The Daily Life of the Great Demon King

Scarlett felt that he might have a problem with his ears, otherwise, how could he hear a sour taste from the calm and no emotional ups and downs of the day and night?

He shook his head in fright.

But no one cares about his thoughts at the moment.

Yuheng watched the day and night, frowning, and directly denied, "No, I remember everything since I was born. The old man died very early. I lived alone in the bamboo forest for a long time, and then I met Xiaoyi and Xiaoyi. Red them, no one taught me."

"Before this memory of yours... forget it, if you don't have it, don't have it." Day and night, habitually, he didn't bother to argue with her.

Yuheng still frowned, and after a while, he stretched out, and said indifferently like the day and night, "Forget it, it doesn't matter." After that, he looked angry at Bise, "Don't ask me this kind of question next time!" "

Scarlet: "...Yes, I was wrong."

...

In the ward, the people at the door had changed several batches, and the door was finally opened.

After all, the resentful spirit has just taken shape, even if this environment is suitable for her growth, it will take a certain amount of time. With her ability, it is not easy to do this step and trap these people for so long.

The people in the room rushed out.

Soon this crowded room became empty, but not everyone left, and there were several people who were curled up on the ground and occasionally groaned slightly.

Among them, when the old man’s body changed and caused panic at first, in the panic, he was crushed by others and fell to the ground. Later, when crowded to the door, he was pulled back by the people behind. When they finally escaped, they were brutally overthrown by others.

The power of the resentful spirits can only intimidate and temporarily trap them, and the same kind are the ones who really hurt them.

But they are still afraid of ghosts subconsciously.

This is due to human beings’ awe of unknown powers, although they don’t care about it on weekdays, when they really face it, they only know fear.

Among the injured, one of them was the middle-aged man who spoke harsh words to Grandma Xu on the second floor in the afternoon. His surname was Wang and his name was Wang Dahong. How rampant it was then, how miserable and ridiculous it is now. He was lying on the ground, not far in front of him, was the cell phone he had been squeezed out before. He groaned and stretched out his hand to grab it with all his strength, but when he straightened his hand, the phone was still about one meter away from him.

Little by little, he moved forward with difficulty.

Finally, the finger touched the phone.

The quality of the phone is good, even if it is dropped and stepped on. However, his finger was stained with blood and his fingerprint was blurred and could not be unlocked, so he had to grab it back with difficulty and enter the password to unlock it.

Every number has almost exhausted all energy.

The blood printed one after another deep and shallow marks on the screen, as if to show some ominousness.

After unlocking, the interface remains the same as the one used to make calls before, and the three words ‘Yu Xianshi’ are written in the address book.

Dial out.

Toot...Toot...Toot...

...

Xishui City is a bathing city in the world.

In the VIP room, the light above the head emits a warm yellow light.

Several men lay on the bed with a white towel on them, enjoying the massage while chatting with each other.

"Mr. Yu, are you going there in these two days?" a man with big ears asked.

"Yeah." The person called Mr. Yu is a middle-aged man about forty years old. He is a bit thin and has a vicious feeling in his facial features.

"Boss Li, speaking of it, the results will come out soon, right?" another asked.

Boss Li, the fat-eared man laughed, "According to my years of experience, it has been these two days and I have to go if I don't leave! Those idiots want to win money from me and dream!"

Mr. Yu frowned slightly.

The fat man realized that his voice was too loud, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his fat-stacked hand, and silenced.

Only then did Mr. Yu's brows relax.

But soon, there was a buzzing sound.

The fat man whispered angrily, "Damn, whose cell phone?!"

The next moment, Mr. Yu said coldly, "Mine."

The fat man's face suddenly became ugly, as if he had eaten shit, he was slanderous, and shouted at the service staff, "What are you looking at, don't you get Mr.'s cell phone!"

The service staff smiled and quickly took the phone.

Mr. Yu took a look and found that the caller ID was Wang Dahong. He remembered this man, his mouth was sweet and could talk, he had winks, and he knew what to do when he glanced over.

Mr. Yu answered the phone with a casual attitude and a cold voice, "Xiao Wang, what's the matter?"

"Help...Help..." A hoarse voice came out of the earpiece.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Yu's heart sank.

"Ghost...there is ghost...the fairy...help..." The intermittent words were unclear.

"You speak clearly." Mr. Yu said solemnly.

The next moment, a scream came from the receiver.

"Ah -" The stern voice, as if I could feel the despair and fear of the person who made the sound at this moment.

"Xiao Wang?...Xiao Wang?! What's wrong, can you hear Xiao Wang?"

In the earpiece, faintly painful groans and fearful shouts were intertwined and mixed, and it was not very real. After that, without warning, there was a harsh sound, like a nail scratching a blackboard, making people feel uncomfortable.

"Dududu..."

The phone suddenly hung up and everything was calm.

Everyone in the room was paying attention to the situation here. Seeing that the phone was hung up, the fat man hurriedly asked concerned, "Mr. Yu, what's the matter?"

