The ghosts looked at each other, looked back, and saw the black-clothed messenger, and they all looked at each other angrily: "What are you doing?" Finally, a child was born, why did you kill him? Now we can't even snatch that body if we want to! ”

The black-clothed messenger ignored it, turned around and left with the baby in his hand.

The baby was crying and sounding pitiful.

At this time, a golden soul chain floated out of the operating room, connected to the baby's body, which was the doctor inside who began to rescue it, but the baby was firmly grasped in the hands of the black-clothed messenger, and it couldn't be pulled back at all.

So the ghosts guarding outside the operating room were divided into two groups, one group of ghosts faced the operating room, clenched their fists to cheer up the doctor, hoping that the doctor would be able to save the little *, and then snatched it again; And the other group rolled up his sleeves and floated over angrily to grab people with the black-clothed messenger.

But his eyes were so empty that he didn't even look at the spirits, and as they approached, he shook the chain in his hand, and the chains collided together, creating small sparks, and at the same time colliding with the jingle bells, and with a single sound, the ghosts covered their ears, took a few steps back, and screamed and screamed.

It's not the same magnitude at all.

As he walked past me, I couldn't help but call him, "Hey, let's talk? ”

He apparently recognized me and stopped to look at me: "Is there any smoke?" ”

"Yes." I smiled and pulled an unopened cigarette from my pocket and handed him one, his cold face finally relaxing a little.

I rarely smoke, so to speak, almost non-smoker.

But cigarettes are a must-have artifact, used to buy passing ghosts.

The kind of incense and candles used for worship are not convenient to carry around, so cigarettes become a substitute for incense, and when you want to talk to someone, it is polite to hand over a cigarette.

But I also knew very well in my heart that the black-clothed messenger in front of me was not an ordinary impermanence, he had a high status, and it was natural for mortals to burn incense and worship him, but whether he was willing to take this incense or not was another matter.

Obviously, he wants to take my face.

I took out a lighter and respectfully lit a fire for him, but strangely, the fire couldn't be lit!

When I was about to lose my patience, he whispered, "Karmic fire." ”

Light a cigarette with a karmic fire, you big guy!

I couldn't laugh or cry, but I also understood that he couldn't light a fire, and he wanted me to use the karmic fire to light a cigarette for him.

I don't know why, I always think he is very interested in my karmic fire, and the last time he wanted to hook my soul, he stopped halfway to admire my karmic fire for most of the day - but the funny thing is that he himself is also a master of playing karmic fire, and his cultivation is above me, but he is just interested in my karmic fire!

Is it because it's beautiful?

I summoned a karmic fire, but it didn't feel like a fire anymore, but a small lotus flower burning, a change that came about after going through the death tribulation, and although I didn't know what that meant, I knew it should be a good thing. If a cultivator has not experienced a tribulation once, his cultivation will reach a higher level, and the benefits of the death tribulation have far exceeded those of other tribulations.

The black-clothed messenger stared at the red lotus in my palm, and once again showed the same expression as at that time, staring blankly for a long time.

After a while, he took a cigarette in his mouth and handed it into the red lotus, and the cigarette butt immediately turned into a red dot.

Dotted.

I extinguished the fire.

He leaned against the wall, tossed the chain, and tied the little ghost that had just been hooked, and ignored the ghost who wanted to crawl back to the operating room.

After taking a puff of his cigarette, he spoke, "Only a true soul assassin can personify karmic fire, and now there are only two people in this world who can personify karmic fire. ”

"I'm the second?"

"Hmm."

"Who was the first person?" Of the two people he said, one of them was certainly not him, because he was not human.

The black-clothed messenger took a puff of his cigarette and muttered for a moment before saying, "You'll soon know who it is." ”

He didn't want to continue to reveal, so I didn't continue to ask, I saw that there was still a long way to finish smoking, so I hurried up and asked, "You should have a lot of masters of karma in the underworld, right?" Can they also be mimicked? ”

He shook his head: "It's not much. ”

At this time, I remembered that karma is the nemesis of ghosts, no matter how many masters in the underworld are, it is impossible for them to overcome their fear of karmic fire and carry out karmic fire-related cultivation, but the messenger in front of me used karmic fire in front of me, which made me have the illusion that there are many masters in the underworld who can play karmic fire.

