"Wait a moment."

A voice came from the kitchen in a hurry, a little immature, and sounded like an old boy.

Then a shadow came out of the darkness. Fang Yuan looked up and saw his appearance. His pupils shrank slightly.

He looked about 1.7 meters tall, about 17 or 18 years old. He was wearing a dirty school uniform. A piece of meat was missing in the center of his right cheek. A few teeth were exposed through the rotten cheeks. His face was a little gray, like a dead body for a long time.

What's even more strange is that there seemed to be a man lying on his back, looking like a woman, wearing a torn skirt, her eyes shining with faint light hidden under her messy long hair, as if she was staring at Fang Yuan through the gap between her hair.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan put away his lighter, staring at the figure walking out of the darkness with a red light in his right eye.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the boy with a female ghost on his back with a joking look, his eyes even more red.

That's right, the boy was carrying a female ghost, which should be his ability to control. The head he grabbed just now was exactly the same as this one.

The boy felt something, and he moved his head along Fang Yuan's gaze and saw a scene that shocked him.

I saw two black hands hanging on his waist, and the blood vessels on it were vaguely visible. The two hands tightly tied his waist, but he didn't feel any movement.

Suddenly, a huge force attacked, pulling him backwards. He turned his head in horror. At some point, a door appeared behind him. There seemed to be an endless abyss behind the door. At this time, both hands were stretching out from the inside, hugging his waist and starting to pull it inside.

He looked up at Fang Yuan, and a hint of hatred appeared in his eyes.

Feeling his gaze, Fang Yuan glanced at him coldly and did not say anything.

Since the boy took action just now, he has not planned to resolve the issue peacefully.

"Crunch! Crunch!"

A sound of bone cracking came, which was very obvious in the quiet environment.

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the dark, the female ghost on the boy's back moved!

Looking at the female ghost on the young man, he activated the Yin-Yang Ghost Eyes. Suddenly, a word pressed through his eyes. Only he could see this word pressed.

“Press?”

Thinking of the heavy feeling that came from his back just now, he guessed the ability of this ghost: "Ghosts suppress people? I guess they can crush people to death."

Fang Yuan thought to himself that this ghost's ability is neither strong nor weak, and is of medium level.

What he unexpectedly expected was that the female ghost appeared on the door frame. From his perspective, he looked like he was hugging the Yin-Yang Gate tightly. The ghost hand slowly shrank and hugged the female ghost.

The boy looked at Fang Yuan with a ferocious face, his face extremely ugly: "You have controlled two ghosts!"

When he took action just now, he never expected that this stranger would control two ghosts.

It has been more than a month or two since he controlled this female ghost, but most of the time he hid in this place and dared not go out because he didn't know whether others could see the evil ghost on his back.

As time went by, he found that his heart became more and more violent, and this violentness seemed to have activated his inner wildness.

A few days ago, the day suddenly turned into night, and the violent inside him became even more serious, so he "cleaned" all the people on this street.

"My name is Fang Xiang? My father's name is Fang Zheng?"

"No...no! This is not me."

Suddenly, he felt a heavy weight on his back, and a force of gravity instantly crushed him to the ground. This force seemed to crush his chest!

Fang Yuan turned his head to look with some difficulty and confusion, but saw an extremely pale face. Two blood-filled eyeballs were hanging on her face, and he was staring at him without turning his eyes.

Heavy and depression filled his chest, Fang Yuan's face turned red, his breathing became a little difficult, and a suffocation came.

His legs began to stare and his eyes began to turn white.

Memories kept popping up in his heart.

He saw that he lived happily with his parents when he was a child. Then his father opened a square restaurant. His father disappeared. Until one day, his father appeared in his memory again.

But he seemed to have forgotten his father's appearance when he was young.

The suffocation feeling became more and more serious. He even felt several of his ribs had broken, and a stream of stinging swelled his nerves and did not make him faint.

Suddenly, another scene appeared on his request for money.

As long as he can remember, he has two friends, one man and one woman.

They were running in front, and there seemed to be an old man behind him looking at him kindly with a smile...

Gradually, he grew up, and the old man in his memory still looked the same, as if he had stopped growing...

After high school, he did not go to college.

Instead, he went out to find some jobs. Due to the opportunity, he made some money and opened a bar...

Received a red envelope...

"ah!"

He let out a painful moan, his right eye suddenly glowed red, and a dark wooden door emitting cold appeared behind him.

A few black hands stretched out from the door frame and hugged the evil spirit on his back tightly...

Three...Four...Five...Six

Finally, six black hands stretched out from the crack of the door and held up the evil spirit behind him.

Feeling a lighter on his body, Fang Yuan lies on the ground and breathes heavily.

Every time I took a breath, I felt a stinging pain coming from my body, like the bones in my body were tied tightly into my flesh.

Lying on the ground, Fang Yuan raised his head with some difficulty and looked at Fang Xiang.

Yes, just now, the figure of this young man appeared in his memory, and then he realized that his name was Fang Xiang.

Moreover, the father in Fang Xiang’s memory was exactly the same as the middle-aged man before!

"hiss!"

Fang Yuan barely got up from the ground and took a breath of air conditioning.

At least three broken ribs.

Looking at Fang Xiang lying on the ground, Fang Yuan sighed leisurely and let go of the female ghost.

The release of the female ghost gradually disappeared and appeared behind Fang Xiang.

"In the next life, be an ordinary person."

A red light flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes, and the Yin-Yang Gate appeared behind Fang Xiang. He seemed to give up his resistance and was dragged into the back of the door by the ghost hand in an instant.

...

After a while, Fang Yuan moved a stool from the table and sat limply on it, closing his eyes slightly toward the fan, gasping for breath.

After a while of rest, he raised his right hand and frowned slightly.
Chapter completed!