he came from the mirror

Room 7, Building 1004, Qingye Community, Jinxiu Street, Ninefold Alley, Shenshui City.

Fang Ziming was following Tang Yu to watch the men in the bedroom.

This man had obviously been severely beaten before, he should be in his thirties, with a small beard, a series of blue and purple tattoos painted on his bare arms and neck, he looked like a gangster Bad youth look.

However, the young people in the society now have a bruised nose and a swollen face, and there are a lot of blood stains on their clothes and beard stubble. Fang Ziming noticed that this guy's nose is still bleeding. It seems that the spray on his body should be his nosebleeds.

He was bound hands and feet and thrown at the foot of the bed like a giant shrimp. Facing Fang Ziming's scrutinizing gaze, he didn't say a word, and lay on his side on the ground trembling.

Fang Ziming guessed that this person probably didn't want to speak, but that he was beaten so hard that he really didn't have the strength to speak out.

He couldn't help being a little speechless: "This...why is it like a robber kidnapping a hostage."

Tang Yu kicked the man, and snorted, "This kid wanted to run for the first time, but I tied his hands and feet, and within 5 minutes he wanted to run again, so I beat him up again, and brought him back and tied him into rice dumplings." .Let me put it this way, he tried to 'break out' 28 times before you came here."

Fang Ziming: "..." No wonder he was beaten until his nose bleeds, it turned out that he had been beaten more than once.

He slowly knelt down in front of the youth in society, raised one hand, grabbed his hair to lift him up, and asked, "Is there any problem with him?"

Tang Yu didn't speak at first, but just turned on the headlight in the bedroom, took the flashlight thrown on the bed in his hand, and pointed it at the "shrimp" on the ground: "Look at his shadow."

Under the strong light, Fang Ziming first saw a faint shadow under his feet, and then he suddenly realized something, and brought the social youth closer to the light source.

The man in his hand moaned softly and seemed even more uncomfortable.

"He has no shadow?" Fang Ziming raised his eyebrows in surprise, then as if thinking of something, he stretched out his other hand, pinched the man's chin and opened his mouth.

Tang Yu stood behind him, his eyes fluttered, and he said strangely, "When I tied him up, my teeth weren't so sharp."

Fang Ziming looked at the two rows of sharp fangs in the opponent's mouth, and murmured: "My dear, this is about to mutate."

Thinking of this, he shook the man in his hand and said, "Hey, buddy, can you still talk?"

Young social youth's Adam's apple rolls, and his two eyes that have been beaten like steamed buns try to lift up: "Uh... woo... oooo..."

Fang Ziming's heart skipped a beat.

Tang Yu was standing next to them, and the man rubbed his chin to recall: "Oh, this cry is really familiar."

Fang Ziming didn't quite hope for this result, and struggled to say: "...Maybe the wound hurts too much, why don't you groan casually?"

Tang Yu patted his head and signaled the child not to joke around.

Fang Ziming sighed, and re-observed the social youth lying on the ground: "When you first met him, he still maintained a human appearance, which means that the mutation may not have been completely successful." Speaking of this, he paused: " By the way, do you think his arms are a bit long?"

Tang Yu said with disgust: "Forget it, do you still think his mouth is a bit big, and his eyes and nose are a bit small?"

Fang Ziming turned to look at him: "Don't tell me, when I look at you now, I think your mouth is quite big."

Tang Yu almost laughed, and squatted beside him. The two of them stared at the social youth on the ground together, as if they wanted to stare at a flower in his face.

Social youth: "..."

Tremendous stress.

"Hey, what should we do now?" Fang Ziming lightly bumped his companion's arm.

Tang Yu thought for a moment, and took out a dagger from his arms: "Otherwise, let's cut it with one knife."

Social youth: "..."

Social youth: "Aw! Uhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Tang Yu slapped this guy on the head: "Hey, do you still have an opinion?" After finishing speaking, he slapped again: "Do you still dare to protest?" Finally, he slapped again: "If you have the ability, just say 'Grandpa, I was wrong' ah?"

Fang Ziming's face was full of black lines. Seeing that the swollen eyeballs of the social youth seemed to be more swollen from his beating, he had to say, "I feel like he was about to be beaten to death by you."

"Multiple experiments have proved that it is impossible to beat it out of a human body directly by force." Tang Yu then withdrew his hand and said nonchalantly, "But why are shadow ghosts still so weak after they become humans? Then they become humans. What's the point?"

Social youth: "Oh...don't...don't..."

The two "kidnappers" stopped talking and turned to look at him together.

Social youth: "Don't...don't hit...oh..."

Fang Ziming: "...Hey, Tang Yu, he really spoke."

Fang Ziming: "...Are you sure he is really a shadow ghost, and not screaming like he was beaten by you?"

Tang Yu paused with the hand touching his chin: "I'm a little uncertain again after you say that."

After all, he simply held up the small dagger, as if molesting a good woman, and said to the young people in society: "Hey, are you a man or a ghost, tell yourself, don't make me knock your little fangs one by one come down."

When he said this, the people on the ground cried a few times in a face-saving manner, and said hoarsely: "You! I, I am... you are... you are me!"