At this moment, the black-clothed messenger raised his hand, and a string of black flames ignited in his hand, and he threw it up, and the flame soared into the sky, transforming into a black dragon, and roaring low and turning in a large circle.

Pity those ghosts, as soon as the black dragon came out, he scared them away.

Although this black dragon is said to be a karmic fire, it is as vivid as a real spirit animal, and every piece of burning dragon scales on its body reveals the supreme dragon might, and every low roar is like an indisobedient order, intimidating the things around it!

And he is very willful, knowing that the ghosts will be wiped out when they touch the karmic fire, but he doesn't care how many ghosts there are in this hospital, so he lets the black dragon soar here, ruthlessly deterring the undead in this land!

At this moment, I clearly understood the gap between me and him!

The gap between a small lotus and a giant dragon!

It's impossible to defeat!

I reluctantly recognized this reality and asked him puzzledly: "It's the same karmic fire, why is yours different from mine?" ”

He took a puff of his cigarette and said, "The same technique, different people can use different effects, in the final analysis, people's hearts are different. My dragon, your lotus, is nothing but the embodiment of our hearts. ”

"I see, you're saying that our anthropomorphic form represents our own characteristics?"

"Hmm." He nodded, "I know all the people in this world and the underworld, who use karmic fire, but those who practice this method are all obedient, and they cultivate karmic fire to the extreme to burn evil ghosts, so their karmic fire forms are all ferocious, only you, you are the only one who personifies a plant." ”

"Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

"Who knows?" He took a puff of cigarette and said faintly, "Red Lotus, the aggressiveness is not enough, just put a person who plays karma fire to compete with you, I'm afraid that your little lotus flower will be destroyed by someone in a few clicks!" But you're also the only one who has come up with a non-aggressive karmic fire, and if something goes wrong, maybe it will work wonders? ”

"By the way, why are you here?" I asked tentatively, "With your status, you shouldn't need to do soul hooking errands, right?" ”

He sighed: "I've been in the bureau for a long time, and I want to come up and breathe." ”

"What bureau?"

"Impermanence." He glanced at me, his eyes seemed to see through me, and before I could open my mouth, he knew all the questions I wanted to ask: "Director of the Impermanent Bureau, Fan is not saved." ”

Managing director?

It's the first time I've heard of the "Impermanence Bureau", but as the name suggests, it's supposed to be a bureau dedicated to managing impermanence ghosts, right?

And the director of the Impermanence Bureau should be the head of all the impermanence ghosts, right?

Now I know how noble the black-clad Impermanent identity stood in front of me and almost killed me!

Thighs!

Gotta hold on!

Seeing that his cigarette was almost finished, I hurriedly handed over the second cigarette and wanted to hold this thigh for a while, but he shook his head and refused, put out the cigarette on the wall, raised his eyebrows at me, and said, "Enshrine my spiritual position, and when I make a mistake again next time, I will consider forgiving you for a few more days." ”

"Good!" That's what I'm waiting for~!

He's really an old driver, and when he saw me, he completely understood what I was thinking. But luckily, he had a crush on me and was willing to open a back door for me, so he took my cigarette and chatted with me.

His words are so important!

There are still seven years left in the ten-year covenant with that man, and seven years is too long for me to guarantee that I will not make the same mistake again one day in the future. If I'm not mistaken, he is the one who is staring at my mistakes, as long as I buy him, even if I make another mistake in the future, I will have a chance to rescue him, and I will not be killed by him all of a sudden!

Moreover, today I finally figured out what the karmic fire change was all about.

It's ridiculous that I used to claim to be the strongest Soul Assassin in South China, but I don't realize until today that I can only be a true Soul Assassin if I successfully transform into a karmic fire.

It's a pity Master, if he can survive that death tribulation, then he should be able to transform. Maybe after seven years, he will be resurrected, and even if he has survived the death tribulation, he can also make the karmic fire transform, right?

Fan Wusu finished smoking and left, he dragged the little ghost, chanted a poem loudly, and gradually disappeared from my field of vision:

"The lotus is out of the mud but not stained, the water is clear and the ripples are not demonic, the middle is straight and the outside is straight, the vine is not branched, the fragrance is far and clear, the pavilion is pure and planted, and it can not be blasphemed from a distance!"