Chapter 245

"Don't look so serious~" Di Zhangqing lay on the tiger's belly, pulling the lion's mane from time to time with his hands, "Smile?"

"I rescued you from that horrible circus." Di Changqing blew on his palms and watched the lion's hair fly out like dandelions. "Facing your savior, you wouldn't be so tactless, right?"

The plucked lion smiled a hideous smile.

"Your smile is not pretty." Di Zhangqing frowned unsatisfactorily, "Try again."

Big Lion: “…”

It took a deep breath and bared its white teeth.

"How ugly." Di Zhangqing curled his lips and turned his gaze to the ostrich that was pretending not to exist. "Show me a lying sand trick."

Ostrich: “……?”

The ground in the suburbs is all dirt, where is the sand to lie on?

"If I remember correctly, you are all human beings." Di Zhangqing's restless hands began to pluck the hair of the tiger used as a cushion, and soon a small piece of the tiger's belly was bald. "If you can't even do such a small thing, what's the point of saving you?"

Yan Xi was shaking with pain after having her hair plucked, but she dared not move, let alone resist. Yu Yi escaped from the circus to seek help, and has not returned for almost two days. Sister Su Su sensed something was wrong yesterday and sneaked out to investigate. There were only four of them left in the circus warehouse. Before they could wait for Yu Yi or Sister Su Su to return, the mysterious man leaning on her appeared inexplicably.

The mysterious man with red eyes first walked around their cage, then opened it and let them out. Yan Xi thought it was the big boss that Yu Yi asked for help coming to save them, but before she could be happy, the mysterious man sat on Yan Xi's back, and then -

"Drive!"

Yan Xi: “???”

"I came here with good intentions to save you, but you won't want me to walk by myself, will you?" The mysterious man on Yan Xi's back snapped his fingers, and the heavy door slowly opened to both sides. "Let's go."

Under his righteous attitude, Yan Xi, who turned into a big tiger, Hua Ran, who turned into a lion, Wen Muling, who turned into an ostrich, and Wei Ziming, who turned into a flamingo, all four of them followed him out of the circus warehouse in a daze.

The mysterious man, or rather the weirdo sitting on Yan Xi's back, took them through twists and turns and finally found their own unconscious body in a room full of strange lines.

Yan Xi couldn't help shuddering when she saw herself unconscious and fixed in the middle of the strange lines. She subconsciously tensed her body, but was suddenly hit hard on the head, causing her to see stars in pain.

When she was feeling dizzy, she heard the strange man on her back sigh, and his tone was a little eager to try: "You are really lucky. You still have your body."

The monster on the back snapped its fingers, and under the horrified gaze of the four people who had turned into animals, their unconscious bodies slowly broke away from the strange lines and floated towards the direction of the monster in an unscientific state, and then... they stacked up neatly.

"Little tiger." Yan Xi felt a cold finger falling on her head. The owner of the finger poked her head, as if asking her a trivial question. "Where do you think I should put these bodies? Hang them at the door? Hang them from the ceiling? Or put them in other animals' cages?"

Every time he mentioned a place, Yan Xi's body became stiffer. She was now very sure that this weirdo was definitely not the reliable senior that Wei Ziming and Sister Su Su had mentioned before!

Help, mom! There is a psychopath here!

Perhaps because he felt the tiger beneath him becoming increasingly stiff, Di Changqing licked his fangs unhappily and suddenly felt a little bored.

It's still fun to play with those little brats in the inner world, but it's a pity that they are watched too closely and it's really troublesome to provoke them.

It’s really unpleasant to think about it.

After losing interest, Di Changqing was too lazy to tease the riding tiger anymore. He randomly chose a direction and walked forward with the four frightened animals and the five bodies floating in a pile.

Ximen Zhou has been researching the topic of extracting human souls and inserting them into animal bodies to cultivate a new evolutionary direction for 17 or 18 years, but the progress seems to be very poor. This batch is probably his most perfect work. Human souls are not incompatible with animal bodies, but it is a pity that these humans obviously do not know how to use their new bodies, just like holding a weapon but not knowing how to use it.

Di Changqing rummaged through his memory and suddenly remembered that Ximen Zhou's research also provided him with a lot of resources. Di Changqing, who had been doing nothing recently due to the unstable bloodline, couldn't help but have his eyes brightened. This means that he is now Ximen Zhou's client?

So if Ximen Zhou is not satisfied with his research, it is reasonable for him to raise some questions, right?

With his thoughts scattered, Di Changqing led the four animals to the exit. Looking at the pile of bodies floating around him, Di Changqing felt a little tired. He waved his hand, and the bodies flew into the toilet near the exit one by one. After knocking open the last door of the cubicle, they piled up on the toilet lid one by one.

"It's quite neat." Di Changqing felt the feedback from the spiritual power and said with satisfaction, "Let Ximen Zhou, that psychopath, go to the toilet himself!"

