When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

Inside the prison of the heart,

The young man, who had been having nightmares, woke up at some point and walked out of the cage with a blank expression.

The madman who had been running rampant outside was once again imprisoned inside, tightly bound by steel shackles.

Two people who are almost identical, but have completely opposite temperaments, meet again.

The two extreme opposing emotional fluctuations of calm rationality and evil madness collided once again.

There will be no next time.

Su Ming stared indifferently at the madman, ignoring his furious roars and madness, and left the dark shadows deep within his heart.

I just had a nightmare, and this guy managed to sneak out and cause so much trouble. In the end, he was the one who had to clean up the mess.

The beast, now locked back in its cage, was no longer the elegant and frenzied creature it once was. A clear slash mark and thick black aura emanated from its neck.

At this moment, all he felt was furious anger and roaring, as he kept pounding on the cage in front of him.

[Su! Ming!]

.....

West District Cemetery.

All eyes were now fixed on Su Ming, stunned.

Especially when they saw his evil head that had been cut off, they were momentarily stunned and didn't react.

He was just a moment ago looking like a terrifying, evil, and insane boss, how did he suddenly cut off his own head?!

What's going on?!

This isn't how you commit suicide!

One second he was about to chop up the stupid dog, the next second he chopped himself up.

That's a bit creepy!

The Chinese audience outside the country was completely bewildered.

The older members of the Bureau of Ghost Stories almost passed out from the shock.

Even the owner of the western cemetery, who was almost caught red-handed, was somewhat at a loss, unsure whether to be overjoyed or not...

If the other party suddenly commits suicide, wouldn't the "prey" be able to breathe a sigh of relief?

"Waaaaah..."

At this moment, the most panicked one was undoubtedly the silly dog ​​who was closest to him.

At that moment, it witnessed its "master" committing suicide and the evil human head rolling down in front of it. It collapsed on the spot and fell to the ground.

At that moment, its first thought was to commit suicide and follow its owner.

However, what happened next was something that everyone would never forget.

"I'm not dead yet!"

The evil head that had rolled onto the ground suddenly spoke.

The dog's "suicide" act stopped instantly, and it stared blankly at the human head in front of it.

Surprisingly, Su Ming, whose head had been severed, began to move.

In full view of everyone, he picked up the evil head that had rolled off the ground and put it back on.

An invisible blessing appeared, and the horrific wound that had been slashed away disappeared.

He even twisted his neck, as if he was trying to readjust.

[Family Blessing: You have received the blessing of a family of three from the world of ghost stories, wishing the wanderer far from home safety. You will gain the ability of "Protection" once, granting immunity to one fatal attack. This ability refreshes every twenty-four hours.]

It's likely that the family of three in the first instance world never imagined that Su Ming would use this ability at this time.

Having just had his head chopped off, he was now fully recovered.

This undoubtedly takes the horror effect to the extreme.

Let's not even talk about the ghost story dungeons.

Many people outside the area were so frightened that they fainted on the spot.

However, Su Ming ignored those "insignificant" matters at the moment and instead focused his attention on the three dark tombstones and the silly dog ​​in front of him. He still had to clean up the mess.

His keen sense of smell allowed him to clearly detect the strong stench of urine on the tombstone, and he promptly slapped the dog's head in front of him.

"You peed on its grave?!"

After receiving a familiar slap, the silly dog's dazed eyes gradually returned to normal, and he instantly became extremely excited, nodding frantically like a lapdog.

That familiar scent, that familiar tone, that familiar force...

This is my true master...

The way it was now was a stark contrast to when it encountered the beast before, when it was hesitant and timid.

The huge dog head let out a mournful whimper, constantly reaching out to rub against its owner. Even after being slapped several times, it still wore a smug smile and kept its head propped up.

"Stop pissing on other people's graves!"

After seeing the silly dog's docile and submissive appearance, Su Ming's anger dissipated.

That's a stupid dog.

What's there to argue about?

Besides, he was partly to blame.

He had already figured things out by now.

The whole thing was caused by a silly dog ​​urinating on the head of the owner of the West Cemetery.

Because of Su Ming, the other cemeteries were very wary of the silly dog ​​and chose to tolerate it.

But the owner of the western cemetery didn't tolerate it. He attacked when the idiot dog pointed a gun at him.

And so, what happened next...

Of course, if it weren't for that madman "Beast" suddenly appearing and interfering, things probably wouldn't have escalated to this extent!

At this moment, the owner of the West Cemetery also realized that Su Ming might have returned to normal, and that the madman might have been suppressed. Suddenly, his courage returned.

The previously silent, eerie wind began to howl again.

From beginning to end, it was the victim in this whole affair.

Should good people be allowed to have guns pointed at them?

For no reason at all, I took a nap, got peed on, took a hot shower, hit a stupid dog, and attracted a madman who wanted to chop it up.

It's been so frustrated!

The howling of the gusts of cold wind sounded like a silent interrogation.

If it were that madman from before, it certainly wouldn't dare.

But if you put it in a different person, it will regain its courage.

Seeing that the owner of the West Cemetery dared to disturb its reunion with its owner, the silly dog ​​became furious and immediately started barking and barking back.

As the master's second-in-command, what's wrong with marking out territory?!

If you're not happy, then bite me!

These two brilliant strategists, one filled with anger and apprehension, the other emboldened by his master's power, engaged in a fierce and evenly matched exchange of insults.

"Shut up, all of you!"

Su Ming's words instantly silenced the two brilliant strategists.

He expressionlessly slapped the dog's head across the face, suppressing it.

His gaze was fixed directly on the owner of the western cemetery, his tone cold and hard.

"I can discipline my dog ​​myself, but it's no one else's place to discipline it. If it makes a mistake, that's my job to deal with it. It's not your place to interfere. If you touch it, you've crossed a line!"

"Two choices: either let it go and pretend it never happened."

"Either one of us dies today, and then we'll call it quits."