Rooftop.
After the second spell was deployed to cover the whole body and nearby areas, Li Jia quickly treated the wound. He took off his shirt, took out a cylindrical object from his pocket, pried it with one hand, and the ball rolling hole was exposed at the top. He wiped it directly to the injured area.
As the ball rolling mouth leaves silver traces on the wound, the slowly flowing blood is directly controlled.
"This is so convenient."
The little paper people in the room nodded in unison, responding to Zuodao's comments.
Seeing Li Jia walking on thin ice, it can be seen that he, who is completely on the defensive, has been put at a disadvantage by this unusual fighting method and has put himself in a defensive position. Maybe Li Jia has something else. The method has not been used yet, but it is difficult for him to make up his mind about the price to be paid.
Little did they know that Zuo Dao at this time was a little powerless even if he wanted to make an explosion. Although he only needed to use a small amount of soul power to operate the instructions, he could not handle a large number of small paper figures at once, even if he had the 'Original Paper Spirit' To share the burden, each "instruction" requires Zuo Dao to arrange it, which also makes his little soul power stretched.
After thinking about it, Zuo Dao decided to light up the smoke:
"I don't want to kill you." At this time, another treacherous speech came from all around.
The other party's words made Li Jia suppress the nameless and strange anger in his heart, and his thoughts changed rapidly.
"I want to know the information about the person who created the First Mist Ritual, and I want to kill him." Zuo Dao said. He naturally wanted to eradicate the Mist Ritualist, but he was not as determined as he said.
I just want to test the relationship between them in this way.
Also, Zuo Dao feels a little strange.
"Li Jia's ability in battle is not bad, but I always feel that he is full of internal hesitation and contradictions. His fighting behavior is very weird, including his emotions." Zuo Dao had doubts in his heart and decided to challenge him. trick.
"What if I say I can't?" Li Jia replied
Then, there was silence again.
I know very well that there are many mistakes in saying too much. If you ask at this time: Why?
That was obviously a spontaneous statement, so he chose not to say a word, trying to create as much pressure as possible when Li Jia was unsure of himself and even never saw the real paper man.
And here, we have to mention why Duan Qiang showed up as a paper man when he was in a car accident. The paper spirit is difficult to hide at all stages of maintaining his life. Instead of making people feel that they are hiding something, it is better to use the paper man itself to be weird enough. Ways to improve your abilities and increase your weight in the other party's mind.
As for Li Jia, he needs to remain as mysterious as possible. There is one biggest difference between the two.
It is control.
Duan Qiang's life is maintained in Zuo Dao's hands, but Li Jia is not. Zuo Dao is not completely sure that he can take him down immediately. So many disguises are necessary. If the paper man is accidentally exposed, if the other party does not Being killed instead of arrested, there is no guarantee that the characteristics of his paper spirit will be noticed by the General Affairs Bureau and other departments.
That will invisibly create many crises for the left, unless there is a chance to kill or control the opponent first in the future.
Since Duan Qiang's death failed to give Li Jia any more information, he was able to increase his left-handed power infinitely. In his irritable heart, he wanted to fight to the death with the opponent, but at the same time, he wanted to leave as soon as possible.
At this time, the pain from the wound on Li Jia's body stimulated Li Jia's nerves. Strange runes automatically flowed in his eyes, and he began to anesthetize himself so that the pain would not affect the battle. At the same time, his emotions also calmed down. At this time, he suddenly said:
"Ritual·Dedicate one's heart and keep a promise. With this ritual, I can't tell him the information or the step plan based on what we agreed on."
"Dedicate your heart to keep your promise...?" Zuo Dao thought for a moment, and he could probably make a judgment from the literal meaning.
"Then I can't find any use in keeping you." Zuo Dao spoke through Zhi Ling.
When Li Jia heard this, he said calmly:
"But at a certain point, I can tell you where he is going to start. If I am controlled by you now, it will be considered a violation of my contract, and I will die soon. You can impose restrictions on me in your own way, so that I won’t run away after I leave.”
Li Jia directly revealed all his trump cards to Zuodao, and at the same time removed his spells to indicate that he was not aggressive. After suppressing the irritation in his heart, he seemed to have figured out something.
No matter who the other party is, if the entanglement has reached this stage, there is no point in resisting desperately. He has lost the best time to attack and the best time to escape.
As someone who once dealt with the mysterious department, he knew that the relevant department personnel in Huayu rarely acted alone, which meant that there was probably a group of people sharpening their knives waiting for him in places he didn't know about.
He couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart, but he was not in a "death situation" at the moment. As long as he could reach a "deal" to escape, he would have some opportunities in the future.
Moreover, Duan Qiang's posthumous affairs still needed to be resolved by himself. He needed room to act, so he surrendered.
——Not long after he rebelled against the General Affairs Bureau.
In Li Jia's judgment, a weird person like Zuo Dao is the only trouble he has seen in his life, and it is impossible that he lacks relevant means, or oaths related to spells, or contracts related to rituals.
The critical moment has come to test how Zuo Dao receives the "card".
"This does pose a problem for me..." Zuo Dao at the other end of the hotel thought.
As his thoughts raced, Zuo Dao looked for a method with similar effects. Soon, he thought of a method.
——Trickster·Destiny Book
"Without the witness of the gods, just the delivery of personal destiny, maybe you can try it. If the world cannot run, then..."
Zuo Dao was thinking, after Li Jia dispersed the wave of magical defense, a small paper figure silently carried a paper sword behind him, ready to go and self-destruct at any time, and Li Jia But nothing was noticed.
Once the current "restraint" methods that can be thought of fail, the leftist will give up on this possible line of fishing out the master of the Mist Ceremony.
"Okay." Zuo Dao spoke indifferently through Zhi Ling.
"What do you need me to do?" Li Jia asked.
Zuo Dao did not reply immediately. In the void space that Li Jia could not observe and at the blind spot of his sight, a small paper man was ordered to disassemble himself and transform back into the form of spiritual paper. At this time, two small paper figures also flew in. The little paper figurine uses spiritual power to smooth out its wrinkles.
Immediately afterwards, one of the small paper figures burned on its own and turned into a ball of green smoke attached to the spiritual paper. Immediately, the spiritual paper began to float, floating in the sky behind Li Jia to the ground in front of him.
"Use your blood, write your name, year of birth, and don't think about filling in the wrong information, you won't want to experience the consequences."
Li Jia's eyes moved when he heard this. This process was not any step that he was familiar with or heard about.
Without saying anything, he took out a small knife from the waistband of his trousers, cut his finger, and wrote slowly.
When the last stroke came down, Li Jia felt a sudden spin in his whole body, and felt that something important had been lost.
At the same time, the content written by Li Jia on the spiritual paper flashed with a faint breath of light.
Fortune book, success.
Immediately, the spiritual paper carrying the life book floated and disappeared under Li Jiacun's puzzled gaze, as if to say that this was the end?
The 'Book of Fate', which returned to reality, floated in front of one of the three paper spirits that had been cast at home.
Zhi Ling, the left path controller, touched his chin for a few breaths, and then used Zhi Ling's hand to write a few words.
"Li Jia, the wound is broken. 』
