MTL - It’s Obviously a Life Skill, But You Developed It Into a Magical Skill-Chapter 8 Squirrel? Worship me?

Chapter 8 Gray Rat? Worship me?

The streets were lively and noisy.

 When the shouts in the alley suddenly sounded, even the noise on the street was suppressed for a short time.

Zhou An was slightly startled.

 The scream just now came from the alley where he just came out.

 Some people heard the screams and were already walking towards the alley.

 Everyone is eager for excitement, and gossip is inherent in everyone.

There was a problem in the patrol area. Zhou An did not stop and walked towards the alley with a long knife on his waist.

The house is dilapidated and there are several holes in the door.

The black figure began to increase in speed, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Zhou An.

 “叽!”

 His legs were locked in place, unable to move at all.

 A little girl knelt on the ground, clasping her hands together as if prostrating.

 The thin man was still kneeling down, but when he heard this, he raised his head and was about to speak.

 The sunlight outside the door shines in, and the shadows on the wall fall off like black water.

 The shadow on the ground stood upright and turned into a vague human shape, twisting in the darkness.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps coming from behind.

 After adapting to the dark light, Zhou An also saw the situation next to the man.

The thin man seemed to hear footsteps and turned around, allowing Zhou An to see his face.

I don’t know when I got up, but there was a gray mouse standing at the door behind me.

 Zhou An whispered.

He turned around and wanted to go back to the Yamen first to report the matter.

 He tried to take a deep breath.

Zhou An suddenly felt that he couldn't move. He looked down and found that the shadow of his legs had connected with the figure opposite.

Mingwu rose in his heart. At the critical moment, the knife in Zhou An's right hand slashed diagonally from bottom to top.

“So, you used this to remove their internal organs, and then you ate them?”

 The black figure is gradually approaching, the figure's hands are elongated, and black nails appear on the ten fingers.

"You get up first. Let's go to the Yamen first. Someone will check for you."

 The thin man did not get up and was still begging. His bony arms were clutching Zhou An's clothes.

 The gray mouse screamed and lay stiff on the ground.

Zhou An could even feel the cold light shining on the black figure's dark nails.

 The little girl's chest was broken open and her internal organs were removed.

 Even prepared. But he didn’t expect that an ordinary life would be like a piece of grass.

Zhou An suddenly felt that the thin man in front of him seemed to have lost his only support.

Each nail was half a meter long and was pointed at Zhou An's abdomen.

 When one common person did this, a chain reaction immediately started. The rest of the common people saw Zhou An coming slowly wearing a police uniform.

Zhou An’s eyes darkened slightly.

 The airflow covers the blade.

 …

 Zhou An sighed and tried to help the thin man up.

"You get up first. How can we help you check if you don't get up? Go to the Yamen first. There are professionals to do this."

Zhou An felt nothing about the man who died a few days ago, but Zhou An felt the same way about the little girl.

In an instant, the entire alley was empty, with no one left.

 Animals bow to each other and their longevity is approaching.

 “Just the legs?”

 The airflow covers the blade, drawing a thin white line in the darkness.

The thin man seemed to have grasped a straw and crawled to Zhou An's feet using both hands and feet. He kowtowed repeatedly, with tears streaming down his face.

At this moment, the wooden door was open, and a thin man could be seen kneeling inside, crying bitterly with his back turned to him.

At the entrance of the alley, there were still a few brave ones who pulled at the wall, stuck their heads out, and looked around.

Reminiscent of the scene he just saw, the little girl stumbled out to buy meat alone. The **** copper coins were associated with the little girl's helplessness, and Zhou An suddenly felt an unknown fire.

 Zhou An drew his sword.

 The rat is about the size of a fist and stands upright.

“I don’t know. He seems to be crying at home. Why don’t you go in and take a look?”

"Who dares to go in? He is usually a sick man, and he has to rely on his daughter to take care of him. If he goes in, he may be infected."

 Zhou An turned around and looked.

 When he came to the alley, he saw that many people had gathered around him and could hear their whispers.

 The hand that had been holding the long knife pulled it out.

 “Isn’t this Lao Wang? Why are you crying so miserably?”

"My lord, my lord! Please help me! My daughter suddenly became like this this morning. Please help me, catch the murderer, and he must be severely punished!"

The bolder people immediately withdrew their heads and were no longer seen.

It's obviously a mouse, but it has a human expression on its face, with the corners of its mouth raised.

 In front of Zhou An's eyes, the black shadow was no longer a shadow, but a plate of vegetables that was about to be cut.

This group of people quickly left the alley as if they were avoiding the **** of plague.

Zhou An stood outside, coughed, and shouted: "Hurry up and handle the case, everyone else is waiting to avoid it!"

 “You get up first and then talk.”

 When he saw the corpse next to him, his eyes became lower and lower, and his hand holding the handle of the knife tightened slightly.

 The little girl is exactly the one I saw just now.

quick!

The most prominent thing about this knife is the word "kuai".

This kind of death state is exactly the same as the previous corpse, both of which are bowing.

Squirrel worshiping people, hollowed out internal organs, dead little girl.

 The discussion was small at first, but gradually became louder as more people gathered.

 “锵!”

 “锵!”

There was a soft whistle, and the knife turned into a white line.

Beside the man, there was a thin figure, but the light in the room was too dark to see clearly.

When the shouts rang out, the people nearby reacted immediately and retreated quickly.

Hold his two front paws together and bow to him.

Zhou An sighed.

He felt a cold wind blowing behind him, turned his head suddenly and saw shadows shaking on the dark wall.

 Zhou An's hand holding the knife became tighter and tighter, and veins appeared on the back of his hand.

 The last battle with his aunt was still vivid in his mind. Zhou An felt calm and the air flow in his body kept reverberating.

 A creepy feeling suddenly rose up from his body, and Zhou An felt that all the hairs on his body stood on end.

 He knows the world is dangerous.

This scene was inexplicably weird, which reminded Zhou An of a story that was spread among the people of Da Chu.

 The man is thin, pale, has thick dark circles under his eyes, and looks sickly.

At this time, Zhou An took back his saber and looked at the house in front of him.

 In the past, it might have been nothing, but now that something happened in the alley, and police officers came over, the people were afraid that the matter would stick to themselves.

 But his body was very weak, and the blows he suffered had brought the thin man to a point of despair. He rolled his eyes and fainted.

Zhou An walked in holding a long knife.

The white lines spread, one turned into two, two turned into four, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into more than a dozen white lines.

The white line transformed into the sword light passed through the body, and the black shadow suddenly stopped, looking down at his chest.

 (End of this chapter)