00030404040404 almost everyone around me reacted as they should, some turned their heads to look at me, and some ran away. Some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures as soon as possible, but only the man in black did not react. I kicked him firmly on the waist, and he staggered forward four or five steps, and then threw himself on the ground.

I should have been happy. But after this kick, I felt a little wrong.

Sure enough, the man who had been kicked down sat on the ground and turned his head, stammering while holding on to his glasses, "Who hit me?" I'm calling the police! With that, he started touching his phone again.

This is obviously not an acting acting, especially that face, which is too different from the portrait of the death assistant, I just chased the wrong person at all, if it was the man in black who subdued the white tiger-style ghost with one move, I shouldn't have kicked it at all with that kick just now. Or even if you kick him, you shouldn't kick him down.

Just as I was wondering if I should run away, I suddenly noticed a person about 15 meters in front of me. The man was staring at me, and his hands seemed to move.

I quickly looked away from the man with glasses that I had kicked down. And turn to the person in front.

It was a man, tall and thin, wearing a black slim single suit. There was no expression on his face, just his right hand was pointing with his thumb into an alley, and then he turned and walked into the alley, his movements were swift and fast, without any superfluous movements, as fast as a ghost.

It's him!

I pulled out a hundred-dollar bill from my body and threw it to the man with glasses who muttered that he was going to call the police, as compensation for his clothes cleaning and medical expenses. Then I trotted after the black suit and turned into the alley he had just pointed me out.

It's a bit dark in the alley, but there is enough light in the two buildings that I can see clearly even without street lights. The black suit didn't go too fast, and it looked like he wasn't going to run anymore this time, and he wanted to break off with me.

Well, I can't get it!

He didn't run, I didn't run, I didn't ask him any questions, I just followed him.

We came to a relatively spacious open space in the building, where the black suit stood still, then turned to face me. I stopped and took a quick look at him, especially his face.

His face is pale, he looks bloodless, in terms of skin color alone, he is indeed the same as the death assistant I know, but there is a clear difference in facial features The death assistant's facial features are feminine, and even a bit like a woman, but the man's facial features in front of him are more delicate, definitely in the category of handsome, not like a woman at all.

He is taller than me, with slender limbs, but he is not very strong, and I guess I should have the advantage in the competition. But his clothes are very thin, he seems to wear only a single shirt in his suit, I don't know if he is not afraid of the cold or deliberately wears so little, in short, he is definitely better than me in terms of flexibility.

"Tell me, how much?"

The black suit spoke, his voice was cold, and he couldn't hear any emotion, as if he was reading a text, which was completely different from Xie Ru's description of the death assistant's voice.

"What, how much?" I asked rhetorically.

"How much money are you willing not to wade into this troubled water?" The black suit continued.

"As soon as you come up, you seem to know me a lot. Do you know who I am? I asked tentatively.

The black suit didn't answer, but reached out and pulled a wad of bills out of his jacket pocket, and threw it at my feet. "10,000, take it, let's go."

"Hey, hey, you're asking for food? Besides, it's not about money. I said as I kicked the bill back at the feet of the black suit.

The black suit looked at the money at his feet, then at me, and then sighed lightly, "I warned you." After saying that, he turned his head to leave.

I definitely won't let him go at this point, I chased him behind him in a few steps, and punched him in the back of the head, showing no mercy at all.

The black suit immediately flashed to the left, and my fist almost grazed his ear, and before I could throw a second punch, the black suit reflexively slapped me in the chest.

He has longer arms than me, longer legs than me, and very flexible movements, if you really open up the distance to attack, it will definitely be me who loses, and the best way to beat him is to take him down with a wrestling. So when that palm pushed over, I didn't dodge back, but blocked my arm in front of my chest and quickly met it.

Before the palm of the black suit had time to exert force, my whole body had already leaned on him, and then I hugged his waist with my right hand, and then lifted up with one arm, and leaned back at the same time, giving him a German-style arch bridge back fall.

He obviously didn't expect me to do this, and my feet were lifted off the ground by me in an instant, and without a point of strength, he was thrown by me and there was absolutely no escape.

But just as I was halfway back, the black suit muttered quickly, and then my feet were empty, and my body instantly began to fall, as if I had fallen into a big pit. I panicked, my right hand loosened, and the black suit seized the opportunity to push down with its palm.

What used to be a stone ground beneath my feet was now a black bottomless pit, and I was being pushed straight down, and I didn't know how to get out of it!

Then, it was pitch black and there was nothing left.

