Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Zhuo felt something wrong when he woke up, and the back of his neck hurt badly.

After he reversed, he felt a scab.

On the seat facing the bed, Damon was quietly reading a book. There was a desk lamp on the small table to his right. The warm yellow light could not illuminate the whole room.

"What did you do to me?" Such a big scab must not have been picked out by himself.

"It's nothing." Damon raised his hand and glanced at his watch, reminding him, "It's ten thirty in the morning."

Fang Zhuo: "..."

The curtains in the room were closed tightly, and there was no sound. He thought it was still dark.

Regardless of the origin of the wound, Fang Zhuo hurriedly got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom to wash.

By the time he arrived at the school, the second class was almost over, he sneaked in through the back door, and was about to find an inconspicuous seat to sit down, when two men in police uniforms walked in, followed by the school Dean.

One of the police officers stepped onto the podium and told everyone that another student had disappeared mysteriously, and that student happened to be in their class.

The place where the student disappeared was also on Langton Street. Unlike the previous two missing persons, this student did not disappear in the dark alley, but in the bar next to the alley.

The staff at the bar said that the student was a frequent visitor to the bar. He came at nine o'clock every night and left at one o'clock in the morning, but judging from the monitoring from the bar, the student did not leave at all last night.

Police conducted three searches of the pub, but no trace of the student was found.

The police did not disclose too much about the case, but just told everyone to report any clues immediately, and to pay more attention to safety when going out at night recently, and to call the police in time if there is any danger.

The two people who disappeared before were students from other colleges, far away from the circle of life, everyone would talk about it, but they were not so scared.Now things are happening around me, and everyone present feels somewhat strange, especially some students who often go to bars.

Among them, Song Hengzhou, a nightclub expert, was the most frightened, because he had just been to that bar last night.

He changed places with the classmate next to Fang Zhuo, and said with lingering fear, "I happened to have been to that bar last night, maybe the person dancing opposite me was the murderer."

Fang Zhuo was frantically copying his classmates' notes, without raising his head, he said, "Don't talk nonsense, Alex is only missing now, and he is not sure that he has been killed."

"You're right, I shouldn't have said the word murderer." Song Hengzhou poohed a few times quickly.

Because of the episode in the morning, the atmosphere among the students was extremely heavy throughout the day. Many students who originally wanted to cross Langton Street chose to take a detour.

Among them, of course, there are also some bold ones, who still get into the bar to play unshakably.

Song Hengzhou looked as if nothing had happened, but he was actually very scared in his heart, he didn't dare to stay alone in a quiet home, and he didn't dare to go to noisy places with crowds.

After school, he went to his little uncle's bar with Fang Zhuo.

The bar is quiet and clean, always filled with soothing music. Song Hengzhou is the nephew of the boss, and the manager dared not neglect. He prepared a lot of food and drink for him, and let the young master make it by himself.

The three consecutive cases of disappearance have somewhat affected the business on Langton Street. Except for this Qing bar, the traffic of other bars has decreased a lot.

Fang Zhuo is still like a hardworking bee, shuttling between the tables.

Song Hengzhou noticed that many guests had strange attitudes when they saw Fang Zhuo, some with inconspicuous hospitality, and some with fearful expressions.

In his opinion, Ni Ke is just an ordinary student, and the emotions of these people are really inexplicable.

Song Hengzhou grabbed a waiter casually and asked, "How is Ni Ke doing here? Is there any customer making things difficult for him?"

The waiter shook his head, "Of course not, there are beauties who specifically asked me about him."

Song Hengzhou, "You're kidding me."

Ni Ke's appearance is actually rather soft. Before Song Hengzhou came into contact with him, he once doubted whether he might be gay, but this guess was quickly shattered by the other party's disgusting personality.

Now that Ni Ke has reformed himself and his personality has improved, Song Hengzhou's idea has revived again.

The bell at the door rang suddenly, and a mature man in a black shirt walked in.

The moment the man entered, the bar fell into an eerie silence.

Song Hengzhou also looked over, the man looked ordinary, with a little beard on his chin and cheeks, but the clothes on his body were of high quality.

After the man came in, he didn't choose a seat, but went straight to the bar.

Fang Zhuo took the wine ordered by the guest, turned around and saw a familiar face.

He didn't expect Dimon to come so early, his eyes sparkled, and he said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Pick you up."

Damon pulled out the high stool and sat down at the bar.

The bartender's face turned pale suddenly, and he forgot to ask the guests if they wanted drinks.

He even smelled Mr. Capet's breath on this person!

Mr. Capet is not like ordinary demons like them who are in the world. He sleeps in the dark all year round, never contacts with humans, and will not eat human souls and flesh and blood.