Tang Yu kicked him: "Still hot? You can't speak Huaguo well, I think you are a turtle."

Fang Ziming almost lost his sight.

"Don't play around." He pushed Tang Yu and said, "We are having a serious conversation, not for you to molest aliens, you should control yourself quickly."

Only then did Tang Yu take back the knife in resentment: "My trick is called surprise victory, don't you think he won't do it himself?"

Fang Ziming: "Oh, it really is a shadow ghost."

The two waited patiently for about ten minutes, and the social youth was finally able to speak with his tongue straight.

The first thing he said was, "Don't, don't hit me!"

It seems that the previous violent beatings really left a deep psychological shadow on him.

Fang Ziming thought that the shadow ghost looked a little weak, and asked him, "What's the situation with you now? Is the person on your upper body dead?"

"...No, not dead." The social youth spoke vaguely in a half-familiar Earth Mandarin, "Not yet, not dead."

Fang Ziming raised his eyebrows: "Then when will I die?"

The youth in society fell silent.

Tang Yu clicked his tongue and patted Fang Ziming's shoulder: "You can't do it, you are too gentle with him, let me do it."

As a result, the two switched positions, and within 3 minutes, the social youth was bleeding from his nose, and said hoarsely again: "I said, I said everything! Stop hitting, it hurts!"

Tang Yu flicked his clothes and said calmly, "It's done."

Fang Ziming: "..." Hey.

The youth shrank on the ground and shivered, covering his face and crying: "I don't want to eat him, but I can't survive if I don't eat him. What kind of broken place is this? It's bright and uncomfortable! I don't want to stay here Now, I want to go home, I miss my dad! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Fang Ziming & Tang Yu: "..."

"The speech is getting smoother and smoother." Fang Ziming asked his companion: "Do you think he is really an alien? The Mutant Shadow Ghost should barely be considered an alien, right?"

Tang Yu replied cautiously: "I felt like it before, but now I'm not sure."

——How can there be such a timid alien!

Social youths cried so much that their nose bubbles came out: "I can't beat my mother and sisters at home, and I can't beat you aliens when I go out. I'm just a weak male. You are bullying the disadvantaged!"

soft, weak male...

Tang Yu sighed in amazement: "It turns out that shadow ghosts have genders!"

Fang Ziming also said like a dream: "...and it's still a matrilineal society."

He helped the forehead, and said kindly to the young people in society: "Don't cry, if you cry again, I will let the murderous 'alien' behind me screw your head off."

Tang Yu let out a sinister smile in cooperation.

The social youth immediately sobbed and hiccupped, too frightened to cry anymore.

Fang Ziming: "From now on, I will ask you to answer, understand?"

The social youth shook his head.

Tang Yu stuck the dagger on the floor, and the young man in society sobbed again, nodding frantically, pitifully weak and helpless.

Fang Ziming began to ask, "How did you get attached to him?"

Social youth: "First, eat his shadow first, replace it... After 24 hours, you will be able to integrate into his body, and take him, replace him."

Fang Ziming: "What will happen to the original owner of the body?"

Social youth: "After the body is used by us, the soul can also be eaten away slowly. After it is completely digested, all his memories, all emotions, and even his entire life will become mine..." He looked at the two With a pale face, he said slowly: "Become my property."

Fang Ziming frowned: "In this way, you should gradually transform into a human after being possessed, so what's the matter with your fangs?"

The social youth faltered, glanced at Tang Yu's direction from the corner of his eyes from time to time: "I... encountered some resistance in the process of 'digesting'..."

Fang Ziming knew it all: "It's just being beaten out of its original shape?"

The social youth said in shame: "Ah, yes, it's almost like this."

Fang Ziming asked again: "Is that woman in the living room also 'digested' by your kind?"

"Not yet, it's just the shadow that was eaten." The social youth was a little afraid, and only whispered: "The one on the floor in the living room is my sister, she, she can hear us, I can't speak ill of her."

Ah, this terrible matriarchal society.

Fang Ziming and Tang Yu exchanged a look, and continued: "How many shadow ghosts have entered Shenshui City through the cracks in space? Where are you all hiding, and how many of them are attached to humans? These few questions , you can say it together."

The social youth hesitated for a moment, and said with some reluctance: "This... I can't betray my compatriots..."

Fang Ziming didn't speak, and stretched his right hand back. Tang Yu seemed to know what he wanted. The man conjured out of thin air a green dragon nine-ring knife with a red tassel on the handle. Fang Ziming thought it was the one he received. It was a small dagger, but he didn't expect that the heavy weight almost caused him to stumble as soon as he got it.

He couldn't help turning his head around, glanced at the exaggerated machete in his hand, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

Tang Yu said empathetically, "Personally, I think this style can achieve results beyond expectations."

Before Fang Ziming could answer, the young people in the society had already shouted at the top of their voices: "We have 79 people in total! They are all hidden in the sewer! I don't know how many people are attached to people. Anyway, before I got attached, there were already more than a dozen of them." It worked!"

Fang Ziming: "..."

Tang Yu sneered and laughed: "Look, the effect is outstanding."

Fang Ziming held the Azure Dragon Nine-ring Knife, and said with a strange expression: "I have been taught."