When it comes to Xichang, we have to say Daliangshan.

The first impression of Daliangshan is that it is poor, and the second impression is that it is white.

The people who do the white-faced business are all outlaws who are extremely vicious and have their heads pinned to their belts. This kind of person is not afraid of heaven and earth, even if he encounters the armed police force, he can pick up the guy and kill him in the dark.

The only people who dare to take the path without a curse, except for exorcists like us, are probably the only ones.

But he said that the guy in the lead asked the shopkeeper for four bottles of spirits, but no one drank them after opening them, but lifted the bottle and poured it down from his head. In an instant, forty or fifty degrees of liquor were all over their bodies, and the smell of wine was skyrocketing.

The flower-haired senior brother next to him whispered that an outlaw is an outlaw, and the way he drinks is so peculiar.

It may be that the voice is a little louder, and a red-eyed guy glared at Senior Brother Flower Hair viciously, so frightened that Senior Brother Flower Hair hurriedly shrank his neck and pretended not to see it.

However, Di Ming glared back unceremoniously, his eyes were cold, and he was full of aura. The thin man next to him casually put the pistol on the table, and immediately suppressed the group of outlaws.

The exorcists have never been afraid of outlaws, both sides eat with real skills, and if they really want to fight, they are not necessarily afraid of them.

I saw that red eye reached out and touched his waist, and my heart suddenly struck, if it really started, we are not afraid, but what about the shopkeeper?

The leader on the other side lowered his voice and said, "Red Eyes, don't fuck you!" The guy in the back is coming after him!

When the red eye, who was about to pull out his gun, heard this, he immediately shuddered and poured the wine in the bottle on his body like a desperate person. After pouring it, I scolded the shopkeeper, and there was a strong liquor to send it to the fuck!

The shopkeeper couldn't afford to provoke these four fierce guys, so he sent boxes of liquor to them. But these four people didn't drink a sip, only knew to take the liquor and pour it on their bodies.

It wasn't until they had been soaked in alcohol that they breathed a sigh of relief and sat at the table by the window waiting for the food to be served. However, I noticed that while they were waiting for the food to be served, their eyes kept looking into the heavy rain, as if they were waiting for something.

Di Ming took a sip of water and said with a sneer, these four guys are afraid that they will provoke dirty things. Immersed in spirits, all evils are not approached. But they have a very strong death, and the things they provoke are not simple.

It dawned on me that in our circle, there is indeed a saying that alcohol is immersed and evil is not approached. Because alcohol is a masculine thing, soaking the body with spirits has a great deterrent effect on those dirty things that do not enter the stream.

But these four guys themselves belong to the outlaws, and they have a lot of evil spirits on their bodies. An evil spirit that is not even afraid of evil spirits, can it be stopped by this spirit? I guess it's just asking for psychological comfort.

We have two tables of people, the well water does not interfere with the river water, the proprietress is busy cooking in the kitchen, and the boss is trembling to serve us food and pour water, and the atmosphere does not dare to breathe.

It's just that I didn't eat a single bite of the food that was delivered, just nibbled on the compressed biscuits in my backpack.

This is a curseless road, and the Sichuan restaurant opened is so weird, even if it is not a ghost shop, it has to be a black shop. Those of us are the premier exorcists in the circle, and if we were drugged, we would die miserably.

Song Zhong and I didn't dare to eat, but Di Ming and his two subordinates ate happily. I've been slandering in my heart, is this guy Di Ming a daring artist or a fool? I dare to eat something that is not innocent.

Song Zhong whispered, what should I do?

Di Ming rarely didn't choke people, but said one word: wait.

It is estimated that Di Ming is also curious, what kind of dirty things this group of white-faced guys have provoked.

The rain was loud outside, but the house was very quiet, and no one spoke, just eating and drinking by themselves. It wasn't long before one of the outlaws, who was leaning against the window, suddenly shook and pulled his hand out of his arms.

I see it clearly, a swarthy big black star, that is, a domestic Type 54 pistol!

These outlaws have guns in their hands!

Almost at the same time, there was the sound of crackling footsteps outside the door, as if someone was trotting all the way out of the water.

The glass door was pushed open from the outside, and two soaking men and women entered. Both of them were covered in mud and soaked, and they looked like they had been running in the rain for a long time.

