I’m Being Held Captive by Demons

Kong Ning had a nightmare.

In the dream, he seemed to see his father and mother arguing. But they have no idea what they are arguing about.

When I woke up in the morning, I just felt tired.

Even more tired than the feeling after being sucked the essence of Yuanyang last night—could it be that the demon girl sucked my essence again after she came back in the middle of the night?

Kong Ning looked at the wife who came in with millet porridge with a strange expression, and didn't dare to ask more questions.

Today's Su Yan looked very happy, humming a light song as she walked, as if she had met some happy event.

Kong Ning knew that this monster must have made some kind of breakthrough.

But the other party didn't ask, and he didn't intend to ask more.

An inexplicable sense of depressive tension has been permeating Kong Ning's heart, as if something big is about to happen.

But Kong Ning didn't know the source of this weird tension.

He drank the rice porridge in the bowl as calmly as possible, changed into his police uniform, and led the jujube horse towards the Yamen.

I plan to stay away from this witch at home.

However, after walking out of the yard, the inexplicable sense of tension not only did not diminish, but became even stronger.

This made Kong Ning panic.

Under the morning sun, under the locust tree in front of the house, leaves fell all over the ground.

The father, who was sitting on the stool reading a book, seemed a little tired. Although he was still gloomy and indifferent, his mental state was obviously not as good as usual.

On the contrary, the white-haired mother is still kind and kind, and even feels a little energetic, which is in stark contrast to the tired father.

Seeing Kong Ning coming out leading the horse, his mother smiled and said, Ning'er, I'm going to the yamen.

Well, I'm going to the yamen to order something, Kong Ning nodded and said, Mother, what's wrong with Dad? Didn't you rest last night?

Kong Ning looked at his exhausted father worriedly, and asked, Are you feeling unwell?

In this regard, the father with a gloomy face did not respond, and continued to read the book in his hand, completely ignoring his concerns.

On the contrary, the mother smiled kindly and said: It's okay, your father has an old problem. Every year when the Ghost Festival is approaching, it will be like this, and it will be fine after the Ghost Festival.

Kong Ning let out a sigh, then looked at his father sitting under the locust tree, and didn't ask any more questions.

Indeed, every year around the Ghost Festival, my father would be in poor spirits.

But I don't know if it was his illusion, but this morning's father was extremely tired. This is a state that has never existed before.

And the locust tree in front of the house has lost its leaves all over the place? what happened? Isn't the locust tree evergreen all the year round? Even if autumn is here, the leaves will not fall, let alone it is not autumn yet.

Kong Ning was surprised, and before leaving, he took a special look at the big locust tree in front of his house.

Under the sun, this big locust tree looks as usual. But I don't know if it's Kong Ning's illusion, he feels that this locust tree seems to be quite tired...it's really evil.

I was sucked too much Yuanyang essence last night, did I hallucinate?

That monster at home is really scary.

Sickly riding a jujube horse to the yamen, he nodded weakly, and Kong Ning found a corner to lean against and closed his eyes.

I'm too tired today to go out for a walk. Nothing to do anyway.

Although Wan'er is in the south of the city, if it is not necessary, she would rather not go there, so as to prevent the monsters at home from seeing her too frequently.

For a short time, he has nothing to do.

Whether it's the monsters in Xu's mansion or the evil spirits in the city, they all need to wait for news from Wan'er.

Or wait for the white mist to accumulate in the mysterious black tank.

Kong Ning has an intuition that now that he has mastered the Jiong Guangjian Canon, he no longer needs to be afraid of the monster in Xu's mansion.

The next time I use the search ability of the mysterious black tank, the mist pointing at Xu's mansion may not be a blood mist, but a white mist...

But this is just a guess, and Kong Ning still needs to wait until the fog in the mysterious black tank is full.

And in this waiting, time flies by.

Kong Ning goes to and from get off work on time every day, goes home before dark, eats a dinner made by monsters, and then goes to bed, nothing unusual.

And the monsters at home still have to go out every night, rain or shine.

And the time for her to go out is getting earlier and earlier. She used to go out at about three o'clock, but now she basically leaves as soon as it gets dark.

When I came back before dawn, the number of injuries also increased, and the wounds were much more serious than before. Sometimes when I get up early to prepare breakfast for Kong Ning, the wounds on my body have not fully healed, which looks shocking.

But on the contrary, her mood is getting better and better. And the better Su Yan's mood was, it meant that those monsters in the county were having a bad time.

Sometimes Kong Ning couldn't help thinking, if these native monsters in Shanlan County were powerful enough to directly kill Su Yan, a scorpion spirit, would he not have to worry about it?

Unfortunately, such expectations never came true.

Although the group of monsters in Shanlan County could leave scars one after another on Su Yan's body, they were still unable to cause any substantial harm to Su Yan, let alone kill her.

Waste is too bad.

The time came to the fifth day of July.

Kong Ning, who walked out of the yamen when he was released from the yamen, saw a little purple bird standing on the eaves of the roof of Zuixianlou opposite.

The moment Kong Ning saw the little bird, the little bird disappeared without a sound.

This was the secret code he had agreed with Wan'er before, and if any evil spirits appeared in the city, Wan'er would use this method to notify him.

Kong Ning was excited, after all, this was the first time he had received a secret signal from Wan'er in these days.

But he still has to maintain his usual appearance, come home from get off work, and have dinner with the monsters at home.

Soon, it was getting dark, and the witch in a blue dress left the house in the night to find trouble with other monsters in the city.

And Kong Ning lay on the bed, waited for about an hour, until the night in the county town was completely quiet, then quietly got off the bed, put on his clothes, and went straight to the south of the city.

Under the night, Kong Ning's figure flashed quickly between the houses.

With the blessing of 70 years of demon practice, Kong Ning, who was able to fly over the eaves and walls, arrived at the Tian family's abandoned house in the small street in the south of the city in less than a quarter of an hour, faster than a galloping horse.

Under the cold moonlight, a girl in white is sitting cross-legged on a rockery to practice.

Seeing Kong Ning approaching, the girl opened her eyes and smiled slightly: Captain Ning, let's start.

Although Kong Ning's surname is Kong, everyone calls him Ning Butou, which makes Kong Ning a little speechless.

But this is naturally not the time to worry about such things, Kong Ning said: Are there any evil spirits in the city?

The girl nodded and said: The Zhongyuan is approaching, and the yin energy in the city is getting thicker. I have been searching secretly for these days, and finally found an evil spirit that escaped from the gate of hell in advance.

Although the strength is not too strong, it is just used to train Ning's headhunter...Okay, let's go. Make a quick decision, don't delay too long.

The Zhongyuan is approaching, and the monsters in this city seem to be extremely restless recently, and the battles are becoming more and more acute.

We can't scare the snake just yet.