Mr. Yu looked deep, sat up from the bed, "Go, something happened over there!"

...

Xiaolongshan Nursing Home, in the ward on the third floor.

The power of the resentful spirit is constantly getting stronger, and soon he can show his figure and manipulate the real thing.

She appeared in front of the man calling for help, her body bent into a terrible angle, her head close to his eyes, her twisted and permeating face caught in his eyes.

The man's pupils dilated instantly, and he screamed in fright. In the next moment, the bedside table floating above my head lost its power and smashed down severely.

Blood splattered.

The call continues.

The resentful spirit floated in front of other people, repeated the behavior just now, and moved his head as if earnestly distinguishing. But until everyone in the room was seen, the bedside table was no longer used.

The spirit body passed through the wall and disappeared into the room.

Scarlet came over, hung up the phone with her foot, and then looked back at Yu Heng, "Don't care about her?" He was referring to the resentful spirit formed by the old man's soul.

"Just follow." Yu Heng's voice was faint.

Life and death are fateful.

The causes that were once planted become the fruits that are now produced.

She will not intervene at will for the time being.

"Okay." Scarlett nodded.

So the group left the room on the third floor and followed the breath of resentful spirits.

...

The corridor was empty, and the light from the overhead light seemed to be a pale color at the moment.

There is not a single figure.

Yuheng and the others walked for a while, and the figure of the resentful spirit floated out of the ward next to it. Obviously, her abilities are still not strong enough to be able to explore the surrounding environment by means of divine consciousness, so she must look for it room by room.

The resentful spirit floated into another room.

Then a scream of horror rang out from the crack in the door and echoed in the empty and dark corridor.

When the resentful spirit came out, there was no sound in the room, but there was no breath of death, and it was probably frightened.

Speaking of it, it would be silly not to run away, but to hide in such a close place when he knew there was a ghost. However, when people are panicked, it is difficult to think calmly and rationally, and many actions are made subconsciously.

The resentful spirit searched one room after another, and finally went to the end of the corridor.

Two screams sounded in succession, accompanied by the breath of blood and death, spreading from the room, mixing with the grievances in the air, and constantly supplying the wraith spirit energy, allowing her to grow faster.

"It's the third one," Scarlett said.

"This is their fate." There was no expression on Yu Heng's face, and his voice was indifferent and unhappy.

Yu Ling's body became clearer, and she seemed to have a certain level of consciousness. After coming out of the room, she followed the corridor back, and then floated downstairs.

Yuheng and the others continued to follow her.

When she reached the door, she stopped moving, but kept wandering around, because the sun was still hanging in the sky, and dusk had not arrived, it was not the time when the newly born resentful spirits like her could move freely.

From the door, you can see the gate of the sanatorium.

A group of people squeezed over there, clawing at the door, trying to escape. It’s a pity that they didn’t know that when the aura that swallowed the wraith spirit was imprisoned by Yuheng, the formations depicted in this area were activated, completely sealing off this place. Nothing could leave from here, and people outside would also enter. If you don't come, you won't notice it.

Of course, this barrier is useless to people with advanced cultivation.

Yuheng and his party were able to stop Jiang Qingtian and Jin Tian, ​​and the rest could not even stop the nine lives.

"Her sanity is disappearing a little bit." Yu Heng looked at the resentful spirit floating in the doorway, and then looked at the blue sky outside the door, "The sun is going to set soon. After dusk, when there is a magical time, there is no place here. safe."

In that group, except for a few natal charts that showed a strong black that clearly indicated death, the others were all up in the air, life and death uncertain, some were related to the Master Yu on the phone, and some could not be spied at all, which proved from the side. , Is related to Yuheng.

Out of control of the resentment is inevitable, and there will also be people stopping her.

On the natal chart, we can see all the misfortunes and blessings of life and death.

...

From the downtown area of ​​Xishui to the Xiaolongshan Sanatorium, under normal circumstances, Mr. Yu and his party stepped on the gas pedal desperately. They did not care about speeding. They finally rushed outside the sanatorium at sunset.

It took less than fifty minutes.

He was worried all the way, but he couldn't make a call.

The car stopped outside the gate, and the doorman greeted him graciously, only to find that his face was extremely ugly.

"Xian... Master, has something happened?"

Mr. Yu had no mental understanding. He looked up at the barrier that enveloped the entire nursing home. Combined with what Wang Dahong had said on the phone before, he could probably guess what happened, but he just didn’t know what went wrong. , Resulting in accidents.

With his ability, dealing with this kind of thing can be said to be very easy, but for some reason, an ominous premonition was born in his heart for no reason, as if as long as he stepped into this door, he would encounter something terrible.

But he finally chose to go in because he had no way out.

Go in is unknown, retreat, you will die!

The sun has completely fallen to the bottom of the mountain, and the time has come for the devil.

The moment he pushed the door in, a scream sounded, the breath of blood and death filled his face, and a strong resentment rushed toward him.