The end of the world starts with failing the exam

Seeing him smiling and nodding, Bai Aji followed him quietly.

It was like a lonely soul wandering in the rainy night, passing through the rain curtain with a silent and cold breath, until it began to hover over the corpses.

Maybe it was because I was very hungry.

As he swooped down, Baiaji neighed with excitement.

Just like the cry of a real horse, it resounded throughout Sentinel Ridge in an instant...

For a moment, the four corpses stood motionless like wooden piles, like food placed on a dinner plate.

It's not that refined, but it's still delicious.

The first dish Bai Aji chose was Qinshan.

That's right.

It hated this low-level creature who had been rude to its master.

while swooping down.

Bai Aji almost turned into a state of nothingness. Even Chen Jing didn't have time to see its movements clearly. It had already hugged Qin Shan tightly in his arms and flew high into the sky, starting to eat like a snake.

No biting.

No chewing.

It was a kind of hatred that was engraved in the bones.

"Finally I can take a break..."

Chen Jing knew that Bai Aji could handle the rest, so after collecting the envelope left by the old man, he put on his bag and walked into the old house.

Not a moment.

He came out again.

But this time he didn't have an empty hand. Instead, he held a broom made of sorghum seedlings. He waved the broom while shining it with his mobile phone, and carefully dealt with all the footprints left by Baiaji outside the house.

When he finished all this.

Baiaji has also eaten up the four portions of its own delicacies.

Because it had not yet received Chen Jing's order, it did not dare to land at this time and could only hover in mid-air at a low speed, making aggrieved whines from time to time.

"Don't come down, I'm busy..."

Chen Jing shook the water droplets on the broom and put it outside the coal shed without intending to take it back to the old house.

Otherwise, it would be too strange to have a wet broom in a clean room.

At this moment, Chen Jing was like a parent who was cleaning the house, while Bai Aji became the frightened child who was hiding on the sofa and not daring to put his feet on the ground.

It wasn't until Chen Jing took the relic whistle out of his bag and held it up high to indicate that it could go home that the poor Bai Aji dared to come down.

During the descent, Baiaji's body deformed violently.

The closer it is to Chen Jing, the smaller its body becomes.

Until it turns into a long, thin and curved black line and penetrates into the whistle...

"Be honest. If I don't let you out, then don't come out."

"Woo——"

Chen Jing ignored Bai Aji's voice humming in the whistle.

He used the light of his mobile phone to inspect the yard one last time to make sure there was nothing he missed, and then he returned to the second floor of the old house unhurriedly.

The bedroom on the second floor is where Chen Jing lived when he was a child.

Before entering the house, Chen Jing turned on the light and took a look.

Just as he imagined, the bedroom was in a mess.

"These dogs are so unreasonable... They just broke in and made a mess..."

Chen Jing picked up the photo frame that had fallen on the floor, wiped it with his sleeves and put it back on the desk.

The photos in the frames are old and appear blurry due to the erosion of time.

After all, the place where I took the photos was a photo studio in the countryside. The resolution captured by the film camera there is probably not even comparable to today's low-end mobile phones.

In the photo.

It was Chen Jing who had just turned one year old.

White, tender and pink.

The big eyes are round and bright, as cute as a porcelain doll.

The old lady just held Chen Jing and sat on the Taishi chair, her smile as kind as ever.

In order to look better when taking pictures with her grandson, she also specially wore a new cotton coat that she would only wear during the New Year. Her hair was also tied up with hairpins made of horn.

Chen Boxu was standing behind the old lady, expressionless like a human-shaped wooden stake. But now that Chen Jing looked carefully, he could see Chen Boxu's obsessive dullness.

Time flies like an arrow and like a steel knife scraping bones.

Although more than twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye, Chen Jing still felt extremely uncomfortable when looking at this photo.

"Now is not the time to feel uncomfortable..." Chen Jing rubbed his face, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and without any hesitation, pressed three numbers and dialed.

before the call is connected.

Chen Jing yawned and fell down on the bed he slept on when he was a child. Although this musty-smelling wooden bed was a bit small for him now, sleeping on it still felt the same peace of mind.

"Hello, Anshui County police officer No. 1 is on call."

Soon the call was connected, and a young man's voice came from there.

"Hello, I want to call the police..."

There was no expression on Chen Jing's face, he was completely calm, but when he spoke, he pretended to be trembling with fear.

"I, I suspect that my grandfather has been kidnapped!"

