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    Chapter 96

    Yuan Yuanyuan quietly felt the sound of the heartbeat around her. The sound suddenly became louder and quieter, and it felt extremely unstable, like an old-fashioned radio with poor checkout efficiency.

    She closed her eyes and felt it again.

    The sound of the heartbeats all around, even though the eyes can't see it, Yuan Yuanyuan can vaguely feel the every move of the pedestrians on the street.

    Some people's heartbeats are extraordinarily soothing and steady, walking leisurely on the street, while some people's heartbeats are as fierce as drums, and they quickly become farther away, it is estimated that they are running...

    Yuan Yuanyuan closed her eyes and took two steps forward. Suddenly her legs hit something. She took a deep breath and looked down. It turned out to be knocked on the corner of the table.

    She limped out of the table and rubbed herself for a long time while grinning. Kneading while pushing the door and went out.

    Yuan Yuanyuan wondered if the sound would become louder when she got closer to the street. Who knew that the moment she walked out the door, the sound in her ears suddenly disappeared.

    All that was left was the sound of vehicles running and honking down the street.

    Yuan Yuanyuan was stunned.

    She looked back at the door, returned to the room, closed the door, and stood in the room for about two minutes before the sound gradually rang out.

    ...what's the matter.

    Yuan Yuanyuan was very happy at first that she had learned a new magic art, but she found out that the sensitivity of this magic art could probably be classified as metaphysics...

    This makes the original circle a little square.

    She walked around the room, and the sound was still like a broken radio, intermittent, occasionally mixed with a little noise.

    It shouldn't be like this, it's very different from what's written in the Yaojue Book, and it's not at the same level at all.

    The Blood Jade Demon Art did not describe its effect too much, only a simple sentence. It reads "The spirit is the chess piece, the heaven and the earth are the chessboard, and the chess pieces are intertwined on the chessboard, and you can gain a world."

    This Yaojue doesn't have any name, but because of this introduction, Yuanyuan simply called it the Chessboard Jue.

    Otherwise, Yuan Yuanyuan would say that this Blood Jade Demon Art is awesome... People dare to write it, it sounds crazy, but Yuan Yuanyuan just felt it, and it does have some meaning.

    The people around... or monsters, their heartbeats sounded all around, and a heartbeat sounded, like a chess piece on a chessboard, and a hundred heartbeats sounded, and they could form a general appearance of a chessboard.

    Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the door suspiciously.

    It seems that after she pushed the door out, the sound disappeared all of a sudden, that is to say, before and after pushing the door, something must have changed, causing the sound to become smaller?

    And now it has stabilized again... So that means there is a certain pattern to this?

    Yuan Yuanyuan walked around the room and suddenly turned her head to the kerosene lamp in the middle of the room.

    Kerosene lamps are the most common type of kerosene lamps, which have long since been phased out. This thing was not brought by Yuan Yuanyuan, but one of the few intact things left in the house.

    Yuan Yuanyuan thought it was not bright enough at first, but later found that it was good to put it there to set off the atmosphere.

    This kerosene lamp looks very elaborate. It has the feeling of a combination of a long-necked vase and an alcohol stove, a bit of a punk style of the overhead mechanical industry, and it is different from the tattered kerosene lamp. It has been sitting in a corner, and that corner is blackened by it, and it seems that it should take a long time.

    Because this kerosene lamp is so beautiful, even though the candle is a bit brighter than the kerosene lamp, Yuan Yuanyuan still used a kerosene lamp to pretend, imagining that one day if a guest came over at night, she would light the kerosene lamp, Sitting quietly beside...

    However, there are no guests coming, so this kerosene lamp does not seem to have any substantive effect.

    Yuan Yuanyuan found that as soon as she got close to the kerosene lamp, the sound became louder, and when she moved away, the sound began to become weaker.

    what the hell...

    Yuan Yuanyuan picked up the kerosene lamp and watched its small fire as big as a bean burning.

    No way……

    After this... do have to carry a kerosene lamp to go out to fight?

    ...

    Although Yuan Yuanyuan spent a day in the house, and didn't quite understand why the sound would get louder when she got close to the kerosene lamp, and it would get louder when she was far away, but "Yaoji" was updated as usual.

    At twelve o'clock in the evening on Sunday, the latest issue of "Monster" was updated as scheduled. In the last issue, Faning successfully refreshed the readers' usual thinking about him, and turned to another magical path... Now readers are very interested in where Faning will go next, so Come and squat in the evening.

    Yuan Yuanyuan also sat beside the kerosene lamp with her mobile phone in her hands. She had been sitting beside this all day, practicing magic tricks for nothing, and her nose was dark inside...

    Even if the kerosene lamp is made more elegantly, it will still emit smoke, and it is still black smoke. Yuan Yuanyuan feels that sitting here is really not an ordinary fight.

    She didn't know how many times she was choked and coughed. She turned on the phone and watched the little chrysanthemum turn inside. After the little chrysanthemum finished turning, she refreshed the contents inside.

