Awakening Day Collection

Chapter 44 Bloodline (1)
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Putting down the phone, Ding Xiaoqi didn't recall it for a long time.He looked around, the police station was empty, and all his colleagues had gone out.In the past two days, two nearby villages have clashed over water scrambling, and a large-scale armed fight is brewing tonight. The only pitiful police force in the village police station has been dispatched, and only Ding Xiaoqi is left. The office is on duty.At times like this, I was most afraid of trouble coming to my door, but trouble just happened.

"What are these things?" Ding Xiaoqi shook his head, put on his hat and locked the door helplessly, pushed on his old rattling bicycle, and wobbled on the mountain road.

An hour later, the sweaty Ding Xiaoqi finally rode outside Sihe Village.Sure enough, the only entrance to this village is very strange. On the one hand, dozens of young and middle-aged villagers are carrying tools such as hoes and sticks and setting up roadblocks to block the entrance of the village. It seems that no one is allowed to enter; Dozens of foreigners have come scattered here and there, and there are even a few blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners among them.These people formed their own small circles, neither communicating with people in other circles, nor attacking the blocked village entrance.Everyone just faced each other in silence.

The appearance of Ding Xiaoqi in a police uniform attracted people's attention.He also observed that when the villagers at the entrance of the village saw him, they looked very vigilant, while the outside "tourists" looked indifferent, as if he didn't exist at all.

Having dealt with mountain people for a long time, Ding Xiaoqi has long been familiar with these mountain people's aggressiveness and contempt for the law.He set up his bicycle unhurriedly, and first walked towards the entrance of the village where the roadblock was erected.The villagers looked at him coldly, and no one moved an inch.

"He Lao Wu, tell me what's going on?" Ding Xiaoqi asked a middle-aged villager.He knew that although these mountain people hated dealing with him, they would not dig a few bloody holes with a hoe as soon as they met, and even if they were reluctant, they would still answer his questions.

Sure enough, He Laowu hesitated for a long time, and then answered: "It's okay, the ancestors are worshiped in the village. It's not like you don't know that when the ancestors are worshipped, no outsiders are allowed to come in."

"Of course I know that," Ding Xiaoqi said, "but usually when you worship your ancestors, you just send a few people to stand at the entrance of the village to block people. Why do you use tractors to set up roadblocks, and dozens of people come at once?"

He Laowu stared, and simply stopped talking. An old man came up from behind him. He was the only cultural person in the village other than the village head. The old teacher taught students to read and translated subtitles for pirated discs for the villagers. .With a friendly smile on his face, he handed Ding Xiaoqi a cigarette: "Officer Ding, it's actually like this. We are preparing to worship our ancestors these days, but a reporter pretending to be a tourist sneaked in. You know, ancestor worship It is regarded as the cultural heritage of our village, and outsiders are not allowed to take pictures..."

"Feudal superstition is feudal superstition, and cultural heritage is returned!" Ding Xiaoqi waved his hand, "Then what are you going to do? Capture that reporter and beat him to death on the spot?"

The old teacher shook his head again and again: "How can that be done? Murder is illegal. We just want to find him, ask him to delete all the photos in the camera, and sign a non-disclosure agreement."

Ding Xiaoqi laughed angrily: "There is still a confidentiality agreement... Shit! Lao Fu, I can warn you. Over the years, we know that your village has a low level of education and the special situation. We have always turned a blind eye to you Just one eye, I'll try my best to wipe out some small things for you. But don't go too far! If a reporter dies in your village, it will be a big deal, and no one will be able to protect you if it gets out, understand?"

Lao Fu nodded and bowed, saying yes again and again, and swore that the villagers would never kill the reporter: "The new society must follow the law!" Ding Xiaoqi didn't talk to him, turned and walked towards the "tourists".

"What are you all here for?" He asked a young man washing, cutting and blowing his style.

The young man stroked his hair, which had been dyed dazzling blond, snorted, and reluctantly replied: "Sir, walking around is not illegal, right? You also have to take care of it?"

"Sir? Have you watched too many Hong Kong movies?" Ding Xiaoqi smiled, and suddenly shouted, "Take out your ID card!"

People looked at Ding Xiaoqi with strange eyes, just like a pack of wolves looking at a weak lamb that strayed into the pack of wolves.But they did not take any measures, but let Ding Xiaoqi shout and check almost everyone's ID card.After finishing his work, Ding Xiaoqi warned menacingly: "Don't make trouble!"

He got back on the battered bike and started riding back.When he turned around, those people who had tacitly occupied a small circle without communicating with each other suddenly made eye contact for the first time.Several outsiders who looked like leaders exchanged glances with each other, and then one of the leaders called a small man beside him and whispered something in his ear.The little man left knowingly.

