Los Angeles, around three p.m., Chinatown.

Feng Chen had been waiting in Chinatown for a long time, and he had nothing else to do, and for him, everything in this world was full of nostalgia, and no matter where he stayed, it was taste and enjoyment.

Humanity struggling with the invasion of the abyss longs for peace the most.

In the era of coexistence, what human beings want most is to rebuild their homeland.

Now that these two points are in this world, it seems to be backtracked, and Feng Chen feels that he must be a guy who is easily satisfied.

In fact, when you really live for a hundred years, you will be more tolerant and benevolent to look at everything, even compromises, of course, this does not include all, but under the long river of time, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome, and there is no hatred that cannot be passed.

Feng Chen felt that he was easily satisfied, but satisfaction does not mean satisfaction, let alone compromise, this guy a hundred years ago, the calm attribute brought by time and the feeling of seeing through everything sometimes lived to the dog, just like he is now, staring at an old man who pinched the Tang people in a daze.

The old man looked to be in his seventies, with a kind face, a pair of hands full of age spots did not tremble at all, and in his hands, the once familiar shapes were shown by colorful syrup.

"Monkey King ......"

"Steel gourd baby ......"

"What the hell ......"

"Pegasus ......"

Feng Chen's mind kept flashing the names of these familiar sugar men, and he suddenly showed a happy smile, which happened to be seen by the old man who had finished pinching the sugar man and set up the stall.

"Young man? Uncle has seen you standing there for a long time, this is for you. ”

The old man beckoned to Feng Chen, this young man has been standing there since he came out to set up a stall, looking younger than his own child, coupled with Feng Chen's delicate face that makes it difficult to produce disgust, it has attracted the attention of the old man who pinched the Tang people.

"Send me?" Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, and then showed a trace of unnaturalness, according to age, he is at least older than this old man, and he can be called a young man.

"Waiting for a girlfriend?" The old man took a pinched fairy-like sugar man and forced it into Feng Chen's hand, and looked at Feng Chen with a kind smile.

Feng Chen wanted to excuse himself in every possible way, but then he also smiled, since it was given to him, then don't twist it, it is naturally best to accept it, but what he likes is Sun Wukong, or Nezha, and it is really not okay to that Rui Beast Qilin.

This picky bastard!!

"Yes, wait for someone, but not a girlfriend, a man." Feng Chen looked at this delicate Seven Fairies Sugar Man, this leg pinched, really sweet, this sugar man must be very white, but this craft is really nothing to say, lifelike, the sugar man in his hand will be magnified to the real scale of the real fairy, stepping on the auspicious clouds, stepping on the sky.

"Where's the guy?" The old man saw Feng Chen staring blankly at the fruits of his labor, showing a kind smile, he could see that this young man liked it very much.

"Ping'an City, hometown Qilu." The more Feng Chen looked at this sugar man, the more he liked it, and he always thought of when he was a child crying and shouting for a sugar man to eat, his parents' income was not high, but he still couldn't resist his crying, and he was happily holding the sugar man at that time, and he simply thought that there was nothing more precious in the world than the guy in his hand, or the kind that no one else would pay for it, and then the mood of wanting to eat and reluctant to eat came to the present, so the sugar man in his hand became more refined.

"Haha! Old man, I am also from the land of Qilu, this child is here, I can't go back when I'm busy with work, I'll come over to take a look, my grandson is always arguing to eat candy these days, why can't I, a grandfather, show my hands? The old man looked very happy, and when he spoke of his son, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were full of pampering.

At this time, an orange taxi drove from the archway in Chinatown, and Feng Chen said to the old man: "Uncle, you are busy first, thank you for your hospitality today, I will go first!" ”

"Go, go, young people should go about their own business......" The old man smiled and waved his hand goodbye to Feng Chen.

Crossing the opposite road, Feng Chen walked to the taxi and opened the back door to get in, and as soon as he entered, he heard an energetic and kind greeting.

"Are you the demon hunter from the East that Mr. Dante said? My name is Charlie! Nice to meet you! ”

Charlie is a young man who looks very young, with short dark brown hair and curly hair, an old-fashioned peaked cap, a face that looks a little green, his facial features are not handsome, there are some sparrows on both sides of the bridge of his nose, and his eyes are wide open and curious to look at the dust that has just gotten into the car.

