Under One Person: God Profiler

Xia Linyuan's vision was blurry, and his voice trembled slightly as he said uncertainly, "It seems like my grandfather and father don't want me anymore."

An older woman slapped her thigh and said angrily, "Ah! Why don't we want you! Xiao Yuan is such a good boy! Go to the school and see, maybe he's bored there."

"Let's go to the school together. How can we just abandon such a good child like that!"

The other villagers also gathered around. A large, noisy group of people walked towards the school.

This gave the security guard at the school gate quite a fright.

I was thinking, "We haven't even done our exercises yet, why is this whole bunch of people showing up?"

He quickly spoke up to stop them, "Hey, hey, what are you doing! This is a school, non-students can't come in!"

"Tiezhuzi, have you seen Xia Changhe?!"

It was the same middle-aged woman who asked directly.

The security guard thought for a moment and then said, "Oh dear, I really haven't seen him today. I'll call the principal and ask. Don't go in."

"Fight quickly, fight quickly."

The security guard dialed a number using a desktop phone.

"Principal, do you know where Xia Changhe is?"

"There's a bunch of people blocking the school gate... yeah, they're blocking the school gate."

"Mmm Good."

"What did the principal say?"

"He'll be here in a bit."

.........

A short while later, a portly middle-aged man ran over, wiping the sweat from his brow with a white silk handkerchief. "Folks, why are you all blocking the way? It's not good to disturb the children's studies."

"Where is Xia Changhe?"

At this point, the older woman seemed to have become the leader of the villagers, taking full control of the matter.

The principal, wiping the sweat from his brow with an apologetic smile, said, "Changhe has resigned." Before anyone could interrupt, he pulled out a bulging envelope and continued, "Changhe is highly educated, but he doesn't have a teaching certificate, so he left a year's salary with me as a deposit, saying he'd return it when he resigned. Everyone here can bear witness that I've settled all my debts."

"Where is Xia Changhe?" The principal asked, scanning the group of people who couldn't be found.

"My dad isn't at school..." Xia Linyuan had a general idea of ​​what was going on and took the money.

The principal noticed Xia Linyuan's face stiffen, gave the security guard a subtle glare, and then forced a smile as he said to Xia Linyuan, "Since your father isn't here, I'll give you the money first. Don't lose it!"

The moment Xia Linyuan took the money, his vision began to distort. It seemed as if a black and white liquid was oozing from the principal's body; a sticky substance flowed over him, the white mixed with gray. Gray lines were smeared across the principal's white face, following his eyebrows, nasolabial folds, under-eye bags, and the area between his brows and nose, creating an extremely ugly mask. (You can think of it as an abstract painting.)

Xia Linyuan rubbed his eyes, but the mask didn't disappear.

"Lin Yuan, you don't have any adults at home, why don't you come stay at my house for a few days?" It was the same kind-hearted auntie who patted Xia Lin Yuan on the shoulder and smiled as she looked at the money bag.

Xia Linyuan turned his head and saw another mask painted on the old woman's face. The pale watercolor had turned into a ghastly white and dark gray mess, a smeared blob with gray dominating and the white mixed in. It outlined ugly features. It was nauseating.

Xia Linyuan felt a churning in his stomach and couldn't help but lower his head and vomit.

Chapter 8 Human nature is evil.

"Xiao Yuan, are you alright? Why don't you come to my house? I have a big chicken, I'll stew it for you." A villager quickly helped Xia Linyuan up.

Xia Linyuan looked over and saw that the person was also wearing a distorted mask that was a mixture of light white and gray, and the distortion was even more pronounced when the mouth opened and closed.

"What are you saying? I was the one who invited Xiaoyuan first. Don't you know about first come, first served?"

The helpful auntie from before had caused a ruckus; a faint green tinge appeared on her mask. The nasolabial folds, originally outlined in gray, turned green. Moreover, it jutted out like a sharp blade towards her temples, making her face even more distorted and terrifying.

"What do you mean by first come, first served? My house is better! What's wrong with coming to my house? What are you arguing about!"

