C24 Dying

Zhou Shen could roughly guess the reason behind Chu Chi eating. Just now, he had a fierce battle with someone, the process seemed simple, but he could sense the danger involved. Chu Chi probably consumed a lot of energy, which was why he had to eat so much to replenish his energy.

He was worried that Chu Chi would catch a cold lying on the ground, so he stepped forward to send him back to his room. At this moment, he realized that the bandage on Chu Chi's head had already slipped and the head that had been smashed by the ashtray earlier in the day had actually almost healed, leaving behind a small scar.

He immediately looked at Chu Chi's hand. He remembered that when Chu Chi had tried to draw blood on his finger many times, those wounds were all very small. If he did not look carefully at them, he could not find any sign that they had ever been wounds before.

However, his face was pale and his lips were dark purple. It was not a lie that he had lost too much blood.

Zhou Shen carried Chu Chi back to his bedroom and laid him on the bed. The white cat was still lying on the pillow on his bed.

When Zhou Shen and Chu Chi returned to their room to rest, Zhang Yuechen also returned to his own room. There was an additional layer of fog in his eyes, which made it hard to determine what was going on.

Inside her room, Han Yuan was standing respectfully and waiting. After Zhang Yuechen entered the room, he lowered her head and called for her master.

During the time that Chu Chi and his went to Xiangjiang Bay, he completed a huge matter. This matter had been going on for dozens of years in his life, and when Zhang Yuechen was born, it had begun. After tonight, he could finally regain his freedom.

Although he was secretly happy, he did not dare to show it on his face. His master had a bad temper, he was temperamental and was hard to serve. He did not want anything to go wrong at the last moment.

"You did well." Zhang Yuechen said, her tone was not much different from before, but it was cold without any feelings.

"Thank you, Master, for your praise." Han Yuan said, he restrained himself and told himself not to be anxious, he had endured more than ten years, so there was no need to rush for this moment.

In this world, only he knew that the Zhang Yuechen in front of his eyes, was no longer that young and ignorant girl.

He had always thought that this process would be very complicated, but who knew that it would be so simple that even he himself would not dare to believe it?

"After we get rid of them, our master-servant relationship will come to an end." Zhang Yuechen slowly said.

"Thank you, Master." Han Yuan immediately replied.

To him, killing people was the easiest thing in the world. After so many years, who knew how many lives he had lost. When all the obstacles in life can be solved by killing, killing becomes a skill, as well as an instinct.

"I still remember when we first met, you were really down and out." Zhang Yuechen suddenly laughed.

His laughter was clear, Han Yuan could not help but raise his head to look at her, and realised that she had a beautiful smile, his heart actually sped up a little, and with a * bang * sound, an uncontrollable desire flashed across his mind.

"My fate has changed because of you." Han Yuan suppressed the disrespect in his heart and expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

Han Yuan remembered very clearly that it was a rainy night, filled with thunder and lightning. His original bride had married someone else, but he had lost his job and became a stray dog.

He had bought all his money for white wine and wanted to get drunk. He hated this unfair world.

However, he was powerless to fight back. The only way to fight back was to die. Separate yourself from a world he didn't like at all and couldn't fall in love with.

He had chosen his own place of death, at the construction site.

He was going to die there, adding to the trouble of getting rid of his contractor, and blocking the way for those who would live here in the future.

Gripping the bottle, he searched the building for a place where he could die. Finally he came to the crane, climbed up, and jumped down.

If he were to fall from the ten-meter-tall tower, he would definitely die miserably. However, he would definitely die.

Who knew that he would not die? He threw a big hole in the ground and fell into the ground. When he woke up, he found that he had fallen into a place that looked like a dry well.

And at that place, there was a voice that seemed to be calling out to him.

He was severely injured and could barely crawl. He followed the sound and climbed to the end of the tunnel. There, sitting on the floor, was a glowing jade skeleton.

The moment his hand touched the Jade Skeleton, he heard the voice of the Jade Skeleton. It was a soft and beautiful voice, and every syllable seemed to flow through his body.

He saw that the injuries on his body were rapidly recovering. A moment later, he was able to stand up again. Not only was he recovered, but he was also full of vitality. He was very clear that all of this was caused by the Jade Skeleton.

"Do you want revenge?" the Jade Skeleton asked him.

"Yes!" He answered without hesitation.

That night, he carried the Jade Skeleton on his back and left the underground, hiding in the cave to start his revenge journey. Those who hated him were killed one by one. He possessed the power to do anything, and no one could stop him.

