Corpse Demon

  The sixth department occupies the seventh and eighth floors. At the eastern end of the corridor on the eighth floor is the restricted area of the sixth department.

  "Is that thing still inside?"

  Li Kezhang stood at the corner of the corridor and asked, Sun Xiangshu suddenly became serious, which was unusual.

  "Hmm, it's always been there. But in the past two years, its power has increased again. The boss says that the current equipment can barely hold it back. What a big trouble!"

  Li Kezhang and Professor Yu simultaneously gave each other the cold shoulder, wanting to leave, but their feet instead moved towards the corridor.

  Sun Xiangshu already knew the identities of these two relatively handsome old men in front of her, and as seniors of the six departments, she naturally didn't dare to have any more disdainful thoughts. Especially since they were indeed Tang Hongming's lovers.

  But even for those in the six departments, going there requires the department head's signature.

  "What are you doing?"

  Ask Professor Yu.

  "What are you doing again?"

  Li Ke asked back.

  "What are you two doing?"

  Sun Xiangshu shouted loudly, and then all three of them realized that they were involuntarily walking towards the door at the end of the corridor.

  The two floors occupied by the Sixth Science Institute have undergone special renovations, with insulated walls and floors in the corridors, hermetically sealed windows in the offices, and filtered air for breathing, maintaining a certain level of humidity. All this is to ensure that the personnel of the Sixth Science Institute are not affected by even the slightest electromagnetic field. But now, in the forbidden area on the eighth floor of the Sixth Science Institute, sparks can be seen jumping in the passageway with the naked eye, and the air sucked in makes one's whole body feel numb.

  Li Kezhang was fine, his hair not long, but Professor Yu and Sun Xiangshu were different, both with long hair, which now stood straight up like wild grass inserted on their heads. Sun Xiangshu desperately grabbed a door panel beside him and started shouting for help.

  The ceiling lamp flickered on and off, casting an eerie glow on the three faces.

  When Professor Yu heard the sound of breathing in his ear, he turned his head and saw only Li Kechang and Sun Xiangshu's mouths opening and closing, but no sound was emitted. He realized that he had already fallen into an illusion, and hastily recited the Clear Mind Mantra. But as soon as he started reciting it, his footsteps suddenly accelerated, almost flying towards the door.

  "I hate it!"

  When Professor Yu finally managed to stop his footsteps, he found that his body was already tightly pressed against the door. Through the peephole, he could see into the room. In the darkness, a shadow was fixed on the wall, and it was him who had just spoken. Professor Yu's heart was racing almost out of his chest, and all the terrible memories came flooding back to his mind in an instant.

  "Corpse... devil!"

  As soon as Professor Yu's voice fell, the dark shadow suddenly lit up two green lights, and the corpse demon opened its eyes. Professor Yu let out a miserable cry, feeling that his brain was pierced by ten thousand needles, and he fainted instantly.

  Professor Yu seemed to have gone through a long period of time, and he saw and heard some things that were about the memories of Corpse Demon Manor Qin.

  Those were a pair of calm eyes, like a deep pool that lured people to jump in, a delicate face, a ponytail, neat clothes, and a slender figure. There seemed to be a hint of a clean smile on the corner of her mouth.

  Zhuang Qin sat in front of her desk, staring blankly at him, her heart racing.

  Her name is Mu Fangfei, and she was a middle school classmate of Zhuang Qin's. From the day she arrived at school, Zhuang Qin knew he had fallen in love with her. Mu Fangfei was very beautiful, with many suitors, but she seemed to only like Zhuang Qin's slightly silly smile. Under the blue sky and white clouds, witnessing the pure affection between two people, occasionally holding hands would make Zhuang Qin excited for a whole day. Then three years passed, they graduated. On the day of graduation, they stood at their respective crossroads, silently facing each other, then hugged for the first and last time, tears falling like rain.

  Zhuang Qin returned to his village to farm after graduation, while Mu Fangfei went to a technical school in the city. They exchanged letters every week, pouring out their longing on paper. Later, Mu Fangfei graduated and worked in the city, her family arranged for her to meet potential suitors, and strictly forbade her from having any further contact with Zhuang Qin. From then on, Zhuang Qin lost all news of Mu Fangfei.

  Time flew by, and more than a decade had passed when another letter arrived. Mei Fangfei was already someone else's wife, having just given birth to a daughter named Nali. Zhuang Qin was disheartened and got married under the arrangement of his family members. However, his life after marriage was not as desired. His wife was a shrew who would beat him with fists and feet whenever she was dissatisfied. At this time, Zhuang Qin couldn't help but reconnect with Mei Fangfei through letters, rekindling their past love.

