C4 Demonic beast

Since then, he had lived by himself and never thought about those stories the old beggar had told him until one day, he discovered that he had some kind of strange ability in his body, which allowed him to sense the soul energy left behind by others after they died. When this kind of energy was strong, he could sense some information from this kind of energy.

However, this was not important. As long as he could receive the information from another world, it would be sufficient. Because, unintentionally, he discovered that he could make a living by communicating with the information from two other worlds.

In the beginning, he could only rely on his own wild guesses to receive information on the soul. Sometimes he could be accurate, sometimes he couldn't be accurate, but one day, Liu Zichen suddenly thought of the story the old beggar had told him before. He realized that the story the old beggar had told him before wasn't all nonsense, and at least the story regarding the ghost was probably true.

As he recalled the stories of his childhood, his ability to communicate with his soul became stronger and stronger. Plus, he had practiced a few moves that could not only intimidate his customers, but also had some effects.

For a long time, he had only met souls, so he focused all his attention on recalling the ghost stories the old beggar had told him. He automatically ignored the stories of those demon beasts and didn't really think that there were any demon beasts in this world.

But today, he encountered this strange murder scene, and calculated the weird method of death of the deceased. This made him suddenly recall the story the old beggar once told him, that the strange demon beasts could paralyze a person's body by injecting poison into their blood and numbing their nerves.

After that, he would suck in the human blood. Because it would completely suck out all the blood in the human body, and also suck back the poison that was previously injected into the blood, it was impossible to find out that the body had been poisoned.

Liu Zichen's story was already very vague, and he could only recall a general idea. As for how to track such monsters and how to get rid of them, he didn't even have a clue. He probably ran out to play again at that time.

"Blame me. Blame me. If only I had listened to the old beggar a bit more, I wouldn't have been so helpless now." Liu Zichen was upset. He rubbed his head, then went back to his chair and sat down. He was still trying to remember the story the old beggar had told him.

He frowned as he recalled. Hu Feng, who was facing him, could tell that Liu Zichen was probably thinking about something, so he didn't say anything, only looked at Liu Zichen with a face full of hope, hoping that he could think of a way to find the murderer as soon as possible.

After a while, Liu Zichen still couldn't come up with a clue. His mind was completely filled with ways to communicate with the soul, but there was nothing about the soul of a demon beast, so he could only temporarily give up thinking about it and focus on how to use the soul of the victim, and how to extract the information he needed from the soul fragments.

Thinking about this, he stood up again, closed his eyes, and slowly stepped forward, feeling the soul fragments nearby. Although they were soul fragments, they also had emotions, and every emotion recorded the feelings of the dead at the moment of their death. What confused Liu Zichen the most was that all the soul fragments in this room were calm, without joy or sadness.

"Looks like I won't be able to earn this amount of money if I don't bring out some real ability. Fuck, what kind of world is this? Earning money is getting harder and harder." Liu Zichen took a few steps back and forth, feeling that the soul fragments' energy in the air was extremely unstable, as if it was going to dissipate at any time, and muttered a few curses in his heart. Then, he gritted his teeth and a hint of determination flashed across his eyes.

However, at this critical moment, he became hesitant and asked Hu Feng, "Is there a knife here?" Give it to me to use. "

Hu Feng looked at him with a frown, then a vicious look, and then a bit as if he was about to bite his finger. Hu Feng was already a little dazed, and after hearing him ask for a knife, he nodded and said in a daze, "Yes, yes, I'll go and get it now."

After a while, a foot long dagger was handed to Liu Zichen. He looked at the edge of the blade, which was still shining with a cold light. It should be very sharp.

"You're going to cut the blood, aren't you?" Hu Feng asked curiously.

Liu Zichen nodded, and said somewhat exasperatedly, "It only needs a few drops. If it's shallow, it won't bleed. If it's deep enough, it won't only be inappropriate, but if it hasn't practiced saber arts, it will be troublesome."

"That's nothing, just watch me." Hu Feng was used to dancing with guns and sticks, so he was not happy when he saw Liu Zichen hesitate. He reached out to grab the saber, and with a casual swipe, he made a cut on Liu Zichen's finger.

"Aiya! Why do you have to do it just like that. " He only felt a wave of cold, as if a stream of ice had passed through his fingers. He only saw the blood seeping out of his finger and felt a little uncomfortable. After all, this was his own blood, and not someone else's.

However, no matter what, the blood he wanted had already been extracted. Liu Zichen hurriedly used his index finger to dab a few drops of blood, then drew a strange pattern in the air as he muttered.

This set of chants was the only one that the old beggar had forced him to memorize. It was just a few short words, plus the old beggar's threats and temptations, so Liu Zichen had been proficient in learning them from a young age. Of course, he did not know what the use of this chore was until he found out about his amazing talent, and whenever he wanted to do something, regardless of whether it was communicating with his soul or practicing a miraculous move, as long as he added this chants, it would have a miraculous effect.

This time was no exception. His finger was stained with his own blood, and the places where he pointed in the air all held soul fragments. He used his soul consciousness to pour the blood energy from his finger into the soul fragments.

With his innate ability, in addition to that magical chant, a white light slowly appeared in the sky where Liu Zichen's finger was pointing. At first, it was very dim, but as he repeatedly pointed to that area, the dim light gradually became more and more dazzling.

That speck of light was brighter than the electric light. Right now, even if the entire room's lights were turned off, it didn't matter because these soul fragments had received the extraordinary light from the blood that Liu Zichen had transmitted. It was as if it was daytime.

The index finger of his left hand was not stained with blood, so he extended it out to point at the light in the air. Every time the index finger of his left hand touched the light, the brightness would decrease by a bit, as if he was extracting information from the soul fragments, which would inevitably weaken the energy of the soul fragments.

As a result, a very strange scene appeared in the room. The light in the room was sometimes so bright that it was glaring at first, but then it quickly dimmed down. Hu Feng had long since become stupefied when he saw this, and Hu Qian, who had already gone upstairs, also quietly went down to see this strange scene.

Liu Zichen stretched out his right hand and withdrew his left hand, repeating the process over and over again. The majority of the information he received from the soul fragments were fragments of Hu Qian's family, and there was no information about the murderer's demon beast. These soul fragments were already very weak and could disappear at any time, but now, with Liu Zichen's repeated enhancement and weakening, they became even weaker and unstable.

He only had a vague impression of the origin and characteristics of this demon beast. If he wanted to obtain more information, he could only place his hopes on the victim seeing the demon beast's appearance before she died, and also keep this scene memory in the soul fragment.

The chances were slim, but he had no choice but to do so. As he felt the soul fragments in the air gradually disappear, his hopes were shattered one by one. Just as he was about to be completely disappointed and give up, he suddenly recalled a few scenes.

First, there were scenes of the hospital's operations that were blurry, but then in the ward after room, there were all kinds of animals locked up. Those animals roared furiously, and their roars and the sound of them colliding with the beast chains reverberated in the room, giving people the feeling that they were in hell.

Suddenly, he turned again and the scene appeared in a wide laboratory. There was a row of glassware placed on the wall in front of him, and there were all kinds of animal specimens. Some of them were familiar to Liu Zichen, but most of them he had never seen before.

At the top of a tall table in the laboratory, a monkey was eating something with its head lowered while wagging its tail in a very enjoyable manner. Suddenly, as if the monkey had heard something, it turned around and saw that the monkey's face was covered in blood, and there were two fangs on its mouth, about half a foot long.

Liu Zichen jumped in fright and stopped receiving the message. He opened his eyes and saw Hu Qian and Hu Feng standing in front of him with anticipation and nervously staring at him.