I have a room in Huangquan

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"You are a fallen spirit master, can you hear me?"

Hessel wanted to resist this time, but soon found that resistance was futile.

"I can't hear it, but someone can hear it. A friend of mine contacted me and said that he also heard the whisper, but he still couldn't figure out what it was."

Ding Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat, and he continued to ask: "Did he do anything strange after hearing the voice?"

Hesel frowned: "I don't know, but I feel that his voice is very strange, more scared and more excited."

Although they don't know what the whispers they heard are.

But I have a strong intuition telling myself that this whisper seems to be related to the time of the sixteenth day of the first lunar month mentioned in the diary.

Just what is the problem here? ?

"Where is he, what is his name, tell me everything about him."

In a tone almost commanding, Hesel had no choice at all and told all the news about his friend.

This guy is actually still in S City.

He usually hides very well, and he is not on the union's wanted list, so his little life is very nourishing.

Ding Xiaoyi asked the other party's name and address.

After pondering for a while, he continued to ask, "Do you like this place very much?"

"Of course, I wish I could stay here forever. The soil here, the vegetation here, and the big river behind it, this place is simply paradise. I love this place so much."

It would not be an exaggeration to describe Hesel as almost crazy about the breath of the underworld.

This is naturally related to his psionic creatures.

Just like he likes to use women's body fragrance to make perfume.

It's no wonder that such a person will become a fallen spirit master.

"Since this is the case, you can stay. Have you seen the river in front of you? You can swim as far as you can..."

"real!"

Hessel's eyes lit up, but he didn't believe Ding Xiaoyi's words.

In other words, he didn't believe that Ding Xiaoyi would let him go so easily.

But Ding Xiaoyi was not in the mood to tangle with him, and said to Chen Lao: "I'll leave it to you!"

As he spoke, he took out the black iron key, and hurriedly left Chai Mu's new residence.

With the disappearance of the dark power, Ding Xiaoyi returned to reality again, the roof of the octagonal building.

To his surprise, the police detectives downstairs did not leave. Instead, a lot of police cars came, one after another, the bodies were tightly wrapped in body bags and carried onto the cars.

Ding Xiaoyi quickly hid his figure, turned around and stepped on the beam, and disappeared into the night.

Not far away, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, and it was a number from Reading.

But I didn't pick it up.

I am not interested in this case, I just want to know what the voices these guys heard are.

What does it have to do with the sixteenth day of the first lunar month?

According to the address given by Hessel, he hurried to a family building on Qiyi Road.

A newly built community with a height of [-] floors, this is a relatively prosperous area.

Even the spirit exorcist who was in charge of patrolling would never have thought that there would be another fallen spirit master hidden in such a crowded place.

However, according to Hessel, this guy is very good at hiding himself, and his assimilation is not serious, and his position is also very hidden. As long as he deliberately exposes himself, ordinary people will not be able to find him.

Ding Xiaoyi quickly approached the building according to the address.

The elevator needs access control, but the fire exit does not. The other party lives on the [-]th floor, but this floor is just a piece of cake for me now.

Walk up the stairs along the fire exit, check the house number, and make sure that you are not in the wrong place.

Ding Xiaoyi knocked on the door.

"Bang bang bang..."

With the knock on the door, after about a few seconds, a middle-aged man asked from behind the door: "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm Hessel's friend, and he asked me to ask you a few questions."

"Hessel? I don't know any Hessel, you hurry up, or I'll call the police!"

The voice behind the door became irritable.

However, Ding Xiaoyi has no intention of leaving. He is very sure that the other party recognizes Hesel, otherwise a normal person's thinking should be to ask the other party to look elsewhere instead of directly threatening to call the police.

"Sorry, I'm the police!"

After finishing speaking, Ding Xiaoyi kicked the door open with one foot, and walked closer to the room, but saw the room in front of him, the walls, the floor, and even the table, covered with bloody, sticky, jelly-like minced meat.

"Don't, don't come in, please, don't come in..."

After hearing the sound of Ding Xiaoyi kicking open the door, there was a shrill scream in the room, no!It should be said that it was more like begging, begging him not to come in.

He was a little closer to the door of the master bedroom, and a very special breath immediately made him frown.

Listen carefully to the sound of something gnawing at the bones.

This gave him a bad premonition.

Although the other party is a friend of Hessel, according to Hessel.

The other party just became a fallen spirit master by mistake, just wanted to live like an ordinary person, and didn't do anything bad.

On the contrary, this gentleman is still a good teacher in a nearby middle school.

He didn't want to hurt such an innocent person, but the current situation didn't seem to be as simple as he thought.

"Relax, maybe I can help you!"

As he said that, he gently pushed the door open a gap, just a gap, and an unspeakable stench came over the surface immediately.

