Five o'clock in the morning.

The night slowly passed, the sky gradually became clear, and the sun quietly poked its forehead from the horizon, sprinkling light and heat on the earth.

Yin disappeared and the yang rose. Jiulong Bay, which had been silent for the middle of the night, regained its vitality again. Countless people who were busy with their lives began a new day.

There are more and more people on the streets when setting up stalls, purchasing goods, going to school, exercising.

Bathed in the morning sun, Zhang Jiao walked slowly on the street, a little out of place with the busy crowd around him, but most people on the street had no time to pay attention to his abnormality.

Most people who can get up so early in the morning are busy for life. Morning is the most important and busiest time of their day. Everyone is busy making money, so how can they have time to observe a pedestrian?

Several white vans that were obviously overloaded were swiftly traveling through the streets and alleys because the "black dogs" had not yet started work, causing many people to curse.

"Shit, I'm so quick to reincarnate!"

Zhang Jiao walked in the sun as much as possible, basking in the already warm sun, feeling the constant commotion from the two dark objects in his body.

They were extremely disgusted and panicked about the sun, especially the Bixian who had just been sealed in. The moment they shone on the sun, their reaction was particularly fierce.

Bixian instinctively feared the sun, thinking that he would be wiped out in the sun. But he didn't know that they had already formed a symbiosis by Fang Tian's order.

The sun is no longer a fatal threat to it.

Zhang Jiao walked and stopped, like an elderly man. He had to take a break after walking for a while, and he was moving very slowly.

But at this moment, Zhang Jiao, who was strolling on the road, seemed to feel something.

He suddenly stopped and stood there. A bloody color suddenly appeared in his left eye. The blood color spread rapidly in his pupils. From a distance, it seemed as if his eyes were filled with blood by someone, and it was very impenetrable.

"Life and death are good and bad, good and bad, good and bad."

The blood in his eyes changed rapidly, and finally turned into eight twisted and twisted blood-colored characters, constantly circling in his pupils.

Among them, the five characters of death, evil, disaster, disaster, and disaster shine brightly, like ink stains dripping into the water, spreading layer by layer, trying to swallow the other three blood-colored characters.

"snort."

But Zhang Jiao obviously couldn't do it as he wanted. He snorted coldly, and his left hand quickly

Covering the crazy-turning eyes.

When he put down his hand again, the slowly rotating words in his eyes disappeared only the blood-red word "Ji".

In the distance, a small silver-gray bread with scratches on the body of a car was quickly passing by him.

As the wheels rotated rapidly, on the old street, a few shoe nails that were spilled by someone were run over by the rotating wheels, and shot out in some way, directly at Zhang Jiao on the side.

The sound of breaking through the air came towards him, and Zhang Jiao seemed to be unaware of it, still walking slowly forward.

bite!

The shoe nails that were shot on the face deviated from the original track for some reason, rubbed Zhang Jiao's body and shot onto the tree not far behind him.

The shoe nails were deeply trapped in the tree, leaving several tiny and fresh holes, and dripping green sap slowly seeped out.

Zhang Jiao glanced at the holes in the tree a little, then turned around and left.

After leaving the He family in the middle of the night last night, he had encountered such an accident more than ten times, from his concentrating and careful response at the beginning to his ease now.

Not only did Zhang Jiao avoid this sudden accidental attack, he even took the opportunity to fight and became familiar with and even mastered the abilities of many Pen Immortals.

At this moment, under the influence of Fang Tian’s imperial decree, they had already become one and blended with each other.

Bixian can travel in the sun without fear of the scorching sun by relying on his living spirit. He can also use the various abilities of Bixian through Fang Tian’s orders.

This also made him understand why the Pen Immortal was swallowed by him so easily.

After all, this is a special ghost that has been prompted.

Psychic divination, predict fortune-telling.

This is the ability that Bixian possesses. The previous scene was that he had premonitions of the next danger in advance, and then forcibly reversed the misfortune imposed by Bixian on himself, turning evil into good fortune.

In game terms, its essence is to tend to be auxiliary.

Even the two girls who jumped off the building in front were not killed directly by the death, but were confused by the Bixian and outlined their own chances of death in order to make them jump off the building and commit suicide.

So last night, when it could only outline Zhang Jiao's own crash and could not cause him to die, it had no choice.

It will, and Zhang Jiao will do it.

............

Slap!!!