With the appearance of this part-time waiter named Ni Ke, Langton Street was boiling, and all the demons disguised as humans knew that there was a little guy in this bar who was contaminated with Mr. Capet's breath, which meant that Mr. Capet not only After waking up, the human world came.

And just today, another one came.

Judging from the ordinary appearance and the faint breath of the man, this should be Mr. Capet's personal entourage.

Probably sent to protect Ni Ke, the adjuster thought, Mr. Capet really attaches great importance to this human being.

Not only the bartender, but other demons are also secretly observing this "follower".

Song Hengzhou obviously felt that the atmosphere in the bar had changed. Most of the guests' eyes were on Ni Ke before, but now all their eyes were on that man.

He called Fang Zhuo over curiously, "Do you know that man?"

Fang Zhuo said, "My roommate."

Song Hengzhou glanced at that mature face, "Office worker?"

"It's a doctoral student in our school." Fang Zhuo was a little guilty when he said this. He has never seen Dimon attend classes at the school.

Song Hengzhou nodded, "It does look like 27, is he here to pick you up from get off work?"

"Well, it's not safe recently." Fang Zhuo remembered what happened on Langton Street recently, and was a little worried about Song Hengzhou's safety, "Are you going home alone later?"

Song Hengzhou faltered, but Fang Zhuo couldn't hear clearly, so he said again loudly, "Can I go to your house?"

Fang Zhuo said, "The other three of my roommates all slept very late. You may not be able to sleep on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, but my bed is only 1.2 meters. It might be a bit crowded for the two of us to sleep in."

Song Hengzhou hurriedly said, "It's okay, I can lie on my side, if it doesn't work I'll make a bed on the floor."

As soon as the words fell, he felt several eyes around him falling on him, and some of them had expressions of pity.

Song Hengzhou was puzzled, "Did I say something wrong?"

Fang Zhuo: "..." I also want to ask.

The man who was sitting at the bar unexpectedly walked across to him at some point, his pale eyes were obviously cold, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

Song Hengzhou didn't notice that the atmosphere was not right at all, he stood up and stretched out a hand and said, "Hi, my name is Song Hengzhou, Ni Ke's classmate."

Damon held him slowly, "Damon, Ni Ke's master."

Fang Zhuo: "..."

Song Hengzhou: "???"

Fang Zhuo apologized to the bewildered Song Hengzhou, and quickly pulled Damon into a corridor.

In a place like a bar, corners, corridors, and bathrooms are all hot spots for ambiguity and passion. Dim lights and cramped spaces are the most ready-made aphrodisiacs.

Fang Zhuo's perception of the surroundings was zero at this time, and his mind was full of shame in capital letters, "Who admits that you are my master!"

Dimon found that young people's eyes are particularly bright when they are angry.

But when he thought that he was angry because he revealed the real relationship between the two in front of others, Damon's lips pressed down, "This is what you promised yourself."

Fang Zhuo was indignant, "My loyalty to you is based on an equal relationship."

Dimon said, "Of course we are equal in terms of thinking, and I will respect your ideas, but in terms of execution, you must obey me. I don't think there is anything wrong with the title of master."

It means that I do not restrict your thinking, but I restrict your actions. To put it bluntly, it is the desire to control.

Tsk, it's a good thing, it means that the man has already included him in his range.

Fang Zhuo couldn't help grinning, and found that the man was looking at him, and pressed the corners of his mouth down again.

Damon narrowed his eyes, "Why don't you smile?"

Fang Zhuo said, "I don't want to laugh."

Suddenly a person came up from the left, and when he saw two people blocking the aisle, the person froze for a moment, then smiled ambiguously, and walked away wisely.

Damon's eyes fell on the young man again, his eyes dimmed, "That classmate just now seems to have a good relationship with you."

"It's not bad." He and Song Hengzhou didn't even know each other, Fang Zhuo added, "He's pretty good."

"It can be seen that you like chatting with him very much." The scene of the two talking and laughing was inexplicably dazzling.

Fang Zhuo blinked once, then blinked again, suddenly a flash of inspiration, wow, are you fucking jealous?

He hurriedly called the system, "Brother Ah San, adjust the mission data."

[Emotional line: one and a half stars. 】

The data hadn't changed, but the other half of the second star had already glowed with a faint light.

Fang Zhuo was terribly excited, and the corners of his mouth curled up again.

Sensing his emotional change, Dimon thought he was happy because he talked about that boy, and frowned slightly, "Are you going to sleep with him tonight?"

