After sharing the body with the evil god

Jane Xie never thought that he would treat this kind of thing as a gift.

Although, I have to say, it is indeed His consistent authoritarian style.

Just as He often shows disdain in front of other things, he does not pay attention to things, and acts quite recklessly, He will not care about the so-called human etiquette at all, and it is not incomprehensible to send such a shocking gift.

【do you like it. ] He hooked his lips.

Although it was a sentence of inquiry, it did not use a doubtful tone at all, and seemed very sure that Jian Xie would give an affirmative answer.

quite ego.

Jane Xie lowered her head expressionlessly, and glanced at the so-called gift again.

In the groove of the black box in front of him, there were four strangely shaped daggers, bound by leather buckles.

They don't seem to conform to the shape of any dagger in history. The blade is twisted and rough, like a lurking poisonous snake, leaving no trace of artificial forging, as if it was directly formed from the horror abyss, absorbing all the light that shines on it Exhausted.

And there is a dark golden light condensing on the edge of the blade, carrying a gloomy and dangerous atmosphere, obviously showing no surrender to the master who is about to use them.

At the same time, the sizes of these four daggers are not the same. Although they are all pure black that almost blends into the box, it is actually not difficult to distinguish between the four. Be consistent.

He squinted his eyes to see it, and was startled when he saw it clearly, because it turned out to be a twisted curve drawn by human beings suffering from hell!

Jane Xie: "..."

To be honest, this gift is a bit hot, and it is better than giving someone a clock on a birthday.

[I just feel that they should belong to you. 】

He was unaware of Jian Xie's aphasia, and seemed to be satisfied with his choice. The mimetic black mist in the air was thicker than before, showing a bit of publicity, and a strong gaze from the void focused on him even more It is impossible to ignore.

Although it felt weird to put this action on him, Jian Xie suspected that he was waiting for her own praise.

"..."

"...They look expensive." After a while, he said cautiously, "What is this?"

[tsk. 】

Apparently, the sender was not satisfied with his rough assessment.

The moment his nasal voice fell, Jian Xie suddenly felt that there seemed to be something extra behind him, and the back of his neck suddenly aroused goosebumps because of his guard.

The light in the living room dimmed, and a terrifying aura came over.

This was not his illusion, because at the next moment, a cold body leaned over his body.

At the same time, the pair of hands that always attracted his attention emerged with black air, grabbed his wrist from behind, and forced him close to the black box on the table.

[Look again. 】

Under His leadership, Jian Xie's fingers brushed the void above the black box one by one. The fingertips did not really touch the blade, but were shrouded in a faint black mist, completely preventing him from The possibility of his fingers being cut and injured due to his sudden holding action.

Jian Xie felt a weight on his shoulders, and his chin rested on Jian Xie's shoulder socket, counting the things in front of him lazily with his voice.

【Eight Cold Hells, Eight Hot Hells, You Zeng Hells, and Solitary Hells. 】

They add up to exactly form the eighteen layers of seamlessness. Dividing hell into four categories is a method used in Buddhism, but it does not seem like he is simply giving Jianxie popular science knowledge, because every noun is spoken loosely by him, All after sliding directly above the corresponding dagger.

He used this intimate way, more like hinting at the names of the four daggers, intending to impress Jian Xie.

In other words, it is actually revealing the true value of this gift in a disguised form.

After all, just judging from the name, they definitely have unimaginable powerful power, and it is by no means easy to understand with ordinary weapons.

Jian Xie, who subconsciously used money to measure just now: "..."

I understand, he is too superficial, and he will know how to boast in the future.

For some reason, after pointing out the names of all the daggers in the black box, he still didn't let go.

Jian Xie ignored the strange feeling of being grabbed by someone's wrist, and chose to examine the patterns on the dagger more intently, and she found the correspondence he just mentioned.

The patterns of [Eight Cold Hells] are human beings with chilblains and half-clothed bodies drawn with lines, their lips cracked and crying because of the extreme cold; The scorched and smelly flesh is roasted to curl; and [You Zeng Hell] is four small gates surrounded by thorns, leading to the unknown abyss.

Finally, the [Lonely Hell] was drawn, showing the empty mountains and fields, the valleys and stone caves without people, and even more hopeless and lonely.

