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Chapter 67: Demons Appear!

Chapter 67 The inner demon appears!

After leaving the gate of Marriott, Ye Yangjian led Cui Liang and others to leave quickly.

"Brother Ye, you still say that you are not the eldest son of a big family? Just look at your phone call and the boss will be like a grandson." Xiao Ke said cheerfully.

"I'm really not a young man, believe it or not, it's up to you..." Ye Yangjian smiled cheerfully.

"Then who made that phone call just now? Who is the big shot?..." Cui Liang asked in disbelief...

"Who else could it be? My dad~" Ye Yangjian burst into laughter.

"Brother Ye, it seems that your father is also a great man! How about just a phone call..." Xiao Ke said in surprise.

"That old guy, you dare to pretend to be the director of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection! Aren't you afraid that my mother will find out and come home to deal with you? My son is asking you to do this, and you dare to ask for a half-pack special payment!..." Ye Yangjian curled his lips.

Thinking of my arrogant father, I smiled happily.

After the matter was done, Ye Yangjian took Cui Liang and others to the third uncle, the owner of the food stall, and explained what happened. The third uncle probably agreed as soon as he slapped his thigh.

"Yes, it happens to be Dajian. You have helped me a lot. Isn't it summer? The business is very good and I am too busy. I am planning to hire a few people. It's just six people. I can't ask for that many people here.

Let’s do this! It just so happens that Boss Li from the stall next door wants to hire two chefs, so I’ll help him make the decision. I want four, and Lao Li wants two, isn’t that settled? For someone who graduated from a chef school, how much?

They all have some skills, and I started training after a few days of training. With these young men, I can rest assured that they can be my hands-on shopkeepers. Haha..." Third uncle said to Ye Yangjian with a smile while sipping tea.

"Okay, thank you third uncle, I will take them to find a place to live first." Ye Yangjian handed over two packs of 'Zhonghua Cigarettes' and said to his third uncle. Help is help, acquaintance is acquaintance, courtesy Ye Yangjian has always said

There will be no shortage of...

"Hey! How much money do you have, and you are so generous with your money? Why are you and your third uncle here here? Are they looking for a house to live in? That's just right. There is an old lady in our community who asked your third uncle to rent out a house.

Everything is pretty good, but it's just on the top floor. The elderly are too old to live there, so I think I'll rent it to you so that it's easy to commute to and from work. The price is only one thousand a month. As you know, it's a room in our school district.

The rent is expensive." The third uncle resisted for a while and finally accepted the Great China Cigarettes. He took two packs of cigarettes with short hands. The third uncle then freed up a house for Ye Yang Jian.

"Okay, let's rent there. We are all young men. We have plenty of strength and are not afraid of climbing stairs." Cui Liang, who was standing aside, said happily that he could get his detained documents, recover his arrears of wages and find a job on the same day.

and house, all thanks to Ye Yangjian’s help. Xiaoke and the others were also very happy...

After a busy afternoon, Ye Yangjian helped Cui Liang and others move, clean up, and sign the rental contract. He was busy until about 5 o'clock in the afternoon. Cui Liang and the others will not go to work at Sanshu's place tomorrow, and they still have one day to rest and organize.

Seeing that it was almost dinner time, I wanted to invite Ye Yangjian to have a drink.

"Liangzi, Xiaoke, you have been missing for several days. You have finally settled down. Let's rest first. We will all be in the same community from now on, so we have plenty of time to drink." However, Ye Yangjian kindly refused. He knew how to urge Liang to do so.

They had no money after paying the rent, so they took out two packs of cigarettes from their pockets and threw them to Xiao Ke...

"This... alas! That's okay. Brother Ye, I won't thank you for your kindness. I will remember it in my heart." Cui Liang went up and shook Ye Yangjian's hand, and said to Ye Yangjian sincerely. Ye Yang

Jian smiled and didn't care.

"Okay, why don't you be polite? Just do your job and don't embarrass your elder brother. The third uncle and the third aunt are very nice people. Don't worry. If there is anything you can't solve by yourself, you can come to me and we will discuss it..." After that, he and everyone

After saying goodbye, he turned around and went downstairs to go home.

Ye Yangjian walked quickly as if he felt uncomfortable.

Jogging all the way, three steps and two steps, Ye Yangjian rushed back to his home, took out the key and opened the room. After entering the house, he closed it tightly. There was no light in the house. It was only around 6 o'clock. There was still some light outside.

But the house is getting darker and darker, and the old-fashioned furniture in the living room makes the whole room look dead...

Before he could turn on the light, Ye Yangjian rushed into the bathroom immediately after returning home, knelt on the ground, hugged the toilet and vomited. He vomited all the contents in his stomach before he stood up tiredly and turned on the faucet.

Washed the dirt from the corners of my mouth,

"Is this blood? Is it the guitarist's blood?" Ye Yangjian's stomach twitched violently as he watched the tap water flowing from the faucet change from clear to blood red.

"Then who are you? Are you still not yourself?" Ye Yangjian said nothing. He just looked at his distorted and weird face in the bathroom mirror in silence.

Some injuries are just okay, but some injuries are so unforgettable. Every night, as soon as Ye Yangjian closes his eyes, he will dream of a desert island, and will remember that he and his other brothers were crying and howling to eat the guitarist.

The scene. His stomach has been full of pantothenic acid throughout the afternoon. This is not the first time. After flushing the filth in the toilet with water, Ye Yangjian grabbed the tactical knife with leather and scabbard from his backpack, inserted it

Behind the waist, he pulled it out with his backhand, inserted it back in, tried the angle, and then sat comfortably in the corner of the room. He didn't turn on the light, just sitting like this, with his guitar and cigarettes on hand...