After his eyes passed through the crack of the door, the scene in front of him almost made his scalp tingle, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Damn it, I knew it!"

Chapter 342 : Panic...

The room was filled with blood and rancidity.

Huge chunks of sarcoid stained every corner of the room.

And the very good middle school teacher he was looking for was dumped on the ceiling at this time, his body and limbs had disappeared, replaced by thick bright red sarcoma.

Only one head remains.

Thick fleshy nerves exploded from his skull, connecting to the huge sarcoma behind him.

A pair of pupils without whites were staring at him firmly at this moment.

A little annoyed and angry: "You shouldn't have come in!"

His mouth was split open, and some bright red shreds of meat could be seen on the teeth.

Ding Xiaoyi ignored him, and glanced at the floor, looking at the bones left on the floor, frowning for a moment.

Psionic flames flickered in the pupils, and under the light of the eyes, one could see at a glance that there seemed to be something conceived in the sarcoma under the man's head.

Seeing this, he slowed down his voice and said, "Relax, Hessel, just let me ask you a few questions."

"Hessel!"

The man hesitated for a moment, as if he was afraid of this old friend. After a moment of silence, he nodded: "Yes, you can ask. For Hessel's sake, I will try my best to answer you."

Ding Xiaoyi glanced at the family portrait hanging by the bedside. On it was a man and a woman, and they were hugging a boy.

And the appearance of the male host, and the deformed face in front of him, can still be seen to somewhat overlap.

Looking at the happy appearance of a family of three in the photo.

His eyes flickered, and he chatted normally: "Is this your family?"

"family?"

The man looked at the family portrait, his black eyes showed a confused look for a moment.

It seemed that he was trying to remember something.

After a few minutes of deep thinking, the man nodded slowly: "Probably, I remember them, but I don't have much memory anymore!"

"Hessel said, you are an excellent middle school teacher, do you still have any impression?"

Ding Xiaoyi casually picked up a graduation photo on the table.

Above is the graduation photo of last year's middle school. This man is sitting in the middle, holding a certificate of honor in his hand.

When the man heard this, his expression gradually became tangled, as if some memories flashed in his mind.

But when these vague memory fragments appear.

The sarcoma behind the man suddenly squirmed.

Suddenly, bursts of pain swept across the man's head, causing him to scream.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi continued: "Just last year, when you graduated, you were awarded by the school. Your students reluctantly said goodbye to you. I think you must have been full of pride!"

These insignificant matters were brought up from his mouth as if they were chatting about family matters.

But the man's head hurt even worse.

More and more memories flooded into my mind, and the man's expression became more painful for a moment.

The meat ball behind his head squirmed even more.

Suddenly a silhouette like a human hand propped up on the surface of the tumor, and then Ding Xiaoyi saw a human face, wriggling under the tumor, with a long mouth that seemed to be shouting something in a low voice.

This sarcoma is more like the belly of a pregnant woman.

What is conceived in it?

At this time, the man's tense expression gradually relaxed a lot, and his consciousness seemed to be more clear than at the beginning.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you here? Starting

"I'm Hessel's friend, and he asked me to come here and ask you a few questions."

Ding Xiaoyi still used the same rhetoric.

Seeing this, the man said viciously: "Nonsense, I don't believe it!"

Seeing that the man's consciousness was obviously much clearer than before, he felt relieved, knowing that his method had worked.

He believed that he asked this guy from the very beginning, fearing that it was impossible for him to ask anything of value because of his muddled thinking.

That's why I kept talking about the man's past, hoping that he could think clearly.

"Believe it or not, do you still remember the call you made to him not long ago? He asked me to ask you, what was the whisper you heard?"

"Whispering?"

The man was stunned and then replied excitedly: "What I heard was the voice of the gods, and it is indeed true! This is a gift from the gods. He kept telling me...the world...opportunities...a brilliant prosperity."

Having said that, the man became excited.

At first he could only hear faint voices, but as time passed, the voices became clearer and clearer.

He was certain that he was the chosen one.

"I am about to be reborn. At the moment of world fusion, I will be born in this world with a new posture. I will become a god. My child, my wife, and even my family members will all walk into the world with me. Heaven!"

The more the man talked, the more excited he became.

In the black pupils, two streams of spiritual energy burned, as if he could already see through his own future.

"World fusion? Is it the sixteenth day of the first lunar month?"

Ding Xiaoyi's question made the man startled, his eyes locked on him, and a strange smile hung on his face: "So you know it too!"

With the eyes of the same kind of people as us, the man nodded and admitted.

Because that voice told him exactly that the sixteenth day of the first lunar month was the day when he was officially reborn.

Looking at the crazy look of the man in front of him.