A retired magician raises a bucket daily

When Reed woke up early in the morning, he felt that he was alone in the house and that Jason was gone.

He got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and only when he was slowly frying eggs, he took out his phone and saw the text message.

Bludhaven.

Followed by a string of addresses.

Reed looked at the communication records, and there were two missed calls, both from the same person in the early hours of the morning. He dialed back, but he was still not in the service area.

The screen on the phone switched back to the text message, and he stared at the sender's name for a while.

Constantine.

This person must have encountered some trouble again, especially if he would take the initiative to call himself, or two ways, this matter is likely to be very difficult to deal with.

Reed, who was scared by Constantine in London, chose the latter out of prudence and for the sake of his friends.

After all, he also has important matters to bother the other party.

Reed ate breakfast in a hurry, drove the new car he just picked up yesterday, and followed the guidance of the navigation to Brudhaven.

Bludhaven is only an hour's drive from Gotham.Adjacent to Gotham, the world-famous crime city, it made its fortune in the whaling industry, and the crime rate in the city full of casinos is not inferior at all.

The road shown in the navigation is a country road, with either barren grasslands or jagged sea cliffs on both sides. He lowered the car window a little, and brackish sea water vapor poured in through the gap.Occasionally, I will drive past some homeless campsites. Those people in tattered clothes and dirty all over their bodies stand on the side of the road and raise their middle fingers at every passing car, cursing dirty words, and then being swept up by the dust. in the back.

The location on the text message was not difficult to find. Reid arrived within 10 minutes after driving into the range of Bludhaven.

It was a dilapidated old neighborhood, very similar to Gotham's slums. The roads became so narrow that it was impossible for cars to drive in. He had to find a place to park and walk in.

There are some old people smoking shisha sitting on the side of the road. They lean on the bamboo rocking chairs, white smoke is constantly coming out of their noses and mouths, and their cloudy eyeballs are numb and cold, watching the passers-by indifferently through a layer of smoke.

Reed walked through the narrow alley and slowly walked to the back of this area. It was a wasteland, which may have been prosperous once, but now it is overgrown with weeds.The only building around is a dilapidated old church.The stained glass window that stitched the Virgin Mary has been broken. From the outside, you can see the inside of the church, the cross with the crucified Jesus, and... Constantine on it.

Constantine was tied to the cross in the posture of Jesus and hung high in the dilapidated church. When he saw Reed's appearance, he had the leisure to greet Reed with his hand that could only move his forearm.

Reed: "......" It's okay, it's okay, it's so sad.

After he entered the church, the two battered doors that had been left wide open to him before closed with a groaning creak, with that mortal reflection.It's still broken, and it's still windy. No matter how you look at it, it has no deterrent effect.

Of course Reed knew it would be dangerous to walk in.He realized it when he saw Konstantin... no, he realized it when he got the text message.

The thing that tied Constantine to the cross was not an ordinary rope visible to the naked eye, and it was exactly the same as the special effect of black smoke from Jason's hand.

"What trouble did you get into again?" He breathed a sigh of relief, and tightened his grip on the dagger he took out from nowhere.

Constantine didn't speak, and looked up. Reed followed his line of sight and turned his head to look. There was nothing there, only the broken mural of the saint.

When he turned his head again, the black smoke that bound Constantine suddenly disappeared. The blond man fell from mid-air, rolled around on the spot, and then slowly got up, patted his windbreaker, and gave himself He took a cigarette out of his pocket.

"Believe it or not," his voice was dry and hoarse, "I'm doing something good this time."

Looking at his dusty face, Reed said meaningfully, "This is not what a good man should end up with."

The decadent blond man lowered his head and lit his cigarette, biting the cigarette and mumbled, "It's not finished yet."

As soon as his words fell, Reed suddenly felt himself being sucked in by a strange force. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding area became dark. He seemed to have entered another space and was standing on a very steep path. .

Constantine walked beside him, exhaling the second-hand smoke indifferently, "Finally came in."

"Enchantment?" Reed, who was suddenly plunged into the darkness, blinked vigorously trying to get used to it. The only light source around him was the flickering cigarette end Constantine was biting.

Constantine responded, and took the lead to walk away.

"You can just come in this kind of place by yourself, why did you come all the way to find me?" Reed followed behind him, "Do you hate me so much?"

"There is a limit on the number of people," Constantine explained, "It just so happens that you are close to me."

"...You won't be a mass message, will you?"

