Xiao Hei said helplessly, "Don't you find it noisy to stuff all these demons into your body?"
Fang Zhiyi shrugged: "Just treat it like listening to the radio."
“Sometimes I think your brain is really weird.” Xiao Hei shook his head. “No normal person would think of stuffing all the demons they catch into their own body.”
"Thank you for the compliment."
"It's you, those guys can't do anything about you."
The clown gave Fang Zhiyi an exaggerated smile, then walked towards her with uncoordinated steps.
Fang Zhiyi just stared at it.
The clown's smile gradually turned sinister; he wanted to kill, to create chaos, and to instill fear in everyone.
But the next moment, its smile froze.
Several figures suddenly sprang out from the young man's body, some with long, thin claws, others with axes in their hands. The clown stopped; it was the scent of his own kind.
Those were... several of the same kind!
They actually possessed the same person?
The clown had a bad feeling; after all, even among their own kind, fighting was common.
Its reason prevailed over its bloodlust, and it turned to leave, but it was too late.
A hand grabbed its head, and it slowly turned its head to face a face even more terrifying than its own. At the same time, a rope was put around its neck. It tried to resist, but was held down by several demons.
Meanwhile, a resident who had been rushing by looked at the roadside with a puzzled expression. A clown was standing there blankly, staring at a young man. Neither of them moved. The eerie scene made his scalp tingle, so he quickened his pace and left.
Not long after he left, the young man suddenly muttered to himself and left, while the clown holding the balloon collapsed to the ground. After a long while, the clown got up from the ground in confusion, startled by his own appearance. He quickly took off his clothes and fled while looking around.
After being beaten up by his own kind, the demon was also dragged into Fang Zhiyi's body.
It seemed a bit dazed. What was going on?
Looking at his fellow demons, whose faces were filled with excitement, the demon with a ferocious smile felt inexplicably afraid.
Do you want power?
"Why are some demons born as high-ranking demons?"
Are you willing to spend your whole life running errands for those demons?
"Think about it, in the long life of a demon, what is truly worth pursuing?"
The demons were all talking at once, and the smiling demon felt a little dizzy.
Not long after, Fang Zhiyi heard a new voice.
"Keep striving! Keep going! Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?"
"By the way, what does 'kings, marquises, generals, and ministers' mean?"
"It's roughly the same idea as those high-ranking demons."
Fang Zhiyi leisurely returned home. His parents were whispering to each other. Seeing him come back, his mother scolded him, "Why aren't you home at night? What were you doing running around outside? Are you hungry?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded obediently.
"No, who do you think you are to talk to our boss like that!" A shadow emerged from Fang Zhiyi's shoulder. Fortunately, Fang Zhiyi's parents couldn't see it, and the shadow was quickly dragged back by the other demons.
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