Su Ge suddenly woke up from his sleep and felt a burning sensation in his chest.
What's going on...?
Su Ge touched his chest and felt the strong beating of his heart under his palm. He closed his eyes and looked carefully for abnormalities in his body, and found that the flame in his heart became extremely active, which was also the source of the burning heat in his chest.
The flames were burning fiercely, as if a balloon was getting bigger and bigger in his chest. The rapid heartbeat and pressure almost made him breathless.
This situation is very similar to the previous encounter with a werewolf, but there are no hallucinations... is it a demon?
Thinking of this, Su Ge felt that the tightness in his chest suddenly eased a lot. He tried to recall the feeling when he faced the devil, and found that it was very similar to his current state, but there were some subtle differences.
"What's going on? Do you feel the presence of demonic presence?"
In the darkness, Su Ge's pupils suddenly shrank. He remembered what everyone reminded him at the end of the meeting, and suddenly understood why he woke up in the middle of the night.
Is it the devil's flame in the heart that has changed due to the proximity of the same kind?
Although I am not a demon, the demon flame in my heart is active due to external factors, and it also indirectly reminds me that there is a demon nearby?
Who is it?!
Su Ge sat on the bed, his original sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and he became particularly awake.
At this time, the gauze-like moonlight poured in from the window, illuminating an area in front of him very clearly. Relying on his outstanding eyesight, Su Ge looked around and found that in his room, except for the sound of his beating heart, there was nothing else.
Other sounds.
He held his breath and concentrated, using his hearing and vision to the limit, and found that even the air in the room was motionless and there was nothing abnormal.
Not in this room? Could it be, outside?
Is it the devil-worshipping believer we met in the watermill? He came to our door on his own initiative? The purpose is to find me?
Several ideas took shape in his mind at once, and the powerlessness of being alone made him feel the despair of being chased by fear again.
Can't sit still and wait for death...
After Su Ge calmed down, he quietly got out of bed and tiptoed to the door of the room, when he suddenly became nervous.
Maybe there is a demon waiting outside a door with a sickle, and the moment he goes out, his head will fall to the ground.
Or, the demon is also exploring his location, and then a flaming spear will pierce the wall and pierce him through the chest.
Just from his random imagination, Su Ge was already covered in cold sweat. He hesitated, not knowing whether he should go out of the room, but he was even more afraid that if he didn't go out, he would be stuck in this room and fight with trapped beasts.
This is the second floor, and the street is outside the window. The hard stone floor does not provide any buffering effect. His only way out at this moment is to leave the room as quickly as possible, go down to the first floor and leave through the door.
Forget it, give it a try...
Su Ge gritted his teeth, put on his clothes quietly, came to the door and gently turned the lock.
A trace of mechanical friction sound appeared, which was inaudible, but in Su Ge's ears, it was no less than a thunderbolt.
The door lock was twisted to the limit and the room door could have been opened long ago, but Su Ge still didn't move.
After thinking twice, he moved to the side, leaned his back against the wall, gently opened the door with one finger, and slowly opened it.
This way, even if someone really wants to attack me while I'm out, there's nothing they can do... Su Ge thought to himself.
Looking at the room door that slid open silently, Su Ge concentrated all his attention, but did not find anything breaking in. Time slowly passed and his patience slowly reached its limit.
Is it really an illusion?
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Su Ge didn't quite believe it. He hadn't done any research on the abnormality in the heart. It was a bit arbitrary to think that the demon invaded based on a little restlessness. However, after experiencing several life and death situations, he would rather be arbitrary than because of his own carelessness.
And lose your life.
He took a deep breath silently and poked his head out little by little.
Only one side of the ground was covered with moonlight, and the entire second floor was in darkness, making it so quiet that it was a bit disturbing.
Su Ge looked at the darkness that could not be illuminated by the moonlight. He always felt that some terrible monster would suddenly rush out there. He swallowed silently and planned to find a weapon that he could use.
The kitchen is on the first floor...
Su Ge estimated the route to the kitchen in his mind and found that there were too many ambush locations along the way. Once he took the initiative to expose his position, he would become passive.
So you still have to be careful to hide yourself...
Su Ge slowly walked out of the room, closed the door behind his back, and slightly left a gap in the door lock.
In this way, the door still looks closed from the outside, but when necessary, he can force it open without any obstruction.
Su Ge walked towards the stairs step by step, his hair standing on end as he felt the air flowing around him.
There is no movement, is it really my imagination...
Su Ge felt an invisible pressure coming from the darkness, but he still forced himself to feel the surrounding environment so that he could detect danger at the first time.
No one.
After Su Ge checked the entire second floor, he looked through the stairs to the dark first floor.
He tiptoed gently downstairs. Suddenly a breeze blew by, and goose bumps immediately appeared on his arms. He watched carefully for a while, and after finding that there was no abnormal noise, he slowly came to the window and closed it.
