Every day I open my eyes, I'm running for my life

Chapter 33 Invisible Demon

"Why don't you just go away?" The old beggar closed his eyes and hummed dissatisfiedly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If I don't move, I won't do anything!" the little beggar retorted.

"You idiot, you dare to talk back to me." The old beggar was unhappy when he heard this and struggled to get up from the haystack.

He was just about to teach the little beggar a lesson when he saw a person standing behind the little beggar against the moonlight.

"Why did I just talk back and call me stupid? If I hadn't pretended to be stupid and begged for food, you old man would have been reduced to ashes." The little beggar muttered and raised his eyes to look at the old beggar.

I saw him sitting up, raising his neck, looking at me, but it didn't look like he was looking at me, he looked lost.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why don't you say anything?" Huzi called several times, but the old beggar didn't move.

The old beggar looked at the person behind Huzi and swallowed his saliva nervously.

"You keep pretending all day long, what's wrong with you?" Huzi raised his buttocks, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the old beggar.

This flicker didn't matter, but it made him notice the shadow cast on the old beggar's face.

Today is the sixteenth full moon, which is exceptionally bright.

Looking at the shape and position of the shadow, Huzi discovered that its owner was standing behind him.

"My biological mother." Huzi also froze like an old beggar.

He shivered, ignoring the mosquitoes buzzing around his ears and the itchy swelling on his hands and feet. He quickly turned around, lowered his head, and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Master of Hell, please forgive me. I will never talk back to you again."

Aunt Xu, who used to sell vegetables, always told him that children who were unfilial and disobedient would be captured by the King of Hell, fried in hell, and eaten by ghosts.

He is most afraid of the King of Hell, being fried, and being eaten by ghosts.

Lin Fenghe opened his eyes drowsily and saw that the surrounding area was bright, he frowned and closed his eyes again.

"Who turned on the light so brightly..." After that, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Huzi, who was lying on the ground, trembled even more in fear when he heard what the ghost evil master said.

"Master Yama, please spare me. I will never talk back again."

The invisible demon reoccupied the body. It lowered its head and looked at the old and the young, then slowly squatted down.

"Child," it said.

When Huzi heard Gui Sha Ye calling him, he quickly raised his head to answer.

"Old King of Hell..." He saw the face that was approaching him clearly, and then he noticed that the Lord of Hell that he had been calling for so long was actually a woman, and one who looked young.

Huzi quickly stopped talking and kowtowed a few more times: "Empress of Hell, please spare me. I will never talk back again."

Intangible didn't care what the little thing called it. It raised its hand and grabbed Huzi's head, pinched his chin and lifted his head up from the ground.

Huzi was forced to look at Invisible.

I saw the small eyes of the Queen of Hell in his mouth filled with moonlight, which were particularly bright.

He looked into these eyes and gradually felt that he was particularly sleepy and tired.

Invisibly opening its mouth to suck the child's life, the hand holding Hu Zi began to change.

The nails grew wildly and became sharp, quickly piercing Huzi's aging skin.

Blood slid down the nails and was invisible all over the hands. The red skin began to change and became as black as carbon.

The old beggar looked at the tiger that was gradually shrinking and lifeless. His sadness turned into anger and broke through his fear. He cried and struggled up from the ground, dragging his broken leg and running towards the invisible place with fists in the air.

"Let go of my grandson."

An invisible and silent curse was uttered, and before the old beggar could move half a meter away, he was knocked away by a force.

He hit the stone wall and fell down hard.

He vomited out a large mouthful of blood, with two tears hidden in the folds of his eyes. He watched the invisible man crush Huzi's head with his bare hands, and reluctantly took his last breath.

A dead hoot.

Invisible casually threw the headless little beggar out.

It turned around and looked at the bright moon in the sky, and licked the corners of its mouth.

Fly across the clouds and return to Thunder Palace.

Invisibly, he rummaged through Lin Fenghe's room, found the wooden hairpin that was stained with the scent of the sword cultivator, and threw it out.

