The American South, a small town in southern Louisiana.

An Asian man appeared on the streets of this small town and caught the attention of some. They rarely saw yellow-skinned people, but somehow, two Asian men had already arrived in the past few days.

Their town is in the middle of nowhere, and outsiders are rare. The local population is mainly black and white, and the yellow race has basically never appeared.

Many people were surprised by the arrival of Asian men, and secretly wanted to find out the identities and purposes of these outsiders.

At first, the Eurasian man was quite talkative, at least able to communicate normally, but the latter one was a little troublesome.

The new man stared at him with a fierce gaze, as if everyone had a grudge against him. Staggered along, and soon came to the hotel where Alex had entered.

As a killer, he soon felt a sense of strangeness. It's like when a hunter is chasing his prey, there are always some clues in the place where the prey passes.

"He's been to this place before!" The eighth quickly determined that it was a sixth sense.

Without hesitation, Lao Ba walked into this humble little restaurant with his head held high, and the moment he passed through the protective evil barrier, he seemed to feel something and frowned. However, there were no other adverse reactions, and I strode in.

"Boss! Have you ever met this man? He took out a photo, which was the one Alex used to forge his identity, and saw Wang Lung smiling honestly on the photo.

This Asian man is the crazy old man who tracked down. He heard that Wang Lung had come to this town, so he hurried over without stopping.

The person who asked the eighth question happened to be the gloomy black man, and he glanced at it, but did not answer.

"Take a closer look, have you seen him?" The eighth asked again.

"Nope!" The black man said coldly.

Lao Ba frowned, he felt that the other party was not telling the truth. Even if he couldn't read minds, he could see the look on the other party's face, and the black man looked disgusted.

Suddenly, Lao Ba stretched out his hands and pressed them on the shoulders of the black man. He was much shorter than the other man. It's as if the old eight raised his arms high to climb. There is an indescribable ridiculous feeling.

Others may think it is ridiculous, but the black man who is pressed on the shoulder with his hand can't laugh.

He had already noticed it when he made a move, and he was about to raise his hand to block. The other party has already reached for his hand. At the same time he felt his shoulders sink. Then there is the feeling of soreness and pain. I don't have the strength to flick a finger anymore, let alone raise my hand to hit someone.

"Y-What kind of sorcery are you!" The black man cried out in horror in a hurry.

"Witchcraft? No, no, no. It's Kung Fu! Do you understand? ”

After the eighth child restrained the other party, he was not in a hurry, so he told the other party what kung fu was. People in this era have not been brainwashed by Bruce Lee's kung fu movies, and they don't know much about Chinese martial arts. It can only be thought that this is also a form of witchcraft, and it is also from ancient Chinese witchcraft.

"Let me ask again, have you seen this person?" The crazy eight's eyes exude murderous aura, as long as the other party shows signs of lying, he will mercilessly hurt the killer.

Maybe it's because I feel murderous, or maybe I'm startled by unknown "witchcraft".

The black man didn't insist any longer, and he quickly recounted Alex's arrival, as well as Justifa and the Puster family's grievances.

"You mean, this guy is asking about the Puster family?"

After the crazy old eight got the news he wanted, he took his hand away, in fact, he didn't use very hard, but used dark strength to point the numb hole on the other party's shoulder. As long as you take your hand away, all kinds of soreness and pain will disappear.

A master who has practiced kung fu to the depths, even if he just touches the opponent with his hand, he can restrain the enemy, and life and death are at will. Paralysizing the body is only a small effect, if it is replaced by someone else, the eighth child can't say that he can seriously injure the other party with a single shot.

The black man had thought that his arm would hurt even if he kept falling, but he didn't expect it to be intact, so he was even more convinced that it was witchcraft. He was reluctant to deal with such people who possessed witchcraft.

The eighth thought for a while, and then asked, "Where is Puster Manor going?" ”

The black man pointed in the direction and explained a few more words, but he didn't dare to have any bad intentions at all. The ghost knows if this kind of "wizard" will see through the lie, if the other party detects, it will be really difficult to die.

After the crazy old man got the address, he immediately walked out of the hotel like a whirlwind, and he had a feeling that the other party was in that place. As long as he passes, he will definitely be able to meet Kane's murderer.

After watching the eighth child leave, the black man breathed a sigh of relief: "Stranger, don't blame me for telling the truth." I'm doing this for self-preservation, and if you have any grudges, settle them privately! Don't implicate us innocents! ”

At the same time, Alex had arrived at Putus Manor, and from far away, he could feel that the manor exuded a terrifying and eerie feeling, and it was no wonder that the people of the town were deeply afraid of it.

This historic estate was built in 1847 as a wedding gift for his daughter by the richest man in Louisiana. After the end of the American Civil War, the estate fell into disrepair, and soon few people dared to visit the neighborhood.

When Alex walked into a certain area of the manor, he suddenly heard the sound of ghosts crying wolves in his ears, and at the same time felt a cold chill rushing towards him. Thankfully, Alex just shivered, and then nothing happened.

