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first goal

The two of them had a sleepless night. Early the next morning, they took a taxi and headed straight to Laoxiang Hutong. The whole street here is basically a mixed business. They started setting up stalls at six o'clock in the morning until midnight. Close the stall.

It was exactly 06:30 when the two arrived. After finding a suitable location, they bought two breads and waited for someone to take the bait.

Today is a working day, not many people came here, two or three hours passed, and Lu Tong only saw three people.

One is to ask Feng Shui.

One came to ask about the ancestral grave.

There is another begging for money.

None of them were looking for.

Lu Tong almost wondered if Ye Jichen made a mistake.

Waiting until noon, a man in his 30s came in. When he first came in, Lu Tong noticed something was wrong. The man looked flustered and pale, and kept looking around.

"Little boy, look at this man! Is it possible?" Lu Tong hurriedly questioned Ye Jichen.

"Look first..."

The man turned around and finally stopped at a stall.

"Hello, may I ask if you can exorcise evil spirits?"

The old Taoist at the stall chuckled: "Of course it can, the ancestral technique of exorcising evil spirits, little friend, what happened?"

"It's like this. I seem to be bewitched. I was trapped in a death game, and people who die in this game will die in reality." The man said cautiously.

"Game of death?" The old man was a little surprised. He had seen many kinds of people, including those who were attacked by evil spirits, and those who were haunted, but this was the first time he had heard of a game of death: "Are you bewitched by an evil spirit, and what you see is just an illusion?" ?”

"No, those who failed really died. This is definitely not an illusion, it really exists." The man was anxious.

"Oh, let's do this, tell me what's going on."

"It's like this. One day, I suddenly received two couriers, and there was an invitation letter inside, and the other was a mask."

The man told the whole story from receiving the courier to the death game, he took out his mobile phone and turned to the headline to show the old man: "It's these three people, these three people must be playing games with us, because Not to mention the way of death is the same, and there are exactly three, how could there be such a coincidence."

"Well, your matter is really weird. How about it, 500 yuan, the old man, I'll go with you and see what's going on before I can set a price."

The old man opened his mouth for money, and the man promised again and again, but he had no choice but to try as long as there was a glimmer of hope, no matter how much it was...he was willing to try.

"Wait." Lu Tong and Ye Jichen walked over.

"You?" The old man suddenly became vigilant. He had seen two people squatting on the side of the road early in the morning. Now that a fat sheep came to the door, they wanted to grab business.

"I'm sorry, Daoist, you can't pick up this person. I want to talk to him alone about some things."

"Why, are you ruining my business?"

"No, no, no, it's not the Daoist." Lu Tong quickly took out 1000 yuan from his wallet and handed it over: "Daoist, this is your compensation, we do have something to talk to about this person. "

In fact... Lu Tong had expected this kind of thing early in the morning, so he took a lot of cash before coming.

After the old man saw the money, he immediately agreed, and this time it was the man's turn to be caught.

"Hello, my name is Lu Tong. To be precise, this is not the first time we have met. Among the twelve people last night, you must be one of them."