Fang Zhuo continued in a good mood, "Well, Song Hengzhou said that what happened on Langton Street these days made him a little scared, so I will stay here for one night."

"Sleeping together?" Damon repeated.

The man's voice did not fluctuate, and the pressure in the air increased sharply, making it hard to breathe.

Fang Zhuo really felt suffocated, and said bravely, "Together."

As soon as the voice fell, the person was pushed into a door next to him.

Fang Zhuo didn't stand still, he staggered a step back, bumped into the box, and all the wine bottles stacked neatly on top fell down, crackling and shattering to the ground.

Damon stood in front of him, half-closed his eyes, "Nike, there is something I forgot to tell you."

"What, what?" Fang Zhuo clutched his neck, struggling to breathe.

"Human beings stamped with the family crest of the Capet family can only belong to the Capet family from birth to death."

Damon's pale amber eyes turned golden in the dark, which reminded Fang Zhuo of a black panther waiting for an opportunity to hunt in the dark.

It approached its prey silently, attacked suddenly at the most appropriate time, bit the neck of the prey, and waited until the other party bled to death, then it would lie down and enjoy it slowly.

Damn, it's too much fun.

Fang Zhuo didn't expect Dai Meng to be so excited. He wanted to explain that he and Song Hengzhou were pure friends, but he opened his mouth but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Damon untied his neckline slowly, "You should be grateful that I have allowed you to be free, but now you are greedy to contaminate other humans."

"You lack a little punishment."

Fang Zhuo wanted to cry, but the hard box under his butt reminded him that the angry demon probably wasn't in the mood to face him face to face today.

It's hard to see what happened next, no, I don't even dare to think about it, anyway, Fang Zhuo's buttocks are swollen, and his eyes are also swollen.

The most annoying thing is that in the second half of the journey, Dimon lifted the prohibition and asked him to speak, but the voice was quiet.

Every time someone passed by outside, Fang Zhuo's body and heart trembled with fright, and the more nervous he was, the more excited the man was, and at the end he bit his Adam's apple and asked him who was the master.

There are countless three-character scriptures in Fang Zhuo's mind, and finally condensed into one sentence, "It's you, it's you, it's you."

Damon seemed very satisfied with this emphatic sentence, not only loosened his teeth, but also helped Fang Zhuo pull up his pants.

Fang Zhuo sniffed, washed his face in the bathroom, and stood for more than ten minutes before going out.

Song Hengzhou looked at his reddish eyes, and it took him a long time to choke out, "What's the matter with you, that person said it was yours just now..."

He didn't dare to say the last two words, which could easily remind people of a special relationship.

"He was joking just now." Fang Zhuo's ears were a little red, and he tried to calm down and said, "You can sleep in my room tonight, and I'll squeeze in with my roommate."

It turned out to be a joke, Song Hengzhou scratched his head, and said rather embarrassedly, "Don't be so troublesome, I can make the floor."

Fang Zhuo was about to say no trouble, but when he thought that Damon was sitting not far from him, he changed the subject, "Actually, I have been secretly in love with Damon for a long time, so you should do me a favor so that I have an excuse to sleep with him."

After he finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to Song Hengzhou's reaction, but asked the system, "How is it? Did he hear it?"

233 was also not sure, so he sent him a live broadcast.

Damon didn't have much expression on his face, but his right hand was lightly tapping on the bar, with a brisk rhythm.

Fang Zhuo believed in himself, "Look at the data, it should have gone up."

After about half a minute, 233 exclaimed, "It's gone up, the host now has two stars."

Fang Zhuoxin said it was, it really is useful to have a thick skin and a fancy confession.

Directly across from him, Song Hengzhou's face was blank. He had no idea that his guess had come true.

Fang Zhuo saw his stare blankly, and thought that he didn't want to see this group. He felt a little pity, and probably lost a friend.

Unexpectedly, Song Hengzhou's reflex arc was a bit long. Seeing Fang Zhuo's disappointed eyes, he explained, "Don't get me wrong, I absolutely respect you as a group. In fact, I have doubted your sexuality before..."

Not to mention Song Hengzhou, Fang Zhuo himself had doubts about the sexuality of the original owner. On the day he moved into the attic, when he was packing his things, he dug out a few male model magazines from the closet.

Song Hengzhou lived in the small attic for four days, and he had no intention of going home at all. His house was too big, and he was a little scared to live in.

Early Saturday morning, members of the spelunking club drove downstairs.

Song Hengzhou was about to go out when Yan Xiao came in and invited Fang Zhuo again.

As soon as he spoke, the other people acted as if they had spoken in advance. They were obviously unfamiliar, but they were all so enthusiastic that it was impossible to refuse.

