The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

"Isn't this difficult to handle?"

Shen Zhubai raised his eyebrows when he heard this, took out a jade bottle and pointed it at the ghost baby, and a stream of evil spirit was sucked into the bottle. Without the evil spirit causing trouble, the ghost baby returned to its original appearance.

From a distance, he looks like a normal child.

"The person who caused the evil spirit on it has used its future fortune to settle the cause and effect. The earthly connection has been broken, so you don't have to worry too much."

"Excuse me, you two, please check the date of the month for the nearest reincarnation slot. I promised this brat not to wait in line."

Shen Zhubai completed the information and played with the small peach wood sword again.

Black and White Wuchang hesitated.

It is not difficult to just arrange a reincarnation position, but the difficulty is to find the latest position.

The merits of each ghost are different, and the order of reincarnation is naturally different. They are just ghosts who suppress the soul body, and they are not that capable of jumping in line.

If their superiors discovered that they were abusing public power, they would inevitably end up in the eighteenth level of purgatory.

Dead as hell.

Hei Bai Wuchang was torn in his heart. On one side was Master Shen, and on the other was his superior. It was hard to offend both sides, and he was in a dilemma.

Shen Zhubai was naturally aware of their predicament, and his expression was calm and simple: "Don't worry, I will communicate with your superiors, that old man is too rigid."

"Last time, you asked me to help catch some evil spirits who were causing trouble in the world, but I didn't agree. How can you ask for help with nothing? I don't know how to show any sincerity."

Master Shen's personal promise made Hei Wuchang's heart settle. He breathed a sigh of relief before waving his hand and putting the ghost baby into his sleeve.

Hell was busy with business, and they didn't want to stay any longer. They bowed and were about to leave, but were stopped again.

The two ghost servants stopped, turned around and said, "Master Shen, do you have any other instructions?"

"Is there something wrong with City S? As soon as I got out of the car and stepped onto this land, I felt something was wrong."

Shen Zhubai stood on the hillside and looked up at the sky above the city, where there were thick clouds and a storm that was invisible to the naked eye was brewing.

There was an indescribable heaviness in his face.

He could vaguely feel an extremely evil aura brewing. The aura was strange and mixed. In addition to the strong evil aura, there seemed to be some other things mixed together.

If he felt it correctly, it contained not only the evil spirit from the East, but also the power of demons from the West.

The killing is extremely heavy.

Once the evil spirit that mixes the power of the East and the West is born, the balance between the human and ghost worlds will be completely broken. At that time, Yin and Yang will be reversed.

As far as the eye can see, life is in ruins.

Even Shen Zhubai himself could not prevent this tragedy.

Therefore, for the first time, he accepted the task assigned by the central superiors and came to S City overnight. He must kill the evil spirit before it takes shape, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Black and white Wuchang's expression was also very heavy: "Master Shen really knows things well. People in S city have been dying inexplicably recently. When we arrived at the scene, we did not find the soul of the deceased."

"There's no trace at all, it's like..." Black and White Wuchang rarely showed fear, "It's like being eaten."

In the true sense, the soul is scattered, and the chance of reincarnation is gone.

The evil spirit that can eat ghosts is very powerful, and the evil spirit left behind by the corpse makes them, two well-informed public officials who have lived for thousands of years, feel the fear of death.

Black and White Wuchang realized the seriousness of the matter and reported it to the King of Hell, but there has been no result yet.

Someone has been persecuted and died?

Shen Zhubai frowned, the situation was more serious than he imagined: "Eating ghosts? What do your superiors say about such a big thing? Do you have any clues?"

Both of them shook their heads: "No, the leaders are also helpless about this matter. The Yin soldiers can't find any trace of Xie Sui. Even if they find it, they will probably just become a meal."

With such terrifying power, even if their superiors come forward in person, they may not be able to surrender.

Shen Zhubai waved the two of them to leave, while he stood alone on the hillside, looking at the endless S city.

My mind is heavy.

What kind of situation would lead to the birth of a mixed evil spirit from the East and the West? He had a hunch that he would meet a powerful enemy here.

......

"Come on, dear, take a bite of the strawberry cake I made myself."

The handsome man dug out a small piece of pastry with a spoon and fed it to the young man's mouth, his eyes loving.

Song Jiu was lying on the sofa watching a drama. Hearing this, he turned his head and took a bite.

As soon as the cake was in his mouth, his face instantly froze, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable.

The cake has a charming aroma and looks good, but it tastes weird, as tasteless as chewing a candle.

"What's wrong, isn't it delicious?" The man looked over cautiously, his eyes following his every move.

Song Jiu saw the expectation in the other person's eyes. He swallowed the cake in his mouth, raised a slight smile, and came up with compliments: "Of course it's delicious. My Ah Lie is tall and handsome, gentle and considerate, and can also cook. I So blessed.”

He glanced at the beautiful strawberry cake on the coffee table, and his heart moved.

"Alie, let's take a photo and post it on WeChat Moments." Song Jiu held the strawberry cake between the two of them, raised his phone with the other hand and turned it to the front camera.

But the man suddenly stood up and avoided the camera. His voice was stiff and cold: "I don't like taking pictures, Xiaojiu, you know that."

Song Jiuyi was startled.

Doesn’t Ah Lie like to take pictures? Why doesn’t he remember? Although I was confused, seeing that the other party's resistance didn't look like a lie, I had no choice but to blame myself for the problem.

I don't even remember my boyfriend's preferences clearly, so I am not a good partner.

The young man knocked his head, feeling annoyed, and secretly kept in mind his boyfriend's preference that he didn't like taking pictures.

Song Jiu put away the phone and held the man's face instead, trying to calm him down: "A'lie in real life is definitely much more handsome than the one in the camera. I'm so fascinated that I don't want him anymore."

The man hugged the young man's waist. The two looked at each other, breathing intertwined, and fell on the sofa.

After a hearty exercise, Song Jiu was exhausted and too sleepy to open his eyes.

The man placed a kiss on the end of his red eyes, and a magnetic voice whispered in his ear: "I changed my mobile phone number. Remember, when you wake up, you must come to me and call me. My phone number yes......"

The heavy exertion of physical energy made Song Jiu very sleepy. He couldn't even hear what the other party was saying and struggled to open his eyes.

"Ah Lie, what are you talking about? Can you say it again? I didn't hear it clearly just now."

The man hugged the person in his arms tightly and patiently repeated those words several times. However, Song Jiu only saw the other person's lips opening and closing but did not hear any sound.

"Ah Lie, please speak louder, I can't hear you clearly, Ah Lie..."

"Ah Lie——!"

........

Song Jiu woke up from his sleep dripping with sweat, breathing heavily. The surrounding decoration was familiar, it was his bedroom.

Recently, he has been very sleepy and always feels unable to wake up. The more he catches up on sleep during the day, the more sleepy he becomes, and he dreams about Ah Lie more and more frequently.

But the content of the dream is always forgotten.

I vaguely remember Ah Lie telling him a long string of numbers and asking him to make a phone call when he woke up.

What's the phone number? He couldn't remember clearly.

Song Jiu banged his head irritably. He couldn't think of anything anymore so he gave up and picked up his phone. The time on the screen was three o'clock in the afternoon.

He had slept for seventeen hours since he went to bed at ten o'clock last night, but he always felt so sleepy and didn't get enough sleep at all.

Song Jiu didn't look in the mirror and didn't know that his face was frighteningly pale now.

He felt hungry, so he ignored his physical discomfort. When he swiped the screen to order takeout, the interface of his phone suddenly changed and turned into a series of unknown phone numbers.

Someone is calling him.