The moment this strange fragrance appeared, all the darkness within a ten-mile radius, with Fang Mo as the center, surged.

In the dark alley.

A twisted model that was crawling on the ground like a spider suddenly raised its head high.

The black wig covered the pair of empty eyes, and its neck was strangely twisted 90 degrees in one direction. It stood like a sculpture in the dead silent alley for a long time, as if it was thinking, as if it was wondering...

Finally, it turned around and, like a human-shaped cockroach, crawled quickly towards the place where the strange fragrance was.

…

In the dark classroom.

On the desk, the pencil hovering above the white paper continued to draw twisted lines, sometimes circles, sometimes crosses, as if an invisible schizophrenic patient was standing by the desk, drawing something messily.

At the same time, that hair-raising voice was still echoing in the classroom.

"If that man dies, please draw a circle on the paper...If that man dies, please draw a circle on the paper...

Pen Fairy... Pen Fairy... You are my past life, and I am your present..."

Suddenly, the sound stopped.

The pencil hovering above the white paper also froze.

"It smells so good...it smells so good...I want to eat it so much...I want to eat it so much..."

The sound rang out again, but this time, the pencil did not continue to draw on the paper. Instead, it flew up in the air strangely. The tip of the pencil was like a sharp blade, and it slammed open the window of the classroom and flew in a certain direction.

Dark alleys, deserted street corners, cabinets in old houses, dilapidated trash cans, the dark side of street lamps...

One pair of eyes after another opened, like dying people who had been hungry and thirsty in the desert for more than ten days, looking greedily in the direction where the strange fragrance came from. The originally peaceful street became strangely restless.

…

On top of a tall building.

"Something's wrong." Shao Pingge seemed to have noticed something. "There's a 'mysterious' area, and there seem to be signs of large-scale madness."

"It's on the commercial street."

Lin Qiye frowned as he sensed the situation in the distance, "How could this happen..."

Through mental perception, Lin Qiye clearly saw the scene where Fang Mo killed the rotten "Mystery" but was injured by a sneak attack from the second "Mystery".

He had already sensed the "mysterious" approach of the second "Pool" realm, but did not take action. The main reason was that he believed that Fang Mo could dodge the attack with his innate abilities. As for the minor injuries he suffered in the process, they were inevitable part of his training.

Everyone grows up little by little through constant fighting and injuries. If he protects these new recruits like flower buds and doesn't let them get hurt, they will never be able to truly grow up.

But after Fang Mo was injured and bleeding, the chain reaction that occurred was somewhat beyond his expectations.

If he guessed correctly, the "mystery" in that area was attracted by Fang Mo's blood and became restless, but why could Fang Mo's blood attract them?

It is true that a part of Lin Qiye's "miracle" bloodline flows in Fang Mo's body, but Lin Qiye himself knows very well that even if it contains the blood of [Mortal God Realm], it is impossible to have such an effect, otherwise he would have been torn into pieces by the rioting "mystery" in Cangnan.

"A large number of low-level Mysteries are heading in one direction. Some high-level Mysteries hidden in that area are also ready to move... It seems that there are two Klein-level Mysteries chasing after them...

Those high-level 'mysterious' creatures took action earlier than expected."

Shao Pingge closed his eyes, as if sensing the flow of a "mysterious" aura, and said.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked at Chen Han beside him solemnly:

"You should start now."

"Um."

Chen Han seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time. His right hand rested on the hilt of the knife at his waist. Two faint lights flashed in his eyes, and he stepped towards the void at the edge of the building.

The next moment, the figure in the military coat disappeared from the spot.

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Bridge arch.

A blood-stained straight knife was slowly pulled out from the bloody wolfdog's body.

Lu Baoyou stood beside the pool of blood and wiped the blood off his cheek expressionlessly. His eyes, which were flashing with crimson light, gradually returned to normal.

"This is dead... boring."

Lu Baoyou put the straight knife back into the black box and turned to look behind him. The little beggar was still sitting obediently on the ground with his eyes tightly closed, and his pale face was still trembling slightly with fear.

Lu Baoyou was about to ask her to open her eyes, but then he seemed to have thought of something and closed his mouth silently.

He first dragged the bloody wolfhound's corpse and threw it into the weeds nearby. Then he washed the blood off his cheeks with stream water and swept the ground under the bridge. When there was no trace of blood anywhere in sight, he sat back beside the extinguished campfire and spoke slowly:

"Open your eyes."

Hearing the voice, the little beggar swallowed, put his hands in front of his face, and slowly opened his eyes.

She looked around worriedly, but didn't see any trace of the bloody wolfdog, so she breathed a sigh of relief. She stayed there for a long time before getting up and returning to the campfire.

"What about... that monster?"

"What monster?"

Lu Baoyou casually used a match to strike out a flame and lit the extinguished bonfire. The faint flame danced in front of him, illuminating a corner of that cold face.

"That's the big dog with lots of eyes!"

"You're mistaken, there is no such thing." Lu Baoyou replied indifferently.

"But……"

"Shut up."

"……oh."

The little beggar hugged his feet in grievance.

Only after the bonfire was completely lit did Lu Baoyou stand up from the ground, glance at the dim sky in the distance, with excitement flickering in his eyes.

"So there are still 'mysteries' hidden in Shangjing City... It seems that these three days of vacation will not be so boring."

He muttered to himself, picked up the black box beside him, and walked towards the dim city outside the bridge.

Seeing Lu Baoyou get up and leave, the little beggar was slightly stunned.

"Where are you going?"

"Go out for a walk." Lu Baoyou turned around and glanced at her.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked back.

"Close your eyes."

"Close your eyes again?"

"Close your eyes."

"……knew."

After the little beggar covered his eyes, Lu Baoyou reached out and touched a few large rocks beside the bridge hole, and an invisible divine ruins quickly opened.

The boulders shook, and suddenly huge, ferocious mouths opened up in the solid cracks in the rocks. At the same time, pairs of red eyes emerged from the surface of the stones, like a group of rock demons, guarding the side of the bridge.

"Open your eyes." After doing all this, Lu Baoyou said.

As soon as the little beggar opened her eyes, Lu Baoyou threw a ten-yuan note into her hand, turned around and walked into the darkness, and her voice came from afar:

"When it's daybreak, take the money and buy two boxes of instant noodles. I'll come back to eat them tomorrow night."

The little beggar looked at Lu Baoyou who disappeared in the darkness, then looked at the crumpled ten-yuan bill in his hand, and stood there in a daze.