South of Kunchuan City, Huanxi Street

The door of Shaxian snacks was pushed open, and the waitress sitting at the door instinctively got up to greet the customer, just moved her buttocks, and sat down again.

A slightly balding middle-aged man walked in, followed by a tall, lanky man with glasses and four eyes.

As soon as the four-eyed man entered the door, he immediately sat down at the nearest table, picked up the meat slices in the pot with chopsticks and ate them, and looked at the bald middle-aged man while eating.

Bald stood in place, with fine beads of sweat on his head, and he looked around the crowded store a little nervously, as if he couldn't sit or stand.

No one looked at him, and no one talked to him, and it seemed that the appearance of baldness was far less concerning than the thick noodles of fish balls in front of him.

The young man in the flower shirt lazily waved the chopsticks in his hand and shouted, "Zhu San, come and sit." ”

Bald hurriedly smiled, nodded his head, and walked over to the middle table with his waist bent.

Walking to the table, Zhu San found that there were no free stools, and the diners around him who were eating and drinking had no intention of giving up their seats, so they had to stand in place.

"Brother Qin, are you looking for me?"

The flower shirt lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, looked Zhu San up and down expressionlessly, and turned his head to pat the hippie dressed in hip-hop next to him.

The hippie swallowed the spinach in his mouth, put down his chopsticks and got up to leave.

Zhu San smiled reluctantly and sat down next to the flower shirt.

Flower Shirt took another puff of cigarette and turned to the counter and shouted, "Another case of beer." ”

After that, he stretched out his chopsticks and picked them in the pot, talking to others in his mouth, but his eyes did not look at Zhu San.

"The field of Huanxi Street, our legion is going down."

Zhu San's face turned white, and it seemed that what he had been worried about for a long time had become a reality.

"Union or annexation?" Zhu San wiped his sweat and stammered, "Brother Qin, this ...... It's a bit too abrupt. ”

"Whatever, you can interpret it however you want." The attention of the flower shirt has been in the pot.

Zhu San's face had turned pale, he looked at the flower shirt and licked his lips, as if he still had a trace of luck: "This ...... Brother Qin...... Can you leave the bar to me? ”

"I can't." The flower shirt finally faced Zhu San, "In my place, there is no room for bargaining. ”

"You're kidding!" Zhu San couldn't control it all of a sudden, "There are a total of seven fields on Huanxi Street, and you have taken over none of them, you are cutting off my way of life!" ”

Hua Shirt looked away expressionlessly, as if she hadn't heard Zhu San's words at all.

"You go back and send your minions away, and tomorrow our legion will take over."

"Brother Qin, that's not how to buy and sell!" Zhu San looked at his watch nervously, "It's not a trivial matter, we have to sit down and talk about it......"

"Who said they were going to make a deal with you?" Hua Shirt interrupted him, and it seemed that Zhu San said something very ridiculous, "I'm not a businessman, everyone is out to mix, if you want to beg for food, you can take your brothers to join my army." ”

Zhu San's tone softened a lot: "Brother Qin, this really can't be discussed anymore ......"

"Tomorrow, don't forget." Hua shirt lowered his eyelids, "The people of our legion must arrive on time, don't blame you for turning your face and not recognizing people when the time comes." ”

At this moment, the sound of cars braking suddenly came from the street, and the shining lights brightened the glass windows, and then the sound of chaotic footsteps could be heard.

Zhu San seemed to be energetic all of a sudden, and his tone became tough.

"Bullying huh?" Zhu San got up from his seat and kicked the stool over, "It's just that you can beat a little better than Lao Tzu, do you really dare to ride on Lao Tzu's head and?" ”

The flower shirt didn't raise her eyelids and said, "Glasses, go out and clean it." ”

Siyan, who was sitting at the door, answered, got up and walked out of the store, everyone got up one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the store was empty.

The glass windows covered by water vapor were also pasted with the four red words "Good luck for opening", and under the background of the street lamps, the people on the street were full of shadows on the windows, and soon, these figures were entangled with each other, and the sounds of fighting, shouting and screaming came one after another.

The chaos only lasted for ten minutes, and the street outside the store returned to calm again, Hua Shirt drank the beer in the cup in one gulp, patted Zhu San who was on the side, and the two walked out.

On the already small street, there were more than a dozen people lying horizontally, some still rolling and moaning, some were silent, standing on the side of the road with four eyes, one foot on the face of a desperately struggling man, and the other hand carrying a stick, the tip of which poked at the other's neck.

The flower shirt walked over, patted Four-Eyes on the shoulder, and Four-Eyes removed his feet from the man's face, touched the bruises on his face, and stepped aside.

"Tomorrow, don't forget." Hua Shirt pointed to the Shaxian snack behind him, "You are not convinced, I don't blame you, but, go and settle the account." ”

With that, he took a group of men into several cars on the side of the road and left one after another.

"Grass!" Zhu San stood up helplessly, stomped his feet, and turned around and walked into Shaxian Snacks.

……

On the same street, in a bar.

After a bustle, the deafening electronic music gradually stopped, and the men and women who had just writhed wildly on the dance floor returned to their seats, sipping cold beers to melt the heat.