Fang Zhuo was afraid of Yan Xiao, so he ran to the second floor to look for Damon, but found a note at the door of the room without seeing anyone.

Song Hengzhou saw that he was still unwilling to come down, so he went upstairs to call him. Seeing Fang Zhuo standing in a daze at the door holding a note, he teased, "It's only a day away, why are you so reluctant?"

Fang Zhuo put away the strange look on his face, folded the note and put it next to his body, "Let's go."

The location of the expedition is a natural cave more than 100 kilometers away from the urban area. Not far from the cave, there is a small wooden house, and the owner of the wooden house is a local forest ranger.

Yan Xiao took part of the club's funds and rented out the house, letting everyone rest and recuperate first, and then proceed to the next activity after lunch.

For lunch, everyone brought sandwiches and hamburgers from home. It must be a good atmosphere in the deep mountains and old forests. A slightly fat boy suddenly said, "Do you want to hear ghost stories?"

Fang Zhuo suddenly felt a little cold, and quietly leaned towards Song Hengzhou.

"You know "The Key of King Solomon", right?" the fat boy asked.

Fang Zhuo took out his mobile phone to check, "The Key of King Solomon" is a book about summoning and manipulating demons and elves that has been handed down from the Middle Ages, but Western demonologists do not recognize this book, thinking that the above records The content is pure nonsense.

The fat boy continued to tell the story after everyone read it and understood it: "About 15 years ago, someone actually summoned a demon by referring to the summoning circle in this book, and the summoner was a boy."

Fang Zhuo's goosebumps had already arisen, he lifted his buttocks, and moved in the direction of Song Hengzhou.

"The boy's father is an alcoholic. When he was drunk, he often abused and beat his wife. When the boy was very young, he was full of hatred and disgust for the father. He told his mother countless times that one day he would kill the boy." People. Every time at this time, my mother would hug him and say, your father was just confused for a while, and when he wakes up one day, he will be ashamed of his past behavior, and we should accompany him through this trough."

"The boy didn't believe his mother's words. The trough of his father has been going on for many years. He has completely rotted from the inside and will never get better. The only thing he can do is to study hard and make money. When he is able, he will bring Mother leaving this disgusting home."

The fat boy had a dry mouth, drank some water and continued, "It is said that that day was April 4th. The boy finally saved enough money, and on the same day, he also received the admission notice for the autumn school. He returned to the school full of hope. When I got home, I didn’t see my beloved mother.”

"The boy heard a strange movement, so he came to the back garden and saw a deep hole in the garden that his mother had taken care of vigorously, and his father was shoveling the soil again with a shovel."

"In the middle of the night, the boy came to the back garden. He turned over the covered soil and saw a hand with a familiar wedding ring on it. It was the most precious thing of his mother."

At this point in the story, several people's eyes were red.

God always likes to dig holes for us. Some people fall and can't get up again, and some people work hard to climb over obstacles and achieve a better self.

It is not difficult to guess the following story. The boy's hatred for his father made him lose his mind. He somehow found a black magic book called "King Solomon's Key" and summoned the demon.

The devil killed his father for the boy, and let his soul be burned by hellfire forever, and the boy himself was swallowed by the devil and disappeared forever.

"But there is another way of saying it."

Yan Xiao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "The boy's soul merged with the devil and became evil. He likes to hunt and kill those who take pleasure in violence, and then devour their souls."

"Each of the devoured souls contained resentment. The boy was affected and began to lose control. He fell into wanton killing and couldn't extricate himself."

As he spoke, he suddenly looked to the left, and Fang Zhuo's heart became vigilant. Now Yan Xiao is not only cold, but also has something inexplicable in his eyes. In short, it is different from before.

A hint of sinisterness flashed in Yan Xiao's eyes. He retracted his eyes, turned his head and smiled at the other students, "You say, if one day the devil's energy is strong enough, what is the first thing he will do?"

"do not know."

"Resurrect yourself?"

"Rule the world."

Yan Xiao shook his head, "No, he wants to kill God."

After saying this, he frowned fiercely. From Fang Zhuo's angle, he could just see his bulging cheeks clenched on the back molars, very hard, as if he was going through some pain, or had a fight with himself. Grim seesaw.

At this moment, the door of the wooden house was blown open by a gust of wind, and the distorted expression on Yan Xiao's face suddenly relaxed, and the gloom in his eyes disappeared, as if he had changed into a different person in an instant.

But Fang Zhuo, who was sitting on his left, felt just the opposite, a cold body was tightly attached to his back.

Seeing the person in his arms froze with fright, Damon sighed, "It's me."