The little man left the entrance of the village. When he came to a place out of the sight of the villagers, he suddenly quickened his pace, climbed to the cliff like a gecko, and then ran at high speed on the mountain wall perpendicular to the ground, as if he had long feet. sucker.He followed Ding Xiaoqi closely at a distance, and after the bicycle turned into a secluded mountain depression, he accelerated suddenly, and landed in front of Ding Xiaoqi with a vigorous vertical leap.

Ding Xiaoqi seemed very flustered, unable to grasp his balance for a while, the bicycle fell crookedly to the ground, and he also fell to the ground.Before he could get up from the ground, the little man jumped onto his back, pressed his body weight down, and tied his hands behind his back with a strong rope.

"What are you doing?" Ding Xiaoqi shouted, "Assaulting the police is illegal, don't you know?"

"I'm sorry, officer." The little man dragged Ding Xiaoqi's body to the side of the road like a bundle of straw, found a small cave and hid him in it, then carefully gagged his mouth.Ding Xiaoqi let out an angry whine, but it was difficult to break free from the shackles of the rope.

"Please stay here for a long time, and I will release you after half a day." The little man turned his head and walked towards the entrance of the cave. "Now is a critical moment, and no unrelated people can disturb the situation."

He stepped out of the hole in one step, and then froze there.

In front of his eyes was the cave that he had just left.Ding Xiaoqi's bound body was in the cave, still struggling.

The little man hurriedly turned his head, seeing the same scene in front of him.He seemed to be stuck at the entrance of this weird cave, whether he was going forward or backward, he could only enter the same cave and could not leave.The exit has disappeared.

"Space distortion!" The little man suddenly roared, "You...you are also our kind!"

Ding Xiaoqi laughed and stood up, the rope on his body and the handkerchief that was stuffed in his mouth were unknowingly dropped.The little man gritted his teeth, and rushed towards Ding Xiaoqi with his fists waving, but the moment his fist was about to hit Ding Xiaoqi's face, Ding Xiaoqi disappeared, and he was too late to stop and hit the cave wall with his fist.The pain hit the bone marrow, and the phalanx was broken immediately. He squatted on the ground with his hands covered, not daring to move again.

"I didn't expect your moth marks to be so powerful!" He said bitterly.

"Fortunately, it's still not as good as Wang Lu from the Wang family," Ding Xiaoqi said. "She can transfer any item in the moth mark at will, but I can only transfer myself, with a little trick of distorting space."

"But this little trick has already trapped me." The little man sat down with difficulty leaning against the cave wall, "Which family do you belong to? It's really far-sighted, and you actually acted as a real policeman in the vicinity, farther than we thought too much."

"Which family is not important," Ding Xiaoqi said, "I just want to see how many people know the news. Now it seems...it seems that everyone on the earth knows it. It should be a long time since our group Gathered at the same place, it was really lively."

"Can I ask you a question?" said the little man.

"I know what you want to ask." Ding Xiaoqi nodded, "It is indeed a very rare demon servant who actively chose the direction of evolution and failed to evolve in the end, so its spiritual power is weaker than that of ordinary demon servants. The most suitable object for the chosen one. Of course, even so, no one can predict the final success rate."

"There are only two success rates," said the little man, "[-]% or zero. However, no matter what the final result is, some people will be happy and some will be unhappy. After all these years, we people, did we die at the hands of the devil? Are there more people in the house, or are there more people killed by the same kind?"

The two were fighting to the death just a moment ago, but now they are chatting casually like two old friends.Ding Xiaoqi let out a long sigh, and sat down on the ground: "You're right. Our group of people can't even unify our own thoughts, so how can we fight against the devil? Can a mere Chosen One really make a difference? ?”

Both men looked sad.

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More than half of the monsters were killed and wounded, but the rest continued to move forward. I don't know if it was bravery or too low IQ.It wasn't until the demon servant waved his hand lightly that they stopped attacking. Their huge figures stood in the gray mist, like a terrifying sculpture created by a perverted artist.

"The warm-up activities for the four of you should be almost done, right?" said the demon servant. "Next, it's time for dinner. The monsters I brought with me are all early-stage, and their abilities are too low to feed the four of you. "

He raised his right hand and stretched it straight to the sky, a moth scar that was so pale that it was almost invisible began to spread around, and soon entangled with the moth scars of the four people.These moth marks can penetrate each other, but collide and squeeze each other, and the conflicting part of the space changes the color tone like dyeing.

The expressions of the four people were all serious. Wang Lu no longer had the innocent smile like before, and Fan Liangyu no longer appeared arrogant and domineering. It seemed that everyone put all their energy into maintaining their own scars.Under the weight of the demon servants, their moth marks were as tense as bowstrings, and they were no longer as relaxed as they were when dealing with monsters.Feng Si couldn't help being a little confused, what kind of power does the devil's moth mark have?