The crisp footsteps resounded in the corridors of the luxurious hotel. Lin Boying kept wandering between the seventh floor with a large gift, walking from the left to the right, and seeing from the north to the south.

"Strange, 705, 707, why can't I find 706? I've found all of them without missing a single one!"

Lin Boying muttered strangely.

After searching for trouble for a few times, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something.

He looked around and after confirming that there was no idle person, he gently put down the large four-piece gift in his hand, smeared his eyes with both hands, and yelled softly.

"open!"

The world in front of me suddenly turned into a black and white area, with a strong gray and white aura lying on it

After the entire building, strands of gray and white aura continued to turn into various forms. The No. 706 room sign that he had been looking for for a long time suddenly appeared in the gray and white aura not far away.

"So fierce!"

Lin Boying subconsciously let out a low voice, feeling a little cold on the neckline of his neck, as if someone was blowing in.

He instinctively tightened his collar, rubbed his hands and kept changing his thoughts, "Or, I'd better come again someday!"

But before he could think about it, the door of the room in Room 706 quietly opened, as if he was inviting him.

No, it's just inviting him.

The grayish white smell had spread to his feet, except that it was a bit too gloomy and cold, just like a high-quality carpet, soft and comfortable.

"After all, the owner has opened the door to invite him, so I have to give me some face! I hope that for the sake of my senior year of spending nearly two thousand mosquitoes, I can give me some face!"

Lin Boying swallowed, could only pick up the gift he brought with him for the senior year and walked in slowly.

In the guest room.

The decorations in the house are not as terrifying as Lin Boying imagined. Various skull organs, snakes, insects, rats and ants did not appear in the decorations of the room. Just the decorations of ordinary luxury rooms, except for the low temperature and the key points of the yin energy, there is no difference.

The first thing he did when he entered the door was to put the senior in his hand on the table and said sincerely, "Thank you very much, sir two nights ago. If it weren't for you, we would have had a lot of trouble."

Lin Boying looked at Zhang Jiao who was trapped in the sofa and subconsciously used honorific words when he spoke.

Just because the other party is extremely terrifying in his eyes at this moment.

He seemed not a living person at all, and he was trapped in a shadow, looking blurry, as if he was close to him, and as if he was far away from the world.

As he exhaled and inhaled, countless strange and inexplicable words kept rolling, changing, strange and impermanent in the gray and white breath he exhaled.

Lin Boying's scalp began to numb, and the cells all over his body were calling for help, urging him to leave quickly. But he didn't dare to move at all. The calmness and sheriff's demeanor he had when he met a few days ago had been thrown away where he had long since left.

This guy is so terrifying that he has been with him for the last time.

Is he still a living person?

Zhang Jiao is naturally still a living person, even better than before, at least much better in spirit.

The ghostly spirit is violent. In the process of constantly fighting with him, the two ghosts naturally did not stop, even more ruthless than fighting with him.

These are naturally not worthy of being told by outsiders.

"Just do it casually, Officer Lin is polite." Zhang Jiao's voice came over quietly.

Lin Boying was immediately happy when he heard this. He had been a policeman for more than ten years, so he naturally knew how to observe his words and expressions.

Although the other party's tone was a bit gloomy, his words were clear and organized. This was how you could communicate and discuss. As long as you could negotiate, everything would be easy to say.

At that moment, he struck the iron while it was hot and said directly, "It may be easy for you to sir, but it saved my three lives for us. It is appropriate for Lin to say thank you."

"In addition, I heard from my senior brother that you are looking for the place where the ghost city Fengdu appears. Lin dared to find Master Yuanzhen from Ziyun Temple and barely found some news. If the ghost city Fengdu really wants to appear, it must be in Luojiawan, upstream of Jiulong River. There was a ship accident there, and all four hundred good people on the ship died. There was a strong yin energy and resentment was soaring to the sky. If the ghost city Fengdu appears, it would definitely be in such a place."

Zhang Jiao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Police Lin is intent. This news is very important to me."

"No, just let's get the news to help you." Lin Boying quickly replied.

More than half an hour later, Lin Boying stood at the entrance of the hotel, pressed against the big sun above his head, breathed a long sigh of relief, and rubbed his cheeks frantically. He stopped until his face turned red and felt burning.

"Are I coming out now?"

He looked back at the seventh floor of the hotel with some palpitations, subconsciously shivered, then turned around and rode his motorcycle to the parking lot, and left with a thump of the accelerator.
Chapter completed!