Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

inside the room.

The man was dripping with blood, his eyeballs trembled crazily, and turned upwards, so hard that only the whites of the eyes were left, and he let out a chilling and strange laugh.

"Ho ho."

"Hehehe, now it's your turn to choose the way to die!"

Jiang Chen was taken aback: "Not too good, after all, it's a major event in your life."

"If you choose, you choose!" The man's voice became even more sinister.

"Okay, I choose..." Jiang Chen slid his fingers across and landed on a small green leather drum.

"The suicide ghost sneered, with a snare drum, what can he do? Ghost energy +500."

It saw that the young man in front of him bent his fingers and slammed on the drum.

next moment.

A loud noise exploded in its mind.

The suicide ghost lost consciousness in an instant.

At this time, a short knife was inserted into its neck, stirred sideways, and drew a semi-circular arc, black and red blood flowed out immediately, and stirred another half circle, and the headless corpse of the suicide ghost fell down.

"Ding,……"

Jiang Chen moved his hands as if he had rehearsed countless times, without any unnecessary movements, he took off a ghost's head with extreme proficiency.

Fluent as if doing assembly line work in a factory.

Su Ling watched from the side, dumbfounded.

I even forgot to breathe.

She only has two words in her heart.

specialized!

too professional!

She couldn't help but think of what Jiang Chen said before that he was a gold medal undertaker with a free conscience for unclaimed corpses.

Apparently he wasn't lying.

In terms of funeral, he has excellent professionalism.

The operation is efficient, the action is concise, it is breathtaking, and it almost sends people away in a textbook way.

At this time.

Under the bed, a pale man shook his head in a daze.

"Strange, what happened just now, it seems that there was a loud noise, but it seems that there is no?"

"No, why did it suddenly become so quiet?"

"What about the suicide ghost and the pervert just now?"

"The ghost under the bed is suspicious, ghost energy +400."

It was curled up in the very center of the bed at this moment, looking around vigorously, trying to figure out what happened.

The room, which was still lively before, suddenly became dead silent at this moment.

It made it a little flustered.

Turning his head at an angle, he saw a headless corpse.

But because it has no face, it can't tell whether this is the living person who broke in, or the suicide ghost who hid in the closet before.

Waited a while longer.

The room was eerily quiet, the ghost under the bed finally couldn't sit still, moved to the side, and quietly poked half of his face out from under the bed, wanting to see the situation.

It is lying on its stomach at the moment.

Before I had even glanced at it, I suddenly felt a few drops of viscous, cold liquid fall on the back of my head.

"The ghost under the bed is creepy, what is it? Ghost Qi +700."

Subconsciously turned his head.

What came into view was a face that was dying, with black and red rotting blood continuously flowing from the broken neck, and the pale eyeballs were full of unwillingness, staring at him firmly.

for a moment.

The ghost under the bed exploded, and the sudden fright made it almost terrified.

"Ahhh!!!"

"Ghost Qi +999!"

"What's the matter?" With one hand, he slowly moved the suicide ghost's head away, revealing a young, delicate and gentle face behind him.

"Oh, sorry, I scared you."

"Don't be afraid, as an apology, I will help you eliminate your fear right away."

"The ghost under the bed is stunned, can the fear be eliminated? How to eliminate it? Ghost energy +350."

The next moment, it understood.

The short knife, still stained with blood, swiped across it, aiming at its head and chopping it off fiercely.

A sincere smile appeared on the man's amiable face: "Don't worry, this is a means to physically eliminate fear. It will only kill fear and will not harm your body."

"I believe your mother is a ghost! Ghost +999!"

The ghost at the bottom of the bed rolled violently, seeing the knife penetrated deeply into the concrete floor like cutting tofu, it couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

Just get up and run.

Suddenly a sound of drumming resounded, and it saw the strange green light erupting from the young man's pupils, just like the monster in the legend, with a heavy panting from his mouth, he approached fiercely.

There was a sharp pain in the chest.

After that, the ghost under the bed didn't know at all.

"Ding, kill..."

Jiang Chen took out the opponent's heart, shook his head, and sighed: "Oh, I missed it. I just wanted to eliminate his fear, but I accidentally killed him. Another medical accident."

"Could it be that my understanding is wrong? Don't people's fears come from the heart, taking out the heart is logically the best way to heal fear, why are you still dead..."

"It seems that I am really not a competent doctor."

He has carefully studied some psychological classics and felt that he was qualified to give psychological counseling to some patients, so he sometimes called himself a doctor.

But he's also very self-aware.

It is often preceded by the prefix "very amateur".

In order to reduce the psychological pressure of the patient, after all, in the hands of a doctor with a cure rate of 0, if the patient is not cured, the patient does not need to feel too much self-blame for this.

This is what Jiang Chen is most proud of.

He knows how to consider others, and the people he gets along with are often like a spring breeze, without the slightest psychological pressure.

"Jiang big brother, don't be sad, think about it carefully, after it is completely dead, it should never have the emotion of fear again, right?"

Su Ling comforted him at the side.

Upon hearing this.

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment, then slapped his thigh: "That's right!"

"Little Suling, you are really getting smarter."

Su Ling wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said obediently: "It's all taught by Jiang Big Brother!"

Jiang Chen looked at her and wanted to compliment her.

At this time, there was a quarrel and the sound of throwing things out of nowhere.

His eyes moved.

Suddenly ran to the window, probed out and listened carefully to where the sound was coming from.

Su Ling seemed to have thought of something.

"That's the resident of 401 upstairs, a couple. They often quarrel, and sometimes even fight violently. Many outsiders can't stand it anymore and go to try to persuade the fight."

"But in the end, those who persuaded the fight, without exception, either went crazy or disappeared strangely."

"upstairs?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen leaned half of his body out of the window, turned his head and looked up, with a look of eagerness to move, as if he wanted to climb up immediately, to persuade the fight.

Seeing this, Su Ling was terrified.

He rushed over and hugged Jiang Chen's leg tightly.

"Jiang big brother, don't go up, if you leave me here alone, I will die!"

It's not that she's too timid.

Mainly based on Su Ling's understanding of Jiang Chen, it is really possible for him to do such a thing that does not conform to the logic of ordinary people.

"never mind."

Jiang Chen gave up and jumped off the window sill.

The main thing is that there are only two ghosts at once, and they are still a couple in the middle of a quarrel, which makes him feel that there is a lot of room for manipulation, so he is so excited for a while.

Calm down and think carefully.

None of the ghosts in this building can escape tonight, and I don't have to be in a hurry.

Jiang Chen couldn't help thinking of Shi Tiesheng's words.

——Death is a thing that does not need to be rushed, it is a festival that must come.

Possibly for the residents of this building.

It's a holiday tonight.