soul collector

After eleven o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark outside, with only sporadic street lamps casting light, barely providing some vision for people on the street.Jiang Qiao walked alone on the street outside the set, wrapped in a long trench coat, with his hands in his pockets.While walking, he was thinking about something, and somewhere in the distance came a group of drunk young men, who were noisy and drunk. Jiang Qiao rubbed the ground with the toe of his shoes a little annoyed, and turned to walk into the alley.

There were no street lights in the alley, so he had to slow down.The alley leads to the side door of the crew, but at this moment, looking deep into it, it is pitch black.Jiang Qiao took two steps inside and stopped, as if hesitating.Looking back at the street just now, the noise of that group of people really pierced his ears. He sighed and continued to walk deep into the dark alley.

After walking for a while, the footsteps in the alley suddenly became less monotonous.Jiang Qiao paused and quickened his pace, and the man behind him also quickened his pace.He took a deep breath and stopped slowly.

A gust of evening wind suddenly blew in from the entrance of the alley, blowing away the muggy air in the alley.The person behind him suddenly moved and charged towards Jiang Qiao at an astonishing speed.But Jiang Qiao didn't panic at all. He turned around, his eyes were calm in the darkness.

The woman trembled in her heart for a moment, feeling something was wrong, but it was too late, and the next second her right shoulder was kicked hard by a foot that suddenly appeared in the air, and the force that could not be resisted caused an unbearable force to erupt deep in the socket of her shoulder. Enduring the pain, she wailed and fell to the ground, covering her right shoulder with her left hand. The bones were loose and out of joint, and there was still sticky blood dripping between her fingers.

I have not suffered such a serious injury for hundreds of years...

A strange yet familiar calm voice sounded from behind, "Do you dare to do anything to my people with this little ability?"

The woman's heart skipped a beat, and when she looked back, Pan Jie had already turned on the flashlight, a thin and tall figure was enveloped by that light, Tang Xiu put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at him calmly with his black eyes, with a hint of anger in his tone. Taunted, "I thought Han Yang could find a capable helper."

"You...walk without making a sound." The woman said brokenly while holding back the strong pain.

"Heh." Tang Xiu couldn't help but hooked his lips, "When the ancestors flew over the eaves and walls, there was no one in the world without you."

The woman was about to retort when Pan Jie came over and kicked her hard on the neck.The skin was bleeding from the rough cowhide soles, the force seemed to squeeze all the air in her throat, and the suffocation instantly filled the cranial cavity.

The woman made a struggling sound, Pan Jie lowered his body and said in a low voice: "Since you are a soul collector, you should know that struggling at this time will only lead to faster death."

The force on the neck was withdrawn with Pan Jie's voice, and the air was poured in again, but the pain choked on the mouth of the trachea with a hot and bloody smell. The woman resisted coughing for more than a dozen Seconds, tears flowed down uncontrollably, very embarrassed.

"As your ancestors, I am a person with poor Buddha nature. My ancestors said to save your life and ask Han Yang's abacus, but I think you are useless and deserve to be killed. Speaking of which, I have a thousand years I have never given a command to kill, but taking the life of a fellow running dog today is the greatest merit in this life."

Pan Jie's voice was like a ghost. He leaned down and sniffed the blood on the woman's neck, and laughed lowly, "I may be a bit perverted. I smell blood, and I really want to kill someone tonight."

Jiang Qiao, who was standing beside him, glanced at Tang Xiu. The old ancestor was expressionless at the moment, and he didn't have any opinion on Pan Jie's cruelty.Jiang Qiao suddenly felt a little panicked.It wasn't until this moment that he realized that not every soul collector will cultivate Buddha nature after a long time of cultivation.Pan Jie is not much different from Tang Xiu in age, but he has completely cultivated to another extreme.

The world is divided into three parts, black is evil, white is righteous, and red is Tao.The soul collectors are both evil and righteous, and they just fulfill their mission. As for the individual, not everyone can cultivate the Buddha's heart.

The woman said nothing, as if she was thinking.Pan Jie chuckled twice, and took out a curved dagger from his sleeve.The metal glowed coldly in the dark, and the sharpness of the blade was terrifying.

"This is an ancient weapon. It is older than you. It is your honor to die under its blade."

Pan Jie sneered and slowly approached the woman, who was already holding her breath in fright.

"Wait." Tang Xiu stopped suddenly.

Everyone looked at the ancestor, but Tang Xiu looked at Jiang Qiao, with a calm and gentle tone, "You have not become a soul collector, so you are not suitable for seeing blood, so go back first."

Following Tang Xiu's words, the woman on the ground finally collapsed, and she wailed, "Keep me! I'm useful to you!"

"Oh?" Tang Xiu stepped forward, condescendingly looking down at her struggling on the ground, "What's the use, tell me."

"In your crew, there is Han Yang's eyeliner."

The old ancestor laughed briskly when he heard the words, "I already know this, it's of no value."

The dagger in Pan Jie's hand raised again, pointing directly at the woman's throat, the woman didn't even dare to struggle, and screamed: "I have followed Han Yang for 800 years, and I have followed him since he was born with a rebellious heart. , I know all his secrets!"

"stop."

The blade hovered over the tip of the woman's throat, piercing the surface of the skin, and as long as it went down half an inch, the woman's life would be gone.

There was no pity for women in Tang Xiu's eyes, he only said to Pan Jie indifferently: "Take her back to chat... go to your room, I don't like the smell of blood."

