The Hunter Under the Tree of Origin Chapter 15: : wax figure

The city is still brightly lit in the early morning, there are not many pedestrians on the street, and the street lights are dim.

Wang Ji sat in the back seat, with a sleepy woman lying beside him. The pale-faced driver drove the car blankly. As the headlights shone, some figures vaguely flashed by the side of the road, fast and indistinct, as if they were looking at Wang Ji, but they didn't. The real world is just the noise of wheels rolling on the road.

The city at night is very quiet, very quiet.

After about 15 minutes, Wang Ji returned to the bar.

He looked at the night scene outside the car window along the way. Maybe it was because of someone protecting him, he didn't see any unknown creatures approaching him, and this time he came back safely.

"There are three men and one woman over there. They just met today. The little girl is very stupid and young, and she has been poured into a bad shape. If she is taken away by three men like this, it is hard to guarantee that some regrets will happen. Things. You send those men away, and then send the girl home. Remember, don't take advantage of the opportunity. Be back in half an hour."

Lily talked to Wang Ji who came back.

Until this moment, Wang Ji understood that the main work of his part-time job still revolved around women. He asked Lily: "Why don't you just call your demons to go? I believe they are more efficient than me."

"Must have you, because they crave blood more than you see steak when you're hungry, boy."

Lily seemed to be smiling in the dark.

…

The time gradually approached the early morning.

It was not until three o'clock in the morning that Wang Ji saw off the last drunk female customer. The work of running back and forth was finally over, he stood by the bar, and said to Lily who was sitting in the dark: "If possible, I want to rest at the bar tonight."

"Are you afraid to go out?"

Lily's tone of questioning was very light, and her bright eyes turned to look at Wang Ji behind the dark bar.

"Yes."

Wang Ji did not shy away from it. He didn't think he could easily risk himself without arms. He hasn't really touched Mrs. Isa's mansion yet, let alone put himself in danger so soon,

"But you don't look scared at all." Lily smiled, "The night goblin outfit has been traded to you. You have to go home alone. You think this is a meaningless adventure, but you can see some incredible things in advance." It’s better than being caught off guard. What you’re accepting now is the assessment of an independent hunter, right? Do you know what independence is?”

…

3:40 am.

Wang Ji walked back to the community. In the end, Lily still refused to let him stay in the bar. The night goblin deal was done, he shouldn't back down, he should stand up. Although Wang Ji knew that the danger he faced was not afraid of meaning at all. The Isa mansion he wanted to investigate, not the unknown creatures thrown out to hunt him down. At this time, he can only comfort himself, so he should understand it in advance. Although dangerous, it should be worth it.

Go to the coolest place at night.

The building he lives in is only seven stories high, which was built very early in the community, and there is no elevator. In terms of planning, this building seems to be specially prepared for renting. Looking around, there is a feeling of staff dormitory, which is messy and has traces of changes over time. There are also weeds growing in the corner. It was midnight, and there were cats barking and dogs barking in the community. Woke up several voice-activated lights in the corridor of the south building. Otherwise, the west and north sides are basically completely in darkness.

"The light is broken."

Wang Ji said quietly.

His room is on the 6th floor of the north building, and the voice-activated lights from the first floor to the sixth floor are all turned off, but the lights on the seventh floor are on. He still clearly remembered that when he went home last night, the voice-activated lights on the north building were intact. But today it was all broken. For no reason, he felt a threat, touched his chest, and chose to go upstairs from the south.

He can still go home from the south building through the corridor of the west building.

"They may have already found them, but they didn't find me, but found my home. Now that they are here, let's see what unknown creatures they are!"

He thought so.

Thinking of it this way, he felt a dull pain in his chest. It was the scar from his death not so long ago. The night goblin suit was implanted into the scar on his chest. It was a dark dress that was so dark that one could cast one's gaze into it. It was so light that one could hardly feel the weight in one's hand. It was so thin that it seemed that it could not cover the body at all. But when Wang Ji put the night goblin suit close to his chest, the tattered suit, like an awakened evil spirit, rushed into his chest and burrowed into the scar on his chest.

At the top of the stairs, as Wang Ji stepped on the stairs, he suddenly heard some slight noises. The sound came from the upper floors, like a dragging sound of a body crawling. With a bang, the light bulb at the corner of the corridor shattered. As the darkness invaded, Wang Ji immediately pressed his hand on his chest. Immediately afterwards, the night goblin costume that seemed to be burning quickly covered and spread to every corner of his body, including his feet and his head, all of which were completely covered.

Only his eyes were left in the black shadow, shining with a strange blood-red hexagram. Wang Ji noticed that his vision had also undergone some subtle changes. This feeling was extremely difficult to explain clearly. The world in the blackness was gray and a little whitish, and every detail in the silent night became rich and full, unfolding before his eyes .