Chapter 66: Hiding your weapon and waiting for the right time to act

"Well...we already understand the basic situation, so let's go back and wait for our news."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work!"

It was already noon when I came out of the police station.

The scorching sun in the sky burned the earth without restraint, and even the sultry air seemed to turn into a kind of burning substance.

Without the protection of the cold air from the air conditioner, Chen Jing felt as if he had walked into a stove.

In a small shop on the street, Chen Jing bought a bottle of ice-cold mineral water and drank a few sips while standing on the street before feeling better.

"Woo——"

"Don't make a sound, I know."

Chen Jing stood at the bus stop hiding from the sun, seemingly drinking water and waiting for the bus casually, but the corner of his eye was always focused on a Santana not far away.

When he first entered the police station, Chen Jing noticed the old car that seemed to be old.

It had been parked on the side of the road without moving.

There were two people in the car.

The middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat must be about fifty years old. He is wearing headphones and seems to be listening to some music. His fingertips are crossing the screen from time to time, and he can't help but laugh a few times while shaking his shoulders.

The person sitting in the co-pilot was a woman. Because she was wearing a steam goggle, Chen Jing couldn't see her face clearly, so he could only judge from her clothing and skin condition. She was estimated to be no more than thirty years old.

The woman had been sleeping on the car seat with a U-shaped pillow around her neck. She seemed to be sleeping soundly and her breathing was extremely steady.

If ordinary passers-by saw them, no one would think much about them, and would forget about them in a blink of an eye.

But the problem is...

Chen Jing is not an ordinary person.

He is of old descent.

And through contact with Smith and others, Chen Jing has been able to easily judge the difference between ordinary people and "extraordinary beings". This has almost become a biological instinct...

If you really want to use a metaphor.

In Chen Jing's eyes, ordinary people are just a ball of flesh exuding turbidity.

And those extraordinary beings all have some kind of ancient fragrance.

Like flowers and fruits, refreshing.

Chen Jingdu had the urge to bite them...

"It's different from the smell of the aboriginal people in the other world. The smell of the ordinary people in the other world seems to be different..."

Chen Jing suppressed the emotions in his heart and drank ice water slowly, his eyes wandering.

He was certain that the two people sitting in Santana were extraordinary beings.

It is also certain that they come from the [Aether Association].

If not, how could it be such a coincidence?

Before he even arrived at the police station, they had already stood guard by the roadside. They had no intention of moving the car now, as it was obvious that something was going on.

But Chen Jing feels...

They are not here for themselves.

Chen Jing had also wondered before, why Smith didn't notice anything strange about him at first, and then later decided that he was a transcendent?

Think about it.

Chen Jing felt there was only one possibility.

Pray Aji.

Yes, the "smell" in Smith's mouth actually comes from the smell of Baiage...

That was not some mysterious energy aura.

It’s just pure “taste”.

Even ordinary people can smell it.

If there is, if there is not.

Decay and decay.

Although that smell symbolizes some kind of "ancient existence" and has a very strong characteristic, most people cannot distinguish it. At most, they will only think that it is a smell similar to mold.

Smith once compared the smell emitted by Baiage to "the smell of ancient ruins."

So infer from this.

These extraordinary beings were not aware of the identity of his old descendants at all, but they did see the extraordinary nature of Bai Aji.

And it is precisely because Chen Jing is often next to Bai Aji that the "strange smell" on Bai Aji's body has been partly tainted by Chen Jing... It can even be said that Smith compared him with that seat because of this. The ancient relics were connected together, and it was determined that he was a hidden extraordinary person, and Bai Aji was also proof.

If you were not a supernatural being, how could you possibly control such a terrifying monster?

"It seems that the extraordinary beings in this world are worse than the aboriginal people in the other world. They can't even distinguish the energy aura of the old descendants..."

Chen Jing screwed on the cap of the mineral water bottle and looked back at the 802 bus that was gradually slowing down and entering the station.

"I'll go back to the provincial capital to pack my luggage first, and then go through the resignation procedures. When I move back to Sentinel Ridge to settle down, I won't have to worry about anyone discovering my identity..."

Just because the extraordinary beings can't discover it for a while doesn't mean that they won't be able to discover it in their lifetime.

If that day comes.

Maybe some members of the [Ether Association] will also enter the other world.

Wait until they come back.

Maybe you can tell the difference between the old descendants and ordinary people.

But...at that point, who cares?