An Menghan froze on the spot and subconsciously rubbed his eyes. When he took a closer look, there was nothing there.
"You still have energy!" An Zaitian's hand floated under Wu Sheng's nose, and he hurriedly said to Uncle Hai: "Lao Hai! Hurry!"
An Menghan looked around in confusion, holding the jade pendant tightly in his hand. After a long time, there was still no movement.
Liu Yiyi's choked voice came to her ears: "Why are you so brave..."
An Menghan immediately ran to Liu Yiyi's side and comforted her softly.
But An Menghan didn't notice what movements she was making with her hands...
At noon the next day, we were at another place where Anjia lived.
Several of An Zaitian's personal doctors examined the three people again and then nodded to An Zaitian who was silent for a long time.
The best among them was Zhang Buyu. He was just greatly frightened and now he was awake with his head down without saying a word.
Cai Liuchen was injured all over his body, but he was not seriously injured. Coupled with the huge movement, he would wake up soon.
As for Wu Sheng's condition, it was not too good. Not only was his body slightly injured, but he was also exhausted. Even now, he has not recovered much.
Judging from his body shape, Wu Sheng had almost lost weight, and his sleeping expression remained tense.
The faces of An Zaitian, An Menghan and Liu Yiyi all showed fear.
Among them, the one who was most affected was An Zaitian. Nine people died last night, and the body of one person was even carried away by the cat demon.
And most of these people were people who had ridiculed Wu Sheng.
An Zaitian kept associating the scene he heard about with the scene he saw early yesterday morning: "Is there any connection between these?"
After Zhang Buyu woke up, An Zaitian asked him about the scene he had seen last night.
When he heard that it was a monster, An Zaitian nodded slowly. When he saw the two cat monsters, he was mentally prepared.
This was a huge blow to him. How could a monster come to him when he was so good?
With this in mind, An Zaitian sat there with a frown on his face. The remaining questions could only be answered when the other two people woke up.
"Will anyone be instigated?" An Zaitian asked himself softly, holding his chin with both hands.
Seeing An Zaitian struggling, An Menghan finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to come forward to persuade him, but his eyes looked at Wu Sheng from time to time.
When An Zaitian was talking to her, he also noticed something strange about her, but he didn't say much, but the expression on his face moved slightly.
His deep eyes revealed an incomprehensible look...
While Wu Sheng was sleeping, he had the same dream over and over again.
That was when he encountered rumors after chasing Zhang Buyu yesterday morning.
This time, he repeatedly saw the empty memory in himself. He froze in place and saw it again and again. This feeling filled his facial features.
It doesn't feel like a dream at all.
This time, he didn't know how many times he had repeated it.
"Come again?" Wu Sheng watched as the retreating figures faded little by little, while the human figures beside him emerged little by little.
This time, the energy they exuded was stronger, not aggressive, but full of negative emotions.
Wu Sheng almost lost himself in this feeling, and that shuddering aura tightly surrounded him.
Greed, desire, hypocrisy, selfishness, profit-seeking, madness, arrogance, loss and other auras are affecting Wu Sheng.
These things actually slowly penetrated into his body, trying to blend into his aura.
"Lost...lost?" Wu Sheng's brain was groggy, and his emotions began to change accordingly.
He showed a ferocious smile inexplicably, but a question came out of his mouth: "Haha! Lost... Lost?! When did there suddenly be another Lost?"
But the surroundings were still filled with gossip and noisy voices. Wu Sheng subconsciously looked at the crowd around him.
His eyes were full of shock and contempt. When did there suddenly be an extra person? !
The figure of this man was similar to Wu Sheng, but the facial features on his face could not be clearly seen.
The harder Wu Sheng tried to look, the blurrier it became.
Wu Sheng raised his hands and rubbed his eyes carelessly, but when he opened his eyes, the figure suddenly came to him silently.
"Huh?" Wu Sheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to test, and the figure disappeared in an instant.
After taking a closer look, the figure returned to the crowd, and then the crowd's words began to change.
"This kid is a disaster. He violated the taboo of paper puppet show and got his father killed."
"No, no." A man next to her interrupted the woman: "He didn't just kill his father?"
"He killed many people in his neighborhood, but we cannot use a word as simple as a disaster star to describe him."
"The people who were harmed have all left the village."
"And he also hid in the coffin." A fat woman in the lead suddenly raised her head and showed a cunning look: "Are you right?"
"Even his master was defeated by him."
"Hahahaha..." Her words made everyone burst into laughter.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Sheng felt a huge change in his mood and mood. The aura he had seen before now became his!
Wu Sheng looked down upon them, lowered his head and laughed gloomily. His eyes changed from selfishness to greed, and from greed to arrogance.
"Oh?" He suddenly raised his head and said arrogantly, "It seems... that's right."
"Hahaha." Wu Sheng's laughter was hoarse and harsh, and his voice completely covered everyone's laughter.
The figure whose face could not be seen clearly started to tremble. He seemed to be smiling, but his behavior was surprisingly intense.
Then he suddenly stopped moving and tilted his head to look at Wu Sheng, who was laughing wildly.
At this time, something strange began to happen under Wu Sheng's feet, but he himself was completely unaware of it.
The ground made a shattering sound and began to crack outward bit by bit. These cracks surrounded Wu Sheng's feet.
There seemed to be something coming out from under the ground. Wu Sheng finally discovered the situation under his feet, but he chose to ignore it.
Because his brain was occupied by all the emotions he saw, he was sometimes crazy and sometimes silent, and his hypocritical cheeks looked stiff.
At this moment, a withered hand suddenly appeared and grabbed Wu Sheng's ankle.
Along with the gap caused by the appearance of this hand, one withered hand after another emerged from the ground...
