In the night market near the Internet café, there was a bottle of the cheapest liquor and a plate of cucumbers on the small square table, even if it didn't add up to a few dollars, it still made Tang Yao a little painful.

"I've invited you to drink the wine, let's talk about it, what happened just now, and who are you?" Tang Yao asked with a serious expression.

The middle-aged man took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, Tang Yao glanced at it, a pack of cigarettes of about two or three yuan, I am afraid that he has not taken a bath for a long time, Tang Yao can smell the faint smell of him across the table, all kinds of signs indicate that this is a poor bastard who can have a tie with Tang Yao.

He lit a cigarette and took a puff and said, "You can call me Lao Jun, I'm an illusionist." ”

A simple sentence instantly aroused all Tang Yao's interest.

"You're an illusionist? What the hell does an illusionist do? What happened to those four mad dogs in the alley just now? Tang Yao asked eagerly, the moment he saw the word "illusionist" on the website of the Hall of Bones, it seemed that there was a strange magic that attracted him.

The old soldier took a sip of wine and said slowly: "Don't worry, boy, you still have to ask questions one by one." ”

"Okay, I want to understand what an illusionist does?" Tang Yao had to be patient and speak.

The old soldier lifted Erlang's legs and fell backwards, the street lamp above his head shone on his face, and there was a strange feeling between the light and shadow, and he said in a low and slightly hoarse voice after exhaling the smoke ring in his mouth: "The so-called illusionists are actually a group of liars with gorgeous appearances. ”

Such an answer was not expected by Tang Yao, and he then asked, "Can you be specific?" ”

Lao Jun said with a smile: "The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period have contended with a hundred schools of thought, but since the Qin Dynasty, the hundred schools of thought have gradually disappeared, and they have long faded out of people's sight today, but in fact, some of the hundred schools of thought that were once prosperous and created great history have not disappeared, and their descendants are still active in society until now." ”

"So the illusionist is the descendant of the so-called Hundred Schools of Thought?" Tang Yao asked.

The old army waved his hand to signal him not to interrupt himself, and then continued: "Illusion, some people call it a trick, and the Western society calls it a kind of magic. ”

"Jianghu Fangshi and the hundreds of schools that have been passed down seem to have nothing to do with each other." Tang Yao was confused by the old army's words.

"On the one hand, there are hundreds of schools of thought that have disappeared in the long river of history, and on the other hand, there are seemingly long-lost rivers and lakes, and the special behavior produced by the combination of the two is the illusionist." The old army finally gave an answer, and this answer far exceeded Tang Yao's imagination.

"What about the Hall of Bones, do you know this company?" Tang Yao asked next.

"The Hall of Dead Bones is a subsidiary of the 'Divine Mansion' group, and today's illusionist circle has basically evolved into two factions, the more decent one is called 'Divine Mansion' is a huge group company, and the one hidden in the shadows is called the 'Ghost Thief', and the battle between the two sides has lasted for hundreds of years or even longer." By the time the old soldier said this, he had already drunk nearly half a bottle of liquor, but he didn't seem to be drunk.

In Tang Yao's ears, what he said was more like a fantasy, and even had a bit of a martial arts novel.

The old soldier seemed to see the doubt in his eyes, and after lighting a cigarette again, he said, "I can see that you don't seem to believe me, so let me ask you a few questions." ”

After Tang Yao nodded, Lao Jun continued to ask, "First question, do you believe that there are ghosts or gods in this world?" ”

Tang Yao seemed to be able to hear the disdain in Lao Jun's tone, he shook his head and said, "I believe that there are still many things in the world that science cannot fully explain, but I don't believe in the theory of strange forces. ”

The old soldier took a sip of wine and continued: "Then do you believe that there are some people in this world who have special features that ordinary people can't understand? ”

"What exactly?" Tang Yao asked.

"For example, someone can see through objects, or use telekinesis to drive things, or manipulate other people's brains and bodies." The old soldier said.

