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Hell.Soul warehouse.

A cloud of two-color soul smoke floats leisurely in the darkness, a small tail of the soul smoke is moon white, and its huge body is lavender.Its specialness makes it incompatible with the surrounding soul smoke, and shrinks alone in a pile of souls.

As soon as Xiao Yan stretched out his hand, it leaned closer like a pet.

A very small mass of lavender soul smoke followed behind, it was only the size of a baby's fist, the fire of life burned day and night in it, and its light was dimmed.The soul smoke then faded, almost transparent.

It also moved closer to Xiao Yan and rubbed it cautiously.

Touch the little soul smoke with your hand, and you can see the picture scroll of the human world slowly unfolding:

At 05:30 in the morning, Xiao Shi was still sound asleep. He looked like a child, one side of his cheek was deformed, and his slightly curly black hair piled fluffy on the top of his head.

In his arms is an enlarged Fat Chiu doll, which was a birthday present from Xiao Yan.

Xiao Shi insisted that Xiao Yan make him a gift with his own hands. Xiao Yan didn't have time, so he took a doll to perfuse him. Although Xiao Shi was disappointed, he still put the doll away carefully, and fell asleep with it at night.

If Xiao Yan knew in advance that this was Xiao Shi's last birthday, would he be willing to make a birthday present by himself?

"You are the most ruthless person I have ever met." Lu Zhidao said, "My younger brother always treats me as an enemy. After I became the director of the company, he made trouble for me one after another. My attitude towards him is more than your attitude towards Xiao A knowledgeable attitude is a hundred times better."

Xiao Yan didn't take it seriously: "Your brother also killed tens of thousands of migrant workers?"

Lu Zhidao shook his head and said: "In your heart, there is righteousness, but benevolence is insufficient. If you are too benevolent, you can still be a gentleman, but if you are too human, you will flow into ninren."

Xiao Yan ignored him, just looked at him and his younger brother's soul smoke in a daze: "Can life be returned?"

Lu Zhidao: "What? Conscience found out?"

Xiao Yan said with a half-smile, "Don't be weird with me, I don't know."

"Have you ever seen whose organ was transplanted, used for several years, and then returned to the original owner?"

Xiao Yan nodded noncommittally.The irony is that Xiao Yan inherited Xiao Shi's longevity, and at the same time inherited Xiao Shi's fate and chance, and will get the adventures he got in the corresponding time period.

In other words, the Lingshan in Xiao Yan's hands should have been inherited by Xiao Shi, and he was the original successor of the 996 class.

The old man resented: "To tell you the truth, when I handed the token to you, I had doubts in my heart. I am a billionaire, and the person who gave me the token was also a powerful person. He said that the token was given to him by his father." For three generations, they have all been dignitaries, and they have been passed down to you, a vagrant, huh!"

The last chuckle had a very profound meaning, and Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows: "Not to mention your three generations of dignitaries, counting forward for more than 900 generations, has anyone made a name for themselves in Lingshan? You want me to be a vagrant to open up wasteland, Ah!"

Lu Zhidao gritted his teeth angrily, and smoke billowed from his body.Xiao Yan ignored him, he was on a serious trip: "I want to meet a man named Li Sang."

Lu Zhidao said in a bad tone, "I remember him."

"How did he die?"

"Ask yourself." Lu Zhidao threw out a stick, and buried his head in the document.

The stick floated in the air, leading the way for Xiao Yan, following it, Xiao Yan came to the edge of the underworld.

Li Sang took a drawing board and was drawing.His demeanor was focused and his face was peaceful, not at all like the crazy and nervous in Xiao Yan's memory.

All ghosts are color-blind, and Li Sang is no exception. The painting in front of him is full of chaotic colors and has no sense of beauty at all.This talented painter, the works he has painted now, if they are shown in the exhibition, they will probably be scoffed at by people.

"Li Sang?" Xiao Yan called softly.

The young man who was obsessed with painting turned his head, with a blank expression on his face: "Who are you?"

"I'm Xiao Yan, don't you remember me?"

Li Sang said happily: "Is it Xiao Yan, the sculptor? I like your works very much!"

Xiao Yan said warmly: "I mean, we had a personal relationship, don't you remember what happened in the villa in the suburbs of Beilin City at all?"

Li Sang shook his head firmly: "I'm a portrait painter, and I'm good at memorizing faces. You are so good-looking, if I meet you in real life, even once, I will never forget it."

Xiao Yan frowned: "You were selected as a participant of the World Tree Project. We lived together for more than 30 days, but you don't remember anything?"

Li Sang's smile froze, he slowly put down his paintbrush, and a big tear rolled from the corner of his eye: "My life, stays on the day before I leave for Beilin City."

The ghost's voice gradually became ethereal, and his body turned into a cloud of black mist. In the mist, memories of his life emerged.

The memory unfolds from the third perspective. Li San holds the palette and concentrates on painting, while the sound of heavy footsteps comes from behind.

Li Sang turned his head and saw a young man in black standing behind him.

"Who are you?" Li Sang asked in a panic, "I don't know you, how did you get into my house?"

"Who am I?" The young man giggled.

His voice was very strange, coming from his stomach, mixed with voices of many people, as deep as an old man, as thin as a young child, with male voices, female voices, bird cries, and beast roars.It's a group of creatures talking at the same time.

"I devoured a lot of things, I don't have a name." The young man grinned, revealing a row of shark-like fangs:

"Call me Chaos."

Li Sang screamed: "You, you get out!"

