Chapter 453: Stalker

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Speaking of the issue of the Nine Generals Gate, I also became serious and asked Fu Shaowei why he was entangled with this Japanese sect.

Fu Shaowei smiled: "Boss, don't be so serious, the times are different now, and there are too many things about Sino-Japanese friendship and cooperation." ”

"Don't give me this," I said, "what is the real benefit of your cooperation with them?" ”

Fu Shaowei thought for a while and said: "The main reason is that we have not stood firm in the domestic cultivation circle, and the wise man should take advantage of his strength, and Japan's resources can also be used." ”

I shook my head and said that these Japanese were wolf ambitions, not fuel-efficient lamps, and that it was impossible for them to cooperate with us without any benefit.

Fu Shaowei smiled: "Boss, let's do it, I'll talk about it, you don't have to be responsible for anything that happens in the future, it has nothing to do with you." You're going to go through the motions tomorrow and don't talk about the specifics. Tomorrow, the opening of Sanhe Building is a business activity, without any impurities, you will go to cut the ribbon and have a meal, and the meaning will be over. ”

I drank the tea in my toast, "Shaowei, don't play with fire." There are do's and can'ts. ”

Without waiting for him to say anything, I left the tea room, thinking all the way out.

Let's see how Fu Shaowei does it, if he can't do it, I will give up on him in time. Fu Shaowei is so compromised now, but he wants to use me, and I am also using him, the two of us are kittens playing with yarn balls, just to see who can play whom.

In the evening, I arrived at Jiaotong University, which is a university town, several universities are connected together, and when it comes to the dining spot, the whole street is bustling with people. I called Zhang Hong and asked where he was, and Zhang Hong said to me lightly, you are so good, you will look for me all the way to see if you can find where I am.

I stood at the corner of the night market snack street, which was full of people, mostly male and female students, the air was filled with the aroma of stir-fried vegetables and skewers, and there were rows of light bulbs on my head. I took a deep breath, recited a mantra silently, mobilized the undead, and a dozen little ghosts were sent out of my consciousness and ran along the long street, carefully observing everyone.

I am now in a strange posture, standing in the middle of the crowd, my hands are tied into lotus flowers and printed on my navel, and others look like a psychopath. But when I used the mantra, I felt an incomparable tranquility and pleasure, and every little ghost saw and saw it would be reflected in my mind. I have more than a dozen pairs of eyes and more than a dozen emotions at the same time.

At this moment, a little ghost found Zhang Hong, a somewhat remote stall selling wontons, and he was dressed in black and occupied a table by himself. Strangely, the table next to him was full of people, and only this one was himself.

The little ghost spied Zhang Hong, Zhang Hong was eating wontons with his head down, and suddenly looked up, as if he saw the little ghost at a glance. He nodded.

I was shocked, this kid has really practiced a bit in the past few years.

I stopped the mantra, took all the little ghosts back up, walked slowly to the stall, sat down next to him, and beckoned the boss to have a wonton too.

The little boss looked at me a little wrongly, but he still brought the wontons, and when he brought them over, his hands were shaking, and he almost didn't spill the soup inside.

I blew the hot air on the bowl: "Don't be shocking in the city, this is not Malay, this is the country." ”

The reason why Zhang Hong occupied this table by himself and others did not dare to come was because he exuded a thick yin qi. This yin qi came from both himself and the hidden ghosts in him.

Ordinary people can't see ghosts, but they still have a subconscious feeling of danger and gloom, and they can't tell the truth, but they can know that something is wrong.

Zhang Hong didn't restrain his mana, so he radiated the ghost qi so generously.

"What's wrong? Don't let? Zhang Hong had already finished eating the wontons and nodded with satisfaction: "I used to come to the city to deliver goods, and sometimes when I came here, my favorite thing to eat was this small wonton, which is also called wonton in the south, and it tastes great." ”

I drank the soup and said, "There are many high-ranking people in the market, maybe you have been targeted." ”

"Haha." Zhang Hong smiled: "Don't forget, one of us is now the leader of the cultivation circle, and the other is the five golden chairs, let me see which one of the blind dares to come to find trouble." ”

"I'm coming back this time just to make a name for myself?" I asked.

Zhang Hong wiped his mouth: "It doesn't matter if you have a reputation or not, I'm here to make money." Although the overseas business is good, but after all, it is not as good as home, now that the domestic economy is open, there are many rich people, I don't want to always drift outside when I return from school, I always have to return to the roots. ”

"The Ghost King agrees with you coming back?" I asked.

