After pretending to be good and being spotted by the boss

The fog in the sky is full of dots of light, and the dots of light follow along? Guide the way forward, like a guide carrying a lantern, walking forward around the fog.

Qin Yuzhi looked at the star point on his fingertips, and looked forward for a while.

The golden beams gathered together from all directions, and finally condensed into small balls.

The dumpling chirped and rubbed against his shoulders, as if he would be burned if he got close to the golden light, he dodged back, and kept sticking to Qin Yuzhi's neck, the whole dumpling trembled.

The golden light in Qin Yuzhi's eyes flashed and then disappeared, just like the golden ball in front of him, shining brightly in the mist.

The tip of the knife hangs down and cuts the delicate skin.

The blood oozed out drop by drop from the back of his hand, but instead of dripping down, it rose into the air and hung in mid-air. Slowly, as if attracted by the golden ball, it flew towards the golden ball, and then completely Absorbed by the golden ball.

A steady stream of blood flew towards the golden ball. As the light spot became bigger and bigger, more and more blood was needed. Slowly, Qin Yuzhi became dizzy and his brain hurt.

The golden ball itself grows naturally, and only the light ball raised with blood and aura has a soul.

The more blood and spiritual energy you use, the faster the light ball will be cultivated and grow, which is equivalent to raising the light ball with your own flesh and blood.

The spot of light that devoured Qin Yuzhi's blood seemed to be full of food and drink, and circled around? Qin Yuzhi a few times, as if looking at him.

The blood on the hand no longer oozes out, but there are still traces of blood on the back of the hand. The light spots are like eyes glowing. They rub against the back of the hand. When they are about to take a bite, they suddenly meet Qin Yuzhi's eyes .

Qin Yuzhi lowered his eyes, and the light spots in his black pupils became brighter and brighter, as if declaring his sovereignty, emitting a dangerous light.

The spot of light that had paused on the hand froze, and slipped away without a trace with a shivering sound.

Tuanzi seemed to have sensed something, murmured softly, and rubbed Qin Yuzhi's cheek as if to comfort him.

Qin Yuzhi sat on the cold stone, raised his eyes and looked around.

The surrounding area is an obscuring jungle, layers upon layers of twists and turns, the air is moist and sticky, some kind of juice hanging from the top of the head drips, dripping thickly on the top of the head.

Que An stayed here most of the time when he disappeared?

Maybe it's sitting lazily on a stone, or? Maybe it's leaning against a tree, letting the blood drip down, watching? The light spot grows bigger and bigger.

Or maybe it's practicing spells, increasing the success rate again and again.

Qin Yuzhi stroked the stone slowly, carefully caressing the notch carved on it with the stone.

This is the simplest stick figure, a small circle represents the dog's head, two solid circles represent the eyes, and finally a half upward arc and a small protruding tongue.

This is the self-portrait that Qin Yuzhi once taught him to paint.

Que An is very talented in other things, but he knows nothing about writing and painting.

Qin Yuzhi taught Que An all afternoon, and finally got annoyed with Que An. He drew a simple dog's head casually, and asked Qin Yuzhi triumphantly if he could draw well.

The sunlight came in from the window, shining on the drawing board and the table, and the light dust was rising melodiously.

It was clearly a memory from a few months ago, but it seemed so far away that it had been a lifetime.

Qin Yuzhi smiled unconsciously, and the gentle movements of stroking the stone were as gentle as stroking water waves.

He walked down the stone steps slowly, pushing aside the bushes.

Footsteps sounded slowly from behind, like the whisper of a devil, walking over thorns, and slowly stopped behind Qin Yuzhi.

In the darkness, in the voice of the visitor? There is a trace of determination and calmness, but the eyes are full of greed:

"President Qin, have you figured it out?"

Rong Chuang stared at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to swallow him up.

Qin Yuzhi turned his head slowly, looked at? He said, "I want to see Que An."

Rong Chuang smiled:

"Boss Qin doesn't trust me enough."

Qin Yuzhi looked cold.

Rong Chuang nodded: "Please."