  Mei Fangfei's life wasn't happy either. Her husband was a sailor who was often away from home, and when he was at home, he would spend his days drinking and beating her after getting drunk. Mei Fangfei was extremely disappointed with this family life and eventually got divorced. The custody of their daughter was given to her ex-husband, who had stopped going out to sea. Alone and penniless, she came looking for Zhuang Qin but found that his life was also difficult.

  Zhuang Qin was numb to the humiliation he suffered at the hands of the village bullies, but he couldn't bear the slightest insult to Mu Fangfei. However, reality was cruel and heartless, and he was beaten to the ground by several village bullies. At that moment, Zhuang Qin recalled his school days when he had sworn an oath to protect Mu Fangfei forever. The vow still echoed in his ears, but reality was unbearable.

  Mo Fangfei left after seeing Zhuang Qin, and was ridiculed by his wife. After Zhuang Qin recovered, she reluctantly left. That night, the village bullies gathered dozens of people to beat on the door. Zhuang Qin's wife escaped by climbing over the wall. The bullies took turns beating Zhuang Qin, trampling him underfoot, and laughing loudly. They threw a few pieces of women's underwear at Zhuang Qin, along with a photo - it was Mo Fangfei. She still looked so young, her slender figure struggling and twisting, tears streaming down her face, several large hands pressed against her chest, looking so helpless.

  Zhuang Qin stopped struggling, calmly asking who was involved and who else knew about this matter. The village tyrants laughed and answered one by one, they had never taken this honest man seriously.

  That night, a torrential rain poured down, and in the flash of lightning, Zhuang Qin put on the only intact red raincoat at home, carrying an iron hammer out of the door.

  Sorrow and hatred drove this man from weakness to stand up, from one extreme to another. The massacre began, with every blow, Zhuang Qin's heart was relieved a layer, while on the other hand, every blow made him hate the whole society more deeply. Since he and his loved ones could not be happy, then let no one in the world be happy! Zhuang Qin just kept pounding away, **with his face stained with fresh blood, there were no cries, no screams for help, nor even pleas for mercy, they didn't have this opportunity.

  Zhuang Qin was in control of his own rhythm, and all this was within his grasp. He felt a god-like presence, with sorrow, anger, and a hint of joy in his heart. When Zhuang Qin left the village, it was at the deepest hour of night. The torrential rain washed him clean from inside out, leaving no footprints behind.

  After entering the city, Zhuang Qin went to look for Mu Fangfei, but unexpectedly learned that she had already killed herself. This caused Zhuang Qin's calm plan to surrender to be replaced by a resurgence of his murderous heart, and he began his killing spree across six provinces.

  Zhuang Qin killed the village tyrant in order to keep the secret of Mu Fangfei's humiliation. He succeeded, and the police and media never noticed Mu Fangfei, even though she was no longer alive. The deaths of those villagers were because Zhuang Qin had been bullied by them before. But after that, all of Zhuang Qin's killings were irrational, purely for revenge against society, venting his hatred in his heart.

  Later, Zhuang Qin was captured. Under Yang Ming's hint, his body turned into a demon, and his memory was chaotic. He only remembered the humiliation of Mu Fangfei, the pleasure of killing, and the mocking smile of Yang Ming when he deceived him.

  "I hate you! Let me kill you!"

  Professor Yu suddenly woke up with a start, and saw that the face of Zhuang Qin, the corpse demon, was already stuck to the special glass, those eyes flashing with green fire staring tightly at himself. Professor Yu let out a scream, jumped back, and then leaned against the wall panting heavily.

  "Idiot! Come back quickly!"

  Tang Hong's name suddenly appeared on the eighth floor, she was walking in the corridor with a few people spraying pink foam, the static electricity in the air had been eliminated, Li Kechang and Sun Xiangshu retreated to the staircase in disarray. Professor Yu hastily ran back, behind him that specially made iron door began to be hit by the monsters locked inside, the sound was like thunder.

  "I hate you! Let me kill you!"

  The corpse demon's voice kept chasing after Professor Yu, making his legs go weak.

  This world really has demons, and what are called demons are those who are extremely disappointed with society. Their hearts have died, so they have nothing to fear. This world is their stage for slaughter, and the people walking in the streets are just meat on their plates. Morality has collapsed, and demons roam freely.

  After Li Kezhang and Sun Xiangshu were rescued, Tang Hongming was furious and scolded Sun Xiangshu for almost causing a disaster.

  "It was you who told me to take them for a spin..."

  "How dare you talk back! Write a 10,000-word self-criticism immediately, or else you're not allowed to participate in any project!"

  "That's too cruel..."

  "What else? Now add up to 20,000 words!"

  "Sorry about that, I said it earlier."

  Li Kezhang explained on the side, Tang Hongming glared at him and turned back to stare seriously at Sun Xiangshu.

  "What he said counts! 20,000 words, not a single word less!"

  Sun Xiangshu walked back to the lab with his head hung low in a dejected manner and went to eat instant noodles from a reaction vessel.

