mr. Yu sighed, "It seems that you really don't have any weight in his heart."

Lian Qingquan became anxious: "Didn't you say that he was very sad last night?"

Mr. Yu said calmly: "It was just a few minutes of uncomfortable live broadcast."

"I can go on TV." Lian Qingquan was afraid of Mr. Yu's calm tone. He felt that Mr. Yu's voice would still be so calm when he tore people into pieces.

"As long as things get worse, my name will be tied to him," Lian Qingquan was eager to prove his worth, "Even if he doesn't take me seriously, he will definitely feel disgusted. I can disgust him , Mr. Yu, you trust me."

"I can also disclose that I have a drug addiction on TV, and even when the drug addiction occurs on the spot, others will see that Qiong Ren's father is me. For Qiong Ren..."

"Enough!" Mr. Yu's tone suddenly became irritable.

Even Qingquan's style is too low, even if Qiong Ren could be disgusted by this method, Mr. Yu would not feel happy.

Watching Qiong Ren being betrayed by his biological father, hated by his adoptive mother, and tortured by family affection is a pleasant pleasure.

It's another thing to watch Joon Ren get stalked by slugs.

Mr. Yu faintly regretted it, and felt that it was a failure for him to find Lian Qingquan.

"From now on, you can just take care of yourself." Mr. Yu's voice became calm and gentle again, and then hung up the phone.

Although Lian Qingquan was afraid of Mr. Yu, he was even more afraid that there would be no drug funds. He called back and was told that he had dialed an empty number. Looking at the phone call records, the three words Mr. Yu had been erased from his phone. .

He blinked his dazed eyes desperately, and gradually realized that if Mr. Yu was not his fantasy, then he must have seen a ghost.

He remembered that he had added Mr. Yu's WeChat.

A few weeks ago, he searched the Internet for how to avenge his rich and powerful son and ex-wife, and accidentally clicked on a consulting website, and it was through that website that he met Mr. Yu.

Lian Qingquan didn't want to give up on the benefactor, so he immediately sent a WeChat message to try to change Mr. Yu's decision.There was no response from the other side, and when he sent the second message, he saw a red circle, and he was blocked by Mr. Yu.

"It's over, it's over." Lian Qingquan muttered to himself while holding his mobile phone, feeling scared for a while, Mr. Yu is not hallucinating, then he really saw a ghost.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Internet ghost hid in the WeChat message and sent it to Mr. Yu's mobile phone.

Fortunately, Mr. Yu didn't block the blacklist in time, otherwise he would not be able to get through.

In fact, he could also swim through the telephone line, but this is a call from a ghost, and he is afraid that the ghost over there will find out his movements.

After arriving at Mr. Yu's mobile phone, he didn't rush out of the WeChat message, but secretly sent a location to Hades.

After the location was successfully sent, the Internet ghost couldn't help being curious. In order to complete the task assigned by the king of hell, he quietly stayed in Lian Qingquan's mobile phone for a day, and he hadn't gone out to play pranks for more than 20 hours.

Now that the task was completed, he couldn't hold back his natural desire to make trouble, and secretly poked his eyes out of the phone.

He was cautious and cautious, let his left eye float out of the phone screen first, and looked around.

This place is a temple, or a very mixed temple.

There are new and old statues, and the time span is more than a hundred years. The gods in the temple are headed by Songzi Guanyin. There are not only the kitchen gods, door gods, Guan Gong, and the gods of wealth in folk beliefs, but also the Taoist Sanqing.

In such a wonderful temple, there are so many gods enshrined, and each statue, whether new or old, is actually exquisitely made.

"You brat."

A male voice sounded lightly.

The Internet ghost was terrified and subconsciously wanted to run away, but his eyes were blocked by two fingers and he couldn't move.

He felt desperate, but suddenly saw a little red.

A piece of red lotus petals drifted slowly, cutting off the two fingers covering his eyes.I dropped my finger on the phone and rolled it twice, but the fracture did not bleed and turned into a mud tire.

Hades is here!

The Internet ghost regained his spirits, and looked around, and it wasn't just Hades who came.Accompanied by him were Emperor Song and King Qin Guang in uniforms, followed by many officials of the underworld, city gods, Yin messengers, and You Xing.

Mr. Yu, who had two broken fingers, showed a gentle smile: "I didn't steal the incense and divine power of the underworld this time. No matter how I make troubles in the yang world, it seems that it is not your turn to intervene. Don't mess with yin and yang, and be careful of the damage of merit." damage."

Yan Wang looked very cold, and said something inexplicable: "Please wait for me for a while."

Mr. Yu: "?"

He has already prepared countless spells and thought of countless ways to get out, why make him wait...

Thousands of miles away, in a certain building in the central commercial street of Hecheng City.

The Hecheng Special Affairs Department was interrogating, and Qiong Ren was yawning and feeling a little sleepy.

He half closed his eyes, his thick and curly long eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes.

Suddenly, Qiong Ren smelled a familiar scent, mint and strawberry.

An extremely gorgeous red lotus blooms in the room. This is the most eye-catching red in the world. It is so gorgeous that it is almost magical.

When all the shadows of the red lotus disappeared, a man appeared in the room. He had black hair and black eyes, was dressed in black, and had extremely fair skin. He was obviously dressed in a low-key manner, but the first second he saw him, people felt To an indescribable beauty.

It was as if all the red in the world had gathered on him alone, and the red was so deep that it turned into the black hair, black eyes and ink color all over his body.

In the next second, the phantom of Honglian reappeared, the black-haired man disappeared, and so did Qiong Ren.

Yang Aiguo was going crazy with anxiety, but Wan Man was very calm: "I just came to pick up my boyfriend from get off work when I saw him dozing off, why panic?"

Only then did Yang Aiguo know that that person was actually the King of Hades.

But isn't Yan Wang a handsome guy with brown hair and golden eyes and bare upper body?

Wan Man: "The King of Hades has seven incarnations, tsk, Qiong Ren is so lucky."

And in the temple, Hades just left for a moment.

When he came back again, Qiong Ren was beside him.

Qiong Ren was brought here from thousands of miles away. When he saw the battle in the temple, his first feeling was that the King of Hades had kidnapped him to ask for his title. Look at the configuration, the room is full of gods, as well as his parents (Song Emperor and King Jin) secretary), witnesses (Qin Guangwang), and countless guests.

There is also the Hades in the form of red lotus, obviously wearing black clothes, but Qiong Ren always subconsciously thinks that he is all red, and he can only think of happy clothes.

No, the more I think about it, the more absurd it becomes.

He glanced at the people present again, only to see the ordinary young man with two broken fingers and a face that looked like a jade puppet.

"Mr. Yu?" Qiong Ren turned his head in surprise, "Is this the scene of a gang fight?"

The Hades incarnation of Red Lotus looked extremely cold, even cruel, but when he looked at Qiong Ren, there was a faint smile on his lips: "Yes. I will take you to play with clay figurines."