Thriller Night Talk

The taxi slowed down and slowly stopped beside the wall of the construction site of the unfinished building.

The driver was careful and probably parked the car on the side of the main road, very close to the traffic lights, to ensure that the surveillance cameras could capture his taxi.

Beiquan didn't make things difficult for the driver. After paying the agreed fare, he got out of the car with his suitcase and black umbrella and walked towards the entrance of the construction site.

There are still 10 minutes until the scheduled meeting time.

Beiquan opened his umbrella when he was about to reach the duty room.

Then he was careless like this at night, holding an umbrella, passing under the eyes of the security guard, and then pushed open the originally locked iron gate without any effort, and Shi Shiran entered the construction site.

The construction site has been shut down for a long time, and all the expensive machines and valuable building materials have been removed. Of course, the high-power lighting equipment has also been removed. Only a row of light bulbs are strung together with wires at key places such as the gate as the light source at night.

Ever since he accidentally picked up Wei Fuyuan's stupid and righteous Hanhan, Beiquan hasn't gone out alone for a long time.

He put away his umbrella, walked through the temporary trail filled with asphalt, and walked deep into the construction site.

Beiquan and the contact person made an appointment at the southwest corner of the construction site.

It was originally a prefabricated housing area where workers lived temporarily, and there are still some frames that have not been removed, which can be used to cover the view.

It's very quiet all around.

Blocked by the high wall, even the noise of trucks passing by at high speed outside can hardly be heard.

"It's on time."

Beiquan waved his hand towards a shadow.

His voice is particularly distinct in the quiet construction site.

A person came out from behind the frame of the prefabricated house.

Judging from the silhouette of the other party, it should be a tall and slender woman with a waist-length ponytail.

It was very dark here, Beiquan squinted his eyes and looked carefully, then laughed softly.

"Ha, no wonder the master said, as long as you see it, you can recognize it."

The woman standing in the backlight, no matter in height, shape or appearance, was almost [-]% similar to Zhu Ling. If the two girls stood side by side, everyone would guess that they were twins.

Beiquan didn't know what this person's real body was, but he could guess from the very similar appearance of the two that she was probably some kind of weapon spirit.

Yes, Zhu Ling, the only female in their "Santuchuan" Broadcasting Co., Ltd., is actually a spirit made of a thousand-year-old cinnabar ink.

Since she formed her spiritual consciousness, she was in the secret land of Zhuling, and her body happened to be bright red cinnabar, so she was named after it.

This time Zhu Ling left the secret realm and followed Beiquan to Fengxing City, nominally to help Beiquan, but in fact it was more of a "surveillance" duty.

Because Beiquan's life lamp is now in Zhu Ling's hands.

Beiquan's physique is different from that of ordinary people.

If his life lamp is extinguished, the three souls and seven souls will not be able to survive in the physical body.

In other words, he will end up with a separation of body and soul, and then his physical body will die, and his soul will have nowhere to return to.

Beiquan has always felt that it is a big deal for a salted fish like him who has neither any ambition nor much sense of responsibility, since he came to Fengxing City for more than a year, to host the radio station conscientiously and conscientiously. The reason is probably that there is such a watcher as Zhu Ling, which made him have to be a laborer with 996 as his reward.

Thinking of this, Beiquan couldn't help feeling a little funny.

I think his teacher must have had to change contacts temporarily for some reason, and he was worried that suspicion would arise for no reason in the process of handing over the angry ghost, so he let this Qi Ling who looks very similar to Zhu Ling come here. This leg.

However, for the sake of caution, Beiquan still opened his eyes to distinguish the color of the other party's "Qi".

The girl with the ponytail had a dark orange halo all over her body, which was exactly the same as Zhu Ling.

And the girl didn't ask Beiquan's identity from the beginning to the end, and only stretched out her hand to him at this moment:

"What about things?"

Beiquan opened the suitcase and took out the Mishen banner.

The girl turned her palm, and a delicate white jade jar appeared in her hand.

Then she took the Misty God Banner and stuffed it into the jar.

The white jade jar in the girl's hand was obviously only the size of a palm, but the Mishen Banner, which was more than two meters long when unfolded, could be completely stuffed in very unscientifically.

Beiquan has seen this jar several times.

The previous few times, every time the contact person came to hand over the angry ghosts to him, he also used this magic weapon.

The angry ghosts sealed in the ecstasy banner will be temporarily moved into the jar, and then brought back by the contact person, and then the teacher will be responsible for handling it.

"All right."

After a while, the girl with ponytail emptied the Mishen flag and returned it to Beiquan.

"Then 'they' mine took."

said the girl.

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking and turned to leave.

"and many more."

Unexpectedly, Beiquan stretched out his hand at this moment and stopped her.

The girl raised her head, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her face showed doubts.

Beiquan smiled at her, and turned slightly sideways as if inadvertently, blocking the girl behind him.

"Because, it seems that some 'friends' have come."

Bei Quan casually said something that surprised the girl.