When he was in the army, he would be awakened by such nightmares every night. After sitting up and seeing other comrades sleeping next to him in the barracks, he felt much more at ease. He could still fall asleep after smoking a cigarette.

Those brothers were his only support. Ye Yangjian once stubbornly believed that as long as the nine of them were still together, the guitarist would still be with them intact. After leaving the army, he did not dare to live with his parents.

That’s why I asked my dad to buy this old house. Because he knew that he had a serious mental illness. It seemed that there was some strange force controlling him. He was suppressing it. Although he worked hard, changes would come sooner or later.

Yes, I just don’t know when it will break out...

Suddenly! A bloodthirsty demon slowly crawled out from the abyss! Climbed onto the wall of his bedroom!

Late at night, Ye Yangjian was still sitting cross-legged on the floor in the corner of the room, with a tactical knife stuck behind his back. In the whole room, only a dim small desk lamp was turned on, and the old guitar lay in his arms. There was an ancient and mysterious sound.

A distant melody flowed from Ye Yangjian's fingertips. Looking at a flickering shadow on the wall, Ye Yangjian spoke first.

"Why do you always follow me? What do you want?" Ye Yangjian asked the shadow on the wall.

"I think you shouldn't suppress your desires. Have some fun for yourself..." A voice as hoarse as hell suddenly sounded from behind.

"I'm not suppressing myself. I know who I am and what I'm doing. So please leave!" Ye Yangjian fiddled with the strings and said without raising his head.

"...Quack...do you think you can escape like this? Ye Yangjian? This kind of resistance is ineffective and futile..." The hoarse voice let out a harsh and shrill laugh...

"I can try, I am willing to try, I don't want to degenerate like this, I have my own life, and I don't like drinking blood at all!" Ye Yangjian lit a cigarette and slowly blew out a smoke ring.

"Hey... don't lie to yourself, don't you miss that taste? It's salty, so delicious..." Shadow's hoarse and seductive voice spread around Ye Yangjian, and Ye Yangjian's heart moved, but

Fortunately, he suppressed that primitive desire in time.

"I can quit. Really, there is never a question of whether I can do it or not, only whether I want to do it. Don't come again, I don't like you very much..." Ye Yangjian looked directly at the shadow on the wall and bit.

Zhu Ya said that he didn't notice that his eyes had begun to bleed...

"Haha, Ye Yangjian, you know what. I like to see you deceiving yourself. Bloodlust is as addictive as taking drugs. Don't suppress yourself. Desire is guiltless..." Shadow said sadly.

.

"I am alone! I must not be bewitched by you!" Ye Yangjian's face was twisted and ferocious, and he roared in a low voice.

"...Quack, so what? Do you think you still have the ability to resist me now? Quack...go! My child, enjoy your most sumptuous dinner...Quack, quack..." Shadow laughed hoarsely loudly.

...

"You know I will find a way, you know it!" Ye Yangjian said as he touched his tactical knife with his right hand.

"What can you do? What can you do? You were my favorite when you were on the desert island, you know? Hehe, your country abandoned you, look at you now, can you still come back?

Are you back to the past? Quack, what will happen if you go back? Be loyal to me... You are a deadly and lonely reptile, miss that taste, those flesh and blood can make you strong... Hahahaha... Desire, wake up your desire

…Quack…” Accompanied by the hoarse and harsh laughter, the next second Ye Yangjian pulled out the tactical knife and rushed out of the bedroom…

A wisp of nectar-like nectar seeped into my throat. Just as I closed my eyes, the pairs of blood-red eyes on the desert island appeared in my dream on time. The mountains of dead bodies on the battlefield gathered into rivers of blood. At the same time, I heard the sound of men on the battlefield.

The screaming women's screams. All kinds of unimaginable bloody scenes seen on the battlefield, the dead eyes of drug dealers, the white smoke rising from the Japanese corpses that were blown to pieces, and the corpses of the insurgents who were beaten to pieces.

!Scenes from the past are constantly replayed in Ye Yangjian's mind like a movie. The flesh of his nose seems to smell the burnt aroma of cooked human flesh again! The black rotating rifling of the sniper rifle flashes in front of his eyes towards the endless vortex, and the bottom of the vortex

It was a brass-coated warhead shining brightly... and then a burst of sparks and smoke, the warhead got closer and closer, getting bigger and bigger!

"No!!!" The next morning, Ye Yangjian woke up from his fate. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, woke up from the floor, and went to the bathroom to wash up as usual. He looked at the trace of blood remaining at the corner of his mouth in the mirror. Ye Yang

Jian smiled to himself and turned on the faucet, slowly cleaned it, and kicked away a dead cat on the ground that had been bitten to pieces. Ye Yangjian knew very well that he had begun to show bloodlust.

symptoms...

"My life can only be decided by me!" Ye Yangjian said firmly, washing his face vigorously with cold water, watching the blood red in his eyes slowly disappear, Ye Yangjian changed his clothes and went out.

..

Ye Yangjian closed the old-fashioned computer in his room, sat on the old leather sofa in the living room, and smoked a few cigarettes. It seemed that his condition was more serious than he thought. He had auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations, bloodlust, the most terrifying thing.

What's amazing is that I can actually talk to my own shadow every night. After thinking about it, I decided to start solving my own problems immediately, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to return to a normal life...


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