My target is black impermanence

Even so, it was ten o'clock in the evening when the display appeared.

Manager Liu quickly glanced at the faces of the two of them, and then apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, sorry, A Lie has a magazine to shoot at the moment, and this delay has come to this time."

On the contrary, there was no expression on Chen Lie's face, as if he was very used to such a scene, even if he was having dinner with Zou Yu, who is an investor, there was no trace of eagerness on Chen Lie's face.

Shen Hanyang remembered that the previous display was not like this, and he walked in a refreshing and humble manner, but it may also be related to the recent popularity of people.

After all, with a great reputation, there is naturally some arrogance.

"It's ok."

Zou Yu took a sip of his coffee, his expression flat and indifferent.

Manager Liu wiped the sweat off his forehead, and arranged for Chen to be seated before he found a seat to sit down.

Zou Yu took the initiative to find a topic and chatted with Chen Lie about the movie he participated in recently, which aroused Chen Lie's interest, and a smile appeared on his face.

Shen Hanyang was not interested in the display, he stirred the coffee in the cup, and unconsciously began to raise his legs.

"cough……"

Shen Hanyang ignored it and played with the cup with his chin propped up.

"cough……"

A hand knocked off his arm, almost knocking him on the table.

Only then did he realize that everyone's eyes were on him.

Zou Yu gave him a wink, and Shen Hanyang remembered that he was the ninth generation successor of No. 90 of the Yin Yang School.

He hurriedly corrected his sitting posture, straightened his collar, and put on a serious expression on his face.

"I've gone to the hospital and a psychiatrist, but they haven't found any problems, so I'm asking Mr. Shen to help."

Manager Liu said to him with a smile.

Shen Hanyang subconsciously glanced at Zou Yu before looking at Chen Lie.

The little snake on the other party's neck is still there, and the color is even brighter than what I saw before.

And he also opened his mouth unconsciously.

"Mr. Chen, your neck."

Chen Lie, who was originally casual, suddenly changed his face. He looked at Shen Hanyang sharply, and his ordinary eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils.

Shen Hanyang was startled, and the exhibition quickly returned to its original appearance.

He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his neck, and the red snake disappeared.

"What did Mr. Shen say, what's wrong with my neck."

Shen Hanyang was slightly stunned, at first he thought that something was entangled with Chen Lie, but from the present point of view, he might have a problem himself.

"I heard that Mr. Shen can light a dark fire, so if there is any problem, you will know when you burn it."

Zou Yu spoke unhurriedly, and looked at Chen Lie calmly.

Manager Liu was a little nervous.

"Will it hurt Allie?"

Zou Yu touched Shen Hanyang's leg under the table, and Shen Hanyang said quickly: "No, the underworld fire will only drive away some evil things, and it will not be a serious problem to Mr. Chen."

"That's good, that's good, why don't you try it, Ariel.

Maybe you won't be sleepwalking when you go back tonight. "

Under Manager Liu's persuasion, Chen Lie nodded even though he was a little unhappy.

This time it was Shen Hanyang's turn to worry.

Minghuo is the simplest foundation of all curse seals, he knows how to use it, but he... can't figure it out.

Looking at Manager Liu expectantly.

Shen Hanyang took a deep breath, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

He spread his five fingers, remembered the note on the paper, and applied the faint ghost energy in his body to his fingertips.

Looking at his stance and serious expression, it seemed that even the atmosphere became tense unconsciously.

Then... "Poof"!

A plume of smoke escaped from his fingertips.

"laugh……"

Chen Li let out a sneer.

Shen Hanyang was a little embarrassed and continued to hold his breath.

But her face was blushing, and her hands didn't move at all.

At this moment, with a "boom", Shen Hanyang's hand was on fire.

He quickly glanced at Zou Yu, who squeezed his hand, and he hurriedly straightened his expression again.

The hand under the table was held by another person, a wound was drawn on the fingertip, and it was firmly attached to the other hand.

Wisps of ghost energy poured into his body from the wound, and the blue-white flame in his hand shot up a lot.

It was the first time for Manager Liu to see such a scene, so he couldn't help but exclaim.

Chen Lie's expression darkened, and he looked at him in surprise.

Shen Hanyang smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, I offended you."

After speaking, he didn't give anyone a chance to refuse, and grabbed the hand that Chen Lie had wiped his neck before.

At that moment, Chen Lie's body trembled slightly, and he struggled subconsciously, but Shen Hanyang tightly clasped his wrist, preventing him from breaking free.

The blue and white flames rushed to Chen Zhan's body along the hands they held, enveloping him in it.

Manager Liu was taken aback, but looking at the serious atmosphere, he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

There was a trace of pain and ferocity on Chen Lie's face.

Shen Hanyang increased his strength, and the hand under the table tightly grasped Zou Yu.

Chen Lie looked at him coldly, his thin lips parted slightly.

At that moment, Shen Hanyang saw the red snake with snake apricot spit out of his throat rushing towards him.