This state of nothingness lasted for about 3 to 4 seconds, and then I suddenly felt my feet hit the ground again. Then my eyes lit up, and I was standing in the same building again, with the wad of money on the ground not far away, but the black suit was nowhere to be seen.

I looked down at my body, a thick layer of yin qi was shrouded around me, and they were spreading out from my body, and the biting chill drilled out of my body, freezing me several times in a row. I hurriedly recited the Eight Yang Mantra to dispel the yin energy on my body, but it was not so easy to warm up immediately in the middle of winter.

"Hey! Where the have you been? Get the hell out of here!! "I stood in the empty building and shouted, but no one responded.

Damn it! I cursed inwardly, and then my eyes were on the money that had been thrown on the ground.

In the spirit of not taking anything for nothing, I walked over and picked up a pile of hundred-dollar bills. At this time, my mobile phone rang, and it was my colleague who knew Sanskrit mantras.

"Know where you're coming?" I picked up the phone and asked immediately.

"Got it! However, whatever your reason for seeing this thing, I advise you to let it go now, and honestly go home and sleep and forget about it, it's not something you can handle. The dude's voice was visibly shaking.

"You're late, I just had a fight with the guy who used this spell." I say.

"Huh? Got a fight? So you're still alive? He asked, surprised.

"Nonsense, of course alive. But he didn't know what trick he used, and it seemed that he had locked me in a dark place, and by the time I came out again, he was gone. I said.

"Then thank God! I tell you that the spell is the impermanence of the path of impermanence! The estimation you've encountered is a fucking yin! Anyway, don't deal with them, they're all people who have died once! "

"Shadowy? Are you sure? "I'm a little skeptical.

"Can't be wrong! I checked the book left by my grandfather, and I asked someone who specializes in this matter, and it is absolutely wrong, it is a dead talisman, and a living person can't make this thing. He confirmed.

"Are you sure the living can't use it? The guy I fought against was a bit like a ghost, but he was supposed to be a living person. I said as I thought back to the black suit I had just had. He does have a very faint yin qi on his body, but it is more like the yin qi left by someone who has been possessed, rather than the yin qi emitted by himself, and my eyes should not be mistaken.

"Impossible! You must have read it wrong! The friend insisted.

"Okay, even if he is a ghost, but you have heard of this kind of thing?" I asked.

"I haven't heard of this before." Sequence to claw.

"What's going on with the Spiritual Path?" I continued to ask.

"Big brother, you've been an onmyoji for so many years, and you don't know Lingdao?"

"Yin and Yang Road?"

"That's right! That's it! The yin and yang road that leads to the ghost gate is also called the spiritual way. Impermanence can open the spiritual path in a specific place, so don't provoke him, in case he imprisons you in the yin and yang spiritual path, it is estimated that we will come up with this ability. "

I don't like his statement that "I will lose my own prestige if I grow up with others", but I must admit that I did plant it in the hands of the black suit boy today.

However, if this is the case, it seems that some of the problems that bother me can be explained.

The black suit opened a spiritual path on the wall next to the Peninsula coffee shop, and put Yao Yuan and Lu Xi into the ghost gate, and then the evil ghost scattered Yao Yuan in half, and Lu Xi was brought out by the black suit.

There was also a little guy in the school, and he was also the target of the black suit, but he didn't go to the party that day, so the black suit returned to trouble him, and I ruined his plan.

When he saw me, he left, probably because this kind of thing can not be opened anytime and anywhere, and a certain condition must be met, and the open space I am standing in now happens to meet this condition, he is here to fight me, no matter what the victory or defeat, he can withdraw at any time.

I hit it by mistake, he came prepared, and he was calculated.

I walked back down the alley, then crossed the street back to the school, and by the time I got to the boulevard behind the gymnasium, the street lights were already on, but the little boy was long gone, leaving only a puddle of wet marks on the ground.

I called Lu Xi and asked about the little man.

Lu Xi really knew him, she told me about my short name, and she told me that he was a third-year resident in the College of Letters. I asked Lu Xi again about the location of the boys' dormitory, and then went to the dormitory to find a short man.

In winter, college students wear a lot of clothes, so the dormitory security guard can't recognize who is who, so I went directly into the men's dormitory, and then asked the students while looking for it, and soon came to the door of the short man's dormitory.

I unscrewed the doorknob, the door was unlocked, and I pushed the door straight into the dorm.

There were three boys living in the dormitory, and the short man's bed was on the windowsill, and he was sitting on the table staring intently at the computer, and he didn't even notice when I came in.

Two people in the dormitory spotted me, and one of them asked me, "Who are you looking for?" "

"I'm looking for him, the one who peed his pants." I pointed to the short man.