So I Am A Demon Descendent!

ghost?

I'm afraid it's not as simple as a ghost.

Li Xianyu nodded: "I believe it."

Instead, Huang Yicong said, "True faith."

Of course I believe that I did not deal with grievances, and I just solved one in the restaurant ... Li Xianyu grumbled in his heart and smiled on his face: "Those I haven't seen may not exist, but On what grounds must it not exist? So it is not necessary to argue whether there are ghosts in this world, after all, no one has ever seen them. "

Huang Yicong was surprised and nodded, "Actually, I do n’t know if that thing is a ghost ..... My hometown is Chongming, the last stop where the Yangtze River meets the sea. The Yangtze River is scattered in the tributaries of Chongming, and there is just a river Pass by the village where I live. "

It was a midsummer night, and the night sky was still shining with stars, and a faint moonlight was shining on the field, shining among the weeds, and shining in the dense forest. Every child who grew up in the countryside, after a few years, will remember the sound of insects in the memory, and the quiet and peaceful countryside night.

But Huang Yicong was reluctant to go back to his childhood countryside. That night, he and his companion went fishing for the yellow cricket. I do n’t know why. The harvest was very poor.

"Otherwise we should go to the river and have a look." The companion said.

"There are water ghosts by the river, so I can't go at night." Huang Yicong was timid when he was a kid, so he didn't dare to go.

"It was all adults who lied to us," my companion said. "Last time my dad and I kept the field, it was too hot at night, and I slept on the grave beside the field."

I ca n’t catch scutellaria baicalensis tonight, and there will be no fragrant braised scallion fragrant rice tomorrow. Men have special feelings for scutellaria baicalensis, as do boys. Huang Yicong did not resist Huang's temptation, and as his companion passed through the field, he came to the river.

The tributaries of the Yangtze River at that time were much clearer than now, the river was not wide, and the water was gentle. The moon was shining on the calm river, deep and silent, and there was a gloom of children who did not understand.

They searched back and forth by the river for a long time, and the yellow cormorants that always raised their heads were usually high in the weekdays. Today, they seem to be particularly debilitated, without one, which is very unreasonable. At that time, there was no industrial pollution in the river. In the hot summer, there must be a strong look of Huang Huangxiong.

But today I do n’t know why. Not only can you not see the yellow cricket, the river surface is calm and there are no splashes of fish activities.

"Would we like to find a cage?" After the companion scratched his head and scratched his head, he came up with an idea.

During the day, villagers will throw shrimp cages in the river for fishing. The next morning, they will come and harvest. How much can be harvested.

Stealing other people's fishing cages is definitely not lacking in morality. It's a basic operation. Everyone does this.

Today you steal me, tomorrow I steal yours.

The only problem is that your eyes are bright enough to find where the fishing line is hidden. The river connects the Yangtze River and the ocean. It is not easy for you to find a fishing shrimp cage.

After searching for a long time and found nothing, Huang Yicong instinctively feared the atmosphere of the riverside, urging his companions to return.

In order to prevent children from running and swimming in the river without permission, adults will always scare the children to say that there are water monkeys, water ghosts and the like in the river.

"I found it." Suddenly, the companion cheered, and found a fishing line tied to a stone in the grass by the river, and pulled along the line with a force to the shore: "You also come to help."

Huang Yicong was also very happy. Finding the fish meant that he would not get nothing today. He just hoped that there would be some good goods in it.

Fishing was pulled up, empty.

"Hey, it's broken." The companion scattered the fish, squatted down to see, and the fish seemed to have been bitten by something, and there was no fish in it.

"I, let's go." Huang Yicong swallowed. He was a little scared. The fishing is not old, but it is very strong. Here is fresh water, not the sea. Freshwater creatures can never dry saltwater creatures. What can Bite the fish?

The river is so quiet today, Huang Huang dare not look up, does it mean that there is something terrible in the river?

"No, I'll look again. I have nothing to bring back today. Dad wants to say mine." The companion said.

"I'll go and **** there, you can find it yourself." Huang Yicong said.

"Don't sneak back," the companion shouted at his back.

Huang Yicong returned after finishing drawing, and he couldn't see his companion everywhere. Finally, he found his companion several tens of meters away. At that time, he had stepped into the river, flooded his knees, and there seemed to be a figure opposite his companion.

The figure protruded half of the body from the water, and the two seemed to be talking.

