"I can't believe that there are still living spells in this world."

It's a slightly hot summer day.

The air is slightly distorted on the side of the road.

A pale teenager in a black short-sleeved shirt is holding a parasol and looking down at the text message coming from his mobile phone.

Why do you say it's pale?

That's because his skin is a little too fair.

Just like a freshly painted wall.

There is no blood and luster, and even sickness.

Even the hair is dry white, looking thin and brittle.

A fisherman's hat was tapped on his head, and a pair of heavy, full-rim sunglasses rested between the bridge of his nose, and a fish-lip-like collar stood upright, obscuring the lower part of his cheeks.

Well, the lower half of wearing a mask.

He seems to be afraid of the sun.

This is the second impression that a teenager can give other than pale.

There is no doubt that he is a sick person.

And his illness, even ordinary people who have not learned much medical knowledge, is enough to quickly distinguish it.

Albinism is a monogenic genetic disease that cannot be cured.

Common symptoms of patients are: abnormal pigmentation, photophobia, decreased vision, etc.

At the same time, the probability of skin cancer will be higher than that of normal people.

Basically the same as the perception of outsiders, people who suffer from this disease are very vulnerable.

For them, even the simplest of going out and walking seems to be quite difficult.

And at this moment.

The current teenager is because of his other ability, and he has the possibility of being ignored by the sun.

"It's so hot, I feel a little sunburned."

Stretching his hand out of the umbrella and taking a feel for the size of the sun, the boy standing on the curb muttered softly.

"Cloud ghost, do me a favor......"

"Hiss......"

With a faint gasping sound, a black gas burst out of the young man's arms.

The next moment, the clouds in the sky began to gather.

It looks like it's going to rain.

Pedestrians who noticed this quickened their pace.

And the boy with the umbrella.

raised his hand and took off half of the mask on his face.

"Whew, I can finally breathe."

The spiritual power of a person with spiritual ability naturally has the effect of purifying the breath.

So, despite the aforementioned mentions, there is a lung infectious disease that is being locked down in various places.

But for most spiritual practitioners, the symbolism of the mask is still greater than the actual effect in the face of such diseases.

However, this obviously does not include the teenager, after all, he wears a mask to avoid the light.

"Cloud ghosts."

"Huh?"

"Just, let's make it rain."

"Hiss......"

……

It rained heavily in Kawaya City in the early afternoon.

How big is it?

As big as Jiang Sheng squatting inside the incubator, he could feel the fluctuations of the air under the knock of raindrops.

The sound of rain upset the cat......

Thinking so, the black cat went straight and jumped onto a newly delivered cat scratching board, scratching uncomfortably.

"What, do you think it's noisy?"

In the laboratory, all the researchers had already gone to lunch, but Yang was the only one who stayed quietly and was busy with his own project.

Until I caught a glimpse of the black cat's "restless" look.

She walked over to her and asked.

"Yes, cats' senses are much stronger than you humans."

Jiang Sheng didn't mind the rain, but such a heavy rainstorm would not be very friendly to it.

It's like your house is legally decorating on a weekday, and you're resting.

It's not happy and there's nowhere to complain.

"Do you want me to stuff two balls of cotton into your ears?"

He asked softly with a light smile.

Yang's quiet voice was very good, and there was a bit of a joke.

Since deciding to have a good relationship with Jiang Sheng.

This research assistant has almost completely changed from a capable professional woman to a big sister next door.

I have to say that women are really born actors.

"What about the beard, what about the beard?"

The black cat's paws kept moving, and it seemed that it had given up on itself.

"Well, that's right. How about I wrap your head in tape? ”

Just after thinking about it seriously, Yang Jing put on a straight face and made another suggestion.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

The black cat raised its head in disbelief, and at this moment, it was a little afraid to imagine the brain circuit of the woman in front of it.

"I'll leave you a breathing opening, how about it, do you want to try it?"

"No need, listen to me, thank you."

"Okay."

Xu sighed with some pity, and Yang quietly looked at the rain outside the window and narrowed his eyes pleasantly.

"Actually, I like to get a heavy rain once in a while."

That way, you can have some free time and not have to worry about other sounds.

"Knock knock."

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Breaking the current moment, the so-called "free" time.

"Tsk."

I guess I was a little dissatisfied.

After a few seconds, Yang Jingjing reorganized his superfluous expression and set off to open the door.

"Excuse me, ...... you are?"

At this time, a strange and eccentric teenager was standing outside the door.

looked at the other party's pitch-black outfit, and the miserable white skin under the clothes.

Even Yang Jingjing, who was a little unhappy because he was disturbed, was subconsciously stunned for a moment.

"Hello, my name is Bai Jie, and I'm a spell manager."

The pale boy looked at the woman in front of him and said quite politely.

"This time, I am in charge of the resentful spirit expulsion operation in Donghu City. I came here today to apply for a support spell in accordance with the instructions of my superiors. ”

"That's it." Nodding to confirm the spiritual power on the other party's body, Yang Jing turned sideways and let the young man in. At the same time, he glanced at the time on the clock and reminded him.

"You're late."

"Yes, due to some accidents on the way, I was delayed for a while, and I'm sorry for causing you any trouble."

The teenager clearly had no intention of shirking responsibility.

Because of my fear of light, it often affects the arrangement of the itinerary.

After a long time, he gradually got used to bowing his head and admitting his mistakes.

But if he wants to change it, eighty percent of it can't be changed.

"You wait here for a moment, I'll go and contact our director."

Not ready to delve into the problem of being late, after leading the teenager into the laboratory, Yang Jingjing walked out with his mobile phone.

The lab was deserted again.

Seeing the boy who was unattended, his eyes were directly attracted by the black cat in the incubator.

Is this the living curse?

Thinking about it like this, the teenager, who had not yet received the latest information, suddenly thought of something.

Even suddenly, he said hello to the black cat.

"Meow."

Immediately after, Jiang Sheng lay there and replied to him quietly.

"There are at least three grammatical errors in your meow."