In front of his eyes, a black mist began to spread down the stairs going up at the corner of the stairs. The sound of dragging in the quiet night became more and more clear, like a pile of rotten meat dragging on the ground. At this moment, he could still feel his hair growing, and soon, Mo Yu's long hair merged with the night magic costume , hanging down gracefully with a mysterious magic power, hiding in the darkness together with him.

He looked up and saw a pile of rotting corpses dragging their legs down the stairs on the second floor. They had no heads. Empty, rotting bodies swayed in the night. Wang Ji retreated quickly and hid in the darkness. Turning around, listening to some sharp sounds. It should be something like fingernails, and there was a sharp movement from rubbing against the floor.

The corpse-like monster slowly turned to the corner of the stairs, suddenly pounced, fell to the first floor, and fell into a pile of mud. Its sharp nails pierced the rotten flesh of his abdomen. Grasping at this juncture, Wang Ji jumped up, turned and jumped up the corner of the stairs. Floating up, the jagged hem of the clothes and the lightly dancing hairline fluttered with the night wind, like a fluctuating flame of nothingness.

At such a moment, his body was as light as a feather, but he had his own orientation and quality, and he flew a few meters away with just a light leap, and landed silently without making a sound .

Crunch!

The pair of rotten meat that fell into a pile actually stood up again. In Wang Ji's eyes, he could clearly see wisps of black mist escaping from the second floor and entering into the corpse of the muddy flesh. Drive it deep into the concrete, then pull it out.

"Is this black mist the source of its recovery?"

Wang Ji immediately judged something from the current situation. He stretched out his hand forward and separated the layer of black mist with his hand as black as a firework. Immediately, the bones of the monster below creaked, turned around with great effort, and bent its newly recovered legs.

Hoo!

It jumped back to the corner of the stairs, and the turbulent black mist immediately moved it. At such a moment, Wang Ji also jumped up to the second floor, turned around, and hid behind the wall. Heavy breathing came from the corner of the stairs, and the headless man had an indescribable aura relying only on the vibration of his chest. Wang Ji turned his head and saw the black mist spreading on the second floor and extending to the third floor, as well as the rotten meat slowly walking on the second floor of the west building and the back building.

They are not one.

Wang Ji realized the danger, and all the voice-activated lights could no longer be turned on. At this moment, he could hear the sound of those dogs barking so uneasy. Seeing the monsters in the west building and the north building coming towards where he was, Wang Ji held his breath, and quickly rushed to the third floor. In an instant, the monster climbing up from the corner of the stairs suddenly jumped to his side and fell into mud!

The monster that was smashed into mud was still waiting to recover, but Wang Ji had already turned around and grabbed a bone spur in the rotten flesh, and with a powerful stroke, the whole rotten flesh was broken into two pieces! A rotting corpse rushed up behind him, and sharp bone spurs pierced through Wang Ji's body in an instant. These seemingly slow things have unusual explosive power, at a distance of at least three hundred meters, they rushed over so quickly and silently. But at the moment of passing through, the monster seemed to be taken aback.

The bone spur pierced through nothingness and flashed through Wang Ji's body!

Wang Ji was also taken aback. While he was in a daze, the monster didn't seem to move at all. In this short moment, a weird thought appeared in his mind, and then he seemed to smell an unpleasant smell of wax, and the headless rotten flesh in front of him seemed not to be a rotting body, but a wax figure.

Immediately, Wang Ji saw his own night demon body that was burning with dark flames, and he understood it all at once. He turned around sharply and stabbed with bone spurs, breaking through the wind quickly, so fast that he himself was a little difficult to control, he plunged into the hollow in the center of the headless monster's shoulder, and swiped downward vigorously. But just like a monster assassinating Wang Ji, he has now missed.

At this moment, the wax figure monster who seemed to understand something stretched out his hand, and firmly grasped Wang Ji's arm. After two slams, the monster's powerful dry claws tightly held Wang Ji. forearm.

Soundless oppression and pain followed, and the bones were almost shattered. Wang Ji endured the pain and stared at the monster in front of him. At such a close distance, the unpleasant waxy smell became even stronger. The other monsters on the second floor rushed over quickly, and the moment they pounced, Wang Ji suddenly stopped moving.

Unexpectedly, these monsters whose intestines were solidified by wax water also stagnated in the air, lifelike, their bodies seemed to be supported by a kind of black mist, and they were able to stay in the air. This kind of scene is rare in a lifetime, but Wang Ji didn't even dare to move again. All these scenes are as he guessed, these monsters are actually wax figures.

"It turned out to be exactly as I thought. This kind of monster is moving because of me. If I don't move, they won't move. The bodies of these things should be spirit bodies, just like me in Night Demon now. .”

Wang Ji's eyes became serious, and the intense pain from his forearm was still tormenting his nerves. Even so, his mind remains sharp. The fact that night devils can touch spirit bodies means that night devils are also spirit bodies, and so are monsters. To put it bluntly, he is now a ghost beating a ghost.