Just as he was thinking, those monsters standing in the mist suddenly fell to the ground one by one.There are no scars on their skin and flesh, no signs of aging on their bodies, and no painful expressions.But their gazes became dull one by one. After they fell to the ground, their limbs twitched unconsciously, and white foam flowed from the corners of their mouths. After more than ten seconds, the twitching stopped and their breathing also stopped.

"The field is cleared." The demon servant said with a smile.

Feng Si only felt a chill welling up in his heart.Compared with the methods used by the four "pests", the killing by the demon servant is simpler, faster and more direct, and it doesn't even bring any pain to the victim.It is like the ecstasy messenger from hell in the legend, who can deprive others of their lives with just a move of the little finger.This kind of ruthless killing doesn't look like killing creatures, it's like mowing grass, which makes people feel disgusted unconsciously.

Moreover, Feng Si noticed that the remaining monsters in this foreign space fell almost at the same time, that is to say, in terms of range and efficiency, the demon servant's moth marks were far stronger than those of the four.

"My moth marks are different from theirs," the demon servant explained to Feng Si in his mind, "every moth mark is made of spiritual power, but for these people, the only way to materialize this power is to Only then can it produce power. But I am different, my moth marks directly act on the spirit, and can destroy their spirit in an instant, if you want to use a medical term, it is brain death."

"Brain-dead... You are really ruthless. These monsters can be regarded as your subordinates after all."

"The monsters are nothing more than insignificant servants. I killed these monsters to remind the pests, lest the victory be invincible. Now they must resist with all their strength to ensure that they will not be invaded by my moth marks."

"Not to be intruded?" Feng Siruo realized, "I understand a little bit. Just now I was thinking, how can I fight against something completely insubstantial like the 'worm mark'. According to what you said, it seems that the only way to use it is to use your own beetle marks." Only scars can compete with it? By the way, why is the name of this thing so strange?"

"Yes, the so-called silverfish mark is a special space, and the physical laws in this space are determined by the builder." The devil servant replied, "This space appears in the daily world, just like a silverfish A hole was gnawed out of the normal space, and then changed the physical laws of the original space. But this hole is not permanent, when the 'fish bug', that is, the creator of the space, withdraws its power, it will disappear completely, and the original space The normal space refills the black hole, leaving only a slight trace until it dissipates completely. So it cannot be called a 'hole', but a 'mark'.

"On the other hand, regardless of people or objects, they cannot be in two spaces at the same time. Therefore, the only way to protect yourself in front of the scars is to build your own scars and use the laws of physics that you dominate to resist others. Can be slaughtered."

"Then what if someone wants to force you into his mark?" Fons asked again.

"That's what I'm doing to them." The demon servant smiled sinisterly, "In this case, it depends on who is stronger, and the loser will be swallowed."

After saying this, Feng Si suddenly felt some subtle changes in the demon servant's body, and the aura emanating from it began to grow at an astonishing speed.A wonderful experience also surged from the bottom of Feng Si's heart. At this moment, he and the demon servant shared the same body and felt the same power expansion. He suddenly felt happy physically and mentally. The thrill of being proud of everything.

Is this the joy of controlling a moth scar?Feng Si thought in a daze.In his line of sight, the demon servant's moth marks are like pervasive poisonous gas, which has spread to the entire space.This upside-down world has almost been completely filled with moth scars of demon servants, except for four small corners.In these four corners, Fan Liangyu and the other four minimized their moth marks and tried their best to support them.Among them, Liang Ye, Wang Lu, and Lu Hanyi's moth scars were almost clinging to their bodies, while Fan Liangyu's moth scars were about half a meter in radius, which showed that his strength was indeed stronger than the other three.

But they are still far inferior to demon servants, Feng Si thought.And this demon servant, according to its previous self-report, "choose the wrong direction of evolution", resulting in a great loss of power.Even so, its moth scars are far beyond human, and it is only a servant.What about its owner?How terrible would its owner be?
Feeling the continuous powerful force in his body, Fence felt more and more comfortable with these strange thoughts in his mind. The strange feeling of "I am in someone else's body" at the beginning disappeared, replaced by a kind of Comfortable and at ease, as if he was a demon servant, and the demon servant was him.In the past few months, he has encountered all kinds of enemies, almost every enemy is stronger than him, and it seems that anyone can make him powerless, which is not a small setback for him.All along, the thing he disliked the most was being underestimated, but he was being underestimated constantly.Especially the contemptuous look in Fan Liangyu's eyes just now, it really made people feel an unknown fire.

"A worthless trash." Fan Liangyu pointed at him and said.

I don't want to be a piece of shit, Fons said to himself, and I also want to be a strongman, as I've been trying to be.

"Very ambitious," the voice of the demon servant sounded in his consciousness at the right time, "then, open your heart, I can help you. Come on, I can help you. Accept me, and you are the most powerful person in the world." Strong people, no one can beat you, no one can humiliate you."

(End of this chapter)