The material used to make the incense is rooted in the people's belief in the underworld.

There is no doubt about that.

Similarly, Yan Jing, who possessed the statue of the Dragon and Tiger Yama, was well aware of the suppressive effect of the power of faith on evil spirits.

It contains the purest hopes and aspirations of human beings, and it can deal the most effective blow to that group of monsters in another dimension.

No wonder the Torch cares so much about the world, desperate to figure out how to make the incense.

The reason is simple.

If the manufacture of pious incense can be replicated, the present world in which Yan Jing lives and some of the worlds that are being invaded by evil spirits connected by the torch also have a chance to master this technology, right?

Not to mention the fact that the main quest 2 also mentions the Domain Sealing Door technology.

In Yan Jing's opinion, nine times out of ten, this is the technology developed for the rift in the different space, and it is also the key reason why the human race and the underworld can sincerely cooperate to create such a prosperous era in this era!

The three pious incense sticks bottomed out, and Bai Ruosu couldn't wait to ask,

"Can you understand me now?"

His eyes fell on the face of the soul warrior who took off the hat, and Bai Ruosu only noticed at this time that this soul warrior was actually a young man who looked only a few years older than himself, with an angular face and a resolute face.

Yan Jing still didn't answer.

He can't just buy a few sticks of incense.

"The energy has been replenished, but it still can't work, does it mean that you still need to face the threat before you can activate it?"

Seeing that the soul warrior still had no reaction, Bai Ruosu took out the bell in his arms and muttered to himself,

"If you go to the Cuihe Tavern in the evening, you will likely encounter enemies, and if you want to fight against the ghost master, you need to get the help of the soul warrior, and it will be risky to explore it when the time comes, it seems that this is the only way to go."

The so-called ghost riders are actually a group of people who raise powerful ghosts in their bodies and obtain extraordinary abilities by paying a strange price.

The killer I met in the ready-to-wear store before raised a starving ghost, and what he paid for was his own flesh and blood.

On the other hand, if the monks of the Three Law Divisions want to fight against this group of crazy guys, they naturally need corresponding abilities, and the soul warriors are the "plug-ins" given to them by the underworld.

It doesn't cost anything other than the incense of piety to the monk, and the monk is able to gain a companion who is not afraid of death and the corresponding supernatural abilities.

It's just that there is one more step to complete in order to realize the sharing of extraordinary abilities.

After all, the power of the soul warrior cannot stay in the monk's body forever.

With his right hand, he held the contract bell in front of his chest, and Bai Ruosu chanted a mantra in his mouth.

The next second.

A light blue psionic ring appeared around the bell, and its shape changed.

Yan Jing, who was standing in front of Bai Ruosu, felt a sudden burst in his heart.

His instincts told him that the other party was contacting the Soul Warrior somehow, and the problem was that he was just a fake.

But it doesn't matter.

The torch shot again.

"If a change in the temporary contract is detected, please select one or more abilities as a soul talent to share with the contractor."

In order to be able to figure out the secrets of this world, Torch took the initiative to assist Yan Jing, an act that even went beyond the previous information given.

Yan Jing knew that there was not only the previous reason for this, but the real key was that he had already been recognized by the torch.

Several fights in another world, extremely high settlement evaluation, even among the first batch of Ember Apostles, Yan Jing's existence is an outlier, and because of this, he is often the first choice for Torch to choose a conscription mission.

Since it is a "first-to-die", the torch naturally has to give enough preferential treatment outside the rules.

Ability selection [Insect Premonition]!

The earlier arrangement in the ready-to-wear shop finally came in handy.

Almost at the same time as Yan Jing made her decision, the bell in Bai Ruosu's hand turned into a streamer of light and condensed on her index finger, and an invisible power was generated from her body.

Hiss ~ Whew ~

Taking a deep breath, Bai Ruosu's eyes widened.

In this moment, she experienced the enhancement of her senses after the premonition of the insect was maximized.

Her eyes could see the flaws between the gaps in the door frames, her ears could clearly hear the faint sound of churning air as the heater gushed out behind her, and on one side, small insects swept over her sideburns, and she just raised her hand to grasp it easily.

This unprecedented transcendent power shocked her, and she couldn't help but stare at the black-robed soul warrior in front of her.

She was right, with the position of the third batch this time, she had picked up a powerful existence that was not inferior to the first two batches of middle and high-level soul warriors!

Not to mention, this didn't seem to be the limit of the soul warrior in front of her, she could feel that the power on the other end of the ring was much more than that.