And the only thing that the Jade Skeleton wanted him to pay was a person's skin.

Eighteen years old, Zhang Yuechen's leather bag.

After exiting Zhang Yuechen's room, Han Yuan could not help but look back at her. He didn't know why, but he had a strong premonition that he wouldn't see the Jade Skeleton again in the future.

They belong to different worlds.

As for him, he would eventually return to the world of light and return to the lives of ordinary people. After travelling in the darkness for too long, his thirst for light had grown even stronger.

Zhou Shen sat on the sofa near the window, smoking the last cigarette in his pack of cigarettes. In the smoke, he looked at Chu Chi who was sleeping on the bed, Chu Chi's body would throb from time to time.

What kind of nightmare was he having?

Zhou Shen couldn't help but think that he had seen the abilities of the Old Man Ao before. With that old man's abilities, capturing a Dream Yan Mo that suppressed a nightmare for Chu Chi should be an extremely simple matter.

That also meant that the thing that caused Chu Chi's nightmare was something even Meng Yan couldn't suppress, right?

The curtains moved despite the lack of wind, Zhou Shen's nose twitched, he suddenly stood up and looked around. There was nothing strange appearing, but he knew, something must have entered the room.

The dense corpse aura instantly filled the entire room, and the temperature inside the room seemed to have dropped by dozens of degrees.

If it was an ordinary person, not only would they not be able to smell the corpse aura, they would also not be able to feel the change in temperature. However, Zhou Shen was not an ordinary person.

Zhou Shen reached into his pocket to grab the metal box.

The Black Scaled Frog's Corpse Water was his weapon, and when applied to his eyes, it allowed him to see things that his eyes would normally not be able to see.

However, as he reached into his pocket the curtain suddenly flew up and wrapped around his arm, making it impossible for him to get the metal box containing the corpse water.

Ah!" Zhou Shen roared loudly, he exerted force with his hands, his strength was at least twice that of an ordinary strong man, ripping apart the curtains was not difficult at all.

To his surprise, a certain force seeped through the curtains, making it more difficult to tear.

A stream of black Qi appeared out of nowhere and enveloped his face, and then he felt a burning sensation on his face, as if he had been struck by something. Under the immense force, his body flew backwards, crashed into the wall, and then fell down.

The curtain fell off, enveloping him completely. The more he struggled, the more the curtain tightened around him.

"Chu Chi, Chu Chi!" Zhou Shen was shocked, and shouted loudly.

He didn't come with good intentions, so he wasn't his match at all.

Zhou Shen only called out once, before icy-cold snake-like tentacles wrapped around his neck, preventing him from making a sound. His eyes rolled back as all the strength in his body quickly dissipated and his mind became unclear. He could not tell where he was because of the various fragments of the image in front of him. It was as if he had entered a space-time whirlpool.

Memory revives and dissolves, and the will to resist is of course knocked out of existence.

"Die!" An ice-cold sneer sounded in Zhou Shen's ears.

Zhou Shen felt that his crotch liquid was flowing out, in that moment, his mind was finally clear, he knew that he was going to die.

The curtain was tightened, squeezed, shredded.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Shen's head appeared from behind the curtain and he looked up at the ceiling. The face of the youth on top of it was extremely clear, and he spat out these two words from his heart, hoping to gain the other party's forgiveness.

that was his cousin who died in Cang Bay.

His cousin, however, was sneering at him, as if indifferent to his apology.

"Wooo!" A white object suddenly jumped out, jumping right in front of Zhou Shen's eyes.

At the same time, a blood-curdling screech filled the air.

Zhou Shen felt the pressure on his neck loosen, fresh air poured in, he bent over on the ground and took deep breaths. When he raised his head again, he saw the white shadow just now. It was the white cat lying beside Chu Chi.

All the hair on the white cat's body stood erect like thorns, and its entire body was like a fluffy cotton ball.

Zhou Shen coughed a few times, his stiff body regained some of his mobility. He took out the corpse water metal box, and trembled as he opened the stopper, and poured a few times, until it fell onto the ground. He did not hold it in his hands, and there was nothing he could do, nor did he care about the corpse water, which simply poured it all over his face, as he indistinctly started chanting an incantation.

His eyes, which were stained with corpse water, could finally see a different scene.

In the black gas, a snake-like slippery tentacle was hiding from the white cat's bite. It was covered in mucus, and had neither eyes nor mouth, but a whip. It did not panic as it stood and retreated, avoiding all of the white cat's bite.

The tentacle was sticking out of the wall, but it was only part of something, not everything.