I don't want to work hard after I've fallen into an ancient god

Ji Xuewen is not used to the small angle of view of mango, and the mango's skin is not supported by flesh and blood, so it feels limp when walking. In short, this journey is very torture for him.

Ji Xuewen managed to come to the outside of the old Xu's community. Because Mango was short and thin, she went straight through the road poles and security booths, and no one found her.

Ji Xuewen walked into the community with his head down, looking around. He didn't know if it was because of the angle of view. Ji Xuewen always felt that this community gave him a magical and distorted feeling. A little dizzy.

Ji Xuewen bluntly raised his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, and as a result, he directly dented a piece of Mango's forehead. He was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand, and secretly propped up that piece of forehead again.

Ji Xuewen occasionally looked up to confirm the number of buildings going down, and after going around the community seven times and eight times, he finally found the building where Lao Xu and the blood corpse's house were.

Ji Xuewen didn't have an access card, so she couldn't take the elevator. Fortunately, the floors of the two houses were not high, and they lived on the fifth floor, so climbing the stairs was relatively easy.

After climbing to the fifth floor, Ji Xuewen encountered a new problem. He didn't have the key to the blood corpse house, how could he enter it?

Ji Xuewen stared at the anti-theft door with staring eyes. When he was helpless, the mango's human skin surged by itself.

It suffocated as if it had self-awareness, and the thin human skin slid into the gap of the door, entering the world behind the door.

Ji Xuewen's consciousness was not excreted by the human skin of the mango, his vision changed with the change of the human skin, as if he himself was pressed into a thin sheet of white paper, and was roughly pressed into a closed room. In the space, this taste is very uncomfortable.

After entering the blood corpse's home through the gap and seeing the changes in front of him clearly, Ji Xuewen froze for a moment.

In the dark room, the mottled colors on the walls can be seen faintly, and the black hair strands are knotted together and scattered all over the room.

The disgusting fishy smell is mixed with the pungent and pungent taste, and the stench is unbearable.

With a cold face, Ji Xuewen took a quick look and then looked away.

After entering this room, the mango human skin became more autonomous, and walked towards a room with a closed door with a clear goal.Ji Xuewen didn't compete with it for control, and let the human skin move freely.

It passed through the gap again as before, and entered behind the door.

Ji Xuewen saw a glass container more than one meter high on the table by the window sill. The container was filled with a transparent liquid, and a pink object was soaked in the liquid. It was somewhat similar to a blood corpse and could be faintly seen inside The blue veins and white bones.

After seeing the fleshy corpse sealed in the glass container, Ji Xuewen couldn't help taking a breath, feeling the constant urgency coming from the human skin, Ji Xuewen withdrew his consciousness from it, and the illusory blue-purple illusion The silk gradually dissipated, was absorbed by human skin, and disappeared.

Although Ji Xuewen lost his sustenance, his consciousness did not disappear immediately, and he could still watch the changes in the house from a bystander's perspective.

He saw the flesh and blood in the glass jar revived from the dead silence, it tried to break free from the sealed container, but failed, so it fell silent.

But this does not mean that it chose to give up. After a short period of calm, many small cracks appeared on the surface of the glass jar, and the one-meter-high glass jar container shattered silently. Come out, dripping all over the floor.

The blood corpse maintained the posture when it was trapped in the glass jar, slowly sat up straight and stood up, walked down from it, and came to the mango's human skin, picked up the human skin and shook it away, and walked out of it like putting on clothes. It got into the only hole in the back of the head of the human skin, put the human skin on, and returned to the appearance of a normal girl.

Mango raised his hand slowly, and numbly raised his hand to touch the back of his head, where there was no hair or scalp, revealing a bloody and sticky hollow.

Mango put down her hand, and walked out the door stiffly, intending to find the scalps scattered in the living room. She suddenly stopped, turned around, and grinned at the empty bedroom. She said : "Brother, thank you."

Ji Xuewen slowly closed her eyes, opened them again and woke up from the sofa in her rented room.

Ji Xuewen rubbed her brows, glanced at the trembling blood corpse in the corner, thought of the messy, dirty and smelly environment of her home, couldn't help feeling disgusted in her heart, and thought about how to deal with it.

Although it was the second time for Ji Xuewen to meet Foul, he was not afraid, and killing Foul was no psychological burden for him.

Helping Mango's human skin back to her body consumed 80% of the energy he had absorbed from the blood corpse. Ji Xuewen is very hungry now, and he urgently needs to eat filth to replenish energy, and there is still There is a weak blood corpse that can continue to provide him with energy as food.

But Ji Xuewen was a little worried.

The experience at noon made Ji Xuewen realize that filth is not so easy to meet. He can certainly absorb the remaining energy of the blood corpse now, but after absorbing the power of the blood corpse, if he cannot meet it in a short time If there is any other filth, he will fall into a state of starvation again.

Ji Xuewen thought about it, and felt that she had to make a long-term plan.

The current hunger can still be tolerated, so he plans to keep the blood corpse for a while, and then he will suck up the blood corpse completely when he confirms the trace of new prey or the hunger is unbearable.