At this time, Bai Ruosu didn't know that Yan Jing's surprise was no less than her.

He saw the ring made of a bell on the forefinger of the former, and the appearance of the ring was all too familiar.

It resembles a combination of man and beast, and the surface is covered with mysterious painted patterns, the eyes are hollowed, the fangs on both sides of the mouth are interlaced, and there are horns that look like clouds on the edges.

This is clearly the ring version of the Spirit Mask!

Although Yan Jing has rarely bothered to spend time on this prop because of the increase in his own strength recently, and the fact that the soul collected in the mask is basically enough, the spirit mask is very impressive as his original core prop.

Therefore, as soon as the ring appeared, Yan Jing noticed its particularity.

This is no accident.

Yan Jing had been curious about where the various magical items in the mission rewards given by the torch came from, but now it seemed that he had come to a conclusion.

"Condition Met Detected."

"The side quest [Soul Spirit] has been opened, please find out the origin and production method of the Soul Bell."

The hint that the torch appeared with it confirmed Yan Jing's suspicions.

The origin of the Spirit Mask is in this world!

This unexpected discovery made Yan Jing couldn't help but get excited, he saw the advanced direction of the Spirit Mask, if Bai Ruosu could sign a contract with this thing, he could naturally too!

After some testing, whether it is Bai Ruosu or Yan Jing, it can be said that they have gained something.

Bai Ruosu, who realized that his prayer had been answered by King Yama, became more and more excited, and took advantage of the fact that there was still some time before dusk to start sorting out other clues about the incense robbery case.

Time passed slowly, and the sky outside the window was getting dark.

In the evening, the butler of the White Mansion pushed open the door.

Several plainly dressed servants stepped out of the threshold with their respective packages on their backs, and left talking to each other.

Bai Ruosu, who was wearing a silver fox coat, stood at the door, holding an umbrella to say goodbye to everyone.

They were hired to arrange the funeral in the house temporarily, and now that all aspects have been completed, there is naturally no need to stay.

The group turned two blocks and dispersed.

Two of them walked straight to a nearby bus stop.

When the roof of the bus was steaming and the bus with two lanterns hanging on the front came from a distance, Bai Ruosu wiped off the camouflage on his face and returned to his original appearance.

That's right, she played a trick before.

At the door was her personal maid, the two of them were not much different, plus thick clothes and umbrellas, it was difficult to be recognized at a slight distance.

The first snow of early winter fell for most of the day, and it still didn't stop.

However, the snow was lighter, and scattered pieces of snow swept between the towering buildings on both sides of the street.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't miss it when you pass by!"

"Cuihe Tavern wine, open today!"

"Fifty jars are limited, first come, first served, one or two silver, you can't buy it at a loss, you can't be fooled~"

Approaching the sale of new wine, Cuihe Tavern was very lively in front of the door, several street performers stood left and right, wearing strange costumes, constantly performing some novel magic, and the tavern guys were wearing self-confessed rags on their shoulders, shouting with high interest.

The rich aroma of wine and the performance hooked passers-by, and after a while, many people gathered at the entrance of the tavern.

In the restaurant across the street sat Bai Ruosu and Yan Jing.

In order to squat at the knife guest Qian Sanhe, both of them made cross-dresses and changed into ordinary regular clothes.

Bai Ruosu, who can become a judge and inspector at this age, is naturally not mixed up, without any hypocrisy, dressed in thick cotton clothes, completely without makeup, with his hands in his sleeves, he takes out two breaths from time to time, and stuffs half of the chopsticks noodles into his mouth.

Yan Jing also changed into peasant clothes, and deliberately smeared some soil ash on his forehead and cheeks.

There's no way, his expressionless and cold face, if he doesn't want to hide it, it is estimated that Qian Sanhe will have to run when he sees it.

With the official launch of Cuihe wine.

Bai Ruosu adjusted his position, turned sideways, and his eyes wandered through the crowd.

According to the information provided by the informant, Qian Sanhe is an alcoholic, although he has been to the tavern less often recently, but after a long time, the wine worm in his stomach will definitely not be able to bear it.

Sure enough, I waited for about half an hour.

In the crowd, a muscular man wearing a bamboo hat kept squeezing forward, shouting to leave him an altar.

Even though he had disguised himself in advance, the swordsman's physique and the reactions of passers-by who bumped into him along the way betrayed his identity.

Bai Ruosu put down his chopsticks and prepared to get up and go to intercept.

However, just as she moved, there were several short sounds of benches rubbing against the floor.