The girl with the ponytail subconsciously took a step back, hiding herself in the shadow of Beiquan and the frame of the board room.

"What do you mean?"

The girl looked around vigilantly, and at the same time took the white jade jar back into her sea of ​​consciousness.

Bei Quan guessed right, this girl who looks very similar to Zhu Ling is indeed a weapon spirit that was also raised in Zhu Ling's secret realm.

It's just that unlike Zhu Ling, she was born only a short time ago, and this is also the first time she left the secret realm and came out to perform the mission of the master's sect alone.

The unfinished real estate in this development zone was also the meeting place she personally selected.

Because it was her first job, the girl was very careful in order not to make mistakes.

The handover process went very smoothly. Until Beiquan made a sound, she thought that the task was about to be successfully completed.

At this moment, however, the girl was sure she was wrong.

Because, on the open space directly opposite the prefab area, many strange black shadows began to appear one after another.

Those shadows were like bamboo shoots rising from the ground after a heavy rain, rising from the empty asphalt ground without warning. At first, they were just a shapeless black shadow, and soon formed a vague outline, and finally Formed the appearance of an animal.

Beiquan quickly counted silently.

The group of "animals" that appeared in front of them totaled thirty.

They are shaped like dogs, but taller than common large dogs. They are two meters long from head to tail. Slowly, step by step, silently patrolling.

It was a pack of wolves.

Or to be more precise, it was made from a pack of wolves.

Beiquan knew the spell.

In a sense, the nature of this group of wolves is very similar to the Guanhu Suying he got from the teacher.

Both of them use some very cruel methods to refine some kind of ferocious creature alive into a spell spirit that can be manipulated by the caster.

It's just that although they are also canids, wolves are harder to catch than foxes and dogs, and they are more fierce and unruly. If it is not for some powerful characters, they generally would not choose to use wolves as their slaves, let alone , or such a large group.

"What's your name?"

Beiquan asked the girl he was protecting behind him.

The girl with the ponytail hesitated for a second, then replied in a deep voice:

"Chi Xiao."

"it is good."

Although Beiquan was talking to Chi Xiao, his eyes were fixed on the pack of wolves in front of him:

"Listen Chi Xiao, their target should be the angry ghost you recovered."

As he spoke, Beiquan slightly hooked the corners of his lips, flipped his wrist, and transformed into his natal magic weapon:

"Wait, I'll take care of them. And you, just do what you can to protect yourself."

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About 10 minutes later, the last "wolf" was captured by Beiquan's charm.

The golden red blood light smashed it into pieces, and then disappeared without a trace.

Beiquan breathed a sigh of relief, then silently swallowed back the sweet smell of rust in his throat.

After a fierce battle, this abandoned construction site has been ruined beyond recognition.

The asphalt floor was full of suspicious marks, scratches, scratches from sharp objects, and mottled bloodstains, and the frame of the prefab area was almost completely torn apart. The degree of damage was as if it had just been hit by a hurricane.

Beiquan turned to look at Chi Xiao.

In desperation just now, he violently pushed the girl up and threw her into a corner without having time to check her injury.

At this time, Beiquan took a closer look, only to find that Chi Xiao was seriously injured.

One of the girl's arms has completely disappeared.

Beiquan reckoned that her body should be some kind of hard but fragile object, so when the injury was so serious that it hurt the soul, the wound appeared like some kind of broken handicraft, one arm was completely pulverized, Cracks climbed up like a spider web from the broken part of the upper arm, traversed the neck, and covered half of the face.

Beiquan's heart skipped a beat, thinking something was wrong.

He walked quickly to Chi Xiao's side, and stretched out his hand towards her:

"How are you doing?"

Chi Xiao grabbed Bei Quan's hand, and using some power, he struggled to get up.

"fine."

She pre-researched Du Jia and shook her head, "I can persist."

Beiquan breathed a sigh of relief.

Indeed, as long as Chi Xiao can persevere until he returns to the Zhuling Secret Realm, the situation will not be too bad.

Although Bei Quan didn't know how to help Qi Ling deal with his injuries, he believed that there must be capable people in his family who understood these things.

"'The Wolf' hasn't shown up yet."

Bei Quan leaned close to Chi Xiao's ear, and whispered in a voice almost breathless:

"I will escort you back to the secret realm, let's go now."

Chi Xiao nodded silently.

She knew that something went wrong on her side when she was attacked this time, but Chi Xiao still didn't have a clue as to when she was being targeted and who the other party was.

But her injury did not allow her to delay.

Not to mention that she still carries a full twenty angry ghosts in her arms.

"Walk."

Chi Xiao lowered his voice and said:

"Crack...cough, I'll just hide behind and go back now."

Beiquan nodded, helped Chi Xiao up, and led her deeper into the construction site.

At an angle that the girl couldn't notice, Beiquan raised his hand and pressed it on his heart.

He felt as if a fire had built up in his chest.

The flames silently scorched his internal organs, as if they wanted to burn him into charcoal from within his body.