Inhuman World Front Desk Reception

The sky reveals a deep gray and black, looking up, it looks like a transparent box covered with a solid black cloth, a few false stars are symbolically hung next to the big moon, and the moon itself is round like a compass After painting, the moonlight is pale, but it can't illuminate the ground.

The community turned into some kind of endless maze, the buildings on both sides were exactly the same, there was no building number, Xie Qilian didn't see any changes in the buildings after flying several hundred meters.

Qin Feng soon relaxed a little and was no longer so urgent - because he judged that time in the false world is much slower than the real world - his mobile phone can directly connect to the book of life and death, and the book of life and death is under the control of heaven, and the law of heaven always Bewitched by sorcery, if you can't even tell the time accurately, then you will be disgusted by Qin Feng until the sky collapses.

They wandered around the community for half an hour, and the time on their mobile phones moved slowly by 1 minute.

At this rate, he'd be sure to finish off the goblin before the victim of a seafood allergy ate his first shrimp.

"Don't go too far, otherwise what if the scene changes and we are separated by the performer?" Qin Feng shouted.

"It's okay." Xie Qilian waved his hand from a distance, and replied through voice transmission with a smile, "You and I are in charge of Yin and Yang respectively, just like the front and back of a coin, can you separate the front and back of the coin? No matter where you are , I can come to you."

Qin Feng also smiled and waved his hands: "Then are you positive or am I positive?"

"Hmm..." Xie Qilian pondered, "I am positive and you are negative, so... am I positive?"

He reached into his pocket, touched it, took out a coin, raised his hand and threw it over. With a whoosh, the coin flew several hundred meters and landed in Qin Feng's palm.

"Which side of the coin is heads?" Qin Feng shook his hand.

"Maybe it's the side with years?" Xie Qilian thought for a while, "You can do whatever you want, what are you and I doing so clearly?"

"Then I'll count it as you on the side with the flowers!"

Xie Qilian was noncommittal, so Qin Feng smiled and rubbed the side with the chrysanthemum pattern with his thumb.

The two of them are still in the mood to chat about which side of a coin is heads in a strange neighborhood, probably because their attitudes are too relaxed, and the surrounding scenery finally changed unbearably.

The window was no longer a gentle female figure who was setting the dining table, the dim light flickered for a while, and the figure slowly stretched its hand behind and raised a bone-chopping knife.

In all the windows, the figure of a slim woman raised a sharp bone-chopping knife at the same time.

click -

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

There was a piercing scream, it was the little girl.

click -

The screaming stopped abruptly, and blood spattered on the window.

Qin Feng couldn't hold back for a while, and whistled a little impatiently.

"It's too classic." Qin Feng commented, "It's an old movie."

Bah!

"what--!"

The second scream was much shorter and more dull, like a man, and then there was the sound of fighting in the room, accompanied by some kind of heart-pounding roar, blood was like a fountain, spraying on the window one after another, one after another, The man's screams became a little lower, and finally a large handful of blood fell on the window. The man stopped making any sound, and there was only a dull sound in the room, as if he was chopping something difficult to deal with.

thump -- thump -- thump --

The monotonous and mechanical sound continued in the quiet neighborhood, and the window became blood red, and nothing could be seen.

"In order to create scary scenes in many horror movies, plasma is sprinkled for free. In fact, the human body doesn't have that much blood." Qin Feng calmly hugged his shoulders and pointed to the window to analyze it from a professional point of view, "Moreover, venous blood and arterial blood The colors are different, and the power of the spray is also different, this one sprayed against the window is obviously a water gun."

Xie Qilian was slightly dissatisfied: "Don't use too much brain when watching horror movies."

"I'm sorry." Qin Feng was very sincere, "Occupational disease."

Because it was inconvenient for Qin Feng to wear a physical body, he waited for Xie Qilian at the same place, and Xie Qilian floated all the way back and stopped opposite Qin Feng.

"how?"

Xie Qilian opened his eyes slightly, with a hesitant expression, he slowly raised his finger and pointed behind Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was expressionless: "The expression of fear is not in place, it seems too happy."

"I tried my best." Xie Qilian spread his hands regretfully, "Why don't you have one?"

So Qin Feng turned around expressionlessly, faced the thing behind him, pondered for a while, moved the corners of his mouth with difficulty, and said:

"what."

Xie Qilian planted her head on his shoulder, her body trembled, and her ears turned red from laughing.

Standing behind Qin Feng is a male "person" covered in blood, apparently the male protagonist who was the victim of the bone-chopping knife murder just now, but this male protagonist has many scars on his limbs, the wound reveals white and broken bones, and his neck is broken Halfway through, the blood sprayed all the way, like a welcome red carpet was rolled out from the door, but people could still stand behind Qin Feng, silently and steadily.

"Suddenly appearing behind the scenes, although it's tricky, it's actually pretty scary." Xie Qilian commented pertinently, "Fang Xiaonian might cry in fright."