Shen Hanyang was so frightened that he let go of his hand, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead from his chin.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen, I feel much better."

Chen Lie smiled at him.

The astonishment in Shen Hanyang's eyes had not faded away, and when he looked at Chen Lie again, he felt that this person had become a lot weirder.

When Manager Liu took a look, he found that Chen Lie's pale face had turned rosy, and he was immediately surprised and delighted.

"Mr. Shen is indeed the successor of the Yin-Yang sect!"

Hearing Manager Liu's praise, Shen Hanyang just twitched the corner of his mouth weakly.

No one knew that it was difficult for him to sit up straight now, and his whole body seemed to be hollowed out.

Taking a casual look, he found a few corpse spots on the back of his hand, he quickly lowered his head to cover his pale face.

Zou Yu didn't rush, with one foot supporting Shen Hanyang's chair, and the other hand sending ghost energy to him through the wound.

"It's getting late, Mr. Chen might as well go back and rest first. If you have any questions, you can contact Mr. Shen again."

At this time, Manager Liu really thought that the strange things on Chen Lie's body had been driven away, and he didn't think about why Zou Yu had to explain these words.

Seeing that Chen Lie looked a little sleepy, he quickly lifted the person on the chair and thanked Shen Hanyang.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen. We will charge the payment to Mr. Shen's card. If there is any problem, I will contact Mr. Shen again."

Manager Liu wanted to help Chen Lie out, but Chen Lie refused.

At the moment of going out, Chen Lie turned his head suddenly, and Shen Hanyang felt something in his heart. He raised his eyes slightly, and saw that the other party looked at him with a cold and evil look in his eyes.

The door was closed, and Shen Hanyang was completely paralyzed. Shen Hanyang caught his body and frowned slightly.

"Just practice a few more times."

To transform from an ordinary body into a body that can accommodate ghost energy, Shen Hanyang needs to practice constantly when using spells.

Shen Hanyang tilted his head and lay on Zou Yu's lap.

"Is displaying the things on your body related to greed?"

Zou Yu shook his head.

"Not sure. If he is parasitic in the human body, it will be difficult to find unless some flaws are revealed."

Shen Hanyang nodded, squinted slightly and rubbed against Zou Yu's leg.

Maybe he couldn't see it, but in Zou Yu's eyes, Shen Hanyang's body was rapidly becoming withered, and horrible corpse spots appeared on his pale face.

He lowered his head slightly.

Shen Hanyang opened his eyes, curled his lips into a chuckle, put his arms around Zou Yu's neck and pulled him down.

Zou Yu was slightly startled, but still blushed and slowly leaned over.

He opened his lips, and cold air entered Shen Hanyang's mouth.

Compared with the open wound, the ghost energy transported in this way is larger and more convenient.

Shen Hanyang gradually regained a bit of strength, his eyes were slightly bent, and as soon as he exerted force on his hand, Zou Yu was pulled down by him.

The lips of the two were just touching.

He held Zou Yu's head, opened his lips, and licked his teeth.

Zou Yu only struggled for a while and stopped moving, which surprised Shen Hanyang, but also pleased him.

Even so, Shen Hanyang only returned to the appearance of an ordinary person in appearance, and it was still somewhat inconvenient to move.

So when he was carried out by Zou Yu, he selectively pretended to be dead and remained motionless with his hands drooping.

However, Zou Yu's fart is so cocky.

hey-hey……

……

The dimly lit room was illuminated by a few red candles, with a dull and eerie red light.

Facing the door, there is a spiritual altar enshrined. Black spells showing strange patterns are painted on the wall. A doll the size of a baby is sitting in the middle, with black pupils without a trace of white.

Chen Lie cut open his wrist and poured out a bowl of blood without changing his face.

He touched the doll's face obsessively, and murmured: "I surprised you today."

The doll's black pupils turned suddenly, and looked straight at him.

Surprised, Chen Lie hurriedly put the blood in the bowl on the spirit altar.

The baby opened its mouth, and a slender red snake crawled out and burrowed into the bowl of blood.

Chen Lie looked at the red snake sucking his own blood lovingly, and a strange and gloomy smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Next time, I will try to teach him a lesson."

The blood bowl quickly bottomed out, and the bright red snake got into the doll's mouth again.

Chen Lie showed a reassuring smile, turned and walked out of the room.

At that moment, two wisps of black air rushed into Chen Zhan's body from the baby's eyes.

Chen Lie's footsteps paused, and his limp and rickety body quickly straightened up due to excessive blood loss.

He moved his neck and made a creaking sound.

"Shen Hanyang... Zou Yu..."

A low, gloomy laugh sounded in the silent and dark room.

With his hands behind his head, Chen Lie walked out of the room lazily and slowly.

A gust of wind blew the glass, and the dolls on the altar quickly became charred and shriveled.

Two black eyeballs fell out, and the red snake poked out a head from the doll's empty eyes, with its tail resting on the other eye socket.

It's just that the body that was still bright red before became dull and pale, as if all the essence and blood had been sucked dry.