The fat killer held his stomach. Although he was still whining in pain, his symptoms had alleviated a lot.
He suddenly tilted his head to the side and vomited.
The thin killer took a look and felt his heart pounding - what spat out from the fat killer's mouth were not ordinary food residues, but eyeballs, which rolled to the ground, some of which kept bouncing.
Could it be that the "balls" the fat man ate just now were these eyeballs? Every bite he eats is delicious!
The thin killer didn't dare to look any further. He turned around and glanced at the row of white lanterns hanging along the street under the eaves, feeling increasingly uneasy.
This street is probably not a street that exists in reality, but a ghost street that can only be seen at midnight.
The fat man escaped just now with the help of a "Disaster Avoidance Talisman" bought from Qingming Palace. Now that the disaster avoidance charm has been used, what should I do if I get hit again?
The more the thin killer thought about it, the more chills he felt down his back. He reached out and pulled the fat killer up from the ground, and said in a deep voice: "We are quitting this deal, go back quickly!"
The fat killer leaned weakly on the thin killer's shoulder, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.
The two were about to walk back when suddenly a dark wind blew, and in an instant, the pieces of paper in the fat killer's wallet were blown all over the sky.
Banknotes, letters, and talismans were swirling around the two of them.
The most eye-catching thing was the two talisman papers that started to burn in mid-air, one red and one white, floating in the air, and soon burned to nothing but ashes.
The thin killer's heart sank and he smiled sadly: "I'm afraid I can't go back now..."
The two talisman papers, one red and one white, were the same as the previous "disaster avoidance talisman". They were bought at a high price from the auction of Qingming Palace. It is said that they were painted by Archmage Molle himself.
The red one is called the Red Evil Talisman, which can summon the Red Evil Talisman.
The white one is called the White Evil Talisman, which can summon White Evil.
These two talismans need to be used together with the "disaster avoidance talisman" in order to summon the red and white evil spirits and protect yourself safely at the same time.
Originally, these two talismans were to be used against Jiang. After all, that young man was a ruthless man who single-handedly took down the entire Two Wolf Hunting Group. I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to defeat him without spending some money.
But now, without the disaster-avoiding talisman, the red and white demons will probably attack him.
A gust of cold wind penetrated the bones, and a denser fog condensed on the streets.
There was a shrill sound of gongs and drums in the thick fog, and a team of bride-grooming teams dressed in red, surrounded by a red sedan, walked towards the bride in a lively manner.
——This is a red evil spirit.
The street behind them played sad music, and a funeral procession wearing white mourning clothes walked in the middle of the street, blocking the escape route of the two people.
——This is Baisha.
The red and white demons, one behind the other, blocked the two killers in the middle and pressed forward step by step.
The thin killer put the fat killer on the ground, clenched the fierce blade in his hand, and spat: "Bah! I killed people at the age of thirteen, wiped out my family at the age of fifteen, entered the Fengyu Tower at the age of eighteen, and saved hundreds of lives under my hands. The great patron of the Lord of Hell! You little brats, show me some respect!"
After all, he is a professional killer who specializes in buying and selling human lives. As he holds the knife and gathers strength, an evil aura comes out of his body, and the thick fog around him seems to be diluted a bit.
But the red and white evil spirits are not ordinary little ghosts. They are not afraid of this evil spirit and still approach step by step.
Evil men and ghosts collide head-on.
Everyone in the funeral procession was dressed in pale mourning clothes, and their faces were as pale as the dead. They all had sad and unlucky crying faces, and there was a gloomy chill about them, which turned the skinny killer's neck and lips into a dark green color.
Everyone in the wedding team wore bright red wedding clothes, with weird smiles on their faces, as stiff and fake as the paintings. At first glance, the bright red color is dazzling, like blood flowing, making people dizzy.
The two teams were intertwined, and the red and white figures were going back and forth. They were upside down, confusing, and very strange. In an instant, the world was spinning, and I didn't know if I was in the human world or in the netherworld.
