I sell demon meat in the city

Chapter 302 Extra 4: The One Who Escaped the Net - The Vampire Rose
"Xiao Tong, are you sick? Why is your face so pale?"

"Yeah, she looks pale and bloodless, that's not normal. Xiao Tong, if you're not feeling well, go ask the manager for leave, don't push yourself."

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine. I probably look a little tired because I've been staying up late these past few days. I'll rest tomorrow and catch up on my sleep."

After the girl named Xiaotong carried the coffee out of the break room, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. What a bunch of gossips!
Before, when she was dark-skinned, people said she was like charcoal, her skin was rough, and even her pretty eyes didn't help.

Now that she's turned pale, they're saying she's sick.

You're the ones who're sick, your whole family is sick!
The little boy returned to his seat, grumbling to himself, and took out a small mirror from his drawer, admiring himself over and over again.

The Rose Fairy hadn't lied to her; she had indeed become fairer.

The person in the mirror was flawless, with skin so smooth that even the pores were invisible. She was nothing like the pale, bloodless person those women described.

envy!

They're just jealous that she's become fairer and prettier, so they're saying that on purpose.

After getting off work, Xiao Tong had just come out of the office building and was about to walk to the subway station when a car slowly drove up on the road not far in front of her.

"Little boy."

The car window rolled down, and the head of her company's finance department smiled and said to her, "I remember your house is in the same direction as mine, how about I give you a ride?"

Xiao Tong was secretly pleased to hear this, but on the surface he pretended to be reserved and said, "Section Chief Wang, is this inconvenient?"

"What's inconvenient about it? It's just on the way. Come on, get in. And also, don't call me Section Chief Wang, call me Brother Wang."

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

Without hesitation, Xiao Tong opened the passenger door and got in.

That evening, Section Chief Wang went home with her.

"Hey? Little Tong, you've grown these roses quite well."

"It looks good, right? It looks even better up close."

"Tch, what a fuss. It's just a potted plant, why make a difference about distance?"

As he said this, Section Chief Wang's feet involuntarily walked closer to the pot of bright red roses on the dining table in the living room.

"smell good."

The closer Section Chief Wang got to the roses, the stronger the alluring fragrance became. He gently approached the dining table and slowly lowered his head.

"It smells really good."

His nose touched a bright red rose petal, and his eyes became glazed.

Suddenly, the rose seemed to grow arms, and its thorny branches pierced his neck, connecting precisely to his artery.

In an instant, blood flowed like a gushing stream, running down the branches and leaves into the flowers and into the trunk.

That already bright red rose turned even redder at that moment.

Standing behind Section Chief Wang, the little boy watched as his blood flowed into the rose petals, trembling with excitement.

"Drink up, drink up! My skin will look better if I drink enough!"

Her eyes gleamed with an eerie light, and she appeared to be insane.

Suddenly, the rose stopped drinking blood, and the branches that had pierced Wang's neck were pulled out. The soil in the flowerpot churned, and the roots gradually emerged from within. Finally, the entire plant seemed to be pulled out by a large hand.

"what"

A scream came from the flowers, and Section Chief Wang, whose head was being grabbed, fell to the ground with a thud. His eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he seemed to have fainted.

"Huh? What's wrong? What's wrong with you? Why did you stop drinking? Why did you stop drinking? Drink up, drink up!"

The little girl hadn't noticed anything amiss, or rather, she didn't care about anything other than drinking blood. All she wanted was for the bleeding rose to drink the blood quickly, and then spray its essence on her skin to make her even more beautiful.

dong dong dong.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Xiaotong finally snapped out of her madness. She glanced at the rose that had escaped from the flowerpot with displeasure, and without caring whether it was abnormal or not, she grabbed it and stuffed it back into the pot.

Then he bent down and lifted Wang, who was lying on the ground, and dragged her directly from the living room into her bedroom. He then dragged her onto the bed and stuffed her into the quilt without even taking off her clothes.

"Who?"

The little girl quickly took off her clothes, changed into a nightgown, let her hair down, and then walked towards the door in her slippers, calling out impatiently, "What are you knocking for so late at night? Who are you looking for?"

dong dong dong.
Her response was still a series of knocks on the door.

The child looked through the peephole and saw two uniformed police officers standing outside. His heart skipped a beat. What was going on?

Why did the police come?
Section Chief Wang was only at her house for a total of half an hour, so how could he have attracted the police?
"Open the door, the police are investigating."