Jane Xie fell into deep thought.

These weapons...

It seems to be in line with the information Cheng Li showed him.

Then there is no doubt that this is the top weapon for hunting monsters!

[Since the monsters come from the eighteen layers of hell, they are worthy of punishment. 】His tone was casual, as if he was not surprised by Jian Xie's reaction, he curled his lips and said, 【If all investigators need a handy weapon, then all you need is a pair of beautiful tableware. 】

He went so far as to describe a box of deadly daggers as tableware.

What is inside and outside the words is to illustrate one point: what other people have, his human beings also have.

Although it may not be necessary, because Jian Xie obviously doesn't need props to hunt monsters, they are at most a icing on the cake.

Almost instantly, Jian Xie thought of the gun with special ammunition that Cheng Li had shown him earlier, the investigator would indeed be equipped with the necessary weapons and props, and the impressive bullet made of monster blood was only a B-grade That's all, and the level of things sent by him will never be lower than A.

He glanced at the black box again: "..."

In fact, judging from this gift-giver with a lot of background, it is estimated that the weapon grade A is a bit low, but it should still be within his tolerance range.

And what kind of tableware is this? With its name, it is clearly the torture tool for the executioners in hell.

It is estimated that the monster would want to kill himself directly when he sees it, which is better than being regarded as a medium-rare steak waiting to be cut by Jian Xie.

[I hope you can keep it safe. 】

Jian Xie nodded subtly, her eyes still fixed on those daggers.

After a while, the original grip on his wrist was released, and his shoulder lightened, and his tone became interesting: 【You can try which one you can pick up. 】

Hearing this, Jian Xie started to try the first dagger, and finally found that only the first dagger could be picked up by herself, while the other three obviously did not look heavier than the first one, and it could even be said to look much lighter. But he remained motionless after several attempts.

He raised his head, turned slightly sideways, and tentatively looked at the huge black mist behind him.

And almost immediately, he gave the answer, as if he was not surprised by Jian Xie's confusion.

[I said that I am waiting for you to become stronger. 】

Jane Xie understood what he meant.

His current strength has not reached the corresponding level, so he cannot use the other three daggers. They have played a role in measuring Jian Xie's current ability invisibly.

So, instead, he picked up the first dagger again.

The contact time before was too short, Jian Xie was just to test whether he could hold it, but once he actually started it, he immediately felt something unusual, the biting coldness spread from the handle, but stopped at almost fingertips The sharp point, can no longer offend the slightest.

It seems that there is a non-existent soul jumping between the palms, and he can crush it with a strong force, and can control it.

[You will use it. 】 He said.

Jian Xie put away the dagger, re-fastened the leather buckle on the dagger, and then closed the black box, blocking this conversation that was likely to continue.

Afterwards, he picked up the mobile phone that Wu Qinghe left behind, and the moment he unlocked it, an interface to connect to wifi popped up on the mobile phone.

Just when he saw the name clearly, his fingers stopped.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was only one wifi connection nearby in this building, and it came from a very nice neighbor next door, Jian Xie would have thought she had made a mistake, because the name had been changed to a string of weird, vague sentences, like drinking It seems illogical to be beaten like a drunk person.

[I, you are in pain, don't be angry behind the door, friend, friend]

Jian Xie was startled, subconsciously frowned, paused, clicked the link, and then entered the password.

The password is a string of numbers that looks like a date. It was written on a note by a shy and socially phobic neighbor at that time, and he bowed his head and handed it to him.

He is confirming.

A few seconds later, a logo appeared on the top of the phone, and the wifi showed that the connection was successful. This is indeed a neighbor's hotspot.

……very strange.

Without choosing to continue connecting to the wifi, Jian Xie disconnected the wifi cautiously, and turned on the internal network of the Supernatural Administration Bureau with the mobile phone's built-in traffic, logged in to Wu Qinghe's account, and tried to receive the C-level investigation of the abnormal noise on line 6 Task.

There were unexpectedly many replies to this post, and it was extremely popular, probably because this was a mission in District 17, and the larger the number, the safer the mission area.

Then the C-level investigation task is estimated to be very simple, so for most investigators, this is a rare opportunity to make money.

