The fat shopkeeper seemed to be a signal transit station.

After that strange whisper, I heard a panicked cry.

The boy holding the pen was bloodless on his face, his eyes were incomparably protruding, his skin was hollow, as if the muscles had disappeared, and the whole person became thin, and he could see that the clothes were empty.

The pen he held in his hand was a red liquid that penetrated the gap in his cap.

That kind of penetration is getting faster and faster, directly cracking the pen cap, and the next second, the pen cap becomes smashed, and the blood is shot out directly.Good

The shelves and fat shopkeepers were sprayed with blood.

The fat store manager seemed to reflect the dull child, looked down at the blood on his body, and jumped up.

“Help...” The boy fell to the ground without saying a word.

He exposed his face and hands on the outside of his clothes, and they were all bones, and he could not see any traces of blood vessels.

The pen is still flowing out of the blood.There was a little blood on the tip of the pen, and after landing, it finally stopped.

The boy also released his hand, let the pen fall on the ground, rolling two laps, and completely stopped moving.

With a bang, his companion, the gray down jacket rolled back in panic and slammed into the shelf.

I saw a hemp-sooed necklace hanging on the shelf twice and smashed it on the ears of the gray down jacket.

He screamed in terror, slapping, and his body jumped up, trying to hide.

His fingers hooked to the necklace and pulled it straight off the shelf.

The rope broke, crossed a track in the air, accelerated directly, and pumped it on the face of the gray down jacket.

The rope did not fall out of it, or continued to shake, but was attached to his face.

The gray down jacket made a tearing cry, and suddenly fell to his knees and rolled around.

He had his companion’s blood on him and hit his body again.

I saw strange bulges on his face.Something seems to be growing under the skin.

The pendant clasped on the rope necklace also changed in the shaking.Originally just a knot of things, but now it has grown up, but also changed the color, like a dead wood in the spring, adding green.

When the skin on the face of the gray down jacket becomes potholed, what grows under the skin covers the whole body, and the knot has a new change.

The green knots form the shape of the flower, the flower buds bloom, the blooming flower petals are also green, only the flowers, a cluster, is a strange black.

The black flowers fluttered twice, and actually flew up from the flowers and became a small flying insect, flying in the room, and finding a way out, disappearing from the room.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them died like that.

I saw the skinny stupor standing around, tuggling, and showing symptoms that had appeared before.

I looked at the fat shopkeeper again.

The consternation and fear on his face was not pretended.

As if he were still immersed in the surprise of the blood spats in the moment, some of them could not return to God and could not understand what was happening in front of him.

He fell to the ground, his stomach was standing, making his posture funny and funny.

“When did you open the store?”I asked, holding my hand on the thin shoulder and pinching him hard.

A thin man, a spirit, wake up.

The fat shopkeeper was still worried, listening to my questions, and then looking at me and the skinny, directly elongated my neck, and tilted his head back, as if to pull away from us.

He probably thinks we did it all.

“Answer my question.”I lowered my voice and frowned.

The fat shopkeeper stammered, "Forget, I forgot... a few years, a few years... used to be, later... used to work here, and then graduated... I graduated in a foreign language next to me!"For several years.”

“Where was the former manager?”

"I don't know!I don't know!I know him!Everything else is done online!There is a system that is connected!I don’t know the rest!”

“Didn’t you contact the previous manager?”

“No... not found.He...he said he owed usury...he had gambling, gambling...he wanted to sell the store.The store is not his, the front door is rented, it is not good to withdraw, the things in the store are not his, there is a general store... I have handed over with him...”

“What do you sell?”

"I'm just going to buy, to make reservations for guests, to deal with this kind of thing."

“Where do you know the origin of things?”

“In that system!It has a presentation!The formal documents of the things, as well as the introduction, and the branches of different countries, the things received by different countries every day...” The fat store manager answered hurriedly, “This look is false!”No, I mean, I thought it was false.I don't believe this!I’m just a shop and doing business.”

“What about today?”I continue to ask.

“What?”The shopkeeper looked at me blankly, his eyes turned, looked at the two bodies on the ground, and he shrank his feet, "The pen is the one I said, the necklace called, the poison worm, the poison worm..."

"The Queen of Poisoned Bugs."The skinny suddenly said.

I looked at the skinny eyes.

The fat shopkeeper nodded, as if he had thought of something, and looked at the thin man in horror.

The thin man rubbed his forehead, "The parasitic flower of the queen of poison worms...the queen of poison worms . . . . is an island country, made on a small island country in the ocean."There are also indigenous people living there, and there are primitive tribes.This flower ... should be a local parasite, with the appearance of a flower.The primitive tribe once had a female chief who could control the parasite and use it to kill people.All the people in the tribe were to tie this thing to their bodies, and if the female chief gave orders, it would kill people."

The fat shopkeeper looked at the thin man with increasing horror and peeked at the body of the gray down jacket.

The flower had withered and re-incarced like hay and linen.

The skinny man said weakly, "I only heard the voice... I felt, not what I did."He looked at me expectantly, “Qi Ge, not me—”

I pressed the thin shoulder, "I know."

Not the skinny.

Not anyone in our presence did.

My eyes moved to the computer.

“Can this computer be connected to the company’s server?”I asked the fat manager.

“There’s a software, an internal software.”The fat shopkeeper replied, swallowing the spit.

I walked up to the computer and looked at the software that opened on it.

The software interface is very simple, but the function is very clear, and how to operate is clear at a glance.

In my vision, this simple interface gradually changed.

I saw the dense characters, and I gave birth to the dense overlapping graphics from the characters.

I vomit and a headache, and my eyes blinked at the screen.

This information that I cannot understand has produced a third change.

The three colors of black and white gray are intertwined, and black prevails, devouring other colors, and eventually forming a wonderful 3D human form.

The three-dimensional projection-like human form has a rolling belly, and its body type is very similar to that of a fat shopkeeper.

His stomach was a long, his face changed, and he actually turned into a white look.

I heard that strange whisper in my ears.This time I understood what it was saying.

"Don't you like it?"Mysterious history, stories in legends, blood, killing, death and unpredictable power.

“Dreamers...” I moved my lips, “The devil’s king...”