Zhang Youcheng stood at the door with his hands behind his back, expressionless, as if he was smiling just now, just Yang Ke's illusion. Yang Ke noticed that there seemed to be a silver light flashing on the corner of his mouth, as if something reflective was pressing on his face.

However, when Zhang Youcheng looked into the room, he turned his head, and when he turned back, the silver light was gone.

Yang Ke was a little surprised, why did he keep dazzling?

Seeing that Zhang Youcheng did not welcome him or made a move away from the door, he took the initiative to say, "Teacher Zhang, this is a gift I bought for my sister-in-law, and I don't know if my sister-in-law will like it."

Yang Ke handed the gift over to ease the atmosphere, but Zhang Youcheng did not answer, but turned his hand behind his back and said, "Come in, just put the gift on the table."

It seems that his anger has not yet subsided.

Having said that, how could Zhang Youcheng's expression be so calm?

Has he been used to this stench?

"Teacher Zhang, the smell at your home is a bit serious. Why don't I help you find out what the reason?"

Yang Ke thought that Zhang Youcheng had not found the source of the odor when cleaning the previous major, or something went wrong with his pipes.

If he can help him solve this problem, the previous offense might be written off.

Zhang Youcheng said with displeasure: "Smell? What's the smell?"

"Uh, nothing."

Yang Ke was simply shocked.

Zhang Youcheng's personality is too strange, right?

He had clearly sent messages to himself every day like writing a diary, but why did he treat him like this because of a small mistake in the blink of an eye?

It gives people the feeling that there are two extremes.

Yang Ke followed Zhang Youcheng into the living room of the villa. He noticed that only the living room in the villa had the lights on, and the lights were turned off in the other places.

"Why didn't you see my sister-in-law?"

"Isn't this to welcome you, she took her children to buy vegetables."

At this time, Zhang Youcheng's voice became much gentler again, and Yang Ke noticed that his expression had regained his smile.

This is the Zhang Youcheng that Yang Ke is familiar with. His expression means he has forgiven Yang Ke.

But the transformation from the front to back is too fast.

And the timing of the change is inexplicable.

Is it because he mentioned sister-in-law?

"Why are Editor Yang standing? Sit and sit down, you drink something, I'll get it for you."

"Oh, don't be too troublesome, I'll just drink plain water."

Seeing Zhang Youcheng so enthusiastic, Yang Ke was completely confused.

"We are all old friends. Why are you rude to me? I have bought some good Longjing recently. Please wait, I'll make a drink for you."

Zhang Youcheng pressed Yang Ke on the sofa and then went to make tea happily.

But when he walked from the light into the darkness, his body became a little hunched from straight.

The contrast between Zhang Youcheng's attitude before and after makes Yang Ke feel a little restless, and strangely, when Zhang Youcheng walked into the darkness, he seemed to see the silver light again.

The sound of cups colliding sounded in the kitchen, and at the same time, Yang Ke faintly heard Zhang Youcheng seem to be talking to himself.

He quietly got up and walked to a closer place. Just as he was about to eavesdrop on the wall, Zhang Youcheng had already walked out.

"Editor Yang, why are you getting up? Come on, the best Longjing, come and try it."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhang."

Yang Ke pretended to be innocent and sat back on the sofa. He looked at the steaming tea in the cup and suddenly found that there were also silver lights inside.

"Damn!"

"Hmm? Why, Editor Yang doesn't like tea?"

Zhang Youcheng still smiled very gently.

But at this moment, it was so strange in Yang Ke's eyes.

"Teacher Zhang, did you add anything to it when you made tea just now?"

"What else can I add besides adding tea? This kind of Longjing tea must be the purest. If you mix something else, it would be a waste."

Zhang Youcheng is still laughing.

What the hell is he laughing at?

And what is the silver light he has been seeing?

If it was just one or two times, it might be dazzled, but I have seen it three times!

"Why don't you drink? Drink."

"Uh, it's too hot, wait until it's cold before drinking."

"Good tea is to be drunk when it is hot, otherwise how can it be called tea tasting? Try it quickly. If you think it is good, I'll give you some more."

Zhang Youcheng's urging made Yang Ke a little uneasy.

After coming in, Zhang Youcheng kept laughing, which made Yang Ke always feel like he was hiding something.

Yang Ke suddenly thought, what kind of flower petals look so much like fingers?

Although he felt strange when he came in just now, he didn't think much about it. However, now he recalled all the details and found that there were too many suspicious points.

The sound of the doorbell swallowing in front of entering the door, the strange laughter, the petals in the yard are like flowers with fingers, the silver light that appears and disappears from time to time, and Zhang Youcheng's emotional change are all very suspicious.

No, it's even earlier.

Yang Ke stayed in the company for a day without any reaction, but he didn't respond. It was the same on the subway and on the street. Why did he suddenly start to shake wildly when he arrived at the door of Zhang Youcheng's house?

Although the sounds filled his mind at that time were unknown, the scene when the blood bottle necklace absorbed blood in the nightmare last night was likely to cause the blood bottle necklace to react.

Moreover, Yang Ke remembers that there are some silver particles in the blood absorbed by the blood bottle necklace.

In other words, if the three silver lights he saw were not metal, but something similar to some kind of blood.

Now think about the locations where these three silver lights appeared.

The first time, Zhang Youcheng's mouth.

The second time, Zhang Youcheng's shoulders.

The third time, in the teacup...

While thinking, Yang Ke subconsciously looked at the teacup in front of him and found that the silver light inside did not disappear like the two times before.

Blood, silver light...tea, water...

The scene of human and wolf eating flashed through Yang Ke's eyes. Could it be that it is food?!

It makes sense that the silver light at the corner of his mouth was licked by Zhang Youcheng.

How should I explain the silver light on my shoulders?

"Editor Yang? The tea is going to be cold."

Yang Ke thought for a long time without realizing it, and Zhang Youcheng was a little impatient, so he reminded him.

"Oh, OK."

Yang Ke brought the teacup to his mouth, and then he saw Zhang Youcheng clenching his fists tightly, and the hair on the back of his hand was also a bit outrageous.

"He is looking forward to me drinking the tea."

He put the teacup to his mouth for a while, then put it on the coffee table again and said, "Teacher Zhang, I suddenly thought of a horror theme. I want you to help me close it and see if it is suitable for the request for manuscripts."

Zhang Youcheng's mouth twitched a little, and his smile began to become far-fetched: "What subject?"

"Well~ Cannibalism, for example, a dog is a world where smart creatures are, but there are often situations where they eat and kill each other. It should be very interesting to look at the perspective of a dog."
Chapter completed!