When the old man called out the evil son, everything that happened to me was not the same as what happened to me.

I remember when he called the evil son, first the black fog filled, and then the air fell out of the body, the evil son slowly gathered into the shape of the human form, and finally appeared.

But these evil spirits I called out seemed to be with the black mist, and I could not see half of the mist from beginning to end, and I could only see the black pus water that emits a foul smell, and it is constantly pouring out along the wound.

I don't know if these are blood or something else, so they flowed a lot of things on the wrist, and it is not to say that there are two or three squares.

It wasn’t until there was enough to get enough of the beach that the wound on my wrist healed.

Seeing the black mucus of this beach on the ground, the old man did not squeak, and he observed without saying a word, and the expression could not be said.

Looking at him, how strange the evil son I called out, how strange, it cannot be disgusting to this point.

After a few seconds of research, my grandfather couldn’t help but ask me.

“Is that what you mean by evil?”

“It should be...” I said in a low voice, looking at the mucus on the ground, and I felt that the tone had changed, and I listened to some of the unmistakable.

The old man frowned, looked left, looked right, and finally did not see what this stall of mucus had to do with the evil.

Just when he was full of mist and water, the ground was full of rotten black mucus, and the unannounced squirming began.

At first, just a few small bags were drummed, and then the crazy squirming, the surface drummed out of a dozen or twenty balls, constantly repeating the ups and downs.

The old man was also a little confused about the situation, looked at the mucus with his eyes, and asked me in his mouth, “These things are harmless to people?”

“It’s harmless to me, but I don’t know about the others...” I whispered.

Hearing me say this, the old man was even more nervous, but before he could ask more questions, a verybrutally stretched out a hand in the black mucus on the ground.

Yes, the hand was out of the mucus, and it was as if someone had stretched out his hand from underwater, not to mention the old man, even I was scared!

That kind of situation is really hard to describe.

The evil son was crawled out of the mucus, but at last, he felt the mucus around the edges, like the clothes of the evil one, and when it stood up straight, those mucuss also followed, one by one attached to the body of the evil.

Maybe I’m wrong... it’s also possible that there has been some change that I didn’t know about.

It has a more texture than the first appearance, the sense of realism is more intense, not the kind of pure air, but like a living person covered with a layer of constantly squirming black mucus, is a real thing.

At this moment, it was more than two meters high, and the celestial cover was fast to the ceiling, and the whole head was like being stretched out, showing a very irregular oval.

The width of the head is only slightly wider than that of ordinary people, but its length is more than half a meter, which is definitely a standard big-headed doll.

The contours of the mouth are also far from the living, the corners of the mouth on both sides are cocked, almost all cracked under the root of the ear, the mouth is as if it can not close, open a two-finger wide gap.

Looking in the gap, I can clearly see that the two rows in the mouth of the evil son are like the fangs of a steel needle.

“Is that what you got out of the bad guys?”The old man looked up at his head, stared at the face of the fallen villain, and asked me in a heavy voice: “Is this what you pull out of the seedlings to promote it?”

I nodded and said, probably this thing, but the details seem to have changed a little.

“What has changed?”My grandfather was busy asking me.

“It was a little shorter than it is now...” I whispered, “and the head wasn’t that big, it looked like a human form at the time, but what do you think it had to do with people now?”

It is no exaggeration to say that the evil son we see at this moment has been completely separated from the humanoid category.

Its limb ratio is very incongruous, the arm grows to the knees, the legs are amazing, and its hands and legs are a specification, only the adult wrist is as thick, you can imagine how strange that proportion.

The palms are not large, but the fingers are extremely long, and the thickness of each one is very uniform, similar to the adult small fingers.

The fingertips are a little alive, with long nails, sharp as a cone, and look sharp.

When I looked at it with my grandfather, the monster was also silently looking at us, as if I felt a little inexplicable, very doubtfully raised his paw, and scratched his head.

When he put his head down a little, I found that his eyes were more real than when he first appeared.

The eye, the eye, there should be, it is no longer a dark one.

Its eyes have no eyelashes, even the skin is black, only the eyeball is very similar to people, white, but there are many black meridians similar to blood.

The only thing that goes beyond these two shades of black and white is the iris in the eyes of this monster.

It looks red, very pure red, and the iris is very small, with the proportion of white eyes... Probably the ratio of soybeans to the average person's eyeballs.

If you change the iris of a normal person to the size of soybeans, the proportion is about the same as the evil.

To say evil, this evil man does not look vicious, but has a thick taste, silly scratching his head, looking at me and my grandfather, and did not attack us, not even a hint of hostility can not feel.

But that’s how we can still feel something that’s unspeakable.

This monster cannot be described in evil, but in one word.

The evil.

“Is it controlled by you?”Grandpa whispered to me.

I um, like in the ancient well of Longwang Village, silently commanded the monster in my heart, let it lift its hand up and make a greeting.

Oddly, I gave the order for ten seconds, and the monster did not move, still scratching his head and looking at us curiously.

Just when I chuckled in my heart, when something was wrong, the monster suddenly raised his hand and waved to me and my grandfather.

“It should have been able to hear my orders, I just muttered in my heart, and let it say hello to us...” I whispered, frowning my eyebrows very tight: “But it seems that there is a delay...”

“The delay?”The old man said: "Isn't this kind of thing just obeying and resisting, or listening directly to you, or directly refusing, how can there be a delay?"

I shook my head, “Maybe it’s thinking too, doesn’t this monster have a mind?”

“Are you thinking about listening to you?”Grandpa asked me.

I frowned, not squeaked.

"You'll control it and try it again."

Hearing the old man said this, I did not think much more, and commanded another sentence in my heart, so that the evil son stepped back a few steps back and stood at the door.

This time, the evil son did not hesitate, and simply obeyed my orders and stepped back.

“It has become!”I said, “I’m still willing to listen to you!No delay this time!”

The old man's reaction was not as happy as I thought, but the expression was somewhat heavy, or rather heavy.

“This evil son is beyond my knowledge...” The old man whispered, as if to remind me: “Let it be parasitic in your body, I don’t know if it’s good or bad...”

"I can't die anyway, just let it go."I laughed, "As long as it can be my help and help us, that's not a problem."

“How powerful is it?”The old man asked me, in the tone, also vaguely revealed a curious meaning: "I called out the evil son, their own strength is not large, but the effect of the body is good, mainly by false tricks, with people to do it can only let them rush to the human."

"Its strength should not be small..." I said, looking for it left and right, and saw that the old scale that the old man usually used to weigh under the bed, picked up the scale with a large fist, and directly smashed the evil one.

Its reaction was not slow, and it was very easy to catch it.

Then, without my command, he slammed it, seemingly without any effort, and directly transformed the scale.

Seeing this scene, I did not speak to my grandfather, looked at each other, and my expression was a little confused.

After a moment, the old man opened his mouth and shook his head, and the expression on his face was surprised and happy.

"Dog Day... isn't this strength a little exaggerated... it's not so bad!"