Seeing that she didn't open the door for a long time, the policeman at the door knocked again in annoyance, his tone becoming impatient.

The child had no choice but to open the door and timidly asked the police officer, "Police officer, what case are you handling? I'm a good citizen and I never commit any crimes."

"A good citizen? Would a good citizen trick his colleagues into coming home to leech off him?"

The rhetorical question wasn't uttered by the two uniformed police officers at the door; it came from inside her house.

The child turned around abruptly to look at the living room, then his eyes widened in alarm!

How, how is it possible?

A man and a woman were sitting at the dining table in her living room. Both of them had an elegant demeanor and striking good looks.

Most importantly, the girl was currently fiddling with her roses.

The petals trembled, and the little boy could clearly sense the fear in its heart.

She was also terrified, because the section chief Wang, whom she had just dragged to the bedroom, was now lying on the living room floor again, right where he had been lying before.

"A worthless flower dares to imitate vampires and drink blood? Why don't you just fly to the heavens?"

Xiao Qi raised her hand and slapped the reddest petal of the rose. The whole flower instantly grew several times larger, and the stamen in the center took on the appearance of a woman's face. The flower stem became the body, but the roots remained roots and did not turn into feet.

It sobbed and begged for mercy, "I won't dare again, I won't dare again, fairy, spare my life."

Fairy?

The little boy stared wide-eyed at Xiao Qi, then glared angrily at Rose, "Didn't you say you were the Rose Fairy? You lied to me!"

They spoke as if they were completely innocent.

The two policemen who entered looked at the roses in shock. After a few seconds of stunned silence, they reacted. One of the older policemen stepped forward and quickly put a pair of silver bracelets on the child's wrist.

"Your boyfriend, Wei Xiaofei, disappeared three months ago. Did you and the flower fairy kill him?"

"Your best friend Guan Xiuxiu disappeared two months ago. Was she killed by you and the flower demon?"

"A month ago, your high school classmate came to this city for the first time and asked you to stay for one night. After that, he disappeared without a trace. You and the flower demon killed him, didn't you?"

Three charges were listed in a row, and Xiao Qi squinted as she listened.

She glanced at the two policemen and scoffed, "Three people have died in three months. What about last year? The year before? If you were observant enough, you would have noticed a pot of red roses in the area where each victim disappeared. Is that clue so hard to find?"

"Yes, yes, it was our dereliction of duty; we didn't investigate thoroughly enough."

The older male police officer admitted his mistakes very quickly, but it was precisely because he did so quickly that it proved he wasn't sincere.

Xiao Qi could guess what excuses he was making for himself. Who would have thought that the culprit would be a pot of flowers?

We are just ordinary police officers, paid low wages but made to do the work of special personnel. Isn't that making things difficult for us?

This is Chuncheng, a small, third-tier city in southwestern China. There are no special departments here, only ordinary police officers and criminal investigators.

The two people who came today are the captain and deputy captain of the criminal investigation team. There were also five or six police officers downstairs, but they didn't dare to go upstairs.

Xiao Qi was too lazy to explain to him what a flower fairy was all about. She simply took the demon core from the very center of the flower, after which the petals, leaves, and roots all turned to dust and fell to the ground.

"what"

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the child's mouth. Her two hands were handcuffed together, and her originally fair and smooth hands had turned into brown claws with black spots.

Those didn't look like two hands at all; they looked like claws, skin and bones, withered and shriveled beyond recognition.

Her face and body were similar to her hands; she was withered and emaciated, like a dried-up corpse, and extremely ugly.

This is a backlash.

The flower demon's cultivation, built up through blood-sucking, is ultimately a crooked and evil path. Therefore, at the moment of its death, the spell cast on the child will not only disappear but will also shorten her lifespan and deprive her of her health.

This rose was originally brought to Sanqing Mountain by a tree spirit from Wansheng Valley. When the tree spirit fled, it took the rose with it. Later, when the situation became dire, the tree spirit accidentally left it by the roadside before hiding deep in the mountains.

A young couple passing by spotted it, took it home, and nurtured it with great care in a flowerpot.

They looked perfectly normal until one day, the man in the young couple accidentally pricked his finger on a rose thorn. A drop of blood fell into the flower and was instantly absorbed by the petals.

From then on, Rose found a shortcut to her self-cultivation.