Chapter 115 A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl stood in the busy hall of the Administration Bureau, looking around, her deep blue eyes like

A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl stood in the busy hall of the administration, looking around. Her azure blue eyes were like a glacial lake wrapped in morning mist, trembling slightly with her breathing, clear and almost transparent. Her pink cheeks were flushed like a mist, making the ethereal feeling even more dreamy.

In a system surrounded by various animal shapes, 10086 stands out.

Seeing the little lion-tiger hiding under the pillar and secretly peeking out to look at it, 10086 smiled brightly, rushed over, hugged the little lion-tiger that was only as tall as its knees, and rubbed its furry face affectionately.

It smiled and asked crisply, "My little friend, why are you here? Are you waiting for me?"

"I'm not waiting for you. Let me go, or I'll scream." The pink pads pushed its face in disgust, but because of the huge size difference, 10086 mistakenly thought that it wanted to play with it, so it rubbed its face against its furry pads.

Damn it, it hasn’t been that long and this little cub’s power has grown stronger again.

Is it going to become the weakest system around the Lord God?

No! It's not allowed!

Seeing the little lion blinking and looking like he was about to cry, 10086 put it down in a panic, apologized, and said sullenly: "I thought you liked playing with me?" It used to look strange, and this was the first time someone was so close to it except the Lord God and the host. It thought it liked it too.

"No." A cold and hard voice floated into 10086's ears. He raised his head happily and looked at the little lion-tiger who turned his head away. He asked crisply, "Can you say it again?"

"I said, I don't dislike it." The little lion tiger closed his eyes tightly and almost roared at it word by word. The sound was so loud that the entire management system turned its head silently and looked at their excitement.

They looked at each other and discussed in low voices as if they had discovered a new species.

"It's not enough for the host to fall in love these days, but the system is also involved?"

"Oh my god, there is actually a Tongzi who would fall in love with his colleague. It's a wonder in the world. If I hadn't been so unhappy, I wouldn't have wanted to step into this place for a moment, let alone fall in love with the system."

"Maybe they are in the sweet pet group? That's why they are so eager for this kind of thing?"

"Ahhhhhh." The little lion heard a bunch of words that made its scalp tingle. It screamed in despair and ran out while pulling 10086's hand. It didn't stop until there was silence all around.

If the Lord God had not sent it to check on the little cub, it would not have said those words in public, and it would not have been so embarrassed.

It's all its fault!

The little lion-tiger glared at it angrily, but did not dare to say anything because of the Lord God.

If it bullies it, the Lord God will be angry.

I don't know what's so good about it that it deserves the Lord God's attention. Ever since the Lord God picked it up, he has ignored it. Humph, who wants to be friends with it?

It will never like it! Never!

Bang, a slap hit its head. The little lion covered his head in grievance, but before he could curse, he ran into those golden eyes.

Under the pale white light, He showed up and glanced at it. He looked at the aggrieved little lion-tiger who was about to burst into tears as if he were looking at an idiot. Could it be that the clone who possessed His childhood memories didn't know the reason?

Seeing it sobbing at his feet, his face froze for a moment, and he suddenly had an urge to destroy the clone immediately.

Was He this stupid when He was a child? Perhaps it was too long ago, He lowered his eyes and thought for a while.

When he was a child, he was arrogant and spoiled, domineering and hypocritical. It was the only one willing to pay attention to him and play with him.

He briefly recalled the time when this clone had memories, and it seemed that he really didn't know.

Well, he had created it because he thought it was still young and might need a playmate of the same age. But this little thing pretended to obey him but actually disobeyed him, not paying any attention to it, and he had to step out to protect it.

He originally wanted to wait until it completely transformed into a human form before meeting it. Idiot.

He glanced at it again, and when the little lion-tiger saw his look, it dared not move at all. It wiped away its tears obediently and stood aside as punishment.

"Lord God~ I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much. Do you miss me?"

After witnessing the interactions between several hosts and the villain, 10086 came to a valuable conclusion: if you like someone, you need to say it out loud. Without a mouth, you can't have a wife.

Although it doesn't know what kind of feelings it has towards the Lord God, it doesn't stop it from talking about its longing for Him sweetly.

He just straightened the scattered hair on his cheeks, seemed to smile, and didn't say anything.

The scene in front of him kept changing. 10086 was flying in the air, looking at the figure of the Lord God disappearing before his eyes with a sense of grievance.

He threw it into the black vortex again.

It was not until 10086 was swallowed by the whirlpool that He reappeared, grabbed the little lion by the scruff of the neck, and disappeared into the administration.

It's still young now, and I can't tell whether it's admiration, attachment or love. Let's wait until it grows up.

He will always be here waiting for it.