These two people looked sluggish, and they should be tired. Especially the girl, her face was pale, her lips were purple, and she was probably choking on the cold. As soon as the man came in, he shouted anxiously, is there hot water? Is there hot water?

The shopkeeper hurriedly brought hot water and beckoned the girl at the cash register to get some medicine to prevent colds. I saw that they were busy, so I stood up and wanted to help, but Di Ming held down his shoulder.

I said, Boss Diming, we can't die without help.

Di Ming sneered and said, sit there well! If you don't understand anything, you rush forward in a daze, is it okay to have a snack?

I'm a little unconvinced, this man and woman are definitely not ghosts or mountain spirits or ghosts, and they don't look like lawbreakers, they can't be backpackers who like excitement.

People are in trouble, what can they do in the past?

But Di Ming's ability is much greater than mine, since he doesn't want me to go over, does it really mean anything?

I stole a glance at the outlaw by the window, and saw that the guy who had pulled out the big black star had put his hand back in his arms, his eyes still staring nervously out of the window. I guess what they were waiting for wasn't this man and woman.

But what is the origin of this man and woman?

The atmosphere in the Sichuan restaurant is very weird, the owner of the shop of unknown origin, the ruthless outlaw, the two fallen men and women who can't see the history, and our group of exorcists.

Add to that the filth that the outlaws have been waiting for, and this Sichuan restaurant can almost have a party with demons dancing.

Seriously, if it weren't for the great god Di Ming in this town, just a few of us, we wouldn't have to run as far as we wanted, this trip to the muddy water is not something ordinary people can do!

Look at Di Ming, he still has no heart to eat there, and by the way, he went to the table next door to get a bottle of vinegar. He moved a little louder as he stood up, and the four outlaws who had provoked him frowned at him.

Di Ming was not intimidated, and glared back unceremoniously. The four outlaws were so angry that some people even pulled out half of the guy, but they didn't know why, and forcibly endured it.

I said, Boss Diming, can we stop the meeting? I know you're amazing, and a few big thieves haven't been taken seriously by you, but can you consider us? They all have guns in their hands, what if they get hurt one or two when they fight?

The thin man next to him smiled and said, boy, haven't you seen Colonel Diming's true skills? I'll tell you the truth, if he really wants to do it, he is guaranteed to solve the battle in five seconds! I want to be in the Yin Yang Cottage at the beginning......

Di Ming snorted coldly, and the thin man seemed to think of something, so he immediately shut up. But I listened to it and became interested, saying, Yin Yang Cottage? Is there really this place?

The thin man said, "Is there such a place?" and asked your boss when he went home. Little brat, don't ask if you don't understand.

Sure enough, what kind of leader there is, what kind of subordinates, Di Ming, this guy doesn't have many cold words, but the person who chokes as soon as he opens his mouth is uncomfortable. I didn't expect this thin man to be a virtuous person.

Well, you don't like to say it, I don't listen to it yet.

Song Zhong whispered beside him, Lao Yu, those two men and women seem to be the spirit hands of eastern Sichuan, look at the tattoo on the girl's neck.

I hurriedly turned my head and saw the man who looked like a chicken in the soup had tidied up the girl's clothes and wrapped them in a large blanket by the way. I vaguely saw that there was indeed a red whirring thing on the girl's white neck, but it was really unclear whether it was Chuandong's spirit hand.

There are two schools of exorcists in Sichuan, the Imperial Spirit Hand in eastern Sichuan and Mount Qingcheng in western Sichuan.

Qingcheng Mountain is the road of the door, and the old crow view in Shanxi and Maoshan in Jiangsu are inextricably linked. However, the Imperial Spirit Hand in eastern Sichuan seems to be family-based, and the organizational structure is a bit similar to the Tie family in Shandong and the Yuan family in Shaanxi.

It is said that the spirit hand of Chuandong is good at luck, but I don't know exactly how to operate it. Anyway, it probably means that it can make people's luck very good, and it can also make people's luck very bad.

But it shouldn't be, these two people were drenched in this kind of soup chicken, and it seems that they have walked a lot in the wild, and this luck can be said to be a mess. If it was really the spirit hand of Chuandong, how could it fall to such a point?