Zhang Hong said: "The ghost king is obsessed with black witches and ghost control, and he hasn't studied the lawsuit himself, so how can he control me." Besides, he is a very principled person, and he has to pay money to learn witchcraft with him, and he gets what he for, and after he completes his studies, he can be named his apprentice, and he will not care about other things. ”

"Then come and help me." I say.

Zhang Hong looked at me, "I can help you, but I won't come out." We will contact each other in the future, and we will meet less if we can. I'm your wonder soldier, and I can do wonders when it counts. ”

I gave him a cigarette, and the two of us sat at the stall, watching the crowd and smoking slowly, and I didn't feel so relaxed for a long time.

"Do you know Shi Peng?" I asked.

"Yes." Zhang Hongdao: "Have you seen him?" He is a black-clothed Azan in the Malay-Chinese area, he is very slippery, and I don't look down on his own ghost control skills, and he is very low-level. But this person is smooth-talked, socially widespread, very good at camping, and is a guest of many rich people. Sometimes I have to admit that if socializing is also a kind of witchcraft, in this regard, he is definitely at the level of the ghost king. ”

"Can I trust him?" I said in silence.

Zhang Hong smiled and looked at me: "You can't even trust me, let alone him." ”

He extinguished his cigarette, stood up, took fifty dollars out of his pocket and put it on the table, telling the boss not to look for it. The boss nodded and didn't dare to come up and take the money until we left.

Zhang Hong and I walked slowly down the street, the flow of people around us separated, and no one dared to move forward.

Zhang Hong pointed to the end of the street and said, "When we go there, we will part ways, and we will rely on mobile phones to contact each other in the future." ”

I suddenly remembered something: "Do you know the ancient pill tree?" ”

Zhang Hong looked at me: "I know." The first book I researched, the Book of Ten Thousand Classics, was written on the bark of the Komaru tree. It is said that the tree is the origin of the world, and I always thought it was a legend. Why do you say this? ”

I was silent for a moment: "I've been looking for it too." ”

"It is said that the tree is in Southeast Asia, and even the ghost king is looking for it, but it is always a legend." Zhang Hong suddenly said: "...... Someone is following us. ”

I was taken aback.

"It seems that your vigilance is still not enough," Zhang Hong said: "My little ghost has been keeping watch within thirty meters, and any wind and grass within thirty meters will not escape my eyes." You don't show it, come with me. ”

The two of us chatted, slowly came to the end of the street, and walked west along this fork in the road, which is the back gate of the green Jiaotong University, where many students are entering.

Zhang Hong pulled me to hide behind a big tree, and after a short time, I saw a student-like person, not very old, dressed casually, but at first glance, he was stalking, he stood there and looked left and right, and he was a little puzzled, and couldn't understand where we went.

Zhang Hong and I tiptoed up from behind, and I laughed softly: "Looking for us?" ”

The man was so frightened that he looked back at us and laughed, "I don't know you." "Turn around and go.

Zhang Hong and I went up left and right, sandwiching him in the middle. Zhang Hong said softly: "Follow us honestly, I won't do anything to you, if you mess around, I have a lot of little ghosts on me, and if any one of them entangles you, it will make your life worse than death!" ”

The man obviously knew who we were, and his legs trembled with fright, and he said vigorously that he didn't dare to dare.

We carried him to a parking space not far away, got into Zhang Hong's car, and the three of us sat in the back seat.

The man sat in the middle and cried with a sad face: "Two bosses, I was wrong, I shouldn't have followed you blindly......"

"Who sent you?" I asked.

The man hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no one asked me to come." I just watched you eat just now, and I was different from ordinary people, and I was curious, so I followed ......"

"What if this man doesn't tell the truth?" Zhang Hong looked at me.

"Why don't I come?" I say.

Zhang Hong said: "I'll come." It's been a long time since I've used a spell, and my hands are itchy, and there is just such a person to experiment. ”

The man's voice was broken: "Two bosses, there is really no one to direct me, it's just curiosity." You let it go. ”

Zhang Hong pressed his neck with one hand, and there were words in his mouth. I opened my eyes and saw a little ghost sitting on this man's lap at some point. The little devil's whole body is snow-white, with no facial features, and his two eyes are two deep holes, from which blood flows out.

Zhang Hong slapped the back of the man's head violently, making him psychic for a short time, and the man saw the little ghost in front of him at a glance, and then screamed, almost not opening the carport.