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In a hidden casino in Chinatown, the lights are dim and smoky.

Noisy human voices, the sound of dice shaking, and the crackling of chips are all mixed together to create a unique atmosphere. In this environment, human reason is clouded, the spirit is distorted, and the blood in the body flows rapidly.

At the largest table, an Asian man stares intently at the dealers and other gamblers, trying to find a flaw. He had a lot of chips in front of him, roughly estimated to be more than 100,000 dollars.

They bet on five cards, also known as stud.

The gameplay is very simple and clear, using 28 playing cards, taking spades, hearts, grass flowers, squares of four suits of 8, 9, 1o, J, Q, k, A to play. The number of players can be 2 or 4 people.

This is a very elaborate fight, and the winner gets all the chips on the table. If you make a mistake, you risk losing all your money you have won. On the other hand, accurate judgment may also win all of other people's money at once.

The game in front of them is the most critical game. The winner will get the ultimate victory, and the loser will have nothing.

"Open the cards! Open the cards! ”

"Wow, three of a kind A plus one pair of 1O! It's a big deal, I'm afraid no one wins! ”

"Haha, I think you should lose, look at me four 8s!"

"Hey, kid over there, can you open the cards?"

The crazy old man didn't come out to gamble with his true face, but those gamblers were already familiar with the Asian. Because during this time, he can always be seen in this casino.

Lao Ba's eyes glanced at each other coldly, and he didn't speak yet. There was already a man squeezed in next to him.

The man leaned over and whispered a few words in the ear of the eighth.

I saw the crazy old eight slap the cards on the table and said loudly: "You have seen his traces?" ”

The other gamblers, regardless of what was important to him, clamored for him to finish the game before leaving.

"Open the cards!"

"That's right, if you don't open the cards, you'll be sentenced to give up!"

The crazy old man smiled, turned over the cards he slapped on the table, and immediately someone exclaimed: "Straight flush!" ”

Yes, the card in the eighth hand is a straight flush of spades. This now compares all the other people's cards.

"You put all the chips on the table and give them all to you!" The crazy old man patted the person who reported the news, and in his opinion, instead of spending time picking up chips and exchanging them for huàn money, it was better to deal with his own affairs as soon as possible.

The messenger was overjoyed, and hurriedly stuffed the note in his hand to the eighth child, which was written the last place where the target appeared.

Once you have the information you need. The crazy old man didn't look back, and walked straight out of the casino. He looks calm on the outside, but in fact, the flame of hatred has already burned in his heart.

After waiting for that, finally waiting for the opportunity for revenge.

Although the organization warned him not to look for Alex's troubles again. But he didn't say that he couldn't find that Wang Lung, in his eyes. It was this guy who killed Kane.

As long as he killed Wang Lung, he would also avenge Kane.

Alex, who was now the king reel, was in a small town in southern Louisiana, a humid and rainy region of swamps and river valleys.

Just arrived in town. Alex sensed that there was something different about the people here.

Just from the looks of it. They are very normal, just like ordinary Americans.

However, from the mental state and soul level, it seems that the people here have all kinds of problems in their hearts, either extremely manic or very gloomy.

Manic people are prone to impulsive and irreparable mistakes, and usually many murderers are such people.

Gloomy people are prone to self-pity and self-pity, and when they encounter setbacks, they can easily commit suicide.

There are actually quite a few such people, and Alex often encounters this kind of person in New York City.

At first, he was only vaguely aware of other people's feelings, but gradually he was able to understand each other's psychological conditions more deeply.

In his eyes, those who are strong in their hearts feel like a hard stone. A positive person feels like a flame to him. The manic man feels like a monster who can choose someone to devour at any time. The gloomy man feels like a black mist of different shapes to him.

Generally speaking, there are all kinds of emotional changes in normal people, but those are only momentary feelings, and they will soon be reversed and corrected. As for the abnormal state that has always been there, it is very abnormal.

In a big city, if you meet one or two out of ten people who are in such an abnormal state, that's nothing, and it's a relatively common thing.

But in a small town, everyone has one kind or another problem, and it is very strange.

"Looks like there's something unknown in this town!" Alex thought to himself.

When he was about to walk into a modest dining room, there were bright red lines in the doorway, sprinkled with a special kind of red powder.

He stared at the red line for a moment, unsure whether to walk in or not.

