The airboat stopped on the side of the street, although there was a single-family three-story house in the No. 10 community, Fisher did not plan to go back in the near future, since he was ready to appear in front of the public as a representative of the will of the gods, it was not possible to live in a luxury car and a mansion, it was not in line with his character.

Therefore, after leaving the show, he went straight back to Jingxiang, and the assistant had already arranged a room for rest in advance.

"First find the girl who cooperated with me on the show just now, no matter what method you use, whether it is employment or persuasion, anyway, I will see her appear in front of me tomorrow, and organize a mission meeting as soon as possible, I have to let them know the value of this gossip mirror...... Wait, the preaching will be put on hold, you can find the people first. ”

Realizing that the thing in his hand was not his own for the time being, Fisher ended his orders to his subordinates with some irritation.

Stepping out of the car door, holding an umbrella and just a few steps out, the screen lit up again before the phone could be put back in his pocket.

"Hey, Mr. Fisher?"

In the shadows of the street corner, Zhu Jue's gaze stayed on Fisher's back.

"It's me, I already have eyebrows about the gossip mirror, I hope to ...... again"

Subconsciously thinking that the other party was asking for the gossip mirror, Fisher tried to delay time, and he clearly knew that he had to keep this treasure by his side.

"You misunderstood, in the past few days, my distant cousin invited me to Dawning City as a guest, so I took the liberty to contact you, hoping to leave the gossip mirror with you for the time being, don't you bother?"

Zhu Jue didn't plan to come back for the gossip mirror that he bought for a total of 200 yuan, on the contrary, he had to make sure that Fei She wouldn't run around with the gossip mirror, so he had this phone call.

"No trouble, of course no trouble, I will definitely keep it for you!"

Not to mention a few days, even if it is kept for a lifetime, he will not have any opinions.

"That's good, I still have some business, so I won't bother you. ”

"Goodbye. ”

ended the call in a flat tone as much as possible, and the next second he picked up the gossip mirror and kissed it fiercely, and the excitement completely occupied Fisher's mind, so that he couldn't spare more space to think about why Zhu Jue would put his "ancestral treasure" in his hands so rashly.

The oncoming cold wind no longer seemed to be so unbearable, the smell of burning candles that used to be disgusting was now even more pleasant, and the scattered snowflakes were also a little zen in the light of the lanterns hanging from the beams on both sides of the alleyway.

After taking a few steps forward, his eyes unconsciously fell on the two blue-gray statues placed at the end of the alleyway, on the left was the growth king holding a sword and looking at him angrily and farsightedly, and on the right was the king of the country holding the country with his left hand around the pipa, leaning sideways, and pressing down with his right hand.

In the middle of the day was a fluorescent sign that had been damaged earlier, but it had been repaired by the evening of this evening, and the pale green light was lined with a vermilion wall behind it, and a proverb was written in scribbled letters: Blessing is incomparable, and disaster is not a single line.

"Blessed to the ...... Hahaha, the words of the ancients are not so effective, or is it only effective for mortals, and it has nothing to do with people like me?"

Thinking of his "blessing" today, Fisher laughed and pushed the door into the courtyard, and when his figure disappeared into the alleyway, a black shadow flashed in front of the light sign at some point.

It just happened to cover the "blessing of the unequaled" on one side of the light sign, leaving only the other half of the "misfortune is not a single line"!

The rooms in Jing Lane are quite good places to fall in the No. 27 neighborhood, although the decoration tends to be simple because of religious culture, but simplicity does not mean simplicity, and there should be no less things.

Taking off his trench coat and hanging it behind the door, the heating in the room had already been turned on, Fisher held the remote control in his hand, twisted his neck back and forth to relax his spine, and walked to the desk next to the bed.

Pull out the chair and sit down, turn on the TV first, adjust to the religious channel to replay the interview program he just participated in, watch it for a while, nod with satisfaction with his previous performance, and put the gossip mirror in his arms on the table, and carefully wipe it with the silk cloth he just brought from the waiter, for fear that some dust will fall on it.

It's just that compared to the magical ability shown in the show, the current gossip mirror seems to have fallen silent, not only the black and purple mist on the mirror surface has dissipated completely, but it has lost the cold touch before holding it in your hand, but it is a little rough.

And without the black-purple mist, as a person who has been in the No. 27 community all year round, Fisher looked at this gossip mirror, how could it be a little like a stall produced by a small workshop, and the cost was only 20 federal coins......

"Heh, how is that possible, it must be a coincidence. ”

Denying the ridiculous thoughts that had arisen in his mind, the silk cloth in his hand stopped at the edge of the gossip mirror, where a string of tiny black characters was engraved.

Knock knock~

Just as Fisher was about to take a closer look, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Turning sideways to look at the door, Fisher pulled open the drawer and put the gossip mirror in first.

"Room service, sir. ”

"Don't bother me!"

"Okay, if needed, ...... Reception desk...... We ......"

The voice outside the door was at first a normal man's tone, but then it became intermittent, and the tone gradually became sharp and cold, and the whole paragraph stopped abruptly before it was finished.

Fisher, who had just turned around, was stunned, then turned around and looked at the porch, wanting to confirm whether he had auditory hallucinations just now, so he shouted, "What did you just say?"

This time, no one replied.

Quiet room, only the wind outside the window can be faintly heard.

