The inner demon? Xiao Wu stood there blankly, with the water in the faucet rushing. He rushed into the bathroom like a whirlwind. The door was too late to close, and the sound of running water seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet night.

"Young Master, what happened?"

The old maid walked out of the room in clothes and met Xiao Wu's angry face. The old maid was so scared that she stopped and whispered: "Young Master..."

Xiao Wu woke up slowly from the confusion. When he saw the woman standing at the door, he immediately shouted: "Get out!"

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

The old servant asked dumbly.

Xiao Wu shouted at the top of his lungs: "Let's go, go, don't look at me."

He covered his face with both hands, not wanting to see anyone.

Xiao Wu is in a panic now. He is worried that he will do something unforgivable by the inner demon.

When the old servant saw that Xiao Wu's face was wrong, he was frightened by his scolding smile. He hurriedly turned around and ran to his room. Xiao Wu squatted helplessly on the ground, drizzled all over. He hugged his head with both hands and recalled painfully everything before he got drunk, but he couldn't remember anything.

It’s a vase, it must be the reason for that vase!

When the bell rings at the door of the shop in Weihan, Xiao Wu walked in with a pale face.

Dunzi had already had enough breakfast and returned to his squirrel appearance. He held his stomach and swung around the bell. Seeing Xiao Wu's face was wrong, he was so scared that he jumped into a big belly jar with only his little head and black eyes staring at Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu seemed to have not seen so many moves in Dunzi, and walked backwards.

"Yeah, what gust of wind has blown you." Ye Xian was drinking tea. Seeing Xiao Wu's face turned pale, he waved and joked.

Xiao Wu didn't speak, walked straight to Ye Xian without having to sit down, and then asked hoarsely: "What's going on with that vase? Tell me clearly."

Ye Xian spread his hands: "I told you that it is a vase that can trigger the inner demon and can release the pressure in a person's heart. If that person always wears a mask... haha, that's fun." Ye Xian's face was full of laughter, as if he saw something extremely fun.

"What will happen?"

Xiao Wu's voice trembled and his lips were trembling.

Ye Xian looked at Xiao Wu's expression so strange, and sighed deliberately: "Oh, that's hard to describe."

It's hard to describe it! It's hard to describe it! Xiao Wu's heart slowly sinks. He dares not think or ask again. He sits blankly until Zhao Nan walks in with a rag. Seeing Xiao Wu sitting like an old monk entering meditation, he asks curiously: "Xiao Wu, are you here early in the morning just to meditate here?"

Xiao Wu nodded and shook his head, looking confused.

"Huh..." Ye Xian stood up, "Xiao Wu, don't scare me, is this still you?" Xiao Wu in Ye Xian's eyes sometimes is sarcastic, sometimes full of feelings and righteousness. When did he become like a half-dead person?

Xiao Wu covered his face with both hands and said helplessly: "God, I might be caught!"

Ye Xian clapped his hands and smiled, "Is he hit it? Did he win once? Which girl from the family?"

Zhao Nan was wiping the rag and wiping the antique shelf on the side. He heard Ye Xian ask this and laughed: "You really... can't say it."

"Shut up if you can't say it." Ye Xian glared at him angrily, "Didn't I see Xiao Wu looking half-dead, teasing him? Xiao Wu, what happened?" Ye Xian thought of Xiao Wu's question just now, and asked hurriedly, "Did you touch that bottle and trigger the inner demon?"

"Yes, I regret it. Why do I have to ow my hands? I spent an afternoon repairing the bottle when I saw the simplicity of shape. Why do I have to ow my hands so much? What should I do now? I'm really worried... I'm really worried."

"What are you worried about? What are you doing?"

Ye Xian looked at Xiao Wu up and down, and saw that his face was full of pain, he asked in a low voice: "Is it because he slept with someone else's girl or..."

"I might have killed someone."

Xiao Wu finally said it.

"Ha, this can still make you worry like this."

Ye Xian sat down with a smile and leaned back: "Zhao Nan, do you remember how many people you killed? It's all about people that are not human."

Zhao Nan shook his head: "For so many years, who remembers those things? If you kill them, you will be killed. Anyway, I think I deserve to die. Why do I think so much?"

"Look, Xiao Wu is like this. Actually, I don't know how many people or monsters died at my hands. If you kill them, you should kill them. As long as those people are not good people, you should kill them. Well, maybe there are those who shouldn't die, but people cannot be resurrected. Fortunately, the ones who die are others. We live well and our lives are so beautiful. Why bother to think of those who have them or not?"

"You!" Xiao Wu shouted angrily, "Are you a little human?

"Hahaha." Ye Xian and Zhao Nan laughed in unison. Xiao Wu was stimulated by them and held his head with his hands: "I really may have killed someone, but the ones who killed were still innocent people."

Ye Xian and Zhao Nan looked at each other, and when they saw Xiao Wu's pain, Ye Xian asked, "You just doubt that it may not be really murderous. That vase will summon the inner demons of a person's heart, and the inner demons may also be your fantasy. You may hate this person at a certain moment and want to kill this person. That's all, don't worry." Ye Xian rarely comforted someone so warmly and softly, but today, Xiao Wu is on the verge of collapse and can't listen at all.

"Impossible, I woke up with blood in my hands. I was like this yesterday, and I still did today. I don't know who I killed last night."

Zhao Nan interrupted: "Who did you hate the most yesterday?"

The person I hated the most yesterday, Xiao Wu couldn't help but say, "It's the reporter from Hujiang Evening News." Ye Xian raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Nan. Both of them felt that Xiao Wu was really having a problem.

"If that person is not dead today, it will be just a nightmare, don't worry."

Zhao Nan tried his best to comfort him.

Xiao Wu never walked out when it was cold, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and his whole body was covered in hunch.

I don't know how long I walked, but suddenly a jeep stopped creakingly opposite him.

"Boss, something happened."

Long Sanyu poked his head out and his tone was anxious.

Xiao Wu's heart seemed to be pinched by someone's hand, and he couldn't even expose his anger. He stared at Long Sanyu, watched his lips twitch, and said word by word: "The reporter from Hujiang Evening News is dead."

Xiao Wu was like a drowning man. He wanted to try his best to grab a straw, but he still asked dullly: "Which reporter?"

"It was the one who took a photo yesterday and had a dispute with you. At that time, you were furious and said you wanted to deal with him."

Long Sanyu got out of the car and looked at Xiao Wu. The latter looked confused and showed a smile that was even worse than crying: "Is he really dead?"

Long Sanyu took out an envelope and handed it to Xiao Wu: "Boss, all my savings are here, you go."

Xiao Wu shook his hand away: "Do you doubt me?"

"Boss, I don't want to doubt you, but all this... It's so strange."

Xiao Wu walked towards Weihan Shi and said as he walked, "I told you, I didn't... deliberately go to kill someone."
Chapter completed!