Gently lowering the hand holding his forehead, Emo let out a long breath of turbidity, then his brows furrowed, and his eyes gradually became sharp, and a cold arc hung on the corners of Emo's mouth

Peer! So what!

Any stumbling block that blocks his path, Emo will not be merciful, just kick it away, if you can't kick it now, wait for it to be powerful in the future, and then kick it again!

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The next moment, in the silent and cold freezer, a low and obscure soul collection spell slowly sounded, holding the Demon Book in his hand, Emo looked at the demon face on the paper and quietly opened its pitch-black mouth, and gravity burst out, pulling all the geists into the mouth and devouring the seal.

Seeing that the soul seal was completed, Ermo's mind moved, and he took back the Demon Book.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the morning that it was his turn to patrol the night, and it was still early, and Emer wasn't going to waste it.

Next stop, the public cemetery.

It was busy until four o'clock in the morning, and Emo swept through several large cemeteries, wilderness graves, and hospital morgues in H City like a violent wind.

After being busy in the middle of the night, a total of one hundred and fifty-one ordinary quality souls and two hundred and thirty low-quality souls were sealed, which can be described as a great harvest.

Satisfied, Emo turned into a cloud of demonic energy and returned to the funeral home, returning to the body of the host.

......

For the next three days, Emo stayed in the funeral parlor all day, no different from ordinary security guards, working as usual, except that every night, he waited for an opportunity to come out and seal and collect souls.

In just three days, the hospital morgues and cemeteries in the entire H city were visited by Emo one by one.

It is worth mentioning that on the second day of Ermo's work in the funeral home, Zhang Lin took the time to visit him at noon and asked him if he was used to his work habits and whether he was afraid of patrolling at night.

also jokingly asked Emo if he had met a glamorous and charming female ghost during his night patrol, and whether there was a lingering affair with a ghost relationship.

Ermo also knew that he actually wanted to help Yan Bin get out of the shadow in his heart, and it was quite difficult for him, but unfortunately, Ermo was not the real Yan Bin, and his hard work was destined to be empty.

Despite this, Emo still pretended to show that he had seen a lot, and secretly sneered in his heart.

This Zhang Lin is enthusiastic, and he treats Yan Bin sincerely, if it weren't for Yan Bin's dedication to only pretending to be David, I'm afraid he may not be able to become friends with Zhang Lin.

But.... Fortunately, this is not the case, otherwise I may not have the opportunity to take advantage of it.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and when night fell on the fourth day, the souls that Emo had collected everywhere, large and small, had already gathered up the amount of five souls of excellent quality.

After much deliberation, Eromo strengthened himself with two abilities, the Shadow Void Secret Technique and the Forbidden Hand.

The Shadow Void Secret Art is one of Weston's abilities, and it is also the unique secret art of the Shadow Assassin Family, which can blend itself into shadows and dark environments.

The Emo Seal collects the soul, usually at night, if you really meet that peer, with this ability, plus the time of the day, you can attack and retreat.

It's just that this ability cost him three excellent quality soul powers, and of course, it's worth the money.

As for the forbidden hand, it can release the forbidden magic pattern through the palm of the hand, and any person or thing bound by the forbidden magic pattern will be sealed by its sealing ability, and at the same time, the body will not be able to move and cannot move.

However, after many experiments in Emo's spare time, it was found that the speed at which the forbidden magic pattern spread was different depending on the way it was released.

Emo once put his hand on the trunk of the tree to exert this ability, and the magic pattern suddenly spread wildly along the trunk of the tree, and in the blink of an eye, it was covered by the treetops, and a small bird on the treetops was tightly restrained, and it was impossible to break free at all.

Compared to the speed at which the forbidden magic pattern relied on the physical diffusion, the speed at which it spread in the void was much slower, less than half of the physical object that it touched.

In addition, the Forbidden Hand can only be cast in a human form, but Emo only needs one-third of his demonic energy to maintain his human form, so there is no contradiction.