Tang Yao wanted to shake his head immediately, but thinking back to the series of events that happened to him in the past few days, he still hesitated, and said after a while: "I haven't seen it, so I can't completely say that this kind of person doesn't exist." ”

The old army took out his mobile phone at this time, and the video played on it was the short video of Beijun Temple uploaded by Li Xiang.

"Did you come to me because you saw this?" Tang Yao asked.

"Everything you have encountered in the Beijun Temple has been done by the illusionist, and he is a very powerful illusionist, although I don't know who this person is, but he is the person I said has special skills." The old soldier said.

Hearing this, Tang Yao immediately thought of the insects on his body, if the old army was also an illusionist, then he might have a way to solve the poison of the insects on his body, and immediately asked: "I have been poisoned by a kind of insect called the insects, do you have a way to help me?" ”

Lao Jun shook his head and said: "There is a specialization in the art industry, detoxification is not the best at me, and the cultivation method of the insects has been lost for at least a hundred years, and I can't solve it." ”

Tang Yao, who was a little disappointed, also became cold and asked: "Then what are you coming to me for, if I guess correctly, the four mad dogs I encountered in the alley before were also made by you, using the so-called illusion." ”

The old soldier generously admitted: "I did it to verify whether you are worth to me." ”

"What do you mean, what can I be worth as a poor egg?"

The old soldier laughed and said: "I know that you are going to the Hall of Bones to apply for a job, but you know too little about the Hall of Bones, and you know almost nothing about illusionists and the hundred schools, I can teach you this knowledge, and even train you to be an excellent illusionist, but it is not free, as you can see that I am a poor person about the same as you, if you are willing to accept my help, then every penny you earn from the Hall of Bones will be half of me." ”

"That's sorry, my salary in the Hall of Dead Bones is some herbs that are useless to you." Tang Yao shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Hehe, it seems that you really don't know much about the Dead Bones Hall, let me explain to you, two days later, the interview is the field grassroots salesman of the Dead Bones Hall, and the salesman can get the corresponding commission for every business he completes, which is the income other than the basic salary, because you are only part-time, so what you can receive in the Dead Bones Hall can only be the lowest business, but even the lowest level of business can get a commission of no less than two thousand yuan for each transaction, that is to say, if I help you behind my back, then I can get at least one thousand yuan every time, at the same time, If you work full-time and do very well in the Hall of Dead Bones in the future, your corresponding position will become higher and higher, and the projects you are exposed to will become more and more profitable, then I will be able to share more money in the future, and by the way, a senior illusionist like Ao Tianchong can earn at least six figures or more in a single business. ”

The stimulation of money for Tang Yao is very huge, when Lao Jun began to mention commissions, Tang Yao couldn't sit still all of a sudden, but after all, he has been in society all these years, and he knows that pies will not fall from the sky, if Lao Jun is a powerful illusionist, then why don't he go to work in the Hall of Dead Bones by himself, but come to find himself, a college student who doesn't know anything?

"You're also an illusionist, why don't you apply for a job in the Hall of Dead Bones yourself?" Tang Yao asked.

Lao Jun smiled and said, "I have my own reasons, and it's not convenient to tell you for the time being, but I have to remind you that without my help, you will definitely not be able to pass this interview." ”

This sentence made Tang Yao more and more distrustful of the old army, society has social laws, if a big person who looks very powerful and mysterious comes to cooperate with a small person, it is most likely a bad intention, so Tang Yao said after thinking for a while: "I think you should find someone else." ”

The old army was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect to be rejected by Tang Yao, he picked up the wine bottle and drank the last remaining bit of liquor and asked, then stood up and said, "I'm still waiting for you here after the interview in the Hall of Dead Bones is over, and you will definitely give me a satisfactory answer when the time comes." ”

With that, he smoked a cigarette and turned to leave, and in a matter of seconds he disappeared into the dark alley.