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Trading Street is indeed much deserted than in the past, the bustling shops on both sides are closed, and at a glance, there are almost no people in sight.

"In the beginning, there were only one or two people, and they didn't attract attention. It's because more people disappeared recently, and I realized that some people have disappeared since a few months ago." Uncle Ming looked a lot haggard.

"They all disappeared without a trace. You also know that although we have some good people here, they are much worse than those 'professionals'. Now there is no clue at all. If the delay continues, the Trading Street will probably be in danger." closed."

Shen Gu Mingyi immediately became serious: "It will be troublesome if the trading street is closed."

Uncle Ming responded: "Yes, then it will be troublesome."

The two sighed in unison, completely unaware of the trouble the other said, it was not the same thing.

Uncle Ming took Shengu Mingyi to a very retro-decorated store. There were many old-fashioned gadgets in the display cabinets, such as cameras. Take good care of your store.

Naruto Kamiya stood in front of the window, which contained a red Easter egg studded with gems.

Seeing that he was interested, Uncle Ming walked up to him and said, "It is said that it is a treasure of the last tsar of the Romanov dynasty. If you are interested, after this incident, I can say hello to Jiang Jing and deliver it to you directly." home."

His tone was very casual, as if this was not a treasure worth fighting for.

Shen Guming shook his head, "No need, it looks pretty right here."

Going around behind the counter and passing through a narrow door, another world appeared in front of you.

There are also many display windows here, and even the walls are covered with goods. When Shen Guming looked at the weapons in the room, he fell silent for a moment.

Selling models?

Compared to the clean and tidy outside, the inside is much messier, with various paper rags scattered all over the place, it can be seen that the owner here left in a hurry.

"Jiang Jing said the day before that he was going to deliver a batch of goods, but he didn't show up all day. When he came to look for him again, it was already like this here." Talking about this, Uncle Ming became more and more tired.

When Uncle Ming stopped talking, the whole room became completely silent, and a strange atmosphere spread.

As soon as Kamiya Ming closed his eyes, the feeling became even stronger.

Besides the two of them, there is another being here, formless, indistinguishable...

The smell of fear.

"Here..." Shen Guming raised his head, "Is there a curse spirit here?"

Uncle Ming smiled wryly and shook his head, "Don't look at me like this, I also have some ways to identify the curse spirit, and there is no trace of the curse spirit here."

This is just his modest statement. There are no less than a hundred magicians on the trading street. Even if everyone is a rookie, seeing the magic spirit and distinguishing the breath of the magic spirit are their innate abilities.

But Kamiya Mingichi still thinks that it is a curse spirit, and his method of distinguishing a curse spirit is different from that of a magician who cannot see a curse spirit.

The curse spirit has strong and distorted emotions. If the emotions of ordinary humans cannot touch his nerves because they are too gentle, then the intense emotions of the curse spirit will become very conspicuous in his senses.

It can't be wrong, there must have been a curse spirit here.

But there is actually no trace of the second person appearing here, only one person and one curse spirit appeared from the beginning to the end.

There are no signs of violent damage to the doors and windows... Can a person become a curse spirit?

He pondered for a moment, caught the faint breath and chased after it.

"Where are you going?"

The people in front did not respond to him.

Uncle Ming gritted his teeth and chased after him.

He followed the looming figure in front of him as he shuttled through the trading street. At some point, fog began to form.

Until they ran to an abandoned church and opened the entrance to the underground from one side.

Uncle Ming was surprised that Mingyi knew such a hidden place. This place was used as a safe house by the people in Trading Street, and this church had long since lost its original function.

When I went down to the ground, the tip of my nose was lingering with a damp and fishy smell of mud. I don't know why, in such a deep underground, without lighting the lights, I could still see the road a little bit clearly.

In other words, somewhere, somewhere, there is something emitting light.

I don't know how long I ran on the soft ground, and suddenly a huge cave appeared in front of me.

Uncle Ming gasped for breath and wanted to ask what was going on, but when he looked up, he was shocked.

"Ming...one?"

In the wide space, huge tree roots are hovering around like giant pythons, and the trunk pierces through the top and extends to nowhere.

Uncle Ming covered his mouth, his stomach churned.

No one can keep calm in the face of such a scene

On the huge and thick tree trunk are actually human faces one after another. The skin texture is realistic and meticulous.

There are also faces that he is very familiar with.

Uncle Ming's face was extremely pale, and now he finally knew where the missing people were.

In the center of the tree, a heart emitting red light beats again and again.

"What is this!" Curse spirit?It doesn't seem to be a curse spirit.

Kamiya Mingyi didn't know why, and had been silent since the beginning.

When he came back to his senses, Uncle Ming also knew the seriousness of the matter. Even though he was angry in his heart, he had to calm down and persuade him: "Ming Yi, we can't deal with such things, why not..."

A figure came out from behind the tree trunk.

The man in an ordinary suit with a seam on his forehead looked at the two of them with a smile on his face, no, he was looking at Naruichi Kamiya.

He smiled inscrutablely: "You really came."

Uncle Ming was a little confused. What does it mean that he really came? This person knew that Ming would come over soon?

But the man ignored him, looked at Mingichi Kamiya standing in front of him, and couldn't help laughing, "It's not in vain that I spent more than half a year cultivating this thing."

