The Undying Immortals of the Terrifying Heavens

While the staff were leaving, Chen Xing used his small stature to avoid everyone's sight and slipped out of the house.

On his way away from the village, Chen Xing noticed that the dark aura around him was getting stronger and stronger.

Similarly, the staff and two policemen who were about to leave by car on the street not far away also seemed to have their black aura intensify, just like Chen Xing's.

Whatever the reason, Chen Xing had to stop it.

Although if he takes direct action now, he will no longer be able to maintain the child's identity, he understands that these are secondary matters, and he can distinguish what is more important.

Chen Xing watched as the black mist began to form the faces of Kayako, which seemed to float in the air.

He immediately bit his fingertip and dipped his finger in the blood.

Just then, his gaze swept across the room and he spotted a garbage bag.

"Meow~"

Underneath the garbage bag, a black cat leisurely licked its paws.

"Huh!"

Chen Xing was taken aback, then kicked out, "Get lost! I hate the black cats here the most."

At that moment, some of the police officers who were originally planning to leave suddenly seemed to sense something.

Turning my head, I saw a garbage bag floating towards me at an extremely fast speed on the ground in the distance, as if it had teleported.

"What's going on?"

"A ghost!?"

A policeman looked down, and the next moment, a pair of hands suddenly shot out from the garbage bag.

The man's eyes widened in surprise, and he was immediately startled, letting out a strange scream: "Ah! Where? What is that?"

His voice immediately attracted the attention of those around him, and in that instant, Chen Xing, wearing a garbage bag, rushed into the crowd.

Chen Xing was extremely fast; they simply didn't have time to stop him.

Someone is like a cunning loach, slippery and elusive.

A policeman, with lightning-fast reflexes, yanked the garbage bag into his hand, a smug smile spreading across his face as he roared, "I'll see what you are!"

With a tearing sound, the garbage bag ripped open!

The next second, everyone was stunned: "Why is there another layer of garbage bag inside this garbage bag, which is actually a burlap sack?"

"Ouch! Ouch! What's going on?" Everyone felt that every time the garbage bag "monster" rushed over, their ankles were attacked, as if they had been bitten.

It hurts!

Chen Xing moved back and forth, nimbly dodging in the blink of an eye, and disappeared into the nearby street.

They had never seen anything like it before, and a thought even crossed their minds: this strange thing might be the culprit behind the vandalism of the second floor of a house in the village.

Immediately, a policeman shouted, "Chase him! Make sure you catch him!"

Immediately, a chase scene unfolded on the street.

However, how could these ordinary people compare to Chen Xing's stamina? By the time they reached the second bend, they had disappeared from sight.

…click click click…

"Wait, did you guys hear something?"

Suddenly, a policeman who was chasing a garbage bag stopped, looked around, and scratched his head.

"Am I hallucinating...?"

...click click click...click...

"Officer Yoshikawa, what have you found?"

......

...click...

"Damn it, Toshio, are you never going to stop?!"

Chen Xing, a monster resembling a garbage bag, angrily swung his memorial tablet at a little kid pretending to be a black cat.

With a loud thud, some black cat hair stuck to the memorial tablet, and the object that was struck flew out in an arc without making a sound.

Chen Xing continued running forward, intending to take a detour back to his home in the village.

Just as we were passing through a dark alley.

The next moment, a ghostly hand suddenly appeared and grabbed Chen Xing's arm.

Click!

The sound of bones cracking instantly reached his brain, followed by excruciating pain. Chen Xing's eyes bulged and veins stood out.

"Damn it!" Chen Xing had barely moved his other hand when it was grabbed by the ghost hand again.

Then they followed in his footsteps.

Ghostly hands climbed up Chen Xing's body, each palm like a heavy hammer, leaving dents on his skin.

Kayako made a "crackling" sound from her throat, and her head emerged from Chen Xing's left shoulder. Her extreme resentment transformed into wet, long hair that seemed to bite Chen Xing's shoulder like tentacles.

Sizzle~

Chen Xing's blood fell on Kayako, like hot oil poured over raw meat.

But the face pressing down on Chen Xing's shoulder revealed a sickly smile, as if it were enjoying itself immensely.

"You're a pervert!"

No, it seems that Kayako was originally a yandere.

Chen Xing's eyes widened as he tried to break free, but his hands were held down.

You think you can stop me with just a minor injury?!

Chen Xing stomped his feet hard, and with a cracking sound, a sharp, tearing sensation instantly came from his arms.

Tear--!

His body flew forward, his arms now empty, and as he soared into the air, he opened his mouth and bit his own memorial tablet.

The memorial tablet Chen Xing spoke of was like a knife, tearing through the long, obstructing hair.

As he landed, Kayako, as if enraged, threw her two tendon-connected arms to the ground.

A small black cat, about the size of a puppy, ran out of the alley and snatched Chen Xing's hand back into its mouth.

"Here you go, my dear son."

Chen Xing was sharp-tongued, but then, with a sharp, itch-like sensation, two small hands slowly began to form.

The ghostly hand disappeared, but in the dark alley not far away, figures stood, and a black cat lowered its head to gnaw on Chen Xing's arm.

It seems that Kayako was keeping this for her son.

Suddenly, at that moment, a terrified wail rang out from afar.

Chen Xing frowned. He recognized the voice as that of a policeman, as if he had encountered something terrifying.

He vaguely guessed what terrible thing had happened and couldn't help but think to himself, "Is it possible that nothing can be done to stop it?"

This is going to be a difficult problem!

Chen Xing could only race against time to eliminate Kayako before she could create more clones.

Suddenly, a dangerous thought popped into Chen Xing's mind: "...What if I killed these people beforehand?"

But as soon as he appeared, Chen Xing shook his head.

He may not be a good person, but he shouldn't have done such a thing.

This is no different from killing crops prematurely to prevent locusts from eating them.

Chen Xing stared intently at Kayako when suddenly something crawled out on all fours, like a wild beast.

He took one look and realized, "That's the damn one!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and ran.

"Damn it, wait until my hand heals!"

Just then, a white thing flew up from behind.

With a click, it came to a steady stop on Chen Xing's shoulder.

He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and his heart was instantly filled with rage.

One stop, and the pace ceases abruptly.

On that shoulder was a small, skeletal hand, and it was the right hand.

That was the very thing Chen Xing had just torn apart, eaten, and thrown out.

"This is outrageous! I'm not afraid of death, why would I run away!"

Chen Xing gritted his teeth, but then he heard anxious shouts coming from afar.

"Little brother, where have you run off to?!"