Maybe it's because of the recurrence of the epidemic.

After all, there are fewer pedestrians on the streets than in the past.

Considering that staying in one place all the time, the benefits are not high.

So after He Wen and Kashiwagi separated, they were ready to distribute leaflets in another place.

But just when the young man was about to leave this pedestrian street.

A familiar voice suddenly stopped him from behind.

"What's that, little brother, please wait a minute."

"Huh?"

Turning back in surprise, He Wen found.

The one who chased after him turned out to be a middle-aged man who had just talked to him.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?"

Glancing suspiciously, the man's slightly hurried pace, He Wen pulled the backpack on his shoulder.

"Oh, nothing."

Kashiwagi smiled as harmlessly as he could, obviously thinking that there was something wrong with He Wen.

At the same time, he also knew very well that if he wanted to retain young people, he had to find a proper reason.

But there is no excuse left and right, so he can only talk nonsense in a hurry.

"Like, can I take a look at your cat first?"

"Well, of course."

He Wen didn't doubt him, smiled relievedly, put the backpack sideways in front of him, and then unzipped the seal.

"You see, it's right here, and it's been peaceful."

Realistically speaking, Kashiwagi stopped He Wen naturally not to see any pet cats. He was just inspired by that moment, so he subconsciously suspected that the youth had something to do with the supernatural.

In addition, if there is really a spirit that wants to attack ordinary people, then he has to take some precautions no matter what he says.

At least leave a mark for long-term observation or follow-up.

"yes, looking at it this way, it's really pretty good."

Absentmindedly, he lowered his head and glanced at the black cat inside the pet bag.

Kashiwagi's left hand flipped in secret, and a white note the size of his index finger was pinched in his hand.

One thing to say, don't look at others who are both unkind and thick, but a pair of hands is quite dexterous.

Therefore, between breaths, the pieces of paper that I don't know where they came from were neatly folded into a paper figure.

Something is wrong with this guy......

At the same time, Jiang Sheng, who was lying in his backpack, also noticed the abnormality.

Because it found that the man in the black shirt in front of him actually had a light blue soul.

The souls of ordinary people are basically difficult to see for black cats, and most of them are even invisible at all.

Because their souls are too light and not condensed enough.

Just like He Wen, his soul could only vaguely touch Jiang Sheng's perception.

Only the soul with deep obsession will appear in the vision of the black cat.

And those spirits, without exception, are milky white and translucent images.

It was only at this moment that Jiang Sheng saw a second soul that was completely different in appearance and color.

A soul that can make it feel "dangerous".

What is this, superpowers?

Unable to determine whether the comer was friend or foe, Jiang Sheng's claws flicked out almost immediately.

"Speaking of which, has it been vaccinated?"

While distracting He Wen, Kashiwagi hid the paper figure in the palm of his hand and pasted it on his backpack.

"I don't know, I only picked it up a few days ago."

He Wen didn't notice Kashiwagi's small movements, or rather, he didn't have much defense at all.

After all, he didn't have spiritual vision, and as an adult male, the odds of encountering a crime in public like this were quite slim.

Therefore, at this moment, he was completely concentrating on answering Kashiwagi's question.

"Well, I actually quite like these little guys." Quietly glanced at the unmistakable paper figure.

Kashiwagi stretched out his hand to the young man again, grinning at the corners of his mouth and assuming a gesture to shake hands.

"It's better to do this, if you don't find the owner in the end, contact me, and I'm willing to adopt it."

"yes, that's great, I'm worried that I don't have enough energy to have a cat."

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, a smile appeared on He Wen's face.

Seeing that his hand was about to be handed to Kashiwagi.

"Meow!"

Jiang Sheng, who was still squatting in the backpack, suddenly jumped up and slapped off the paper figure in Kashiwagi's hand with one claw.

The sudden change of "this ......" made both of them stunned for a moment.

The next moment.

The white paper that slowly fell from mid-air burned itself to ashes.

Silence all around.

"Goo...... until Kashiwagi stood there and swallowed softly.

He finally knew why his own inspiration, which had always been out of tune, had given such a strong warning before.

The reason is undoubtedly that he has met an existence that cannot be provoked.

Spiritual Test Strip: A simple tool often used by ordinary psychic people. They are able to discern the intensity of psionic energy in close proximity. At the same time, it can be folded into different shapes to exert different effects.

Paper figurines are one of its common uses.

The role is to identify, mark, and track.

Discernment is to discern the strength or weakness of the spiritual energy that is being touched.

A marker is where the marker itself is located.

Tracking, is the user, can sense the movement of the paper figure at any time.

To put it bluntly, it is a positioning and measurement device.

Moreover, positioning can only be positioned, carrying the physical target of the paper man, and the calculation can only measure the object that is in contact.

Originally, Kashiwagi's idea was to use a paper figure to confirm whether there was a spirit in the young man's body.

If not, forget it.

If so, he can hide the paper figure in the youth's pocket or backpack to monitor the youth's movements.

How do you know that his paper figure was directly smashed by Jiang Sheng.

The Spiritual Test Strip is not strong, but it is definitely not an easy task to burn it.

At least there must be an evil spirit the size of "one person" to force the paper man to self-immolate.

And the evil spirit of the size of "one person", if it is dispatched, it is enough to exude the misfortune that can kill people.

To put it more bluntly, it is to be targeted by this evil spirit, which can lead to a serious illness at least and a heart arrest at worst.

In short, whether you die or not depends on whether the other party is hungry or not.

But why, such a huge evil spirit has no tendency to spread, but is concentrated in the body of a cat?

Is there anything special about this cat?

No, I can't deal with it right now. We have to withdraw first, and then think about it in the long run.

Thinking so, Kashiwagi didn't even say goodbye to He Wenduo, and hurriedly turned around and left.

Spirits below the spirit level have only instincts, and this is a rare advantage for humans.

Psionic people usually don't fight with the supernatural, and the life or death of a few people, or even dozens of people, cannot affect their judgment.

Undoubtedly, their ultimate goal has always been to prevent a greater catastrophe.

To do this, they have to make trade-offs.