If he wanted to continue improving his work, he would have to use these human bodies. Thinking of that psychopath's cleanliness, Di Changqing was overjoyed.

But I always feel like something is missing...

Di Changqing stroked his chin and cast his gaze on the animal beside him who wished that his presence was almost non-existent. He knew what was missing—a perfect ending!

Wei Ziming felt a chill on his back when Di Changqing's gaze swept over him, and then he found himself flying. Wei Ziming was floating in confusion and met Di Changqing's eyes in mid-air. He saw that the red pupils were full of interest.

Wei Ziming suddenly heard him boast—

“The feathers are beautifully colored.”

Before he could figure out the vague meaning of this hair-raising compliment, Wei Ziming felt a chill on his head and butt. Then, pink and white feathers appeared in his sight, and then spread out on the ground to form a signpost.

Wei Ziming: “???!”

What a sick behavior!!!

But this nightmare of plucking hair was not over yet. After plucking the hair, the lunatic who was looking at him produced a pink ribbon from somewhere. The ribbon automatically tied Wei Ziming tightly and tied a bow on his beak. In the pair of red eyes, he saw a small funny reflection.

Wei Ziming: “…”

Is he sick? Is he sick? !

The psychopath who was looking at him might have noticed his shock and despair, or might have been indifferent to this weak and pitiful anger, because under Wei Ziming's stare, he saw his figure in those eyes shrinking rapidly - he was also thrown into the last cubicle of the toilet, landing on the top of the five bodies, and there was even a small note at the front of his beak for unknown reason.

Unable to move, Wei Ziming could only utter a series of beautiful greetings in his heart.

The culprit who had done all this didn't care at all. He led the other three animals who dared not go out and wandered slowly in the city, all the way to the suburbs. There, bored, he lay down to look at the stars. But because looking at the stars was boring, he started to make trouble in various ways. Sometimes he wanted to watch a lion laughing heartily, and sometimes he wanted to watch an ostrich lying gracefully on the sand.

"The reaction of the keratinophiliac is really slow." Di Zhangqing had already plucked out a piece of hair on his hand, so he stopped plucking with that hand and started to move with the other hand. The air was filled with tiger-hair dandelions again. "How boring~"

It seems that he didn't take his work seriously and didn't notice it for such a long time. No wonder his research progress is so slow.

Tsk, I’ll deduct his funds later.

Di Changqing yawned in boredom, and after feeling the tiger's tension, he reached out and patted it: "Relax, it's just plucking a few hairs."

Yan Xi's tears were welling up in her eyes, but she didn't dare to cry out loud. Who knew what this perverted psychopath was thinking? Even if she turned into a tiger, she didn't want to be a spotted bald tigress! How ugly!

"Oh~" Feeling the change of water element in the air, Di Changqing turned his head and saw a bag of tears in Yan Xi's eyes, "Are you crying?"

He reached out and touched the two places on Yan Xi's body where the hair had fallen out. He could see that hair had instantly grown on the pink and white skin, making it no different from before. But before Yan Xi's heavy heart could become a little happy, he saw that the neat hair instantly changed color, becoming a weird color combination that would never appear on animals.

Yan Xi heard him say, "Do you like it?"

Yan Xi, whose color scheme looked like a big watermelon, was silent: "..."

A short pain is worse than a long one. She is now a little jealous of Wei Ziming.

"If you don't like this color, why not..."

Yan Xi thought this psychopath would tell her to change the color back, but he said—

"Shave it off."

Yan Xi: “???”

She tensed up in fear, while the person she was talking to was still excitedly exclaiming: "I have only seen hairless cats, but I have never seen a hairless tiger!"

Yan Xi: “!!!”

She closed her eyes in despair, tears rolling down her furry eye corners.

Is there anyone who can take care of this psychopath? Wuwuwuwu———

Perhaps even God couldn't bear it anymore. When she closed her eyes and prayed, the lunatic who was struggling over whether to change the color of her hair or shave it off suddenly fell silent. All sounds stopped abruptly and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Yan Xi quietly opened one of her tiger eyes, and she saw that the lunatic, who had a casual smile on his face, turned visibly gloomy. He was almost three feet away from Yan Xi in an instant, and then he raised his hand, and a silver light shone from his palm. The light spot swirled in front of his eyes, and an expanding vortex quickly appeared. The lunatic stepped into the vortex almost without thinking, and the whole process took no more than three seconds.

Yan Xi, who was unable to move, saw in his peripheral vision a thin green vine flying over quickly, like a hunting snake, and hit the head of the dying lunatic with steady, accurate and ruthless force!

There was a loud "bang" and it sounded extremely powerful!

Wuhu!

Yan Xi’s tiger mouth was about to reach the sky!

What is this?

It’s justice from heaven!