The bar was quiet for the time being, the light was still dim, the atmosphere was still ambiguous, and on the small stage in the corner of the bar, a young girl with long hair and shoulders came up with a guitar, and after a little adjustment, she sat on a high chair, plucked the strings, and softly sang "ホタルノヒカリ" (Firefly no Light):

SHA- LA- LA 爱しきひと,あなたもみえているの

(SHA- LA- LA MY LOVE, HAVE YOU EVER SEEN IT TOO)

まばゆい月がそっと,明日を照らして,强く强く辉いて

(The silent and bright moonlight will illuminate tomorrow and shine more brilliantly)

Wind に吹かれること,激しくなることより

(The throbbing of the breeze, the echo of the heartbeat)

逸れそうな思い出が,また优しく組る

(Memories that pass by, like the gentle and shining lights)

Dream in で駆けだしたら触れられる気がした

(One step forward in the dream can touch you)

おもむくまま手をstretchばすよ

(Firm up your will and then stretch out your hands)

切ないほど命揺らめいていく

(Painful life sways in the world)

Qin Wufu walked into the bar, found an empty table in the corner, sat down, and quietly looked at the girl singing.

He couldn't understand what she was singing, but he was obsessed with her long straight hair, plucking the strings, her slightly closed eyes, and her thin shoulders.

He sat with one side of his face hidden in the darkness.

After singing one song, there was sparse applause in the bar, and the girl bowed a little and began to sing another song: "Wind Blowing" (The Wind is Blowing).

With the same posture and the same expression, the girl sang very devotedly, and occasionally raised her head, she would see Qin Wufu, who had been staring at her silently, her eyes were docked, and the girl returned with a warm smile, and Qin Wufu also smiled, her fingers gently beating the clap on the edge of the table.

Half an hour later, Wang Hao entered the bar, and at a glance saw Qin Wufu waiting in the position, Qin Wufu saw him, beckoned, and the two walked towards the private room on the second floor of the bar.

Compared with the bright lights downstairs, the bar upstairs is much darker, and the unknown smell is much stronger, this is a hall with the same area as the downstairs, through the half-covered doors of some private rooms, you can see the sofa and coffee table inside, Wang Hao saw that in the nearest private room to him, there was a long-haired woman wearing only underwear, she was already asleep in the harsh and violent music of the private room.

As the two of them walked into a private room, the door was cut off from the outside world as soon as it was closed, and a few side dishes had already been placed on the coffee table, Qin Wuwu took out a bottle of red wine as if he was juggling, and squeezed his eyes at Wang Hao.

"You haven't eaten yet, your face is white with hunger."

Qin Wufu laughed and sat down happily.

Soon, most of the red wine was drunk, and Wang Hao felt that his body was sweating slightly, and the sweat formed fine salt grains, which were attached to his body, and it was very slippery and comfortable.

Qin Wufu played with the wine glass in his hand, looked at Wang Hao, who was picking up vegetables for himself, and asked, "What's the matter, I've been worried since I first came?" ”

"I actually don't want you to get involved in this troubled water so quickly," Wang Hao said seriously, "but today, Villa 72 has another death!" ”

Qin Wufu's movements slowed down, as if he was considering the words.

"That place, I actually knew about the evil sect for a long time."

"What?" Wang Hao raised his eyebrows, "Have you been to that place before?" ”

"A year ago, when my master was still there, he predicted that the location of Villa No. 72 was in the yin eye position of the entire Kunchuan, and the yin eye would become evil over time." Qin Wufu fiddled with a few peanuts on the plate, "At that time, my master went to look for the people in the house, but they thought that my master and his old man were a cheater and kicked him out of the house. ”

"And then, something happened to Villa Seventy-two?" Wang Hao sat up straight and looked intently at Qin Wufu in the opposite seat.

"My master once told me that the location of Villa No. 72 originally had a devil." Qin Wufu bit his lip, "He said that the origin of this devil is not clear, unless it is absolutely necessary, I must not provoke it." ”

"It turns out that there is such a relationship." Wang Hao scratched his head, seeming to be a little embarrassed, "However, now there are accidents in Villa No. 72 one after another, once something happens, it will be a living life disappearing." ”

"Yes, your master said that you must not provoke it unless you have to." Wang Hao looked up at Qin Wufu, "However, he didn't explicitly stop you from approaching it, which shows that if you want to subdue it, you should be able to do it, but there will be some twists and turns in the middle." ”

Qin Wufu was silent, he took out a cigarette, and Wang Hao stepped forward to help him light it.

After taking half a cigarette, Qin Wufu exhaled a long breath.

"Wang Hao, you've been to that place," Qin Wufu said in a low voice, "You should know how terrifying it is. ”

"Yes." Wang Hao's expression became solemn, "But you are different, you are a special person, you must have a way, right?" ”

"Didn't you do Dharma there, the monk you found?" Qin Wufu stood up and looked out the window, "Isn't he also dead?" ”

"The things in that room are too powerful, unless it's someone who is more powerful...... I've seen your methods at the hotel, and I think you have what it takes. ”

"In that case...... Qin's useless gaze became wandering, and his expression was like a dream, "I might die." ”

"Yes." Wang Hao also stood up, "But it has deprived too many people of their lives, and if no one does anything about it, more and more innocent people will die at its hands...... The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, Lao Qin, your master must have said this when he taught you the skill. ”

If the door of hell is opened by the devil, go and close it.

Someone has to go to hell to do it.

"Wang Hao." Qin Wuwu pressed his hand on Wang Hao's shoulder and looked at him with blazing eyes, "You are right...... It makes sense, I've decided, we, I'll accompany you, to break this dead end together. ”

This decision was made for the sake of all quiet and peaceful days.

The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell.

Wang Hao looked at Qin Wufu in a daze, and suddenly burst into tears: "Okay." ”