The moonlight was torn into pieces by the broken awning, and the asphalt road was soaked with stale sewage, reflecting the crooked electric poles and faded sheets hanging on the clothesline.

The woman, about eighteen or nineteen years old, was wearing a loose black robe and carrying a yellow backpack. Judging from its bulging shape, it must have contained a lot of things. She was trembling as she held up a peach wood sword and faced the silent surroundings.

There were a lot of talismans painted in vermilion on his black robe, and a string of faded Five Emperors coins hung around his neck, one of which was tied with a silver bell on a red string, which jingled when he walked. The sound echoed in this quiet alley, sounding extremely eerie.

She took a deep breath, mustered up her courage and took a step forward, saying confidently, "I am a celestial master who specializes in exorcising ghosts. I am not afraid of you. Come at me if you have the guts!"

"Dear prospective host?" A clear child's voice suddenly echoed in the woman's mind, as if it suddenly emerged from the ground that was permeated with cold air, with a long tail.

Seeing the woman standing there in a daze, 10086 even shouted a few more times, with three parts of doubt, four parts of confusion, and five parts of disbelief. Normally, it would be directly teleported to the moment of its reserve host's death, so why hasn't this reserve host died yet?

As soon as this thought came to mind, 10086 made a "Pooh, Pooh" sound, which seemed to be cursing the reserve host. Perhaps the management department had made a mistake, so it immediately reported it to them.

The azure sea of ​​data instantly enveloped 10086.

The woman was left alone, trembling as she looked around while holding the peach wood sword. There was no one on her left, no one on her right, no one behind her, and no one under her feet.

The already tense muscle completely broke.

…

"Ahhhhhh, ghost. Mommy, ahhhh."

Amid the sounds of ghosts howling and wolves howling, the woman ran out with her eyes closed, waving the sword in her hand wildly as she ran and throwing the talisman paper hanging on her body behind her.

With a thud, she stepped on something and fell to the ground, her body pressed into a pool of sticky sewage. Not caring about the bleeding scratches on her body, she rolled and crawled, curled up in a corner, closed her eyes and waved her sword.

"The sky and earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast and boundless...it's urgent as a command...you can't see me, you can't see me."

She repeated it countless times, but still could not hear anything. She carefully opened one eye and glanced around. The dark alley was the same as before.

She swallowed and then opened her eyes again.

Her limp legs regained some strength, and she used her hands to support herself against the wall in an attempt to stand up. As soon as her fingertips touched the ground, it felt as if she had sunk into a mass of soft, beaten flesh, sticky, wet and hot.

She turned her head stiffly and took a closer look.

A dark figure leaned against the mottled brick wall, revealing a smashed head and a half-broken body. His sunken eyes looked at her strangely. The corners of his mouth were torn to the roots of his ears, revealing his jagged broken teeth, and he seemed to smile at her.

Big drops of cold sweat poured down her face, and she ran out without looking back. But no matter how hard she ran, she couldn't get out of the alley, as if she had run into a ghost wall.

Returning to the same place for the fifth time, the woman wiped away the sweat and tears of fear on her face and turned away resolutely. She held the peach wood sword tightly in her trembling hands and encouraged herself tremblingly.

"Yao Yaoyao, don't be afraid. You are a heavenly master. It's just a little ghost, don't be afraid. Don't be afraid..."

Ta-da-da, not far away, the male ghost dragged his broken legs towards her, and bits of rotten flesh fell to the ground with his movements, along with foul-smelling blood.

He looked at the figure that was shaking constantly facing her and tilted his head, seeming a little surprised that the prey that was scared by him and ran around did not run away.

His empty head was not enough for him to think. The burning feeling in his stomach made him immediately pounce on her with his mouth wide open.

Hungry, so hungry...

He wants to eat her...

As soon as 10086 opened his eyes, he was confronted with this scene.

“Ahhhhh, ghost.” The high-pitched child’s voice rang in Yao Yaoyao’s already nervous brain.

This immediately shattered the courage Yao Yaoyao had finally mustered. Without even a second thought, she ran out again.

"Ahhh, there's another ghost. A fierce ghost that can turn invisible."

Before she ran far, she was tripped by a cloud of black mist and stumbled to the ground. The male ghost who was following her not far away floated in front of her at some point, with his bloody mouth wide open.

Yao Yaoyao whimpered and raised the peach wood sword to chop at him.

"Shut up, it's too noisy." A cloud of black mist slowly rose from beside her. In the dim light, she saw a bloody hand stretched out, and the sharp nails immediately pierced the male ghost's brain.

With a loud bang, the male ghost's head rotted into pieces, and the rotten flesh splattered everywhere, falling on Yao Yaoyao's horrified face. The black mist didn't even look at her, and swallowed the male ghost.