He knew that it was a sorcery used by the owner of the house to protect the people inside, an enchantment to prevent some evil wizards from entering. It is said that a sorcerer with a malicious heart will not be able to cross the guò line, otherwise he will suffer terrible consequences.

"Young people! You don't have to be afraid, this kind of thing won't work for you! ”

A black woman passed by him and noticed Alex looking at the red line. She kindly explained: "As long as you don't believe or have no ill will towards the people in the house, you can go in!" ”

Alex looked at the woman and was surprised to see that the sensation emanating from her was completely different from the others. Most of the people here were manic or gloomy at heart, but the black woman in front of her had no such feeling at all, nor did she look like a stone or a flame. It's more like water.

Gentle and friendly, well, that's the feeling.

Alex followed the woman inside. There was a black man with a gloomy face inside, and even ordinary people could see that his love was terrible.

The black woman calmly said to the black man, "Sandor, haven't you done what I asked you to do?" ”

"Nope!"

"And what do you think?"

"I won't sell this store, you're dead!"

The black man stared at the woman viciously, and almost rushed up to do it. I heard the black woman sigh and say, "Okay, whatever you want!" However, the ...... on your body It's not easy! ”

She was in the process of speaking. suddenly remembered that there were outsiders on his side, so he deliberately said vaguely and left without finishing speaking.

By this time, Alex had almost figured it out, and it turned out that there was a conflict between the two of them, and it seemed that it had something to do with this small shop. It's just that what he doesn't understand is why when the owner of the house has already cast a spell on the house. Why did this black woman still come in?

When he said this question and asked the black man, the other party was stunned for a moment, and then said with a gloomy face: "It's none of your business, get out!" ”

After saying that, the black man also moved into the kitchen. Never came out again. However, another younger black woman was seen, who seemed to be a waitress at the hotel or someone else.

Alex, who was bored with himself, touched his nose and was about to leave here and look for something to eat elsewhere.

"This guest. You also seem to know something about the witchcraft of our blacks? The black woman said.

"Oh, I don't know. It's just that a black friend of mine is working on this. He had told me about this sorcery barrier that protected against evil. But ......"

"But what you see is different from what you imagined, isn't it?"

Alex nodded, and he said, "Maybe the woman just now didn't mean it, maybe I was mistaken......"

The young black woman sneered, "You're not mistaken, she's the one who cast the witchcraft spell on my father, and she's my father's sister at the same time. She competed with my father for the family's inheritance, which is the restaurant you see. ”

"Huh? So why can't the barrier to protect against evil keep her out? ”

"You probably don't know much about witchcraft. That barrier to protect against evil actually has limitations, and it does have an effect for those who have evil thoughts, and for someone like my aunt who is proficient in witchcraft, it only needs to adjust the love xù to break it. ”

Hearing this explanation, Alex immediately became interested, and he discussed the matter with the black woman, only to realize that the original barrier to protect against evil can only determine whether the person who enters is malicious or not. If, like the black woman just now, you adjust your mood first, and then empty your evil thoughts, you can walk in and out at will.

"So, in fact, this witchcraft is aimed at the identification of human spirits?" Alex thought to himself.

He ordered something to eat from the black woman, and then asked about Justifa and the white family.

"You mean the Pust family?" The black woman asked.

The Puster family is the white owner of Justifa's service, and it seems that they are quite famous in this town. When Alex asked for a name, the other party immediately reacted and knew who it was referring to.

"Yes, did you know that there is a black servant in the Puster family, Justifah?" Alex asked.

The black woman bit her lip, looked left and right, and whispered, "Sir, don't ask the Puster family and Justifa in such a place, it's a taboo for us!" ”

"Taboo? Why? Alex pressed on, and this time the black woman refused to speak.

Seeing this, Alex certainly couldn't give up lightly, he thought about it, took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and put it in the woman's hand.

"You just have to tell me what you know, and the money will be yours."

This stack of banknotes is almost more than a thousand dollars, which is already a huge amount of money for ordinary people in this era. The black woman was really a little surprised, and her eyes also revealed a wavering look. After a while, she finally succumbed to the charm of money and pulled Alex into a no-man's corner.

There were very few people in this shop, at least Alex didn't see anyone coming to eat. He thought that the black woman was doing this. That's a lot to do. But he didn't resist, but walked to the corner very cooperatively.

"Don't tell anyone that I'm suing you!" That's the first thing the young black woman said.

Alex nodded. He's not a talkative person, and he can't have anything to do with the people in this town. How could he run away and tell someone about such a thing.