Feng Chen took the initiative to reach out, looked at Charlie kindly and said, "Man, you can call me Feng Chen." ”

Charlie was obviously a little excited, he was curious about everything at his age, and he had been a qualified little follower with Constance Dante all the year round, not to mention that this young man was quite cute, and Feng Chen could feel the most obvious kindness from him.

However, Feng Chen did not feel a trace of power from Charlie, like an ordinary person, he glanced at Constance Dante sitting in the co-pilot without a trace, this arrogant and lonely man has not spoken since he got into the car.

"Gone, Charlie." Dante interrupted Feng Chen and Charlie's chat, and the car started slowly, turning around the narrow roads of Chinatown to an ordinary small building.

"Seal the dust, I received a message from Father Henis yesterday, let's go up and have a look in a moment."

"By the way, Charlie, wait for us in the car." Before Dante got out of the car, he turned around and instructed, Feng Chen saw Charlie showing a trace of frustration and helplessness, so he patted the young man on the shoulder and followed Dante Feng in.

This is a very ordinary and even somewhat old building, most of the people living in it are Chinese, Feng Dust is a little surprised, but this fluent dialect makes Feng Chen a little confused, the two of them passed through a somewhat narrow corridor, and came to a door where most people gathered around to look inside.

"The priest is here!! Let's go! A Mandarin-speaking Chinese character with five big and three thick characters yelled, and the two were able to squeeze in.

The room was ordinary, a middle-aged woman slumped on the ground and cried sadly, a sad emotion permeated the room, Constance Dante did not care about this sad woman, he glanced at the door with a white cloth tied to his left hand, and then pushed the door in, Feng Chen walked over, patted the woman's back, a silver-haired old man grabbed Feng Chen's hand and trembled and said:

"Alas, I don't know what I've done, my granddaughter has fallen into evil!"

So Feng Chen inquired about the general situation in a few words, and he comforted the old man, and Dante's voice came from the back room.

"Seal the dust, come and take a look!"

Feng Chen got up and approached the inner room, and his eyes were painted with a pale red wall, the bright afternoon sun shone on the crystal wind chimes hanging on the window, reflecting a glimmer of light, a simple desk, and a schoolbag with cartoons printed on it, throwing the puppets in the corner, no matter how you look at it, it is a girl's boudoir.

It was only the hoarse and terrifying roar that broke the harmony in his ears, and a little girl of about sixteen years old was tied to the bed, and Constance Dante was staring at the girl with a cigarette in her hand.

The girl's originally youthful and lively face was hideous and distorted, veins like tree roots were revealed under the white skin, and the skin was constantly wriggling, as if there was east and west in the body about to break out, and the face was full of ferocity and evil, and a strong aura of depravity permeated.

"The smell of hell." Feng Chen stared at the girl, and then the girl possessed by the Hell Demon Soldier also stared at the man who suddenly entered, her face shining with an evil and black grin, and her limbs twitching unconsciously.

At this time, the voice of existence after twenty-four hours came from Feng Chen's mind, and then he quietly glanced at the task, showing a white smile at the girl. To be precise, it's a kind smile to the demon soldiers in the girl's body who are constantly eating away at the barrier of this world.

"Woo woo~~" For some reason, the girl struggled like crazy after seeing Feng Chen's smile, and wanted to break free from the rope at all, screaming non-stop, as if she was running away from something, Constance Dante could only put the cigarette on the table and hurriedly restrained the girl's crazy move, he turned around and saw Feng Chen with an inexplicable smile, and said angrily:

"Man, if you're looking, we don't have anything to eat today, and how long are you going to take that candy man?"

"Don't worry, Dante." Feng Chen slowly approached the bed, and with each step he took, the girl struggled more and more frantically, as if he saw something more terrifying, Constance Dante had been busy controlling the girl and didn't notice that the girl's original chaotic and evil look was looking at Feng Chen with horror at the moment, and Feng Chen was also like no one, he reached out to cover the girl's eyes.

Strange to say, after the girl was covered with dust, the struggle slowly weakened, and Constance Dante saw that the girl was no longer struggling, he gasped and said:

"When you exorcise the demon for a while, you must control this little guy, and the hellish bastards don't care if her body is intact or not!"

"Okay, but I think this little girl's body is different from ordinary possessed people, so pay attention anyway."

Constance Dante nodded, walked to the balcony and prepared to start the exorcism, while Feng Dust also carefully scanned the main quest one in his mind at the moment.

"Main quest one: rescue."