The sound of festive gongs and drums and sad music, great joy and great sorrow were mixed together, and suddenly formed an evil melody that penetrated deep into the soul, impacting the Lingtai Lumen, as if three souls and seven souls were being pulled out of the body by this evil melody. , split into two, and merged into the teams of both sides that were filled with joy and sorrow.
The fat killer on the ground made no movement at first.
The skinny killer was still gritting his teeth and persisting, but as the weird melody pierced his eardrums, he felt a splitting headache, as if something was about to drill out of his head.
The red or white figures in front of him were spinning around, and the thin killer's consciousness gradually blurred. After a moment of confusion, he found that he was already sitting in a sedan chair, wearing a dress as bright as blood, with a red veil on his head. Hijab, dressed up like a bride!
His vision was obscured by a bright red hijab, and the thin killer's consciousness was gradually engulfed in blood...
Early the next morning, people found a coffin and a sedan chair at the intersection, both made of paper, but each contained a corpse.
There was a fat corpse in the white paper coffin. He was bleeding from all the orifices and had a look of horror on his face. His two fat hands were raised and clasped, as if he wanted to lift the lid of the coffin, but only shallow fingernail marks were left on the paper. .
In the red paper sedan chair was a man as thin as a monkey, wearing a wedding dress made of red paper, with a silly smile on his face, as if he really thought he was a bride to be married...
On the other side, Jiang Chen, who had finally gotten rid of the group of ghosts, was still unaware of the episode behind him and was holding on to the wall, breathing heavily.
"Come down!" Jiang Chen shook his shoulders.
Looking at Miss Gao's unfinished expression, he couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Do you think this is fun?"
Miss Gao immediately calmed down her expression, crossed her shoulders with her hands, and said pitifully: "I'm just too scared! I'm just a delicate and weak woman, so what's wrong with me being timid?"
She pretended to rub her eyes to wipe away her tears, and quietly observed Jiang Chen's expression through her fingers.
Jiang Chen wanted to scold her, but seeing her pretending to be pitiful, he held back, looked around, and sighed, "That painter is nearby."
"Really? You are so awesome!"
Jiang Chen shook his head and took out Xiaoqiu's portrait from his arms.
In his field of vision, the dust and smoke diffused from the scroll became thick and dense nearby, converging towards a small green-tiled attic in the distance.
He held Miss Gao's sleeve, followed these traces, turned into a secluded alley, and came to the small attic.
"Does he live here? How did you know?" Miss Gao's face was full of curiosity.
"Intuition." Jiang Chen said, making a silent gesture and lowering his voice, "There are others upstairs."
"She must be the beautiful girl invited by Master Zhaochan. We are very lucky and came one step ahead of us."
"Go up and have a look. Be careful, this painter is a bit evil."
The stairs were unlit and dark, and only the low footsteps of the two people could be heard.
The corridor on the second floor was also dark and had an eerie feeling. Miss Gao nervously tightened her grip on Jiang Chen's wrist.
The two walked quietly through the corridor, turned the corner, and saw two figures, one tall and one short, guarding the door of a room. There was a faint candlelight in the room.
Even though Miss Gao stepped lightly, she was still noticed by someone at the door, and his wary eyes swept over her.
He was a handsome-looking silver-armored warrior, about twenty years old, with a sword in his hand and a stern expression.
Jiang Chen waved his hand, indicating that he had no ill intentions.
"We are here to visit Master Yaochan. Is he inside?" Jiang Chen asked softly.
While speaking, another woman turned her head, and Jiang Chen saw her appearance clearly. It turned out that she was an acquaintance, "The Fragrance Thief" Lin Shuixian.
So the two people painting in the room must be Lin Xi and Yaochan?
Lin Shuixian also showed a look of surprise. He took a few steps closer and whispered, "Master Yaochan is painting for Miss Axi. Please wait a moment."
Jiang Chen nodded and pointed to the dark corridor: "Why don't you light up the lamp?"