"That's not true, I just got back to you when I received a text message from you," Constantine said, "It's also very troublesome to use a mobile phone in that position."

"..."

"I thought you were still in London." The vampire's physical fitness was different from ordinary people. Now that Reed had fully adapted to the dark environment, he began to look around, "Just the two of us?"

They are walking on a narrow stone road, there is nothing on both sides, below... about 50 meters below, there is the sound of a river flowing, the front is shrouded in fog, and a large black patch can be vaguely seen Shadow after that.

"Six people," Constantine shook the cigarette ash, "there are four unlucky people who went in first. I am the one who made a deal with the devil. I have to wait for everyone to come in before I come in."

"You also lied to four people?" Reid thought that the only person who would do good deeds every day was himself.

"They entered by mistake, and I can't control it." Constantine said, "You have to know that I was hung there for two days."

"Retribution." Reed laughed when he heard the words, "Explain what good deed you are going to do, and send love fast food to the demons?"

"I have encountered three similar enchantments." Constantine said, "But this is not the kind of enchantment that can be made easily. It is very complicated, and it appears in large numbers at about the same time. It shows that someone wants to do something big with this."

He took down the cigarette butt and lit it casually in the air, "The first is in Grayling, the second is in Davenport, the third is in Charleston, here's the fourth. There are two more, and one is in New York." , and I guess, Naihe Island in Gotham waters."

"Do you know what this means?" Constantine turned his head and glanced at Reed, connecting the positions he clicked with his hands in the air.

"...it's a six-pointed star," Reed said.

Constantine clicked on the position in the middle of the six-pointed star, "This is Gotham."

Reed thought of Gotham without any 'spirit', and his and Weber's conjectures, his complexion suddenly became not very good, "They not only want to come out...they also want to reverse Brother Tan this city..."

Constantine nodded, with an unexpected tone, "You understand quite quickly."

Reed lowered his head and kicked a small stone away casually. The stone rolled down, and he heard a faint sound of entering the water after a long time, "What I wanted to say in the message I sent you yesterday seems to have something to do with this now. Great relationship."

Constantine was noncommittal, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and crushed it with his toes.

"In short, we are going to get rid of this enchantment now."

"Don't make jokes, this counts as one time you owe me." Reed had known him for so long, so of course he understood that this man's ability to play tricks was first-rate.

They finally finished walking the narrow stone road, and the black shadow hidden behind the thick fog showed its real appearance at this time, it was a barren mountain.The road ahead of them was a cave on the mountain.

"We have to find the core of this enchantment, and then destroy it before we can return to the present world."

"You know——" Reid turned to look at him, and Constantine also looked at him blankly, so he turned a corner when he was about to ask, "—I don't think you know what the core is."

He pressed the center of his eyebrows tiredly, and walked into the cave unhurriedly, "I still have to bring four unlucky guys to solve the case... If only Weber was here, he has always been very lucky, and he may go around casually." Find it around."

Constantine let out a short laugh, remembering what he said, "If he was there, we might go straight into hell mode."

During the conversation, small voices came from the depths of the cave.

It's kind of like an argument, but not too intense.

"Just go home once before the end of the month..."

"Don't even think about it!" A voice said irritably, a little familiar.

"Just a family gathering for Thanksgiving."

"We don't fucking believe that, thank you ass!"

"Don't look at me, Little Jaybird, the princess and I are going on a date."

"Aren't you arguing?"

"How could it be so long!"

Then his body became quiet at the same time, like a well-trained soldier, he picked up his weapon at the same time, prepared to attack, and looked at the two people who came over.

A young man with dark hair wearing tights and a blue domino mask, another young man with red hair and a red domino mask holding a bow and arrows, and a young man with a red helmet holding two guns... .

"What's your purpose...Konstantin? Why are you?" The blue one spoke first, his expression changed from vigilance to astonishment.

Constantine took out another cigarette and put it in his mouth, "It's good, we are old acquaintances."

Reed smelled a familiar smell in the air, and before he could react, he heard a lowered voice say, "Why are you with him."

It was the red hood who was speaking, but he was not looking at Constantine, but at Reed.

He couldn't see his eyes because of the helmet, but Reed could feel them.

Constantine also realized, "Oh, you two know each other?"

Reed looked at Constantine, then at Red Hood, then looked down a little, and saw the plump and familiar pectoral muscles under the leather jacket.

With a puzzled tone, he said, "Jay?"