"it is good."

The crew's dormitory building is quiet, especially the fourth floor. All the assistants and staff live here. They are exhausted during the day and sleep like dead dogs at night.

"You'd better be quiet, if you cause unnecessary trouble—" Pan Jie slowly shook his wrist, hitting the woman's cheek with the dagger, "You may become the first person to be disemboweled since the beginning of time." A soul collector who flays and cramps."

There was genuine fear in the depths of the woman's eyes.Tang Xiu glanced at her, "You were the one who sneaked into my room disguised as a bastard, right? The purpose? I don't think it's just to install a camera?"

The woman licked her bleeding lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Han Yang knew that Jiang Qiao would be alone that day, so he planned to attack him that day. He said that when he collaborated on the MV before, he found that you were not sensitive to time, and it was useless." I have the habit of checking the time on my mobile phone, so I broke into your room early and adjusted the clock, so that even if Jiang Qiao doesn't come back late, you won't find out right away."

Tang Xiu smiled lightly, "Sure enough. No wonder there was no illegitimate meal outside the production crew when I came back that day. After Jiang Qiao came back, we went out to eat together, but you came in a hurry. Is it time?"

"Usually there will be an evening rush hour. I don't know why there was no traffic that night. Jiang Qiao came back two hours earlier than we expected." When it came to the woman's eyes there was a look of resentment, and she sneered: "I think it's because the inheritors can enjoy it." The preference of heaven and earth, there is some protection in the dark."

Tang Xiu didn't comment upon hearing the words, but there was a chilling depth in his black eyes. He stared at the woman, "So why does Han Yang want Jiang Qiao? Kill the inheritor?"

The woman was silent for a moment, "Yes, he hates his identity as a soul collector. He thinks that such disgusting soul collectors should not exist in the world. He is waiting for batch after batch of previous soul collectors to fall asleep Go on, so the emergence of new inheritors cannot be tolerated."

"Ridiculous!" Pan Jie glared angrily, "He hates soul collectors, doesn't he himself?"

The woman gave him a deep look, "Whether he is a soul collector or not, I think you already have the answer in your heart."

Tang Xiu didn't have such a strong reaction as Pan Jie, as if such an outrageous remark was just a joke, not enough to take it to heart.He just nodded slightly, and then asked: "So Wu Zimo was bribed by you, what's the condition?"

"His dream is not to be an actor, but to be a singer and dancer. Han Yang's resources are far more attractive to him than Jiang Qiao."

"That's it." The old ancestor smiled even deeper, "You were the one who poisoned Zhang Zhongzhong, right? Why are you protesting against me?"

"I ordered it. But it's not for demonstration, it's to buy more time for Han Yang to leave."

"Where did Han Yang go?" Pan Jie approached the woman's throat with the blade again, and shouted, "Say!"

"I don't know, I really don't know." The woman's eyelashes trembled, and there was broken despair in her eyes, "He won't tell me important things, I'm just a pawn of his, from beginning to end, just a pawn." It's just a pawn..."

"You are not a pawn." Tang Xiu stood up suddenly, and looked at her coldly, "You are his knife for killing people, and your body is already covered with sin."

Pan Jie understood Tang Xiu's meaning, threw away the dagger casually, and tightly grabbed the woman's throat with his big hand.The woman looked at Tang Xiu in disbelief, struggled, and said grumblingly, "You...you are the ancestor of ten thousand years...you...you can't...you can't keep your word..."

Tang Xiu just laughed when he heard the words, "Because I am an old thing of ten thousand years, you have to be extra careful when dealing with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pan Jie's five fingers suddenly exerted strength, and the sound of joints shifting came, and the woman died instantly.

Tang Xiu's calm eyes swept over her face, and continued: "What's more, if I don't kill you, you just made a move to kill my people, how will this account be settled?"

Chi Long didn't dare to breathe in the corner of the room, he rolled his eyes in fright, and was about to pass out in minutes.Pan Jie glanced at him, frowned and said: "Hey, idiot, can you be a little promising? You will be a soul collector in the future, so you can't watch this scene? I don't even use a knife."

Chi Long's lips trembled like a sieve, "No, no, it's not fair, why, why, Jiang, Director Jiang can avoid it, and I, I, I have to be frightened here?"

The child was so frightened that his stuttering index rose several stars more than usual. Pan Jie sighed, walked over with some reluctance, and stroked the dull hair on his head, "Son, your life is not good. Fortunately, Jiang Qiao I met my ancestors and received gentle teaching. But if you are unfortunate enough to have me, you can only accept the baptism of storms every day."

Chi Long bit his tongue indiscriminately, turning into a humanoid husky in a mess.

"You, you, you, it's too, too much, I don't fucking quit."

"You have to do it, and you have to do it if you don't. The ancestors don't want to get their hands dirty, so you have to accompany me to dispose of this corpse, otherwise you will get into trouble. Not only will you not be able to cultivate a soul collector, but you will have to be shot and imprisoned in this life." .”

"..."

Tang Xiu curled his lips, "Scare the child lightly."

Pan Jie pursed his lips, and rubbed Chi Long's brain melon seeds vigorously, "You can see it too. This kid just looks timid, and he is not afraid at all."

Chi Long trembled, "Don't you, you, his fucking, don't go too far, I, I, I'm so scared to death!"

Tang Xiu smiled, "You guys handle this a little more neatly, I'll go back and take a look at Jiang Qiao."