Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

   "I warned you a long time ago..."

  Behind him, an inexplicable voice came out, eccentric and ghostly, with a chuckle that was a bit of a big deal for watching the excitement.

  Jie Jie, laughed out loud, as if mocking his desolation and embarrassment at the moment.

   "I said a long time ago that she is no longer the person you remember."

   "Even if you find her, she is no longer her... Jie Jie."

   The voice came from nowhere, maybe it came from behind him, or maybe it was the evil thoughts deep in his heart clamoring.

  Wen Ci, who seemed to be drunk, remained motionless, leaning against the fence, slightly bent, with his back bent.

  Blown by the cold wind, his fingers were abnormally cold and unconscious.

  He hangs his head, as if in a daze, in a daze.

  Being indifferent to that voice, as if trapped in his own world, for a long time, unable to return to his senses.

  The voice continued: "It's useless for you to be nice to her..."

  The weird and indistinguishable voice, like an extremely slender snake, clings to him, whispering in his ears.

   "She has been assimilated, she now... only has that person in her eyes, no matter how nice you are to her, she will-"

  The voice was grabbed by a fist, and the drunk-like person ruthlessly grabbed the seemingly ethereal thing.

   Vigorously, the veins on the knuckles burst out.

   Throwing it hard like throwing garbage—

   "Get out!"

  On the empty rooftop, the demonic energy was manifested, but it quickly dissipated.

  It turned into a half-snake of black jade crystal color, with a snake's head and a jiao's body, half ghost but not ghost, with fierce eyes.

  As if he couldn't see the light, as soon as he appeared, he twisted his flexible and slender body, and quickly hid in the gap beside him.

  In places where the light does not shine, in the dark, the fiery red eyes are clearly visible—hidden, with mean words, like a villain who can only sow discord.

  "Angry? So easy to get angry?"     "This is not okay, you have to keep your promise."

   "Don't forget, the agreement between us."

   "..." The man smelled of alcohol, exhaled heavily, and his face was covered with raging black lines, which almost turned him into a half-human and half-ghost.

  Cut on human skin, but it is clear that he is no longer human.

  He staggered a bit, holding on to the fence with one hand, the wind was blowing, blowing his alcohol-stained hair, he was drooping, his beautiful chin was hidden in the shadow.

   "Patta—" The empty wine bottle fell to the ground.

  The action just now seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body, his body slipped slowly and leaned against the fence.

  He lowered his head, looking dejected.

  The despicable half-snake said: "Get her back, while there is still a chance."

   "..." He hung his head, motionless, as if he couldn't hear its words.

   But he could clearly hear—clearly.

  Half Snake said: "I have a way to help you find the real her."

   "How? Want to try?"

  The words full of temptation are like the poisonous snake that tempted Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. They are well versed in human nature and hit their weaknesses directly.

  It knew that he would be moved—because that was the person he had endured all kinds of hardships, endured the humiliation, and insisted on coming to see the person he gritted his teeth.

  He's been thinking about her, and he's—only her.

   "Hoo..."

  He was breathing heavily, like a crouching beast.

  Born with evil spirits, the demon nature manifests itself.

  Magic patterns covered his body, invaded his bone soul, and turned him into the most vicious half-demon existence. (end of this chapter)