"This is Master Yaochan's quirk. When he is painting, he prohibits all interference from outside light and sound. Let's stop talking and wait until Miss Axi comes out before you go in!"
Miss Gao snorted softly: "The airs are quite big."
She was very concerned about the fact that Lin Xi got the invitation from Master Yaochan before she did.
The four of them waited outside, listening to the occasional small noises coming from the room, and said nothing for a while.
Jiang Chen half-closed his eyes and quietly let out a ray of spiritual thought, peering through the crack in the door to see what was going on inside.
But there seemed to be some kind of strange magic circle arranged in the room. After extending the spiritual mind for half a foot, it became difficult to advance any further. After a moment of stalemate, there seemed to be a feeling of being eroded by pollution.
Jiang Chen quickly withdrew his spiritual thoughts and murmured: "The evil sect..."
"Where is the evil?" The silver-armored warrior had been observing Jiang Chen, and when he saw something different in his expression, he asked.
Jiang Chen rubbed his forehead and recited a few words of "Exorcist Curse" silently to dissipate the feeling of contamination. "The magic circle in that room is a bit like some kind of sacrificial ceremony..."
The silver-armored warrior's expression changed slightly, and when he was about to ask, he suddenly heard a long laugh coming from the room: "Hahahaha, you're done!"
Miss Gao couldn't wait to push the door open and burst in, shouting: "Let me see what the little bitch looks like?"
The silver-armored warrior followed closely and saw Lin Xi moving his leg and foot joints. It seemed that there was nothing serious, and he breathed a sigh of relief silently.
Jiang Chen looked at the painter for the first time and felt that he looked familiar. After thinking for a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Master Nong Yue!"
This blurt out surprised everyone.
The painter narrowed his eyes, stroked his short beard, and cast a scrutinizing gaze on Jiang Chen's face: "You are..."
Jiang Chen said: "Although you are disguised, the distance between your eyes and the center of your eyebrows has not changed, and there is a forked eyebrow at the left corner of your eye! I noticed that eyebrow the first time I saw you in the teahouse yesterday …”
People invariably looked at the painter's eyebrows.
The painter lowered his head and said displeasedly: "If you continue to slander me for no reason like this, get out of here!"
Jiang Chen was about to say something more, but suddenly his feet went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, he acted quickly and regained his balance, avoiding the consequences of making a fool of himself on the spot.
He was secretly horrified: This young hero now has a fourth-level "Tempered Bone" physique, with strong muscles and bones, and vigorous blood. It is very difficult for phenomena like "weakness in the limbs" and "weakness under the feet" to happen to him. The inexplicable trembling just now, could it be that Young Master Nongyue secretly cast a magic spell?
"Don't lower your head, let me take a closer look." Miss Gao did not notice the danger at all. Instead, she squatted down and looked at the painter's eyebrows with interest.
"You can see clearly, my eyebrows are normal, not split at all!" The painter slowly raised his head, his eyes reflected the flickering candlelight, and his whole face looked uncertain.
Masters like Jiang Chen and Shining Armor can easily tell that the artist's eyebrows are indeed not split.
As for Lin Xi and Miss Gao, who rely on magic weapons, they are trying to observe with their eyes wide open.
Lin Narcissus, who was farther away, felt dazzled and couldn't see the details clearly.
"Actually, you don't need to be so nervous. Your eyebrows are normal." Jiang Chen straightened his body and smiled, "You repair your appearance carefully every day. You should be more confident. Why bother to perform illusions in front of everyone? What? You know, you are not the only one here!"
"You lied to me!" The painter came to his senses and his face turned red.
He had just been deceived by Jiang Chen. In desperation, he used an illusion to disguise part of his face, but unexpectedly he fell into the trap.
But he really couldn't figure out how Jiang Chen recognized him?
Of course the painter didn't know that when he teased the peach blossom assassin in the teahouse yesterday, Jiang Chen remembered his aura. And his disguise technique is almost invisible to a god-refining monk.