After getting Alex's assurance, the black woman told everything she knew.

It turned out that the Puster family once relied on the slave trade to make their fortunes, and they used to be the owners of this land. However, because of their cruel methods, many black slaves soon escaped or resisted, and soon their families fell into the middle of the road. To make matters worse, during the Civil War. The family sent many relatives to the war, but all of them died, leaving only the current lineage to survive.

The Puster family was also suspicious of black witchcraft in the process of contact with black slaves, and had set up many witchcraft altars in the manor before Justifa became their servant.

As for Justifah, when he first arrived in town. It was as a master of witchcraft. He soon attracted the attention of the locals, especially the Puster family, who paid more attention to him and invited him to visit the estate for a while.

"It's just that what I didn't expect was that Justifa, who was originally a VIP, would succumb to slavery and join the Puster family!"

"How did I hear that Justifa had a crush on some black maid of the Puster family. That's why he was willing to be a slave? ”

The black woman, who was also unaware of such an anomaly, could only express her opinion: "I have heard that Justifa has been subjected to witchcraft so that he has to become a slave of others. “

"Is that an exaggeration? No matter how capable Justifa is, the Puster family doesn't have to take him as a servant, right? ”

Alex said he didn't believe it. Could it be that Justifa is a wizard genius, or perhaps a great value. That's why the Puster family would put so much effort into subduing such a servant?

In response to this question, the black woman explained: "You may not know much about the power of witchcraft, but you know, a master of witchcraft like Justifa is a talent that is rare in a hundred years. ”

"Forget it, you better go on!" Alex was still a little unconvinced, but he didn't dwell on it.

Then Justifa worked hard for the Pust family, but he didn't expect his efforts to bring greater suspicion, because his witchcraft power was too strong, so the Puster family master was very uneasy about him. Justifa secretly cursed the male head of the Puster family to death, and then not long after, he was also paralyzed by the people of the Puster family......"

"Then why can't we talk about them?"

"It is said that the soul of the owner of the Pust family is roaming the town, and anyone who dares to talk about the Pust family will invite misfortune. I've heard several of these things, what a hateful white man, who still has to embarrass us when he dies! ”

What was going on, how was it completely different from the information Alex had investigated. If it weren't for the fact that the black woman in front of him met by chance, maybe he would have suspected that the other party was sent by the enemy. Thinking of this, Alex was moved in his heart, planning to copy the other party's puppet to see if he could find out if there was any problem.

He touched the other party's body under the pretext, then took his leave and got up to leave, found a hidden place to sit down, and entered the mental space.

Inside the space, a black woman's puppet has been activated. He asked a few questions, then checked the other party's memory, and sure enough, it was similar to what he had just asked. It's just that in the process of descripting, the black woman deliberately embellished the matter of Justifa and added some of her own opinions.

"Maybe this is a rumor circulating in the local area, and in the process of circulation, it has lost its original face. Looks like I'm going to have to find a chance to sneak into Puster Manor. ”

With a plan in mind, Alex stopped going to the town to inquire about the Puster family, and he found a small hotel and asked for a room to stay there.

During his time in the town, he slowly figured out why the people here were in a bad mental state, and it turned out that they had always been exposed to witchcraft-related things. For example, witchcraft books, witchcraft legends, witchcraft items, etc., in the process of contact, it will have a subtle impact on their spirits, and some people will involuntarily understand and learn, and still use them in daily life.

Generally speaking, witchcraft is a double-edged sword, hurting others before hurting oneself.

People who can really master witchcraft will not be harmed by witchcraft, for example, like the black woman, she can control witchcraft very well and use it against other people. More people like Chuck and Little Richard, who are a prime example of how they messed themselves up before they used witchcraft.

After talking to so many people about witchcraft and meeting the victims of witchcraft firsthand, Alex had a rough guess about it. He believes that witchcraft is not just a psychological suggestion, but also involves something at the soul level.

Although he has no way to use sorcery, he has a way to defend against it, and that is to build a thick barrier outside his mind so that those harmful sorcery cannot cause damage on the soul level.

"It's like that black woman, she must have a way to protect her soul, otherwise she wouldn't be as healthy as she is now."

Alex was a bit interested in finding the woman and copying the other person's soul information to learn some of the mysteries of witchcraft.

It's just that he doesn't know where the other party lives, and in the memory of the black woman, the woman has moved away and does not live in the town.