After the cyclist passed by, the black-robed senior brother stood out from the reeds.
"Let's go find the teacher."
The two walked some distance, but saw a bicycle on the side of the road.
"Brother, this bike seems to belong to that person just now."
"I remember the teacher was always fishing around here too."
The man in black robe and his junior brother looked at each other and said nothing, but lay down in the reeds and looked towards the river.
At this time, by the river, there were two figures sitting on a pony fishing.
One is the teacher of the man in black robe, and the other is the man who used to ride a bicycle and wear a helmet.
The two seemed to be chatting about something.
"What kind of helmet should I wear when fishing?" The old man was a little curious. The old man was the master of the man in black robe, an old man with white beard and hair but full of muscles.
However, the figure wearing the helmet ignored him, and could only tell that he was a young man through his exposed hands.
"Young man, do you know what is the most important thing about fishing?" the old man suddenly asked, trying to attract the attention of the people around him.
The helmeted figure looked at the old man.
The old man continued: "It's patience."
The figure paused for a moment, then swung the rod and the fishhook fell into the water.
"Be patient." The old man instructed.
But only two seconds later, the fishing rod in the hand of the helmeted figure began to shake.
The old man was stunned and said, "No way."
The figure wearing the helmet put away the fishing rod in his hand, and caught a big and lively fish.
"..." The old man had nothing to say.
At this time, the figure wearing the helmet swung the stick again, and then suddenly took the initiative to speak, "Do you know about the club being wiped out?"
The old man narrowed his eyes. He was not surprised. The other party showed up suddenly at this time, hiding his head and tail. He was obviously prepared. The old man had also been testing before.
It seemed that he had guessed correctly. The other party knew about him and had something to tell him.
"Who are you?" the old man asked.
But the figure wearing the helmet did not reply and had no intention of revealing his identity.
The old man thought for a moment and replied, "I heard something."
Although the old man didn't want to answer the other party's questions, since the other party came to him, it meant that the other party was not simple and might have an unusual background.
If you refuse, the other party will always come to you. It is better to listen to what the other party wants to say.
Hearing the old man's answer, the helmeted figure continued: "The club is not simple. Although it has twelve masks, the most important ones are Rat and Ox. They have special means. If Rat and Ox are not killed, the club will go to other cities." , we can make a comeback."
The old man was stunned and thought for a moment, "What do you want to say?"
"I was thinking that there are nine talkers in the night talk organization, and the leaders are the top three of them. If one person has an accident, the other two people will support him. There is one more leader than the club leader, with more people and more money. , the organization will have more momentum, right?"
"After all, this is an organization that has been passed down for many years." The old man said, but he still didn't understand what the other party was going to say.
From clubs to nightclubs…
If we want to talk about the relationship with the old man, it is that both organizations cooperate with him. It used to be a club and now it is a night talk organization.
"If the club had one more leader, even if the rats and cows were killed, it would still be able to develop secretly."
"Who knows." The old man shook his head. These are meaningless things. The club has been destroyed.
At this time, the old man's fishing rod suddenly shook.
"There are fish again." The old man became energetic and wanted to get up and close his pole.
However, at this moment, a big stone hit the old man's head, and with a bang, the old man fell to the ground.
Behind the old man, a figure wearing a helmet appeared there without knowing when, holding a big stone in his hand.
The old man's head was attacked and he became dizzy, but he still reacted. He was attacked and hurriedly fought back.
A strong ghostly aura appeared around the old man.
It's just that the sun hasn't completely set yet, so this is not the right time for ghosts to come out and be active.
The brothers in black robes who were squatting in the reeds were shocked when they saw their teacher and uncle being attacked. They were about to shout out, but the brothers in black robes hurriedly closed their mouths and then covered their junior brothers' lips. Mouth.
"Hmm..." Junior brother looked anxious.
But the senior brother in black robe whispered: "Don't panic, the sun hasn't completely set yet. It's best for us to hide in the dark. A sneak attack is a better way."
Only then did the junior brother understand and nodded hurriedly.
The senior brother in black robe took out a special dagger and planned to go to the river to help his teacher.
Only at this time, something unexpected happened again.
Ghostly figures suddenly appeared around the helmeted figure and pounced on the old man.
The black-robed fellow was startled, "The other party is also a ghost breeder?"
The old man was still a little dizzy, but he still sensed the danger and hurriedly forced out two ghosts to protect himself.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the two ghosts, causing them to scream.
Then, the two fierce ghosts were extinguished and torn apart by waves of ghost shadows.
These ghosts seemed not to be affected by the sunlight, and each one gradually turned into a graceful woman.
The junior brother in black robes suddenly widened his eyes. Naturally, they were not dumbfounded by the woman.
"It's not affected much in the sun, and this kind of dry weight... That's not a ghost, it's weird!"
The two fierce ghosts also bought time for the old man. The old man hurriedly retreated and asked loudly: "Who are you?"
"The leader of the club is the last one left." The figure wearing a helmet replied.
Just when the black-robed brothers were about to lose their patience and were about to take action, the old man finally broke out.
As a ghost breeder who has lived for many years, although he lives a life of hiding in Tibet, his methods and abilities are definitely not bad.
Even if the sun hasn't set yet, the old man is confident that he can hold the opponent back. When the sun goes down, it's time for the old man to fight back.
It was only because of the opponent's sneak attack that the old man was at a disadvantage.
However, just when the old man burst out with ghost energy and wanted to do something, the old man's body flew up uncontrollably.
"Not good!" The old man's expression changed.
This was not because the old man cast the spell incorrectly or was attacked, but because the red clothes in his body suddenly moved.
The red-robed bird that was supposed to have no intelligence suddenly took control of the old man's body. Without any precautions, the old man was counterattacked.
"The ghost backfires?" The old man was shocked, but he felt that something was wrong.
Hong Yi, who reversely controlled the old man, did not go crazy and tear the old man to pieces. Instead, he controlled the old man's body, jumped into the river, and tried to escape along the river.
However, as soon as he got out of the water, the old man saw that the bottom of the river was filled with ghosts and a group of ghosts were hiding in the river, including many of them in red clothes.
Some ghosts are staring at the old man who fell into the water.
There is also a ghost holding the fishhook nearby, hanging the caught fish on the fishhook, and then pulling the fishing line.
There was no response from the other side of the fishing line.