A few diners sitting near the door walked out of the restaurant one after another as if they had made an appointment, and they didn't finish the food on the table.

Looking at their figures, Bai Ruosu sat back down.

On the other side, Qian Sanhe successfully bought the last jar of wine with his relationship in Cuihe Tavern, and walked out of the store with a sense of satisfaction.

Notice that the crowd around you has begun to disperse.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he hurriedly lowered his hat and walked to the other side of the street.

It's just that before he went far, as a swordsman who has been wandering the rivers and lakes all year round, he was still sensitively aware of the sight from behind him, and he didn't dare to look back directly, but stopped briefly in front of the window of a watch shop on the street.

Pretending to look at the objects in the store, in fact, he is looking at the situation behind him through the glass of the window.

Three middle-aged men on the left and two young men on the right, all wearing overcoats with bulging pockets around their waists, clearly hiding weapons.

Pretend to be casual and keep walking.

When he came to the mouth of a lane, he made a mistake and suddenly accelerated his speed and rushed straight in.

The neighborhood where Cuihe Tavern is located is one of the more prosperous areas in the city, with a large number of buildings scattered and scattered, and the most important thing is the lanes that extend in all directions, and Qian Sanhe is a perennial figure in this area.

In his opinion, as long as he entered the alleyway, with his familiarity with the place, it would be easy to get rid of the stalker.

However, with a chase in the alleyway, he was desperate to find that the footsteps behind him not only did not disappear, but got closer and closer.

The side door of a shop in front of it suddenly opened.

Several strong men dressed as martial artists blocked the intersection with weapons in their hands, and their faces were full of playful smiles.

"Don't waste time, no matter how familiar you are with this place, can you still be familiar with our Haijiao Gang."

The permanent population of Xudu is close to 10 million, and the local gang power is not less, and the Haijiao Gang is a gang that has been entrenched in several neighborhoods here for many years.

"Haijiao Gang cough cough, I think you should recognize the wrong person, I am an old friend with your deputy gang leader, and I have no grudges with you in the past and no enmity in the near future, what are you looking for me?"

The road was blocked by people in front and back, Qian Sanhe lifted the hat and explained with a calm smile.

"Whoever can kill him will be rewarded with three hundred taels."

The leader of the roadblock didn't intend to waste his tongue at all, twisted his neck, and rushed towards Qian Sanhe with a muffled roar.

Hearing that there was still a reward, the rest of the people also drew their weapons from their waists and surrounded them with a cruel smile.

Qian Sanhe didn't draw his knife, he knew very well what the consequences of outflanking the front and back in this kind of alleyway, he hugged the wine jar and looked up.

Buildings tens of meters high, pipes on both sides of the periphery, and covered bridges and passages at high places.

He wanted to use these extra facilities to escape, but the problem was that he didn't have time to get there right now.

The siege of the members of the Haijiao Gang was about to take shape, and in a hurry, Qian Sanhe held the wine jar, looked at the several garbage cans stacked together not far ahead, and walked forward quickly without drawing his knife, but just shouted,

"I have already brought people to you, and they are the masterminds of the incense robbery!"

Looking at Qian Sanhe's sudden charge, and hearing his shout, the members of the Haijiao Gang all stopped in unison.

The incense robbery case is the biggest case in the capital in recent times, not to mention the cooperation of the three law divisions, and the whole process of the underworld follow-up, even if a few people here don't know why Qian Sanhe suddenly shouted like this, they still hurriedly checked left and right, for fear that someone was ambushing in the dark.

"Heh, a bunch of stupid pigs, follow Lao Tzu's ass and eat shit!"

Successfully deceived this group of people, Qian Sanhe took advantage of the gap between their stunned thoughts, raised his foot and pedaled on the lid of the trash can, and the whole person jumped up a distance, holding the wine jar with his left hand and holding the window frame with his right hand.

He was about to flip over and flee for his life, but suddenly there was a series of blows in his ears.

Hurriedly lowered his head, and saw that the group of Haijiao Gang members in the alleyway were actually fighting with a passerby who didn't know where to come, and they had already been lying down in a few seconds.

At this time, Qian Sanhe didn't care so much, and just wanted to escape first, but as soon as he made a move, the window frame next to him was hit by a bullet, splashing extremely fast rubble.

Looking in the direction where the gunshots came, on the other side of the alleyway, a "peasant woman" held a gun in her hand.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A barrage of gunshots.

Directly on the window frame next to Qian Sanhe, an unbiased, pointing arrow pointing downwards was punched!