  "I just saw a corpse demon, his face was on the door, how did he break free?"

  Professor Yu suddenly asked, Tang Hong glanced at him with a bad temper and coldly snorted.

  "The corpse devil is still hanging on the wall, what you see is an illusion."

  "Is it an illusion? That time more than ten years ago in prison, was that also an illusion?"

  "I wasn't there at the time, how would I know?"

  Three people came to Tang Hongming's office, after sitting down, Tang Hongming casually turned over the photo frame on the table. This action was seen by Li Kechang. When Tang Hongming turned around to look for materials, he walked over and took a look. It was a group photo of the three of them when they were young, all smiling so brightly. This photo was on the desk of the three people, but under Tang Hongming's there was also a sentence.

  Years have passed since then, and now it's late in life, with only a faint shadow of the setting sun and a slanting moon shining on a lonely soul.

  Li Kechang suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and Tang Hongming also turned around. The two people avoided each other's gaze, while Professor Yu walked over, took the photo frame from Li Kechang's hand after seeing the words, and placed it properly.

  Those memories of love and hate flowed through the hearts of three people, with a hint of helplessness and a faint sadness.

  "I saw the Corpse Demon's memories, he killed people for his beloved woman, Mu Fangfei. This woman is already dead. However, she has a daughter named Nalili. Perhaps we should find her and unravel the Corpse Demon's heart knot."

  It was Professor who finally broke the silence and proposed a feasible plan.

  "It's better to just catch Yang Ming and throw him in as food for the corpse demon. Can't let this guy get off easy."

  Li Kechang said indignantly, if it weren't for Yang Ming and his boring experiment, how would the corpse demon appear in this world? However, Yang Ming's current identity is special. He is the actual controller of Qifeng Entrepreneurship Group. It's not easy to move him. If things go wrong, provincial and municipal leaders may intervene. If Qifeng Entrepreneurship falls, it will shake the foundation of the city's economy.

  "Mo Fangfei? Na Lili? Are you talking nonsense? Never mind, I'll send someone to investigate. If it's true, maybe it will be helpful."

  Tang Hong opened his mouth and stopped Li Kechang and Professor Yu's verbal sparring match just in time.

  Wang Nian had a nightmare and this was his third time waking up in fright that night.

  In his dream, a hand grasped him, slender fingers, fair skin, but icy cold without any temperature. Wang Nian remembered this hand, it was Gao Qin's, with the diamond ring he gave her still on her middle finger, the inner circle of the ring engraved with their two names.

  "Do you love me?"

  There was only one hand, no body, no head, a lonely voice that was both sad and eerie.

  "Do you love me?"

  Wang Nian hid everywhere and then woke up in a state of terror. This dream, however, stubbornly continued to appear, tormenting him.

  The night had just begun, Wang Nian sat up, staring at the pitch-black room, his mind equally dark, and then suddenly tears fell like rain, uncontrollable.

  How can I get through this long night?

  At the same time, Zhang Haiyang was lying quietly in bed with Lily in his arms, and he also couldn't sleep.

  His eyes had been thoroughly cleaned, but the scratches already existed and would heal in a few days. However, his vision was currently impaired to some extent. The wound on his shoulder had also been treated, and Lily's hands were very gentle, so he didn't feel any pain when she was cleaning and dressing it. Zhang Haiyang held the person who was curled up in his arms tightly, and a warm current surged through his heart. This girl, whom he had only known for a few days, gave him a feeling of having known her for many years. Was this love? He couldn't be sure.

  "Who are you?"

  Zhang Haiyang's hand gently stroked Lily's face, and Lily, who was asleep, leaned in like a kitten, tightly snuggling into Zhang Haiyang's arms. Zhang Haiyang felt as if there was a huge stone weighing on his heart, unable to move, he sighed, and lightly kissed Lily's cheek.

  Regarding the events of the day, Zhang Haiyang was extremely depressed. Despite having all the advantages, not only did he let Wang Nian, who was barely holding on to his life, escape, but he also got injured by him. It was truly a humiliating defeat. However, when thinking about what happened during the day, Zhang Haiyang felt a sense of confusion again. Who had severely injured Wang Nian? Why did he suddenly feel an urge to cry when following Bi Mu to that villa? There was a figure flashing in his mind, but he couldn't see the face clearly.

  "It's Gao Yun!"

  Zhang Haiyang suddenly sat up and startled Lili in his arms awake.

  "What's wrong?"

  "It's nothing, I just moved around a bit, my arm is numb."

  Lily half-opened her sleepy eyes and responded with a murmur, then snuggled back into Zhang Haiyang's arms to continue sleeping.

  That night Zhang Haiyang couldn't sleep again, his heart was filled with bitter memories of Gao Qian, although these memories didn't belong to him, they still brought tears to his eyes.