The kind-hearted aunt seemed to lose her leading role in that instant, and even an ordinary ewe in the flock started talking back.

Xia Linyuan could not believe what he was seeing; everyone was wearing a mask.

My restless heart grew increasingly agitated.

Xia Linyuan hurriedly rushed out of the crowd, running as fast as he could.

Everyone I met along the way was wearing

Various kinds. But there wasn't a single complete mask; they were all distorted masks of mixed colors.

Xia Linyuan ran with his head down, clutching his father's wages, the road ahead gradually blurring in his vision. Tears welled up in his eyes. His grandfather's words still echoed in his ears.

Human nature is inherently evil. Those who haven't cultivated themselves are mediocre, restless, and easily tempted by petty gains, harboring evil thoughts. It's as if a wicked monkey dwells within their hearts, leaping and inciting others. But Yuan'er, you are different. In your first performance as the monkey, you achieved enlightenment, transforming the monkey into a Buddha. You are truly gifted.

"Father, Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm not going to perform in operas anymore. Please come back."

"The villagers are so terrifying, so twisted, so complicated..."

"Grandpa, Father, where have you gone?"

Xia Linyuan ran with his head down, from dawn to dusk.

The muddy path on the ground has been transformed into an asphalt road, with cars constantly whizzing past and more people appearing.

A series of distorted, demonic faces walked across the ground.

Xia Linyuan stood at the crossroads, bewildered and at a loss. The incessant honking of car horns sounded like the mournful screams of demons from the underworld.

Xia Linyuan smiled, his face pale, tears streaming down his face.

Hell is empty, all the devils are here on earth...

"Child, what's wrong?"

Xia Linyuan's appearance attracted the attention of those around him, who gathered around him with concern.

"Child, what have you suffered?"

A variety of distorted faces crowded around him. Xia Linyuan felt lost and confused, but he pushed through the crowd once more, running towards a sparsely populated area with dilapidated buildings.

The sky gradually darkened. Xia Linyuan, who had been running all day, was in excruciating pain in his limbs and was panting heavily.

Before me stood a dilapidated building.

Xia Linyuan looked up at the sign above.

"Zhejiang Pix Field".

After checking that there were no "demons" around, Xia Linyuan felt relieved and stepped on the fallen "Ge" character on the ground to enter.

He huddled in a corner, clutching the oiled paper envelope in both hands, curled up into a ball.

Exhaustion and drowsiness flowed through my entire body like water.

Xia Linyuan fell into a deep sleep.

.....

The moonlight is peaceful.

A muffled thud suddenly came from inside the dilapidated building, followed by a deafening roar!

Xia Linyuan suddenly opened his eyes.

A human head slowly rolled towards him. Their eyes met.

"Tsk, how did it fall off?"

Then a magnetic voice came from above Xia Linyuan.

A figure jumped down from above, dragging a dark object in its hand, and slowly approached Xia Linyuan.

The rustling sounds grew louder and louder.

Xia Linyuan's heart was pounding.

A profound sense of fear arose within him, so much so that he dared not shout or move.

He only dared to huddle in that corner. It seemed that the head could cover his entire body.

In the moonlight, you could see a pair of white sneakers and predominantly green sweatpants. The upper body was shrouded in shadow.

She walked towards Xia Linyuan step by step.

Just as Xia Linyuan was about to see the man's face, the man stopped. He pulled something out of his pants, pressed it a few times as if to his ear, and a magnetic voice sounded again: "Hey, Lao Dou... are you trying to sell me...? You didn't tell me there was a child at this place you were scouting..."

The man stretched out his other hand, as if adjusting his glasses.

Xia Linyuan didn't know who the person was talking to, but he heard the person say, "Okay, I'll handle it myself."

After saying that, there was another beep.

The white sneakers took their first step.

Xia Linyuan's eyes widened in terror, his entire body tense. He let out a trembling sound.

"Little friend, what are you doing here?"

The man slowly walked forward and squatted down in front of Xia Linyuan. He gently pushed the other man's head aside with his left hand.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The man lifted Xia Linyuan up with a puzzled look. He saw that Xia Linyuan was staring blankly at him, not moving at all.