"Zhang Wei, why did you choose to be a warlock in the first place?" Bai Lian asked.

There is still a distance for the motorcycle to drive from the train station to the hot spring hotel, and Bai Lian feels that this time is going to be wasted, which is too much of a loss, so he simply took the initiative to find some topics to talk about.

"What about you, why did you choose to be a writer?" Zhang Wei asked in a friendly tone.

"Me? There's no particular reason for that, it's just that a lot of times, I feel lonely, and only when I'm writing, I feel a lot more comfortable, and I feel like there's a group of people waiting for me, hoping that I can tell them stories, and I don't feel like a girl that no one understands. Bai Lian said softly, as if he was saying it to Zhang Wei, and as if he was talking about his heart.

"I see, do you still feel that way now?" Zhang Wei asked.

"Well, sometimes it feels... Until you said it. Bai Lian said expectantly.

Zhang Wei was silent for a moment, and said: "Loneliness is at least loud, but at some point in my past, I was even too scared to open my ears to listen to the sound of this world, I have heard too many people shouting, crying, despairing, and I have also heard the nervousness in my heart to suffocation, in that kind of world, I am not qualified to be lonely, and even the hope of living is so small, so small that I feel like a marginal person abandoned by this world, and I am a redundant role in this world..."

Bai Lian was also silent, she never thought that behind Zhang Wei's politeness, there was a dark background.

"Can you tell me?" Bai Lian asked softly.

"My family left very early, and before the master found me, I had been adrift for more than seven years, and I had met and seen a lot, so I also made a secret vow during that time, but if I had some ability, I would not let other children feel such cruelty, which is why I chose to be a warlock. After Zhang Wei finished speaking, he smiled bitterly.

And as Zhang Wei finished speaking, the sky seemed to be relieved, and he only felt a cool breeze blowing in his face, which made the atmosphere much better.

Bai Lian didn't know what to say at the moment, so he gently patted Zhang Wei's shoulder.

"So we're quite alike. Bai Lian muttered softly, at this moment Zhang Wei was no longer the untouchable boy in front of Bai Lian's eyes, he began to become flesh and blood, just like another self, he was never high...

"That's different, are you sure you didn't become a writer because you made a lot of money?" Zhang Wei teased.

This atmosphere broke in seconds, Bai Lian patted Zhang Wei's shoulder fiercely, and then the two laughed...

At this time, Zhang Wei's mobile phone suddenly rang, and this time it was not a text message.

Zhang Wei hurriedly found a place to stop the motorcycle, and when he saw that it was still a garbled number, he immediately knew who was calling him.

"Hey. Zhang Wei answered.

"The guardian is back, please hurry up, or your friends in the hospital will be in danger. It was a faint robotic voice on the phone that was pieced together, and Zhang Wei knew that it was the spirit.

"Shen Fengling, are you scaring me?" Zhang Wei was most annoyed by others threatening him.

"Just protect yourself, come quickly, stop the guardian, I naturally won't touch a single hair of your friend. The spirit said in a strange electronic voice.

"Got it. Zhang Wei said.

"Arrived in ten minutes, please. "The spirit is both a threat and a pray, which makes people feel strange.

Zhang Wei also understands the concerns of this spirit, indeed if the master goes, he must be brought to the heavens to deal with it, I heard that most of the disposal methods of this spirit are to be imprisoned in the demon tower and let it destroy itself, Zhang Wei has always felt that this method is cruel, after all, it is also conceived by spirituality, and it is not good to directly define it as a demon.

"What are you going to do? It's still a long way off, after all. Bai Lian asked.

"There's only one way. Zhang Wei smiled mysteriously.

Di Xiaohong kept fiddling with her mobile phone at the height of the village, and she never saw Bai Lian replying to herself on the blog, so she thought that there should be a problem with the Internet.

"Dad, when are we going back to Maple City?" Bai Lian looked very anxious.

"Are you in a hurry? Why do you have to pass tomorrow, tomorrow you have to take up the position of elder of the Mera witches, and we can only go back after these rituals are over. Lao Di said.

"But Dad, have you asked for my opinion, why don't you let Aunt Dan take the role?" Di Xiaohong complained.