"Why are you still afraid when you know he's fake?" Qin Feng frowned, with a stern expression, "I'm going to start the next stage of special training for the underworld servants: the exercise of psychological quality and stress resistance."

He pointed to the man who was still spraying blood professionally: "Can this be taken back as a prop?"

Xie Qilian shook his head: "No, the performer uses his mind to turn the false into the real, affecting the environment around us, but once the illusion is returned to the illusion, it will naturally collapse, and you can't take it back."

Qin Feng lamented: "Then I'll take a picture and make a copy when I go back."

The blood-spraying man couldn't bear it anymore, he rushed forward with a vague roar, and grabbed Xie Qilian's neck with his bloody severed fingers.

In a moment, Qin Feng grabbed his wrist, broke it off without hesitation, and snapped off the half-broken hand of the blood-spraying man with a click. Trying to pounce on Qin Feng, so Qin Feng frowned, swung his arm and threw it away.

"Stay far away." Qin Feng said solemnly.

Half a minute later, there was an extra wriggling part on the welcome carpet.

"You must not come here!" Qin Feng turned his head, as if facing a formidable enemy.

He reached out his hand very seriously and made a stop gesture: "It's not clean!"

Xie Qilian let out a low laugh, slowly retracted his step, took out a handkerchief and threw it over.

It's a pity that just after Qin Feng finished wiping, he found that Xie Qilian was looking behind him with a complicated expression.

Cool wind blows by.

Qin Feng turned his head expressionlessly again, and nimbly grabbed the woman's slender wrist. The woman who suddenly appeared behind him was covered in blood, with long hair hanging down in front of her face, holding a sharp knife dripping blood in her hand , especially permeating under the pale and pale moonlight.

There was also a twisted little girl crawling on the ground, with half of her head cut off, and she was holding Qin Feng's calf with both hands and feet.

"Ma'am, please hand over the knife to professionals first." Qin Feng said, snatched the woman's knife with one hand, and picked up the little girl's collar with the other hand and threw it into her arms. "Hold my daughter myself."

The bone cutter woman: "???"

Qin Feng pulled, pulled, and twisted twice with both hands, and directly twisted the woman's arms into hemp ropes. The pair of slender hands were pulled long, and then Qin Feng quickly and professionally hit her with her arms. After tying a knot, the woman's fingers trembled reflexively.

The twisted little female ghost struggled desperately in the woman's arms, but unfortunately Qin Feng's knot-tying technique was very standard, and he couldn't break it no matter how hard he tried, instead he brought the bone-cutter woman down.

"Shave your head for you? How do you look at the road like this?" Qin Feng shook his head, turned his wrist, and lightly picked up the bone cutter.

A minute later, there was a bald head lying on the ground, with his arms twisted into hemp ropes, binding the little ghost.

"Why is this shameless?" Qin Feng looked at the bald head on the ground in surprise. The bone-cutter woman's head has no facial features, just like a hard-boiled egg.

Xie Qilian pondered for a moment, then took out a brush: "This is the judge pen eliminated by judge Zhao Qingyan. She can't write with a brush. Recently, their judge team has switched to tablet computers."

The tip of the judge's pen was dipped in blood-colored cinnabar. Qin Feng rolled up his sleeves, took the pen and pressed a boiled egg: "Don't move, I'll draw one for you."

Boiled eggs... Ms. Boiled Eggs struggled even more ferociously.

"Wrong, wrong, you can't hold a writing brush like this, are you holding a fire stick?" Xie Qilian shook his head, reached out from behind him, and took Qin Feng's hand, "Relax, don't tense your wrist too tightly, you want this finger Put it this way..."

Obviously he is also a ghost, but Xie Qilian's hands are always warm, the fingertips are soft to the touch, and the skin on the palm is even softer without any calluses.

Qin Feng turned his head slightly, and saw the small broken mark on Xie Qilian's eyebrow.

Yinhun prefers to retain the last state of his life. Qin Feng's own soul body has the fatal knife wound on his lower abdomen, and the marks caused by years of using weapons on his hands are still clear, but Xie Qilian's hands are very clean. White and round, slender and beautiful, without any trace.There were some calluses on the tips of his left fingers, but Qin Feng judged that they were traces left by stringed instruments.

——He never used a weapon during his lifetime, and he only learned to use the silver spear that could tear apart the primordial spirit after his death.

Xie Qilian didn't talk about the era he lived in. He is the ghost fairy who has existed for the longest time in the underworld, but he has perfectly integrated into modern life, and even knows foreign languages. There is no obvious trace of the times like Jiang Shen.

He blended into the new era so perfectly that Qin Feng felt that he was deliberately covering up the past.

"Mr. Xie is teaching you, student Qin, what are you doing?"

Qin Feng blinked, then turned his head suddenly, and solemnly planted a kiss on Xie Qilian's lips.

"Teacher Xie is too charming and seriously interferes with students' learning." Qin Feng replied.

Xie Qilian's hand trembled violently, and the blood-red "death" on the face of the Boiled Egg Ghost was written to the last stroke, because his hand trembled, shaking out a wave of joy full of spirituality.