After that, he quietly came to the kitchen. The moment he touched the kitchen knife, his tense nerves suddenly trembled slightly. Within a few breaths, he was covered in cold sweat.
He remembered very clearly that he closed the windows before going upstairs to sleep!
There is someone in the house!
Su Ge tried hard to control himself not to make too much noise due to his breathing. He held the kitchen knife tightly while thinking.
Who is it?
Is he really the devil worshiper in the watermill? He came here to find me after everyone left at night?
Taking into account the fact that the opponent was a transcendent, Su Ge felt that due to the huge difference in combat power, he had no chance of winning.
Even though he had an absolute advantage, he was still hiding himself, and he was a ruthless character... Su Ge made a mental evaluation, scanning his eyes everywhere, but found no trace of the person at all.
He glanced out the window. He didn't know what time it was at this time. It was pitch black outside with no light at all. Everyone must have fallen asleep. It was almost harder to seek help than to reach the sky.
Su Ge thought for a while and came to the gas lamp. After taking off the lampshade, he gently opened the valve of the gas lamp and put a dry napkin on it.
After confirming that he couldn't hear any sound, he took a small box from the kitchen and put it in his pocket. Holding the kitchen knife hidden in his sleeve tightly, he came to the door.
After standing for several minutes, he finally reached out and held the door handle.
The cold and slimy touch made him stunned for a while. In his impression, there should be no such substance on the handle.
But the next moment fear invaded his reason.
Those slimy liquids completely wrapped the handle. No matter how hard he exerted force, his palm would eventually come off, and the force would not be transmitted to the handle at all.
He tightened his grip again and again, and slipped again and again.
Anxiety and fear oppressed him. In his eagerness, his face slowly
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became red.
"Can you be quieter? You're disturbing me."
Suddenly a voice appeared behind him, and Su Ge shivered with fright, and then fear crawled up his spine.
He turned his head little by little, and under the moonlight, he saw a man in a suit and leather shoes sitting at the table next to the commission column, holding a piece of paper in his hand and admiring it carefully.
In front of that person was a stack of similar papers, all with portraits of the same person on them.
"Suge? Iosig, isn't it? What a good name." The man in the moonlight said.
The other party did not act immediately, which gave Su Ge some buffering time. After a brief panic, he forced himself to calm down.
The moment he heard the voice, he felt that it did not match the voice in his memory. However, because he did not see all the faces of the devil worshiper, he did not dare to judge that the person in front of him was the same person as the one at that time.
.
Su Ge looked at the other party's appearance carefully, wondering why the other party was not wearing a mask this time.
Exquisite hairstyle, deep eye sockets, high nose bridge, thin and sharp lips, obvious mandibular curve, and a mouth...
And a mouth!
When he saw the other person's neck, Su Ge suddenly saw a mouth. He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, but he only saw a piece of white skin.
What's going on? Am I hallucinating?
Su Ge blinked his eyes absentmindedly, not knowing whether the scene that just appeared was an illusion or reality.
"If you don't answer my question," said the man opposite, "it's very rude, you know?"
"Then you break into other people's homes at night, is that what you call polite?" Sugar asked.
He had seen the other person's face and heard the other person's voice. He could initially confirm that the person sitting in front of him was not the person he saw in the watermill, but the burning in his chest also told him that the source of the demonic aura was
In front of your own eyes.
Who is it? The fellow devil worshipper?
Su Ge knew that he had a high chance of guessing correctly, but it would not bring any improvement to his current situation. If he wanted to survive, he had to rely on himself.
Suddenly a burst of laughter interrupted his thoughts. The man sitting at the table put down what he was holding, turned to look at him and said, "What do you think of so-called art?"
Art?
In my last life, I almost chose art in the college entrance examination, but I was rejected because I was tone-deaf. I don’t know if this counts as a comment...
In the extreme tension, Su Ge suddenly became distracted. He didn't know how the other party suddenly brought up such a topic, but only by slowly delaying the time could he find a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation.
But after thinking about it, he still didn't say what was in his heart. He suspected that if he gave such an answer, he would only anger the other person and make him die faster.
Looking at his stunned look, the man sighed softly, seeming a little disappointed, and then said: "Then do you have any insights on balance?"
balance?
"What balance?" Su Ge asked subconsciously.
"It's all about balance." The man was still sitting. "For example, the left and right hands. If one of them suddenly becomes swollen, you will feel awkward and even want to cut it off. For example, when walking, you must step forward with your left foot.
Step up with your right foot, otherwise the foot that takes an extra step will be smashed. Another example..."
"Men and women, after you kill a man, you must kill another woman..."
Su Ge looked at the smile on the man's face, and suddenly felt a great fear in his heart.