Chapter 9 This thing goes clubbing too?
Chapter 9 This thing goes clubbing too?
night.
Gu Bai put the fish into a large wooden basin, added a mosquito he had caught on the road, and covered it with a white cloth.
He wanted to see if he could raise a giant mosquito.
If possible, he could have a mini blood bank in the future.
The White Bone Demon's newly conceived method for stockpiling food.
After doing all this, he took off his leather jacket and put on a patched leather jacket, and also changed his clothes on top.
The patched leather jacket, though worn out, is still a piece of clothing, so of course it can't be thrown away.
I put on a mask and a baseball cap and went out.
He had already covered up the surveillance cameras in his building.
Once he left the residential area, Gu Bai had no more worries. Anyway, his face was covered with patches and scars, so even if he was caught on camera, no one would recognize him.
Fifteen minutes later.
When they arrived at Old Wang's convenience store, it was already closed, but there were still two people inside, on the second floor.
With both hands pressed against the wall, he quickly climbed up like a gecko.
I peered through the crack in the window to observe what was happening inside.
Old Wang was looking at his phone when Magan put the blood bag into the freezer.
"What kind of lousy photos did you take? You can't even see the people in them," Old Wang said disdainfully.
"There's nothing we can do, they're all wrapped up tightly now, but if you look closely, you can still recognize them," said Magan.
"I'm afraid the employer won't acknowledge it." Old Wang stroked his stubble-covered chin. "What happened over at Liuliang River?"
"It seems there's something wrong with the fish they caught, but I don't know the specifics," said Magan.
"Things are getting more and more chaotic lately. Don't go out at night, and don't keep going to brothels."
Old Wang gave him another reminder: "There's a new batch of goods tomorrow, go and pick it up."
"Okay." Magan nodded. "Brother Wang, what exactly are they investigating lately? The rumors are getting weirder and weirder. You've been keeping an eye on me, and I don't go out at night. Could I be a serial killer?"
"If he were a serial killer, he would have been caught long ago." Old Wang lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. "This is really bizarre."
"Is this weird? Don't scare me."
"Why would I scare you? I have connections in higher-ups. I found out about it. Do you know the Dalushan Farm? Hundreds of pigs and thousands of chickens and ducks were killed there."
Old Wang said with a stern face, "Insect eggs were found in the livestock that were bitten to death."
Gu Bai, who was listening outside the door, was stunned. So this turned into the killing of hundreds of pigs and thousands of chickens and ducks?
Not just a few dozen?
"Insect eggs?"
"Yes, the slaughterhouse sold a problematic pig, and out of a family of sixteen, only a two-year-old child who doesn't know how to eat meat is left."
Old Wang's voice turned sinister: "All the people who ate meat are dead. After they died, a mosquito flew out of their corpses. The butcher has already been executed, and it's almost the seventh day after his death."
Gu Bai: "..."
It wasn't a family of three; two of them died.
By the time it got to you, it became sixteen people, and fifteen of them died?
They've grown into a large family.
"Mosquitoes? You must be joking. How can there be mosquitoes in cooked pork?"
"That's why it's so strange," Old Wang said. "And then there's the matter of the fishermen. Guess what's happening to those five fishermen now?"
Ma Gan swallowed hard. "Brother, don't scare me. You're not dead too, are you?"
"It's already been taken away to be sliced up for research." Old Wang took a puff of his cigarette. "They make a cut every day, and now there's not a single good piece of meat left."
"..."
Gu Bai found it all rather bizarre.
Are humans really that ruthless? If they caught the White Bone Demon, wouldn't they have to dismantle one of her bones every day, with a group of forensic doctors taking turns playing with her?
Ma Gan was so frightened that his hands were trembling.
Old Wang glanced at him: "What a loser. The security guards are still chasing mosquitoes. There's an epidemic prevention training session tomorrow. What do you think it's for? It's all for those few mosquitoes."