Therefore, the blood corpse cannot die, but it is impossible for Ji Xuewen to stay at home all the time. In order to prevent the blood corpse from sneaking out when he was at home, Ji Xuewen walked around the house, trying to find something to tie it up. stand up.

Ji Xuewen did not find a strong rope, but found an empty lockbox.

Ji Xuewen dragged the blood corpse and stuffed it into the lockbox. Because it shrunk a bit, he barely squeezed it in.

Ji Xuewen locked the combination box, reckoning that with the current strength of the blood corpse, it would be difficult to get out of trouble, so she felt relieved.

Then he took a mop to clean up the blood in the house, wiped the slippers, and Ji Xuewen, who was looking for a piece of clothing to wear, decided to go out and inquire about the dirt.

The taste of hunger is too hard to bear. Now that Ji Xuewen has figured out the type of food he has, he naturally wants to take the initiative. The most important thing for him now is to find the next hunting target as soon as possible.

Ji Xuewen pushed the suitcase containing the blood corpse to the corner and went downstairs.

When he was cleaning the room just now, he remembered that the kitchen knife had become dirty from cutting off the hands of the bloody corpse, so naturally it could no longer be used for cooking.

Although Ji Xuewen can no longer eat normal human food, he still needs to be equipped with a set of necessary things.

There is a hardware store near Ji Xuewen's house, so he doesn't have to go too far.

When he finished buying the kitchen knives and was about to go home, he found that there were many people gathered downstairs in his house, and everyone chatted together. Ji Xuewen approached and heard them talking about water ghosts. Out of the need for filth, Can't help asking: "Aunt Yang, what are you talking about water ghosts?"

The middle-aged woman who was replaced by Ji Xuewen as Aunt Yang froze. When she saw Ji Xuewen, her expression flashed with obvious panic and apprehension. Ji Xuewen did not miss this change of expression, and frowned slightly.

Yang Xiufen said uncomfortably: "Xiao Ji... Are you Xiao Ji?"

Ji Xuewen was inexplicable: "Of course, have you ever seen someone who looks very similar to me?"

Yang Xiufen subconsciously raised her head and glanced upstairs, and Ji Xuewen noticed that Yang Xiufen's expression became much more stable after raising her head.

Yang Xiufen said quickly: "I was worried that someone would impersonate you, so I just asked."

Ji Xuewen's eyes flickered slightly: "Why do you have this idea..."

The old man standing next to Yang Xiufen interjected: "Xiao Ji, everyone has spread the word today, just the No. 5 bus you usually take to get off work at night, there was dirt on the bus last night, which caused an accident on that bus Yes! It is said that none of the dozen or so passengers on the bus survived, and the time of the accident coincided with your boarding time, and everyone thought you were one of the victims."

Ji Xuewen frowned: "I met Uncle Wang when I went to work this morning..." There were quite a few people who met him on the road. passed him to death?

Yang Xiufen said: "It's good to see you in the morning, but because your bus was attacked by filth, as one of the passengers of that bus, it is also possible that everyone saw you as a disguise of filth. "

Ji Xuewen pursed her lips and didn't speak, but her expression was obviously unhappy, thinking what nonsense you are talking about, and why the more you say it, the worse it sounds.

Probably noticing Ji Xuewen's face, Yang Xiufen explained: "We didn't make random guesses, the main reason is that people from the Special Administration Bureau went to your house. Those people from the Special Administration Bureau are mysterious, they only have filth It appeared in the incident. We saw that they all went to your house, and everyone started to think wildly. We didn't mean to curse you."

When Ji Xuewen heard that the Special Administrative Bureau had gone to his house, Ji Xuewen was astonished and asked in puzzlement, "The Special Administrative Bureau? At my house? When did they go? Why did they go to my house?"

Old man Wang said curiously: "We are also guessing, but it is estimated that there is something wrong with your house, and there may be some filth hidden, otherwise these people would not be able to mobilize."

Ji Xuewen's heart skipped a beat, and his face became even more ugly.

Filth... There is actually one hidden in his house.

However, the neighbors mistakenly thought that Ji Xuewen's ugly face was due to fear, and Yang Xiufen comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Ji, the Special Administrative Bureau is in charge of dealing with filth, even if your house hides filth, they will definitely I will clean it up for you, leaving no danger behind."

Ji Xuewen pulled her lips, forced a smile and said, "Really, hehe... Then I really thank them."

Ji Xuewen didn't want to say anything at this time, his mind was full of regret, no matter why the Special Administration Bureau found his house, after arriving at his house, he would definitely find the blood corpse locked up by him.

Unless Ji Xuewen reveals her abilities, the Special Administrative Bureau will never hand over such filth as blood corpses to ordinary people for safekeeping.

Ji Xuewen, who was still in a state of hunger, really regretted it. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have waited and just 'eat' the blood corpse.

It's all right now, not to mention that the duck is flying away, Ji Xuewen still has to think about how to explain to the Special Administration Bureau, for example, how the blood corpse was locked in his lockbox.