"I'm not happy to give you a promotion, your Aunt Dan was not born in the Wu clan after all. After Lao Di finished speaking, he unconsciously took a puff of cigarette.

Di Xiaohong thought that she had to stay for one more day, and let Zhang Wei and Bai Lian stay for another day, she felt a lot more anxious, and just saw Lao Di committing a taboo again, so she dragged Lao Di's cigarette and put it on the ground, and said, "Don't forget what my mother told you." ”

Then a few more kicks were added.

Lao Di's hand holding the cigarette was still retained, and he almost cried, and said aggrievedly: "This is the fairy grass that your Uncle Zhang brought me in the heavens..."

However, Di Xiaohong looked at the sky, her face full of anxiety and melancholy, and automatically blocked Lao Di's voice.

"Alas, forget it, I heard that there are often spirits hidden in this fairy grass, so let's step on a spirit to death. Lao Di comforted himself.

"People didn't mess with you, why did you step on him?" Di Xiaohong instinctively scolded, not knowing what he was talking about.

However, this unintentional sentence was consistent with Zhang Wei's mind at this moment.

A motorcycle with a dragon's tail descended from the sky and stopped steadily on the hillside behind the hot spring hotel, fortunately no one saw it, and after parking, the black dragon scales and dragon tail gradually dissipated into smoke and flew back into Zhang Wei's body.

Zhang Wei and Bai Lian got off the motorcycle, Bai Lian was fine, but Zhang Wei's hair directly became a storm!

"That's why you woke me up?" asked the turbid dragon Yura helplessly in Zhang Wei's heart.

"This matter is very important, thank you seniors for helping!" Zhang Wei responded in his heart.

"There can't be a next time... Otherwise, I'll leave at any time!" said the cloudy dragon, very unhappy.

"Okay, senior!" Zhang Wei hurriedly said respectfully.

"Hmph!" the turbid dragon let out a breath, and then there was no more sound.

Zhang Wei sighed, but Bai Lian was not idle, and the two lizards in the backpack behind him were also complaining, saying that they had changed from a motorcycle to an airplane without consent, and protested for this!

At this time, Zhang Wei's mobile phone rang again, and Zhang Wei knew that the spirit had already arrived at the hotel.

Lao Zhang set up a small wooden table not far from the hot spring hotel, sipped tea, looked down, and was still holding a copy of "Daomen Speech" in his hand, but this book was pitch black, and the text in it was still formed by printing technology a long time ago, and it looked extremely simple.

There are many differences between the book and the new edition, the most different is that this "Daomen Speech" records many forbidden cultivation methods without scruples, as well as many sequelae and consequences, so this version of "Daomen Speech" has been tampered with by the predecessors of the art world a long time ago.

But Lao Zhang didn't know when and where he got this book, and it was that one that he turned to at the moment, called Fu Forbidden Technique.

The text mentioned is also very similar to the resurrection technique summarized by Liu Baiqian before, and it is also mentioned here that the forbidden decision of "borrowing" the power of others with charms, it is no wonder that Feng Qian was able to clearly know how to "borrow" the power of the moonlight shaman at that time.

And Lao Zhang was not interested in these rituals and Taoist decisions at the moment, but turned the book to the aftermath of forbidden arts.

I saw that it was written, "Spells or borrowing other people's strength, life, internal qi, etc., are all forbidden techniques, and those who use forbidden techniques without permission will have improper internal qi, and it is easy to give birth to evil monsters, which is called spirits..."

"Brother Zhenyuan Dao, it seems that he has already been involved in this matter, so he will borrow this book to me, if a person becomes enlightened, this chicken dog can also ascend to heaven, not to mention the spirit born of this Danqi. It's a pity that even if you can get pregnant, you are still a demon, and if you ask others for help, the ending is decided, and it depends on how you break free?" Lao Zhang said to himself, but at this moment, everyone looked at the overall situation, but he was full of confidence.

After watching Zhang Wei and Bai Lian enter the hotel, the turbid viscous golden human figure flew down from the city shield to the second floor of the hotel, but at this time, he was still vigilant and looked behind the mountain, although he felt abnormal, but he couldn't see any figure.

After the spirit entered the hotel, Lao Zhang gently took off the invisibility charm, and then continued to sip tea, watching with interest.