After doing all this, it lay back on the bed and closed its eyes to sleep.

The sky is getting brighter.

Lin Fenghe's nostrils were blocked by a ball of furry stuff, and the suffocation sensation woke her up from her sleep.

When she opened her eyes, Qiuqiu's two little paws were pressed under her eyelids.

"Ouch--" the little beast let out a long, drawn-out cry.

Lin Fenghe frowned, raised his hand to grab the ball and took it off his face.

Qiuqiu jumped on her again in dissatisfaction.

"Ouch-ouch--" it growled and kept rubbing its body against Lin Fenghe's chin and neck.

Lin Fenghe became even more annoyed and turned over to try to shake it off.

But when he turned around, he saw that his house was in a mess, and he followed like a thief.

"Wow, who is so bold to go to the Thunder Palace to steal things?"

Lin Fenghe sat up straight and quickly went to check if there was anything missing.

Nothing was missing except some dug-out clothing and thunder bullets.

Lin Fenghe hurriedly picked up the clothes he wore yesterday and put them on, preparing to go to Xia Yunxiao to see how she was being robbed.

But when he looked at the thunderbolts on the table, he discovered that a wooden hairpin was missing.

She wanted to keep the hairpin to find the person who wrote the letter.

I looked around and still couldn't find it.

Lin Fenghe stood up in confusion.

The thief couldn't risk his life just to steal her worthless wooden hairpin.

Lin Fenghe couldn't figure it out, so he put on his shoes and socks, got up and walked out of the room.

As soon as she opened the door and took two steps, she saw a small wooden hairpin lying on the place where she buried the sparrow yesterday.

Isn't this the one she has?

Lin Fenghe hurriedly picked it up and put it in his arms with the thunder bullets.

After Xia Yunxiao's morning exercise, he saw Lin Fenghe squatting under the tree furtively, reaching into his arms to groping for something.

She approached Lin Fenghe slowly with light steps. Just as she was about to scare her, she saw that Lin Fenghe's hand was covered with dried dark red blood.

"what!"

she cried out.

Lin Fenghe trembled in fright and quickly turned his head to look behind him.

"Sister Qinghe, what's wrong with you? Why are there blood on your hands?" Xia Yunxiao quickly grabbed Lin Fenghe's right hand and looked at it.

Only then did Lin Fenghe notice that the color of his right hand was different.

"Is it blood?" she asked vaguely.

I don’t know what happened this morning.

Lin Fenghe felt that his mind was particularly confused, and it took him so long to see the dark red on his hand.

But there was no physical pain.

But even if I woke up, I would have been cured long ago.

"Sister Qinghe, how are you feeling? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Xia Yunxiao asked nervously.

Lin Fenghe shook his head: "No, I just feel like I haven't slept well. I feel tired everywhere."

Xia Yunxiao's brows relaxed after hearing this. She glanced up and down Lin Fenghe's body, then leaned close to Lin Fenghe's ear and asked softly.

"Sister Qinghe, have you come to Guishui?"

Lin Fenghe frowned. She didn't feel that she was menstruating.

But then I thought about it, the original owner was fifteen or sixteen years old, which was the age for menstruation.

Counting the days, it's been almost a month since she wore it, so it's probably coming soon.

Lin Fenghe nodded, did not deny it, and did not want to discuss this matter further.

The less people know about her immortality, the better.

Seeing this, Xia Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, Sister Qinghe, have you heard about it? The former head of the Eternal Life Palace took the lead in instigating a rebellion. Now he and Xuan Ming have occupied the Eternal Life Palace and started sending zombies around to hunt. Many cities with Eternal Life Trees have fallen. "

As she spoke, she sighed: "Well, the master of the Eternal Life Palace has not come forward, but the people of the Xiuxian Academy are very busy."

"We have to recruit students, we have to control the walking corpses, and we have to find a way to deal with the Palace of Eternal Life."

Lin Fenghe heard this and looked at Xia Yunxiao.

The original boss was instigating rebellion?
He is alive again?

(End of this chapter)