The guy in the secret didn't make Zhao wait too long.

Two days later, at ten o'clock in the evening, Sheng Hai stayed in the flower shop until ten o'clock as usual.

He had a good harvest today, learned a few little spells, and grew a pot of flowers with his own hands—the kind that was placed on the right side of the florist and sold to the evening customers.

This "flower", in fact, is also a spell.

A spell that communicates the two worlds of yin and yang.

Ah Zhao was very pleased that Sheng Hai could learn so quickly, and did not hesitate to give him the task of making flower pots in the future.

Don't shake your hands too simply.

Ah Zhao was too lazy and stole too openly, and he didn't hide it at all.

Sheng Hai didn't feel bad, but felt that such a straightforward and lazy master was really cute.

He was happy to work as a coolie.

Ah Zhao saw it in his eyes and didn't say anything.

"Master, I'll go back to school first." Sheng Hai packed up his things and said goodbye to Ah Zhao.

Ah Zhao waved lazily: "Let's go." ”

Sheng Hai took the door and walked outside.

Today was a cloudy day, and the air was extra oppressive and dreary, which made people very uncomfortable.

In such weather, there are many fewer people on the streets.

Walk out of this main road, turn left and you will be at the school gate.

Sheng Hai walked and walked, and as soon as he turned to the left, there was a hot feeling in his chest.

This is where he placed the bag close to him.

Sheng Hai's heart froze, almost subconsciously, and the whole person quickly dodged to the left.

"Smack!"

A huge flower pot fell from the head, just where he had just passed.

Sheng Hai: "......"

He glanced back.

The side of the road is an artificial fence.

Construction is underway inside the fence.

It's past ten o'clock in the evening, and I've already rested.

Where did the pots come from?

Obviously, this guy who started in the shadows doesn't care about logic or not.

He just wanted to kill Sheng Hai.

Sheng Hai didn't lean on the road, secretly lifted his mind and continued to walk forward.

As soon as he left, he realized that something was wrong.

At some point, a thick gray mist began to rise around the area.

The mist was rolling and approaching the sea from all around.

It's like you're going to devour him.

I couldn't see the road clearly, and I couldn't hear anything.

Sheng Hai, who worshiped Ah Zhao as his teacher, and is now a person in the Xuanmen, also understood at this time: he stepped into someone else's formation, or set up an enchantment.

And, obviously, not a coincidence.

From the flower pot just now, I knew that the other party was waiting for him here on purpose.

Those who come have bad intentions.

The mist was already approaching a meter around him, and it looked like it was about to hit him.

Sheng Hai didn't know what this mist was, but his instinct told him that it was definitely not a good thing, and it was best not to get it.

His heart moved, and he silently recited a few mantras in his mouth: "The sun shines brilliantly, all evils retreat, disperse!" ”

Fist-sized balls of light rose above his head, illuminating all around, and as the light spread, the gray mist faded back like a tide, as if it had met some nemesis.

The figure standing in the mist was revealed.

It was a man, with a sharp beak and monkey gills, and a pair of glowing green eyes looking at Sheng Hai, full of greed and desire.

"It's kind of interesting, you're a little more powerful than I thought." The man looked at Sheng Hai and licked his lips.

That's the gaze of food, and it's almost drooling.

Sheng Hai looked a little uncomfortable, and asked directly, "What are you?" ”