I am practicing in a weird world

　The power surging from the abdomen, this feeling, this is internal force, this must be internal force, it is because I ate meat, so I gained strength.

　Now that I have power, no one can use me as cannon fodder. I will kill anyone who dares to use me as cannon fodder.

　Bai Yanjing and Lu Hei said that only those who possess the primordial spirit can possess power. This is bullshit. I don’t even know what the primordial spirit looks like, but I still possess power. I originally thought they were good people, but now it seems that they are not good people either. They fooled me like a fool.

　Zhou Hongzhuan could no longer suppress the smile on his face, revealing a silent and exaggerated smile, and his desire to survive became stronger than ever.

　Xiao Yi is here.

　Xiao Yi placed the teddy bear's hand in the place farthest from the bed. He sat on the bed, quietly waiting for twelve o'clock in the evening.

　Rule 3 states that after midnight the house will no longer be safe and abnormalities will occur.

　During the day, blood words appeared on the teddy bear's hand, but the words were obviously not finished. They exploded when they just wrote to the third floor. He wanted to see if at twelve o'clock in the evening, blood would appear on the teddy bear's arm again to finish the unfinished words.

　What's on the third floor?

　He was very interested in the third floor and wanted to know the information there.

　Time passed as we waited, and soon, it was twelve o'clock in the evening.

　"call!"

　A cold wind blew up in this closed room, making people feel chilly.

　If it were an ordinary person, he might not be able to bear the chill of the wind and would have started to cover himself with a blanket, but this coldness was nothing to Xiao Yi.

　His strong body blocked the attack of the cold wind.

　Above my head, the lights suddenly began to flicker, appearing to be bright and dim.

　Xiao Yi stared at the teddy bear's arm in the distance, but the teddy bear's arm did not move at all, as if it were a real arm.

　The cold wind was getting stronger and stronger, even stronger than during the day, and it was still getting stronger.

　Frost began to appear inside the room, starting from the wall, spreading all the way, and soon reached the bed.

　But at this moment, a force suddenly emerged from the ground under the bed, instantly blocking the spread of frost.

　It is this power again. What kind of power is it and where is the source of the power?

　Xiao Yi stared at the power before him.

　He did not recognize the power before him. The power before him was not the conflicting power of the blade, nor the spiritual power of the moth, nor the devouring power of eating in a fast food restaurant, but a strange power.

　This power has a warm feeling, making it seem fragile, but it can prevent the spread of frost.

　"Bang bang bang!"

　At this moment, a knocking sound suddenly came from the door, as if someone was knocking on the door.

　I looked at Xiao Yi's door, but he didn't move.

　"Xiao Yi, open the door, it's me."

　A familiar voice came from outside the door. It was the voice of the Lin Ling bird.

　It's twelve o'clock, and Lin Lingniao is not lying in bed. She has come to me?

　She is so timid, how dare she walk outside at twelve o'clock in the evening? Is the person outside really Lin Lingniao?

　Xiao Yi was puzzled and did not respond immediately.

　PS: I want some tickets

　Volume 1: Chapter 82: The Closed House 8

　Rule 3 clearly states that no response is allowed.

　Rule 3: The house will no longer be safe after midnight. The only safe place is your room. Each room can only shelter one person. You need to sleep in bed. Ignore any abnormalities. As long as you ignore them, they cannot hurt you.

　He used the power of his soul to sense what was outside the door.

　Suddenly, he sensed a cold force.

　It was not a crazy and strange mental power, but a power as cold as winter.

　Suddenly, Xiao Yi understood that the thing talking outside the door was not Lin Lingniao.

　The power of the Lin Ling Bird is a crazy and weird mental power. Even if it does not use the power, the form it manifests is similar to that of an ordinary person. It definitely does not have such a cold power as the winter.

　Xiao Yi didn't say anything, just looked at the wooden door.

　"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

　Outside the door, the banging became more and more powerful, and the sound gradually exceeded the scope of human power, sounding like a beast banging on the door.

　The door was slammed so hard that it kept denting. The bulges were as big as basketballs, far exceeding the limit that the door could withstand. But the strange thing was that the wooden door was not damaged at all.

　It feels like this door is not made of wood, but of some material that looks like wood.

　But during the day, Xiao Yi checked the door and found that it was indeed made of wood.

　Things suddenly became very strange, both the door and the things outside the door were very strange.

　Suddenly, the knocking on the door stopped.

　The surroundings instantly fell into silence, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

　Did the thing outside the door take the password?

　Xiao Yi thought.

　At this moment, lines suddenly appeared from the door panel. They were snow-white lines. At first, only simple lines appeared, but in just a few blinks of an eye, the lines outlined the outline of a human figure.

　After a few more blinks of an eye, the outline of a human figure became clear. It was the outline of a middle-aged man. He was wearing a black T-shirt and jeans, with a tough face.

　The only thing that makes him different from humans is that his eyes are snow-white, looking like winter snow.

　"I'm Lin Lingniao. Why don't you open the door? Don't you love me anymore?"

　The ethereal bird-like voice of Lin Lingniao emanated from the tough face of the middle-aged man.

　Grass!

　Xiao Yi suddenly felt uncomfortable.

　The middle-aged man approached step by step and soon came to the bedside.

　His eyes suddenly widened, and the corners of his mouth suddenly cracked, extending all the way to his ears, making him look extremely creepy.

　The next moment, he bit Xiao Yi's head.

　"when!"

　A sound like the collision of metal erupted, but it was not because of Xiao Yi's attack.