Closing the drawer, he got up and walked to the porch, and the moment Fisher crossed the bed and stepped into the porch, it seemed that the feeling of falling on the edge of the cliff made him feel in a trance for a moment.

His body swayed forward, barely taking a step, and after a brief dizziness, Fisher wrinkled his brows and opened his eyes, the sight in front of him made him stunned, cold sweat involuntarily oozing from his forehead, and his face turned pale.

The sconces on either side of the porch went out at some point, and the door, which was only two steps away from Fisher, shrouded in shadow, and the disgusting reddish-brown clods of flesh growing from the handles and door panels discouraged him.

How so?

Wasn't everything still normal just now?

Crunch~

The sound of the doorknob twisting made Fisher shudder, and he turned and ran into the room without hesitation.

Having investigated the situation of the Awoken, he knew a little bit about what had happened in Thousand Sails City recently, the strange plague and the bone trees in the lower city, and he had even seen photos of the polluted area.

How similar is it to the scene in front of you?

Because of this, Fisher immediately guessed that it might be the disaster caused by the gossip mirror he revealed in the show before, he didn't expect to be remembered, after all, the function of this gossip mirror is so magical.

It's just that what Fisher didn't expect was that the other party came so quickly, and the means were even more weird!

Fisher may be a greedy person, but this does not mean that he is stupid, rushing forward is obviously not the right choice, and the sound of the door just now proves that the other party is likely to be outside the door.

The gossip mirror is the key!

The moment he left the porch, everything in the room returned to its original state, Fisher looked back at the porch where the lights were still on, did not dare to look back and try again, quickly ran to the desk and opened the drawer to take out the gossip mirror, and then stretched out his hand to the communicator next to the bed, ready to contact the front desk and ask them to call the police immediately.

Drip~

A short beep.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

The gentle female voice that came from the communicator almost moved Fisher to tears, but when he tried to speak, he could only let out a hard whimper......

A black-purple energy encircled Fisher's neck.

Suddenly tightened, and he burst into tears.

A pale palm crossed Fisher's shoulder, turning off the communicator.

"Your Excellency, why are you so vulnerable?"

A hoarse, sarcastic voice rang in my ears.

Fisher couldn't turn back, he could only tremble and raise his hands high, signaling himself to surrender, and even the gossip mirror in his arms fell to the ground.

"I guess you're scared too...... Aren't you able to absorb psionic energy with the Bagua Mirror, pick it up!"

His cold gaze locked on the gossip mirror on the ground, and he had to confirm that this instrument really had the miraculous effect shown in the show.

At this point, Fisher obviously had no qualifications to refuse, and bent down to pick up the gossip mirror with trembling, and according to the method that Zhu Jue had taught him before, he faced the mirror of the convex mirror to his neck.

It was at this moment, because this action narrowed the distance, that Fisher finally saw the characters on the edge of the mirror.

"madein Suzuki workshop ......"

Fisher knew about the Suzuki workshop, and the devotional would often go to their house to buy small items when they held small pujas.

Because it is a private workshop, as long as you have a good relationship, you can often get discounts.

Countless swear words filled Fisher's mind at this moment, and then turned into grievance and panic because of the death threat at his neck.

Now, telling the other party that this is actually a stall, I am afraid that he will be directly pressed to death, Fisher can only pretend to fiddle with the gossip mirror, for a long time, and yelled: "Imperial order, receive!"

Closing his eyes, Fisher expected a miracle to happen.

In the next second, his neck suddenly relaxed, and Fei She's heart was shocked, could this gossip mirror really be a treasure?

Sitting on the floor, he opened his eyes, and through the reflection of the communicator screen on the bedside table in front of him, he saw the black-purple mist around his neck rolling towards the black-robed man standing behind him.

This sudden situation seemed to be something that even the black-robed man hadn't expected, he froze in place, raised his hand to stop the fog, but it didn't have any effect at all, and he could only watch them turn into more than a dozen black and purple threads, wrapping themselves into a zongzi.

There was an explosion on the porch, followed by the sound of dense footsteps.

Fisher continued to stare at the screen, only to see a black shadow flashing on the porch, and in the blink of an eye, he pounced on the black-robed man behind him, raised his hand and punched him in the back, and the next second Fisher felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a rich bloody breath filled the wings of his nose.

This blow did not crush the black-robed man, his body writhed, and the body under the black-robed body swelled as if it blew, but unfortunately, before he could "swell" out, the man grabbed the back of his neck with his free hand and pressed it directly into the floor of the room.

Fisher could even feel the vibration of the floor and his overwhelmed moans.

"You don't seem to be strong as an oracle..... Oh, forgot to ask, are you scared now?"

More yin and yang words than the black-robed man said before came from behind him, and the voice sounded a little familiar.

At this time, he would definitely not dare to turn back, Fisher forcibly held his breath until his face turned red, and then he rolled his eyes and fell down to pretend to be dizzy.

"Mama Rong, where's the needle?"

Zhu Jue glanced at Fei She, who was pretending to be dizzy and couldn't control his panting, so he could only cooperate with his performance, pretending to turn a blind eye, and turned around and shouted.

"Who is Mama Yung?"

Gu Yinxing walked out of the porch with a syringe filled with a powerful sedative, her face full of doubts.