The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Di Yin stopped grinding ink, raised his eyes and glanced at Su Yang, "Don't say things that reveal my character so much."

Su Yang grinned foolishly: "Oh. Then Uncle Wang, please tell me, what on earth did you turn into?"

Di Yin shook his head proudly and deliberately kept the secret, saying, "I can't tell you this easily. Some secrets are more interesting if they are kept hidden."

Su Yang was not willing to give up. "Uncle Wang, please stop keeping me in suspense. I'm dying of curiosity. You are so powerful, you must have an awesome true identity. Tell me about it."

Di Yin put down the ink pestle in his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Yang, "Do you really want to know?"

Su Yang nodded hurriedly.

Di Yin suddenly smiled evilly, "Then you must be mentally prepared and don't faint from the stimulation."

Su Yang's face was full of black lines, "Not really? Uncle Wang, start your performance quickly!"

Di Yin nodded slightly, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers. With a snap, he disappeared without a trace in front of Su Yang.

Su Yang was stunned on the spot, "Uncle Wang? Uncle Wang! Where have you been?"

Suddenly, he saw a small insect crawling slowly on the ground. Su Yang was delighted, and he lay on the ground like a toad, staring at the insect without blinking.

"Uncle Wang, is that you?" he asked tentatively, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice. "Your true form is so weak. I dare not breathe heavily, for fear of accidentally blowing you away."

As Su Yang spoke, he suddenly became ferocious. He smiled wickedly, took a deep breath, and then suddenly exhaled. A strong airflow rushed towards the little bug.

Poor little bug, under the impact of the airflow, it was blown away in an instant like a kite with a broken string.

"Hahaha, this is so fun... I blew Uncle Wang away, hahaha..."

Click——! ! !

"Fuck! What the hell is going on?"

Su Yang was laughing so proudly that he was startled by the sudden change, and the smile on his face froze instantly. He swallowed nervously and looked around vigilantly.

There was a strong wind outside the house, with lightning and thunder, and the sound of the wind was like the howling of ghosts and wolves, sweeping in. The windows were banging and it seemed that they would be torn apart by the strong wind at any time.

The electrical wires in the house began to be overwhelmed, crackling and emitting dazzling sparks from time to time. Every flash made the atmosphere of horror in the hall even more intense.

Under the flickering light, a horrifying scene appeared. On the wall of the house, small blood beads oozed out first, as if someone was crying silently, and the tears were actually bright red blood.

These blood beads quickly gathered together and turned into trickles, winding down the wall. The various furniture and items in the hall were also stained with blood, and the bloodstains stretched out like a monster with bared fangs and claws.

Blood was oozing out from every corner, like a fine rain, dripping onto the floor. The pungent smell quickly spread and entered Su Yang's nasal cavity, making his stomach churn and he almost vomited.

"Ugh! I'm going to vomit." Su Yang quickly covered his mouth.

Bang~!

A drop of blood fell straight from the ceiling with a "pa" sound, landing precisely on Su Yang's forehead. The cold and sticky touch made his scalp numb instantly.

Then, another drop fell on the tip of his nose. Su Yang reflexively wanted to reach out to wipe it away, but as soon as he raised his hand, it froze in mid-air.

Because more drops of blood fell like a dense rain of arrows, splashing on his face and hair, and soon dyed his upper body blood red.

At this time, the temperature in the room was also dropping rapidly. The breath exhaled by Su Yang instantly turned into white mist, intertwining with the bloody mist in the air, making the entire space look even more eerie and terrifying.

The wires, which were already crackling, made a sharp sound and the sparks flashed more and more frequently. Each time they lit up, it illuminated the blood in the room and reflected Su Yang's terrified and twisted face.

Su Yang could no longer endure this kind of fear. He opened his mouth and screamed with all his strength: "Uncle Wang! Uncle Wang! Come out quickly! There is a ghost in the house, help!"

next second.

As soon as Su Yang finished speaking, the blood in the room began to surge violently as if summoned by some mysterious force.

The blood that was originally flowing everywhere and gathered on the floor seemed to be controlled by a pair of invisible hands, and quickly coagulated in the same direction at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blood surged like a boiling sea of ​​blood, making a creepy gurgling sound.

Every drop of blood seemed to have life, they intertwined, entangled, and constantly twisted and deformed. The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, almost suffocating.

After a few seconds, a handsome face slowly emerged in the blood mist, and a man walked out. It was Di Yin.

He looked at Su Yang with disgust, "Yell, yell, yell! Didn't you insist on seeing my true form? I've shown it to you now, why are you yelling for help again?"

Su Yang swallowed, his voice trembling, "Uncle Wang, your true form is too... too scary. I thought it was really haunted, it almost scared me to death."

Di Yin glanced at him with disdain, "Tsk, is this enough for you to make a fuss? You are too timid."

"Uncle Wang, this is really not my fault. Who else would turn into a good person like you and become bloody?"

"Don't you think it's cool?" Di Yin looked at him seriously.

Su Yang curled his lips, "It's cool, but a little bit embarrassing."

"I can control it. Just hold out your hand."

"What are you doing?" Su Yang took two steps back cautiously, "Are you asking me to bleed?"

Di Yin glared at him, "Bullshit! Do I look like someone who would take advantage of someone in distress? Come on, put your hand out!"

Su Yang frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally obediently stretched out his right hand in front of Di Yin.

The next moment, a small blood bead appeared out of thin air from his palm. The small blood bead jumped and Di Yin's voice came out, "Well, is this okay?"

Su Yang looked at the little blood bead, "Uncle Wang, is this you too?"

The little blood bead jumped again, "Nonsense! If this isn't me, could it be you?"

At the same time, a fierce chase was taking place in the courtyard. The figure of Tianzun Yun Xuanzhi was flying across the rooftop, his voice filled with anxiety and helplessness:

"Give me back the spirit pearl. It's not something you can play with!"

Su Xiang dodged left and right in the courtyard, holding tightly in his hand the Chaos Spiritual Pivot Bead he had just snatched. As he ran, he turned back from time to time to make faces at Yun Xuanzhi who was chasing him, and shouted with a smile:

"Stingy guy, what's wrong with letting me play with you? It's because you're too stingy that no one wants to play with you!"