　Xiao Yi did not make any move. He sat cross-legged on the bed without moving.

　It was a middle-aged man who bit the wall.

　There was a protective cover around the bed, and the middle-aged man bit the protective cover.

　Xiao Yi observed the person in front of him and suddenly remembered the words of the golden-eyed moth girl: You are not an undead. There are undead inside the Pure White Gate. If you see the undead, you will know that you are different from them.

　This form, this strange body, this should be the undead. It is indeed different from me. I don’t have cold all over my body.

　I wouldn't be so stupid as to keep gnawing at a shield.

　Xiao Yi observed the middle-aged man in front of him and found that he was indeed different from the middle-aged man in front of him.

　After observing the middle-aged man in front of him for a while, Xiao Yi asked, "What's on the third floor?"

　"Don't you love me anymore?"

　The middle-aged man roared in response with the voice of a forest spirit bird.

　Xiao Yi asked another question: "Are you from the third floor?"

　"Don't you love me anymore?"

　The middle-aged man was still gnawing on the protective shield, gnawing more and more vigorously.

　Xiao Yi frowned and asked, "What happened in this building? Why did you become like this?"

　"Don't you love me anymore?"

　The middle-aged man roared with the voice of a forest spirit bird.

　Xiao Yi reached into his clothes and took out a knife from the leather buckle inside. He swung his hand, and the blade instantly popped out of the scabbard. It was as long as his arm and flashed a sharp cold light.

　This knife goes with this outfit.

　When the moth-eyed girl with golden eyes stuffed the clothes into Xiao Yi's hands, the knife was in the leather buckle on the inside of the clothes.

　In addition to this knife, several throwing knives are also equipped.

　Xiao Yi asked, "What will happen to this house next? What will we encounter? Will we really be able to get out in three days?"

　The middle-aged man still roared in the voice of the forest bird: "Don't you love me anymore?"

　"Fuck, I don't like men."

　Xiao Yi slashed with his sword, and the power of conflict flashed across the middle-aged man's neck, and the middle-aged man's head fell to the ground immediately.

　At this moment, the room was quiet.

　On the ground, the middle-aged man's head began to disappear and turned into a wisp of cold air and dissipated. Following the head, the middle-aged man's body also turned into cold air and dissipated.

　As the middle-aged man turned into cold air and dissipated, the cold air in the room also dissipated quickly and soon returned to its original state.

　There is no way to communicate at all. He keeps saying, "Don't you love me anymore?" This is simply insane.

　I don't know what's wrong with this undead ghost. It has to use the voice of Lin Lingniao to shout, "Don't you love me anymore?" If others hear it, they will think I'm a Lin Lingniao. It's obvious that Lin Lingniao and I don't have that kind of relationship.

　Xiao Yi's face was full of depression. He lay down on the bed and began to sleep.

　In Lin Lingniao's room.

　Unlike Xiao Yi's room, nothing happened here in Lin Lingniao's room and it seemed very peaceful.

　The roar from Xiao Yi next door did not reach this side at all. It seemed as if there was a world between us through the door.

　Lin Lingniao didn't sleep. She took out a notebook from her pocket and started writing in her diary.

　Title: Something about the woodlands.

　I came to the woods in order to find a way back to reality. I have two secret books related to moths and possess the power of four laws. I used some of the power of the laws to condense ancient coins and issued a search mission to let others help me find a way back to the real world.

　I just need to spend some time to post the task on the bulletin board, and then wait for someone to contact me. It's very convenient.

　There was a man named Hong Taijian who contacted me in advance. He was a very controlling person and liked to use force to control others. I didn't like him very much and I tried to avoid contact with him.

　I waited while searching for useful information.

　A day later, Xiao Yi also came to the woods. He did not look in good condition. Not only was he dirty, his clothes were also tattered, and he looked tired, as if he had been fighting continuously without any rest. He looked pitiful.

　He is not like me, he is not very good at using his head

　He prefers to use violence to solve problems rather than the brain, and he must have experienced many fierce battles.

　What surprised me was that he actually brought me a gift. It was his trophy, a precious magic weapon with the power of a moth. It was a bracelet. The black beads symbolized the darkness of the woods. There were six black beads on it, representing the six Sichen who lived in the woods.

　I have to admit that he is better than me in this respect. So far, I have not been able to get such a precious thing.

　I accepted the bracelet and thought about how to repay him.

　At this time, Hong Taijian came over and brought the information I needed, but what made me angry was that this guy actually raised the price.

　Volume 1: Chapter 83: First Blood

　Such a person is so hateful. I will make him pay the price. I will strip him until he has nothing left, just like the superior strips the inferior of his last drop of blood.

　But I can’t let Xiao Yi know about this. I can’t let Xiao Yi know that I have become so violent. If he finds out that I have changed, he might not like me anymore.

　It’s still like in school, I am the innocent and delicate class monitor, and he is the unruly gangster. This is the best way.

　Although he never admitted that he was a gangster and always said that the school had too many rules, he was just an ordinary student who preferred more freedom.

　But there's something cute about that.

　Closing the notebook in her hand, Lin Lingniao smiled and sensed her body.

　In her body, a pitch-black ring was floating quietly. It was a ring with the power of a quadruple moth, and the energy inside was about to be restored to perfection.

　She sensed her consciousness, which was like Tai Chi. The black and white Yin-Yang fish were constantly rotating. The white Yin-Yang fish was still full of energy, with white light flowing inside it like a bright lamp, but the black Yin-Yang fish was listless, and the dark flame was as weak as fluorescent light.

　But the dark fluorescence is slowly recovering.