Ma Gan's heart pounded wildly, like a drumbeat.
"Alright, go to sleep early," Old Wang said. "Remember to keep a close eye on them; they're an important target."
"It's just catching someone cheating, what's the big deal?" Ma Gan curled his lip. "A lowly security guard, his family is dirt poor, how could he really be having an affair? That security guard must be blind to have chosen such a woman."
"Whoever pays the money does the work, who cares?" Old Wang stubbed out his cigarette.
Just catching someone cheating?
After figuring things out, Gu Bai went downstairs silently.
As I walked home through the alleyways, halfway there, I suddenly smelled a peculiar fragrance.
"This is... a rare blood type. Something seems off, strange. It's a bit like a diseased pig from a slaughterhouse, tempting you like a demon in the middle of the night."
Gu Bai stopped and looked in the direction of the fragrance, which was coming from a building.
How could the White Bone Demon resist such temptation?
"Help!"
Terrified cries for help echoed throughout the entire building.
In an instant, Gu Bai snapped out of his daze and took off running.
The White Bone Demon needs to resist temptation.
They really don't hide anything from anyone anymore; they're incredibly bold.
Are you really going to chase after people and bite them?
thud
A muffled sound came from afar, and a figure dressed in a black leather jacket jumped directly from the building, landing heavily on the ground.
Did the person being chased jump off a building? Or did the thing chasing them jump down?
Gu Bai hid in the corner, peering into the neighborhood.
The figure in the black leather jacket moved with lightning speed, quickly climbing up the community wall, scaling it, and rapidly making his way towards Gu Bai.
Gu Bai was horrified. The thing's lower body had turned into a puddle of mud, and it was crawling on the ground with its hands, its speed no less than that of an adult running.
The other person also saw Gu Bai, a ferocious smile appeared on their face, and they climbed even faster.
It smells just like before!
It smells like a rare blood type, yet it has a strange fragrance.
The figure in the black leather jacket was already close. When it opened its mouth, it didn't reveal a tongue, but rather a sharp mosquito proboscis, about a finger's length long.
It braced itself on the ground, pounced, grabbed Gu Bai with both hands, and bit down hard on his neck with its sharp mouthparts.
Ding-dong
A crisp sound echoed through the night, and the monster with half its body froze, its eyes widening.
Beneath the baseball cap, the gruesome stitched wounds writhed like centipedes.
"The security guards all said not to go out after dark, why don't you listen?"
Gu Bai murmured softly, and with each opening and closing of his mouth and nose, a dense yang energy surged wildly into his body.
The half-bodied monster's face was contorted, its body was shriveling, and its skin was rapidly darkening, turning gray, and finally bluish-purple.
In the blink of an eye, the monster fell down like a broken sandbag.
"Hehe, hehe..."
A strange laugh echoed in the darkness, and the White Bone Demon became dazed, her body twitching.
Fantastic!
It smells so good, and it even came to me by itself.
The White Bone Demon smoked as she hurried home.
Don't stay here for long.
Although it smelled delicious, I didn't want to be played with by the forensic doctors, so I had to go home.
His body seemed to be brimming with energy, and he disappeared into the street in the blink of an eye.
The residents on both sides of the street were so frightened that their scalps tingled, and they quickly pulled their feet back under the covers, curling up into a ball.
That laughter was terrifying, so perverse.
Some bolder residents cautiously approached the window to observe the situation outside.
In the darkness, a twisted figure was running wildly.
Even more terrifying was that the figure was bent almost ninety degrees backward, holding two pale white bones in its hands, hopping and skipping along the road.
The pale bones would occasionally thump against the chest, making a clattering sound, as if keeping a rhythm.
It's a ghost!
This thing is used for clubbing?
Back home, he quickly took off his leather jacket, threw himself onto the bed, and started writhing on it.
"hey-hey……"
I patted its round head, held it in my arms, and it fell into a sweet sleep.
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