"What's going on?" Alex thought to himself, "It's a bit like being in a hospital and a cemetery, could it be that this was once a cemetery?" ”

This mottled-looking, Greek Revival house feels a bit ghostly, and even people like him are a little suspicious.

Naturally, the manor was not built on a cemetery, and it is unlikely that so many dead people would be buried here. But there is a similar energy surrounding the neighborhood.

He touched the gun on his body, it was a pistol, and he brought it out for self-defense.

Alex doesn't think that with his abilities and kung fu, he can fight the invincible opponents in the world, and when he can use a gun, he can't use his fists. He likes to be efficient in everything he does, and if it weren't for the mysterious witchcraft involved this time, he wanted to know it for himself.

The estate is quite large, with a single utility house and a garden full of flowers. This garden faces the corridor of the main building. Alex didn't dare to sneak in head-on. Instead, he went around to the back, and he tried to break through there.

Behind the manor house was a canal, and after jumping over it, he came to a wall. Above are the eaves.

Alex naturally couldn't break through the wall. It's too much movement. will immediately startle the people in the house. All he wanted was to climb up to the eaves and enter the house through the attic window.

With his unique skills, he is naturally not afraid of this height. Reaching out into a claw, like an eagle's claw, he cut out shallow pits in the wall.

With a shard of his wrist, his body soared into the air like an ape.

After a few clicks, he climbed up, then rolled down the eaves to near the window, and the cat scurried in.

The process is very fast and takes less than a few seconds to complete. His skills were actually learned from Kane and the Crazy Eight, and for these killers, sneaking in quietly is like eating and drinking.

Alex was convinced that he had not alarmed anyone.

The inside of the house was extremely dark, and compared to the outside, it was simply two different worlds.

The time he chose to dive in was around three o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun had not yet set, and the sun was shining.

It's just that before I entered the manor, I felt eerie, and when I entered it, I felt even more cold. It's like entering a monster cave, and if you're not careful, you'll be killed.

"This kind of place can also be lived?" Alex thought to himself. He knew that this house was a hundred years old, but he still didn't expect it to look like this inside.

It's not that the house is dilapidated or anything, but there is an indescribable feeling.

Anyone who has been to that kind of century-old house knows that such a house is usually relatively shady, but such an eerie and cold room environment like night water is really rare.

"It's not because the temperature is too low, it's because there's some kind of energy in it. If it was just an ordinary person who came in, maybe it just felt so cold that the hairs stood on end. I could feel the energy so much that my body was too sensitive. ”

Alex crept around the house, looking for a target, and secretly speculated about the cause of the house's environment.

According to his judgment, the owner of the house arranged a lot of witchcraft in this house and also stored a lot of witchcraft items. These things are spontaneously attracting dead souls in the vicinity, and over time, they will form an environment similar to a cemetery or a hospital.

If this is the case, then Alex should also be able to find a way to improve his ability from studying witchcraft, after all, the spiritual space also needs to absorb soul energy in order to be promoted.

It is very difficult to rely on the energy provided by oneself alone.

Alex was passing by a house when he suddenly stopped: "Huh? There's someone in bed here! ”

This feeling is real, since his kung fu has reached the level of dark energy, his five senses ability has been greatly improved. In this silence, even through the thick walls, he could feel if there was anyone in the room.

To go in or not to go in?

Alex was thinking that if it wasn't Justifa but someone else, it would probably alarm the people in the room. He stood quietly in the doorway, and felt the people inside, and after a while, he figured out that there were two people inside.

Because there are two sounds of breathing, one stronger and one weaker.

Go inside, it's just a waste of time to stand here at the door.

Alex twisted the handle slightly, then slowly pushed the door open. Since the house was very old, no matter how careful he was, there was no way to keep the door from making a sound.

I only heard the door squeak! The door is open!

Fortunately, no one was alarmed, and no one in the house was woken up. Alex walked lightly to the bed, and there were two people lying on it, and because the light was dim, it was impossible to see who they were.

He walked over and pulled the curtain back a little, only to realize that there were two black men lying on the bed.

A man and a woman, lying side by side, eyes closed.

Alex didn't expect his luck to be so good, and he found the target person at once.

The purpose of his visit this time is to find little Richard's uncle and find a way to solve the problem of the side effects of witchcraft. In fact, this is only a superficial reason, and more importantly, he wants to copy the experience and skills of the wizard master and find a way to improve his ability.

As for how to solve the problem of Justifa being unable to speak and move, it is very simple. Alex's ability to solve the problem is one of the reasons why he is here in person.

Justifa looked closely at his face, which was the image of a typical black uncle, with dark skin and gray hair.

The doll model is complete!

Then start the soul energy replication!

Alex reached out and put it on Justifah's forehead, and strange things happened, no matter how much he touched the other person's body, he couldn't replicate it. (To be continued......)