At ten o'clock in the evening, it was still Wang Kaiming who went to patrol the night first, and Emo was like a few days ago, after greeting the security guard, he pretended to go to the second floor to rest, and his body turned into demonic energy and prepared to sneak into the freezer.

However, before sneaking into the freezer, Emo determined in advance that Wang Kaiming was going to patrol the area of the underground parking lot for the night, and he didn't want to be discovered and killed.

It's not that he's afraid, but because if two lives in a row are inextricably linked to him, as long as the police's brain is a little normal and above the horizon, they will suspect him.

After all, he is not Conan, and when he goes there, people die there!

Besides, both Galio and the fox demon Zilian seem to have deliberately restrained their behavior, and they have never relied on their abilities to do whatever they want.

Ordinary weapons are obviously helpless against them, but they still choose to retreat, the only explanation is that the state has a force that makes them dare not act recklessly.

Although several policemen were not afraid, they also had to take care of other factors.

As his mind turned, the demonic qi swirled like a cloud and flew through the sky......

A minute later, Emo quietly sneaked into the freezer, which was very cold, but Emo didn't care, as he had done a few days ago, summoning the Book of Demons to devour and seal the new spirit.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Emer's eyes, and after sealing the geist, he put away the Demon Book.

Should it come or is it coming? A colleague you've never met!

Smiling coldly, Emo did not leave immediately this time, but turned around, looked at the closed door with a gloomy expression, and spoke lightly.

"Since everyone is here, aren't you going to come in?"

A sharp and piercing grinding sound sounded, and then the iron door of the freezer slowly opened inward, and a short and thin figure walked in with its back bent, pulling out a long shadow under the reflection of the moonlight behind him.

It was a very old, skinny old man, wearing a strange and extremely old black robe, and a black-veined devil's head staff with a pestle like a chicken's claw.

The old man's wrinkled face was piled up into a ravine, with a grim smile, a pair of ugly inverted triangular eyes with a venomous color like a snake, and sparse hair, scattered like hay on the scalp, grinning, showing yellow teeth.

Just this image, although it is not a ghost, it is not much different, if it is bumped into in the middle of the night, some timid estimates can be frightened and fainted.

At this moment, the old man's cold gaze was firmly fixed on Emo, and he laughed strangely and spoke hoarsely.

"Unexpectedly, the old man hasn't been here for a few days, but there is a fellow person in this funeral home, I really can't care if it is elsewhere, but this little brother, don't you know that the three acres of land near this funeral home are the territory of my ghost old road?"

Ermo sneered, didn't give an inch, and sneered: "Your territory? Is your name written on the ground? ”

This funeral parlor has an average of ten ordinary quality soul harvests a day, and ten days is an excellent quality soul quantity, Emo is reluctant to give up this piece of fat, the meat has eaten into his Emo's mouth, can he still spit it out?

What's more, the sense of danger that this strange old man gave him was far less than that of the fox demon Zilian, and now his strength has risen sharply, so he can't fight!

The old man smiled hoarsely and said in a deep voice: "It seems that young people have some skills on their own, so they don't take the old way in their eyes?" ”

Emo sneered, since he had made up his mind, he naturally didn't care about the old man's threat, and said coldly: "Even if I really don't take you in my eyes, what can you do?" ”

"How?"

The old man laughed strangely, lifted the ghost head staff in his hand, and pointed directly at Emo, the dark eye holes, nostrils, big mouth, and ear piercings on the head of the ghost crutch suddenly ignited a dark green flame, and this flame surged out, condensed together, and turned into a big python.

The big python scale armor appeared, with a strange green flame all over its body, shaking its head and tail, and angrily opening its bloody mouth, tearing towards Emo.

A dark green flame illuminated the small half of the freezer, turning everything around it into a miserable green patch.

The old man smiled hoarsely and spoke coldly.

"What else can I do? Kill you, of course, you kid! ”