Jian Xie flicked through the post, then looked at the main building, and found that none of the investigators' requests had passed the review.

... Forget it, just go grab it.

He thought very coldly, after all, first come, first served, the process is not important at all, anyway, it is impossible for him to use Wu Qinghe's identity to receive overtime pay.

As for the money, Fu Huanyu still owed him [-] million.

Having decided to take it by force, Jian Xie put down the phone, looked at the black box again, and found that there was a place for a hand on the top of the box.

I always feel that if I walk on the street with it, I think it will feel like the Empire of Matrix. Who knows whether he is going to eat the buffet or is planning to eat the overlord meal.

【…】

Looking back, Jian Xie said, "I will take them with me tomorrow."

I hope there is indeed something beyond the special A level in the subway station, this suitcase is quite heavy... Besides, can he go through the security check?

"Anyway, it's time to sleep now."

He glanced at the screen of his phone, and the time was already stuck at five in the morning. He suspected that if he continued to explore, he might be on the social news section because of sudden death tomorrow, and maybe no one would find it because he lived alone. It's bad if it stinks.

Now Jian Xie basically believes that the other party will not joke about this kind of thing. After all, on the one hand, he has nothing to lose except himself. On the other hand, Jian Xie suspects that there is nothing in this world that he cannot directly obtain. thing.

After all, he acted recklessly without regard to the consequences, and Jian Xie knew that he really had the confidence.

Moreover, since he will use them, he is not in a hurry to figure out the functions in a while.

——Tomorrow, the actual combat will be fine.

Jane Xie's mentality has always been very good.

Ever since he saw the first B-level monster, his essence has not changed, he is still so big-hearted and has excellent endurance.

"...Aren't you sleepy?" Jian Xie raised her head and said sleepily, "I'm very sleepy, and I haven't survived it for so long."

As a shared-body roommate, he announced that he was turning off the lights.

But this light off refers to closing the eyelids, he personally thinks that he still has the right to control his eyelids.

"I'm going to bed. Go to bed early and get up early, and you'll feel better."

Him: […]

This is the first time that humans dared to control him.

Moreover, let him go to bed early and get up early.

If it was someone else, He wouldn't even give them this opportunity to speak with him on an equal footing, let alone interrupt His words, and make a decision for Him without authorization, and he would probably be crushed by him without hesitation before the thought came up. Turned into meat paste, disappeared from this world completely.

After all, He has never been a good talker.

But in front of him was Jian Xie.

She didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what she said. Jian Xie saw that He didn't give any objection, so she acquiesced that the other party agreed, first took a shower, then changed into pajamas, and tidied herself up within 15 minutes Neatly, he successfully collapsed on the bed.

The night is getting longer and longer for him, and he has a more sense of participation in staying up late.

... Who would have thought that he had already stayed up several nights.

The moonlight in the window had become a bit dim, and it penetrated through the window that had not drawn the curtains, shining on Jian Xie's face. Before he narrowed his eyes, perhaps on a whim, before he closed his eyes and fell asleep, he slightly raised his hand , With the help of moonlight, I made a puppy's hand shadow.

Just as an occasional child's play.

He took a closer look at the shadow cast on the wall, and made a few gestures of pretending to bite with his fingers. Personally, he still felt quite similar.

Jian Xie was about to withdraw her hand, but at the next moment, the shadow that was originally the puppy's head suddenly stood up, like a real puppy, not a shadow made by overlapping palms, and it was cast on the wall The shadow above opened its mouth, bit his finger lightly like a prank, and then stretched out its tongue to lick his knuckles.

With the subconscious trembling of the knuckles, the other party obviously has a tendency to intensify.

Jian Xie was stunned: "..."

After a while, he slowly realized what happened.

Almost immediately, Jian Xie put her hands back under the quilt, lay down neatly, ignored the temperature on her cheeks, and pretended that she was asleep.

Obviously he is the person who hates hot summer the most, but at this moment, he buried his whole body in the quilt, leaving only the red tips of his ears outside the quilt. Although he still maintained his usual expressionless face, he was still smiling under the light of His laughter. His expression became a little stiff.

How could he have forgotten that his own shadow now occasionally became his mobile site, and he could easily control it.

……

——In the future, definitely, don’t play with shadows casually.