After driving for nearly half a day, we finally arrived at our destination when it was nearly dark.

The white light in the laboratory was dazzling, hitting Qin Yuzhi, and the two of them walked in from the long corridor.

Rong Chuang seemed to think of something, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Qin should be in better health now, right?"

Qin Yuzhi ignored him, and he didn't mind continuing to say: "Yeah? Yes, after all, the blood of a beast, oh, or the blood of a beast with aura, its value is immeasurable."

"Speaking of which, Boss Qin deserves credit for catching Que An. Que An's health is not as good as before, and he is no longer what he used to be."

Rong Chuang said with a smile:

"No hurry, you can see him in a while."

Qin Yuzhi glanced at him lightly, his gaze as deep as water.

Passing through the white and miserable corridor, the further you go in, the more you can smell the thick smell of blood.

The door opened slowly. Under the incandescent lights, hundreds of animals were kept in cold cages, staring at them angrily. Two people.

The wolves screamed desperately outside through the cold sound-proof glass, and could only see blood dripping from the gap between their teeth. The needle was inserted under the ear, and the blood was drawn out from the inside, and then delivered to a small bottle In the middle of the day, there was a beeping sound from the bottom of the vial, and the blue indicator lighted up, showing several numbers accurate to two decimal places.

Several black-and-white strip electrophoresis pictures are pasted on the snow-white projection wall.

Rong Chuang smiled? He said:

"Do you want to hear the results of the new research recently?"

Qin Yuzhi calmly withdrew his gaze:

"Where's Que An?"

Missing the opportunity to display the treasure, Rong Chuang showed a regretful expression:

"You really don't want to hear it, haven't you been chasing these things, you really don't want to hear it?"

Qin Yuzhi retracted his gaze and said calmly:

"Five years ago, you started to build the laboratory and invested a lot of manpower and equipment, but the research project was zero, and the laboratory was silent for two years. Four years ago, a large number of animals in Jingci Mountain moved out and died, and the bodies disappeared. Fei, in December of the same year, the laboratory saw the light of day again and began to operate.”

Rong Chuang smiled:

"Conjecture?"

Qin Yuzhi turned his head and looked at Rong Chuang lightly:

"Are you guessing? The police will tell you after a while."

Rong Chuang's smile was a little stagnant, but he brought it up again after a while:

"Let's go and see your...dog first."

Rong Chuang specially emphasized the word "dog", Qin Yuzhi gave him a light look, and walked straight past him towards the inner door.

Seeing his back getting further and further away, the expression in Rong Chuang's eyes gradually turned cold, and his smile disappeared suddenly.

The smell of blood outside is very strong, and the further you go in, the more it becomes weaker, until finally it disappears completely, replaced by a faint fragrance, like the aroma of burning red sandalwood.

The expected shocking scene did not happen.

There is neither a cold instrument catheter nor blood everywhere, just a piece of pure white.

The room is vast and endless, filled with light.

The light hurt people's eyes, physical tears flowed from his eyes, he raised his hand to cover the light, and shouted Que An's name loudly.

The light seemed to be able to absorb the sound, and the sound did not escape at all. He stepped into the white light in the sky, dazed and anxious.

His eyes suddenly fixed on the corner.

The scattered shadows from the edge of the window formed a borderline between light and dark. In the thick shadows on the left side of the borderline, Que An leaned against the corner, his whole figure shrunk into a ball as if he had no bones, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was chilling He hugged himself, his fingertips trembling.

Qin Yuzhi's heart tightened, and he hurried over to hold him in his arms? He gently shook his shoulder, and said distressedly:

"Que An!"

Que An murmured in a low voice? What, but his eyes were not opened, and his consciousness was still in chaos.

Qin Yuzhi shook his arm, then patted his face lightly, unable to wake up, he leaned down, put his ear to his lips, anxiously listening to the whispers in his mouth.

After hearing it clearly, he froze in place, the end of his eyes were red, and a tear rolled down his face.

Leaning in his arms, Que An murmured in a low voice:

"cold."