Seeing this scene, Huang Yicong had a split heart and liver, the river was deep, and the position of the figure was estimated to be several meters deep. If he stood in the water, how tall would he be?

Through the bright moonlight, Huang Yicong saw the figure clearly. It is clearly different from human beings, with a bald head and hair on the edges. It seemed to be handing something over to its companion, with its hands sticking out of the water, huge palms with thick flesh webs between its fingers.

Huang Yicong shouted in fright, and the thing dived into the water in panic.

"That thing must be a water monkey." Huang Yicong said, even after all these years, he still had a lingering recollection of what happened that year.

"What happened later." Li Xianyu asked, there must be a follow-up to the story, but if this is the case, it will not be kept in mind for many years, and the current situation speculates that the thing seems to come back to Huang Yicong.

"I pulled my friend up from the water. He looked dull and empty, as if he lost his soul. He followed me homelessly. The next day he walked around the village and his parents took him to see Doctor, asking Banxian to come to the house to recruit the soul, it didn't work. The village said that he was taken away by the water ghost in the river. "

"On the third night, I slept at home and suddenly heard someone calling my name by the window. I opened the window and saw him standing outside my window and smiling at me."

"I asked him why he came to my house so late. He said he had something to hand to me ... he was normal at the time, and he seemed to have lost his soul. He gave it to me and left." Here, Huang Yicong turned his head, and his face was as pale as paper: "In the morning, I heard the news of his death. He died very miserably. I didn't know what was cut off his chest, and his internal organs were filled. Blood. Strangely, his parents didn't hear anything or screams that night. The police found a thick liquid near his bed with a pungent stench but couldn't say it What is that. The case has not been broken up to now. "

Li Xianyu lit a cigarette and frowned, "What does that thing look like, do you remember it?"

Huang Yicong carefully recalled: "It looks very short, looks like a human, has a bare head, and has hair around it. At that time, it was dark and I couldn't see clearly. I just remembered that the skin seemed black ..... his Eyes, his eyes are red, it seems to glow. "

Huang Yicong's face was ugly: "This is a water monkey, which is very similar to the water monkey described by everyone."

Demon blood is boiling!

Li Xianyu thought of this word inexplicably. After he was resurrected, he quietly asked the thunder and lightning king to watch the video of grandmother and grandmother leaving.

In the video, grandma is floating in the air, and her eyes are flashing with scarlet light, like a witch born.

The King of Thunder and Lightning told him that it was an abnormal shape caused by genetic boiling in the blood, and it was called demon blood boiling.

Bloodlines have such anomalies in two cases.

One: ready to die.

For example, after taking the "Five Second Real Man" potion, the demon blood will boil.

Two: Bloodthirsty blood.

This kind of monster has devoured flesh and blood for a long time, and the body function has always maintained the hunting state, and the blood of the monster is always boiling.

It can be inferred that something suspected of a water monkey is by no means a good kind.

"What did your friend give you?" Li Xianyu asked.

"It's a ring." Huang Yicong said, taking off the ring that he had been wearing from his neck, more accurately, it was a jade finger.

It turned out to be ...

Li Xianyu is no stranger to it. At the beginning of school, Huang Yicong always wore it. Everyone has lived together for nearly three years. How much Tintin is clear, let alone a finger.

This finger is common, and it looks like it is spreading goods, even if it is really jade, it is not worth anything.

Without this story, Li Xianyu would not have noticed it at all.

"So, have you guessed it?" Li Xianyu took his finger and played carefully: "It came back and asked you for something."

"My friend's death was probably because he didn't keep the ring and it couldn't find his own thing, so he ate my friend." Huang Yicong bowed his head ~ www.readwn.com ~ rubbing his jade ring with his fingers: "I've been wearing him This is a relic left by my friends. I have n’t said anything about it, and no one believed it. ”

But why does it keep the ring for your friends?

Li Xianyu didn't ask this question, but looked at his face with a worried look, his roommate with a dull look, Shen Shen: "What have you encountered these days?"

"I don't know if it's an illusion or a dream. Someone talked in my ear and told me to give it back to him. After waking up the next day, I was fine."

What is it, you look like a copy of that friend of yours.

"When did this happen?"

"It's been two days."

"..." Li Xianyu looked at him silently: "If you remember correctly, your friend died on the third day."

Huang Yicong was shocked, and his blood color faded.

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