Volume 2 Chapter 55 The Return of a Dim Old Friend

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Nero habitually chewed the candy in his mouth a few times, then the palm holding the broken tube began to move upward slowly, and finally reached the top position, and pressed the lid of the tube.

The thing inside didn't originally belong to her, she just inherited it...but she never allowed this Yama to recognize her.

But even so, he has inherited the name of tyrant and ranks among the twelve divine generals. Of course, in this Nero's view, there is no difference between twelve and twelve divine generals.

The current relationship is with this ferocious blade, which is no longer ferocious. It is so well-behaved that it reminds Nero of himself before he was seven years old.

"Is it a tofu shop?" Nero suddenly stood up and quickly put the tube back behind his back and tied it with a belt.

She always has a kind of roughness that is very interesting and flavorful to Luo Qiu, and at the same time, it also makes Boss Luo subconsciously associate with the image of a chivalrous woman who enjoys revenge and revenge.

Probably, this may be something that Nero herself longs for... something.

"By the way, if the guests don't mind the trouble, remember to keep these souls well."

As if nothing had happened just now, Luo Qiu tied up the small bag that Nero used to hold his soul with his own hands. "Although this bag can play a certain role in preservation, it is too simple after all."

Slowly pushing the bag in front of Nero, Boss Luo said softly: "It would be too much of a waste if the souls we finally collected were too careless and let them weaken automatically, subtracting the value they should have. "

Nero took the bag in the palm of his hand, tossed it casually and caught it again: "When you are weak, just look for it. There are fresh and redundant things in the world... everywhere."

Luo Qiu didn't say anything, just nodded and said: "I think Miss Nero, you will definitely become a very good guest. ↑△小↓△ . .m]"

"The meeting has said that it is best not to have any contact with you." Nero shook his head and said: "But I don't think it's okay, at least this is very convenient... I want to say that I will come again."

"Okay." Luo Qiu stood up and half-bowed: "Welcome, guest, to come again."

Nero stepped away, still with his clothes in his pockets.

After she stepped out of the door of this magical shop, she suddenly thought interestingly that the owner of this shop obviously has the kind of terrifying power that makes even the fierce blade "Yama" unable to lift his head, but he still maintains an almost pathological attitude in front of the customers. He is as humble as ever, and he is truly a restrained person.

Nero raised his head and glanced at the night, then turned his head to look at the tube behind him, and suddenly muttered: "If this kind of person gets angry, he will probably be very scary, right?"

How scary would it be?

Nero discovered that this was the first time in twenty years and half of her life that she had such an unimaginable thought, which gave her a strange trembling feeling all over her body.

Very clear, very direct... She knew this was the feeling of fear.

So she thought curiously: "Can the club be completely wiped out?"

Suddenly there were waves of demonic whispers, which were the voices of the 'Yama' in the tube... Generally speaking, this meant that it felt hungry and wanted to eat.

After all, this is a dangerous blade, and when whispered, it will always be accompanied by terror. But because she and it have not reached the state of true integration, Nero is not stingy with his words at this moment.

"It's very fierce now, but just now it was like a cat. It was quite shameless."

The demonic whisper seemed to be stronger... 'Yama' seemed to be unhappy, but it was just yelling. ↑△小↓△ . .m】

Nero suddenly touched his stomach and muttered: "I'm hungry too, I really want to eat kimchi and rice soup..."

At this time, the tube was shaking more fiercely, and Nero was stunned. Although she had never truly reached a state of fusion since she obtained it, she was at least familiar with this guy's temper and some subtle habits.

Did it smell the food, or was it the food it liked better?

Nero looked thoughtfully towards a certain direction in the city, "This way..."

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A group of little mice huddled together and finally became quiet...this day.

It was also at this time that Shu Xiaoshu was able to have time to rest... But not long after Shu Xiaoshu stopped, he immediately started doing something again.

For example, tidy up things at home.

In theory, for rats, being clean is not a very good thing, but Shu Xiaoshu did these things against his will.

If she cleans this house, she will definitely be called a prodigal mother-in-law...if Shu You is still here.

If Shu You were still here.

Shu Xiaoshu subconsciously covered his face with the rag in his hand and began to sob quietly.

Suddenly, Shu Xiaoshu heard something...a sound outside.

She opened the door instinctively and walked up the stairs to the basement, but she couldn't see anything, only the swaying shadows of the trees...

Was it blown by the wind?

"Mother!"

The voice of Shu Cheese came, and the cover of the sewer pipe next to him suddenly opened. Cheese, who was not very young, but was currently the oldest male in the rat demon family, climbed out neatly with a lot of things in his hands.

The cheese hand was holding some cans and the like and even a piece of used real cheese... Of course, it was cheese that had gone bad, otherwise it wouldn't have been thrown away.

"Mom, it's windy outside, let me help you go back."

Cheese knew why Shu Xiaoshu came out. She would always be like this, thinking there was someone outside... thinking Shu You was back.

Even if you just hear a little bit of the sound a stray cat makes as it passes by.

But she kept saying that Shu You was not dead and would still come back.

But Cheese recognized the reality faster than Shu Xiaoshu. Ever since he was driven away by Su Zijun that day, he knew the reality better than anyone else.

Shu Xiaoshu didn't say anything, just nodded silently, and Cheese supported his mother and walked down the stairs step by step.

"Did you really not see anything when you came back just now?" Before opening the door, Shu Xiaoshu suddenly grabbed Cheese's palm and asked.

Except for the shadows of the trees, nothing.

Cheese shook his head seriously, and the door to the basement opened and closed, and the day of the rat demon family without Shu You ended.

It was exactly twelve o'clock in the evening.

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At exactly twelve o'clock, a black shadow slowly 'crawled' out from an eaves. Why crawl?

That's because, like a snail, its body can hang on the eaves, slowly squirming, and there is still some viscous and turbid liquid left behind after squirming.

Under the dim light of the street lamp, it gradually crawled out, and its true appearance became increasingly clear.

The head was twisted almost 180 degrees, like the head of a dried corpse. Its eye sockets had no pupils, only two small black holes that sunk deeply.

There are various pieces of meat of different shades on the body. You can imagine that it is sewn with different scraps of cloth, but you can't find any traces of stitching.

The joints everywhere went against the rules, but they had an unusually strong feeling... At this time, it was eating something.

Why are you eating something?

That's because, on its abdomen, there are several strange but ferocious 'faces'. Since it has a 'face', it naturally has a mouth.

It is the mouths of these ‘faces’ hidden under the abdomen that eat.

Geckos, moths, mice and cockroaches...it was these small things that were chewing. But it seemed that it was not enough, and its body suddenly slid down the wall.

After landing, it crawled on the ground by contracting its body like a snake, even though it had various limbs that looked extremely strong.

Finally, it climbed towards the stairs of the basement of the mobile building... faster and faster, faster and faster, faster and faster! !

Finally, it climbed to the top of the stairs. It knew that after the door under the stairs was opened, it would be able to find more food...the food would be delicious.

There is something inside its body that keeps telling it... those little mice and monsters inside are so delicious.

But when it was about to climb down the stairs, some limbs of its body were inserted into the mud, stopping its next action.

That's it again.

It's like this again today, a certain part of this body.