He also changed his brain to a person from Trading Street after several rounds, and then secretly brought the person here to conduct his experiments.

"Mingichi-kun," he called Kamiya Mingichi's name intimately, "Are you surprised? These are all prepared for you. A person like you really can't let go of friends, so you will definitely come to me. Come around." After discovering that the people on the trading street were gone.

He chose Trading Street on purpose, and of course there was a reason why the aptitude of a conjurer was better than that of ordinary people.

Kamiya Naruichi's genius of heaven and curse - soon to be his.

If he hadn't happened to save an old member during the internal purge of the Panxing Cult, he wouldn't have known about it.

At that time, Fu Heisher, who was running away in despair, accidentally mentioned it on the phone. Among the other party was the Heaven and the Cursed One who could predict the future. Unfortunately, the news had not spread out in time, and the people of the Panxing Cult did not know why it happened. There was internal strife, and almost everyone who knew the news died, except for the one he saved.

Sensing that something was wrong, Uncle Ming wanted to pull Shen Guming back, but was entangled by the vines protruding from behind him.

"Mingyi!!"

Shen Guming was motionless, bound by vines and brought in front of the man.

The ground began to vibrate, and the soil above his head fell in a rustle. The man stepped on the blood-red leaves, caressing the cheek of the person who was sent in front of him.

In front of him, the young man's eyes were dull, his soul seemed to be closed, and he didn't respond to the outside world at all, so he became a doll in his palm.

The soil above the head actually parted to the sides, layer after layer, exposing the sky.

The man stabbed his hand into the tree, and violently pulled out the blood-red heart. The heart was beating in his hand, giving off an ominous feeling.

"This is for you, Naruto-kun~"

A heart nourished by the flesh and blood and resentment of this land, if you give this heart to Kamiya Naruichi, he will gain even stronger power.

"Of course, you also need to repay me."

The man stepped on the leaf, took Mingichi Kamiya with him, and was dragged up by the leaf together.

Until from deep underground, standing above the sky.

Uncle Ming struggled, but could only watch them leave, helpless.

At some point, a huge tree appeared on Trading Street. The blood-stained tree stretched out its branches and rattled.

At the foot is the trading street wrapped in milky white fog.

Unknowingly, a white egg stood quietly at each doorway, like soldiers standing there solemnly.

Vines sent the young man with closed eyes in front of the man. He held a beating heart in one hand, and covered Naruichi Kamiya's head with his five fingers in the other hand.

"It's started."

All the eggs shook neatly, clicked, and the shells cracked.

The grotesque magic spirit was born from the egg, looking around, it was quite spectacular.

Those curse spirits struggled, roared, and followed their instincts to curse, destroy, and kill.

The man didn't panic at all, he smiled lightly, and said to a person who would never respond to him: "You don't know yet, I accidentally discovered that your blood has very special effects, for example, these curse spirits are actually Showed fear of your blood, and... a gesture of submission."

This is also the reason why men must get Naruichi Kamiya.It is very easy to get this person's blood from the hospital with some special methods, but to achieve what he wants, Kamiya Mingichi's current strength is far from enough.

He will help him and make him the king of the curse.

Being able to control all the magic spirits in the world... What a miracle!

The man didn't notice that the young man who was tied up into rice dumplings by the vines frowned.

Let the curse spirit surrender?

he thought troubled.

That tree brought back bad memories, causing San value to go crazy, and his mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't escape in time.

But it also revealed more truths.

As soon as Kamiya Ming opened his eyes, he calmly looked down at his feet.

This is the special seat.

……

The man noticed that the curse spirits, who could be called a group of demons dancing wildly, stopped and looked at him in unison.

He could feel their fear.

Time froze for a moment, the first curse spirit knelt down, and then one curse spirit after another followed.

If men can understand the mood of the curse spirits, they will definitely understand that they are not expressing surrender at all, but trying to reduce their sense of existence, but they dare not run, so they stick to the ground tightly.

To put it bluntly, he was pretending to be dead.

In the vision of the curse spirit, standing there was a huge thick black mist.

You cannot look him in the eye.

Shen Guming waited for a while, and the man beside him didn't become angry because he didn't meet his expectations, so he closed his eyes again.

Anyway, there is no other way now.

The fog reminded him of a scene in a cartoon he had read before. Although it was only a short shot, it was also a city covered in thick fog.

The man froze for a moment, and a picture similar to the scene in front of him appeared in his mind.

It is foggy, but the location seems to be a coastal city.

He squinted his eyes in enjoyment, this is the foreknowledge.

Everything is going the way he wants.

......

The white coat who was observing the movement here from a distance put down the binoculars, thinking hard whether the people around the man looked familiar.

But immediately he was not in the mood to think about these things, and instead comforted the newly released tenth minister "pharmacist": "It's okay, Miss Jicun's medicine will definitely be fine."

The tenth minister, Jimura Shizuko, is a shy girl wearing a mask. At this moment, she is clenching her hands and looking nervously into the distance.

Thinking of that man, the white coats faintly showed anger.

Trading Street is their boss' territory!How dare you make an idea here!

Turning around, he became troubled again.

"Oh, but that person really looks familiar."

"Who is it?"

It's too far away, I can't see clearly.