The strongest protagonist system in the world

"Then who knows, after all, feudal superstitions are not advocated these days, but sometimes there are beliefs, and sometimes there are no beliefs, and you still have to believe what you should believe. People in the world are unpredictable."

The driver said with a heavy sigh.

While Bai Xiaofei was talking with the driver brother, Tang Donglang at the side held the master's hand tightly with his left hand under the cover of the mask.

He could feel that the body temperature of the master was passing away rapidly, and he could even feel a little stiffness.

But... No matter what, the task assigned by the master must be completed, and the master's thoughts are his thoughts.

Tang Donglang unconditionally trusted and relied on this master who brought him back from the garbage dump.

It's just that Tang Donglang looked at Bai Xiaofei beside him from the corner of his eyes, couldn't help frowning slightly, and began to think.

This man's strength is definitely above his, and I don't know if it will interfere with the master's decision.

No matter who is going to stop the master's plan, he will definitely risk his life to stop the other party.

Tang Donglang thought secretly.

And from the corner of Bai Xiaofei's eyes on the other side, he looked at the direction of Tang Donglang and the man in black from time to time.

He could feel that the breath of the man in black was getting weaker and weaker, and in the end he had even disappeared without a trace.

But what is very strange is that the man in black didn't have any soul fluctuations, as if he was just an empty shell now, and his soul had already left his body or disappeared.

But this is impossible!
Bai Xiaofei frowned, thinking thoughtfully.

He has been closely following Tang Donglang all the way, and it is precisely because of this that he can clearly feel that the breath of the man in black is gradually weakening, and finally dissipates without a trace, but there is not even a trace of it in it. The soul's fluctuating reaction seemed abnormal.

No, you must ask about this matter when the time comes.

Bai Xiaofei secretly made up his mind.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiaofei's eyes changed slightly, then he raised his left hand slightly and snapped his fingers, a space barrier with light refraction appeared around him.

"Tang Donglang!"

Bai Xiaofei said in a deep voice.

"Ok?"

Tang Donglang froze for a moment, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and asked in doubt.

"what happened?"

"What's the matter with the guy next to you? I hope you and I can tell the truth to me. After all, our cooperation is actually based on mutual benefit."

Speaking of this, Bai Xiaofei paused, his eyes vaguely glanced around, he could clearly see those black shadows that were about to move around, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and continued.

"I don't think it's hard for you to feel how many guys are sleeping in the dark and ready to move around here. Maybe...they are more willing to listen to what you have to say."

Tang Donglang was stunned by the words of guns and sticks. After a while, he hesitated before speaking.

Accompanied by a hoarse hoarse voice, time seems to go back to the day Tang Donglang was born 20 years ago.

Tang Donglang was born missing two fingers and looked like a turtle with a big head and a small body. I heard that he seemed to have some disease, so he asked his poor parents to throw it next to the trash can, hoping that the rich and kind The baby was taken away and healed well.

At that time, it was cold and snowy, and the little Tang Donglang was lying in a basket of vegetables in a thin single-clothes covered with a patched quilt.

In a daze, he seemed to hear an old voice ringing in his ears.

"It's our fate to meet you, that's all, I didn't intend to make a move, but seeing your appearance, let's take you to the orphanage."

When Tang Donglang was three years old, an old man in tattered clothes came to this orphanage that was about to close down and adopted Tang Donglang.

From then on, Tang Donglang, who was only three years old, began to learn the art of controlling ghosts from the old man. When he was seven or eight years old, the old man began to teach Tang Donglang the art of refining ghosts.

Suffering from the lack of teaching materials, the old man took his little Tang Donglang to dig graves at night, stealing corpses, and even used the technique of controlling ghosts, and went to the morgue to drag one or two corpses to learn the technique of refining ghosts. .

Growing up like this, Tang Donglang and the old man depended on each other for life, and also learned seven or eight points of the old man's skills. As for the rest of the skills, the old man said that if there is a destiny, he will naturally learn.

Although Tang Donglang didn't know what the old man meant, but he always regarded the other party as his own father, so he would naturally not go against the old man's meaning.

"Forehead……"

After Bai Xiaofei heard this, he was speechless for a while, before speaking with black lines all over his head.

"Wait a minute, did you say that you have been free to steal other people's corpses since you were seven or eight years old?"

"That's right. After all, cremation is basically popular these days. Except for the mortuary, there seems to be nowhere to find corpses. Even the practice of ghost refining is quite difficult these days. Hey, in the age of the end of the Dharma, everyone It's not easy to mess around!"

Tang Donglang nodded without changing his expression, and then said with emotion.

"Fuck, big brother, it's really against the law for you to behave like this. Aren't you afraid of being caught?"

After the corners of Bai Xiaofei's mouth twitched speechlessly, he continued to ask with black lines all over his head.

"Unfortunately, no one will find out at all."

Tang Donglang shrugged his shoulders indifferently, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a hoarse voice.

"If you think too much, no one will notice these things at all, and even if one or two brats are brought in to scare the other party, of course they won't say it."

Ok……

Sure enough, he is an evil Taoist.

Therefore, no matter what, Qingfeng, an orthodox Taoist priest who has accepted traditional concepts since childhood, should not meet Tang Donglang, otherwise, the war of eliminating evil will be imminent.

Damn, just thinking about that scene makes me shudder.

"Then who is the man in black next to you? Could it be your master?"

After Bai Xiaofei silently made a decision in his mind, he randomly raised his brows and looked sideways at the man in black sitting behind Tang Donglang, gradually having an ambiguous guess in his heart.

"That's right, it's my master."

Tang Donglang nodded heavily and replied.

"Then...what's the matter with your master? It's obviously a dead body now, but there is no wave of soul dispersing, is it?"

Hearing this, Bai Xiaofei narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Donglang indistinctly, as if he was planning something in his heart.