The young man didn't respond, he raised his arm, the arm was getting longer and longer, twisted at an incredible angle, and wrapped around Li Sang's neck in a circle, tightening it little by little.

Li Sang was strangled to death.The black and blue strangle marks around his neck spread rapidly, and soon, his whole body was shriveled and wrinkled as if his flesh and blood had been sucked dry.

The young man moved his neck, his face twisted and reshaped slowly, and within two breaths, he turned into Li Sang's appearance.

The black mist dissipated and the memories disappeared.

After reading it, Xiao Yan couldn't speak for a long time. He was very familiar with the young man named Chaos.

North to the suburbs of the city.

Xiao Yan opened his eyes suddenly, anxious faces hung in a circle above his line of sight.

He was moved to the bedroom with a soft spring mattress under him.He sat up, and Cheng Qianfan quickly handed him a glass of water.

"I thought you also suffered from a serious illness and died." Cheng Qianfan said.

Xiao Yan took a sip of water from his hand, and said softly, "President, I have figured out the cause of Li Sang's death."

Cheng Qianfan: "...Are you serious?"

Xiao Yan said inscrutablely: "The secret must not be leaked, President, I will tell you alone."

The rest left one after another, Cheng Qianfan said: "Xiao Yan, tell me."

Xiao Yan coughed a few times, serious about it: "Li Sang's misfortune, going round and round, is related to Xiao Shi. My brother has committed a lot of crimes and owes countless blood. He has already suffered retribution, and his life is running out. At the latest this winter, he will die. Sudden death."

Cheng Qianfan: "...what?"

Xiao Yan repeated what he said just now.

"Hmph," Cheng Qianfan said with a half-smile, "Xiao Yan, are you overly frightened and out of your mind?"

Xiao Yan continued to act: "Too much cause and effect, I can't explain it, it will be backlashed."

Cheng Qianfan said: "Xiao Yan, I indulge you, but it's not without a bottom line. I've always been skeptical about all the visions in Lingshan, and not all phenomena can be explained by mutation. What are you pretending to do?"

Xiao Yan closed his eyes, calmly saying, "The heavenly secret must not be revealed."

The autopsy results did not give a definite cause of Li Sang's death. His bones were melted, his internal organs were rotten into pus, and his skin was severely oxidized.The doctor said hesitantly: "Mr. Li probably aged rapidly in a very short period of time, and then his body decayed quickly... right?"

The bad news quickly spread throughout Blue Star.Xiao Yan didn't want to listen, and didn't want to interfere too much. He was making sculptures in the factory day after day. After the college entrance examination, his two sculptures were completed.

One sculpture is a slender tall-hat uncle bending over to pick up a child, and the other is also a slender man standing upright with one arm drooping as if to hold hands with tourists.

After the sculpture was completed, Xiao Yan seamlessly began to draw the 3D [Hongmeng Painting Scroll]. The more chaotic his mind was, the higher his work efficiency was.

The new floating island is a playground with a style close to adult fairy tales.The colors are light and elegant, with many cute elements, suitable for all ages, suitable for family fun.

The remaining step is to create the floating island.With the construction experience of the first floating island, Lingshan employees can follow the gourd's drawing, and Xiao Yan doesn't need to worry about it.

After half a month of intense and busy work, people have a sense of fulfillment after completing arduous tasks.It was rare for Xiao Yan to be quiet, so Kui Ye ran to Jun Li's room to disturb his cultivation.

In the middle of the night, the bright mirror hangs high, and the light is clear for thousands of miles.

Xiao Yan patted Jun Li on the head: "Jun Li, teach me swordsmanship."

Jun Li opened his eyes, looked Xiao Yan up and down, and then closed his eyes again: "I said before, you have no talent at all."

Xiao Yan condensed an ice sword in his palm.The body of the sword is translucent, and the needles in it are colorful.He weighed the sword and smiled nonchalantly: "Not necessarily, why don't we have a sparring?"

"You are not worthy to compete with this seat."

Xiao Yan didn't answer, but raised his sword and stabbed.

He has practiced for a short time, but he has awakened part of the moon god's talent. His body is light and unpredictable, and he is assisted by the dragon's secret method "Ice Soul Lotus Heart Sutra".

Seeing that he was attacking directly, Jun Li had to let go, Xiao Yansheng was so fast, Jun Li couldn't catch him for a while, the two fought back and forth.

clang--

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the bell of Beiming Villa was faint.The night wind blows away the thin clouds, the full moon hangs out, and the light is clear.

Jun Li's complexion gradually turned ugly.Xiao Yan knew this early on, he didn't like to fight and kill, but he knew that every full moon, Chong Li's old illness would break out, and at this time his spiritual power would easily lose control, and he would be forced to switch his personality.

Sweat oozes from the forehead of the sword master, his spiritual power is exhausted, and his sword skills are full of flaws.As the saying goes, beat the master to death with random punches.Xiao Yan's knowledge of swordsmanship was zero, so he stabbed randomly, which made Jun Li unable to deal with it handily.

After a quarter of an hour, Jun Li's movements completely stopped, his body flickered, he held a sword in one hand, knelt down on the ground, and clutched the wound on his chest with one hand: "My lord, there is a mistake in the technique, you—"

Before he finished speaking, flames ignited all over him, and the cry of the phoenix sounded from the sky.

In the deep forest at night, hundreds of birds leaped, and Jun Li's body burned into red clouds.His white shirt was dyed with red light, and his sword was transformed into adorned feathers of radiant color.

After five breaths, return to calm.

Chong Li raised his head, glanced at Xiao Yan, then turned his eyes white, and fell face down on the ground.