    In fact, feel a lot less fun if don’t go to work on Saturdays and Sundays. Sister Lizi likes to watch “Monster”, and it is much more interesting to watch her reaction to reading comics. As long as she doesn’t cry, she is still a fairly standard comic fan. react.

    However, most of the recent paintings are Faning. Sister Lizi seems to be a fan of Yuan, so she may not like this part.

    Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the content in the comics, Fanning had no relatives after she came out. She knew that Faning had no father or mother. She had only had such a lame senior since she was a child, so she had nowhere to go.

    In fact, this senior's influence on Faning was a bit beyond Yuan Yuanyuan's imagination. She originally thought that Fanning might struggle a little bit, but who knew that he would leave with the bag on his back, no more back.

    It can be seen that this Faning has heard the words of this senior to a certain extent, Yuan Yuanyuan feels that she is not necessarily so obedient to her mother, this Faning is still a very brainless child to some extent.

    [Faning is walking on the road, he doesn't know where he is going or what his future will be like. 】

    [As a demon slayer from a traditional sect, the education he received was from the traditional sect. However, at this moment, he suddenly changed from a traditional slayer to a wandering slayer. 】

    [A wandering demon slayer is simply a situation that only exists in nightmares for traditional demon slayers, one heaven and one earth. The difference between the two is known to all slayers. 】

    [From today, he is no longer the demon slayer of the Sanqing School. 】

    [Faning walked for a few days on the road, he couldn't recognize where he was going, and he didn't have any clues. He actually didn't know how long he had been walking, he just wanted to keep walking like this until he couldn't walk anymore. 】

    [I don't know how long he has been walking, his vision has been blurred, and suddenly he sees a faint red. 】

    ["Red?" Fanning was taken aback. 】

    [He turns his head and suddenly sees a sea of ​​brilliant red flowers. 】

    [Faning really can't walk. Before he fainted, he thought in a daze, where did such a large flower come from?]

    [It wasn't until it was getting dark that Fanning opened his eyes again. 】

    Huh? Yuan Yuanyuan watched this episode and thought that this is not a good place to plant such a large field of other shore flowers.

    There are quite a lot of elements in the anime, such as the hidden king, the girl from hell, and a certain harmonious anime, because the image of this thing is really quite middle-of-the-road.

    Flowers without leaves, leaves without flowers.

    Of course, few people know that this thing has a down-to-earth name called "Chinese Lycoris".

    Which idiot grows such a large piece of Chinese Lycoris in the yard... Wouldn't you be scared to go to the toilet in the middle of the night? A red one.

    Yuan Yuanyuan put down the phone in her hand, spit out a slot, and turned around to go to sleep.

    In a small dark alley, a person held a small mobile phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

    Under his feet was a pool of blood, with a small dead leaf quietly floating in it.

    Liu An looked at this leaf and became fascinated. He was a little lucky that the scene of "Fanning" being hospitalized was not drawn in the comics. If he did, it would probably reveal his identity.

    Although his identity has always been hidden... Thanks to Ji Qiu's tricks, the people walking down the street wearing a hospital gown are really conspicuous. Except for him, who was an idiot at the time, it is estimated that there is no such thing in this world. A few people can do it.

    He looked at the blood-red flowers on the other side and frowned silently.

    The red dazzling eyes, what kind of taste is Jiqiu.

    "Liu! Are you finished? Hurry up!"

    "Okay." Liu An put down his phone, stood up, and walked towards the pool of blood in front of him.

    There was a dead monster lying there, his eyes staring straight at the sky, a hole was pulled out of his chest, and the moonlight above his head shone, and his eyes were frozen.

    It's a quarter past twelve in the middle of the night.

    Liu An looked at the monster, slowly opened the body bag in his hand, and took the tragically dead monster inside. Before zipping the zipper, he gently stroked the monster's eye and closed it. stand up.

    The gloomy alley echoed with the roar of the wind, as if a ghost was wandering.

    City C is a place where various fights often take place, so there are a lot of corpses. Likewise, the industry of corpse collectors is also booming.

    Of course, it's not called a corpse collector... it's called a scavenger. Although there has always been a special monster to be in charge of this matter, with the growth of the Scavenger family, there are fewer and fewer monsters willing to do this work, and the manpower is often insufficient, so they often spend a lot of money to hire a lot of labor. Do the job for them.

    Even so, not many monsters are willing to do this work...because this is considered the lowest level of work, and it happens in the dark and cannot be seen.

    Liu An put away the body bag, squatted on the ground, and wiped the blood on the ground with a small cloth. After those bloodstains were wiped off by the cloth, they disappeared in an instant as if they had evaporated.

    Yuan Yuanyuan woke up dizzy in the morning. She looked at the man who walked in at the door. He was wearing a military coat, his hair was still messy, and he was holding bought vegetables and breakfast in his hands.

    "Boss, are you awake?" Liu An saw Yuan Yuanyuan who stumbled up from the chair.

    Yuan Yuanyuan nodded, she couldn't sleep last night, and after studying for a long time, she finally understood where the secret of the chessboard trick was.

    Not the kerosene lamp, nor her spiritual power, nor the weather, the scenery, or the flowers and plants outside.

    is smoke.

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