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It was also a moment when the setting sun met the devil. The setting sun was as thick as tears dripping from blood-red amber, wrapping the world in a suffocating way. Xia Youjie had just absorbed the curse spirit of a 'monkey', and his throat I was in a bad mood, reeking of a 30-day vomit-absorbed rag, made worse by the noise of monkeys in the street.

Then he heard crying, as if he was about to vomit his soul out of his body, sobbing full of regret and guilt, no more words, just intermittent, somewhat depressing, but uncontrollable crying— —Because that is the instinct of human beings to excrete things that are harmful to the body, just like the instinct of human beings who cannot restrain themselves from sneezing, or stop yawning.

Xia Youjie stopped in his tracks, as if his soul had also been shaken, and the cry pierced his heart like a sharp arrow—as long as it is a human being, a creature with empathy, hearing such a cry, it will not hurt. Will not stop, the same sadness and pain appear in my heart.

What's more, Xia Youjie is actually a gentle person who can empathize with others. His delicate heart was seized at that moment. He stood in the bloody sunset, broken and desperate with a stranger .

The frail young man shivered in the cold wind like a chick that had just hatched. He buried his head in his arms, and sat down awkwardly in the dusty alley. In the bustling commercial street, people are carrying shopping bags or holding hot and sweet milk tea, laughing and chatting with their friends. The melodious and loud music and promotional broadcasts can completely suppress the pain, despair and depression of a teenager. Covering up, at the other end of the alley is Xia Youjie standing in the shadow of the eaves, silently watching this scene with clear distinctions and joys and sorrows.

Xia Youjie seemed to be unable to move as if his feet had taken root again. He silently stared at the weeping back of the young man, as if he saw himself from him, or saw the shadows of many other people——no, that It was not an illusion, Xia Youjie was startled, he realized that the misty shadow actually appeared from the boy's body!

This boy is a magician!Thinking of the treatment of Mimiko and Nanako, Xia Youjie's heart sank. He went against the warning instinct of his body and walked towards the boy who seemed to be abandoned by the whole world.

"Hi, my name is Xia Youjie." Xia Youjie stood a few meters away from the boy, squatted down, smiled and softly comforted the crying boy who had gradually calmed down: "If you have nowhere to go, you can come with me." Together."

The boy moved, and he raised his head from the crook of his arms. Those quiet and clear eyes were full of indescribable sadness and a little bewilderment, like glass balls soaked in wine.

He looked at Xia Youjie, his pupils slowly became enlightened, and those eyes, which were as transparent as glass balls, gradually became brighter: "I... My name is Jiasheng Yuanshang, and now... ...homeless."

So Yuanshang Jiasheng was brought back to the territory of Panxing Sect by Xia Youjie.

There is no doubt that Jiasheng Yuanzhi is a very talented conjurer, not to mention the huge curse-like power in his body, he is also very quick in various matters, and he is also very diligent and studious, not only He only learns spells, and also uses the intricate connections of the Panxing Sect to learn and collect knowledge and intelligence from the world of ordinary people.

After Jiasheng Yuan joined, Xia Youjie could safely entrust him with many jobs that required dealing with high-level human society and powerful people in the political and economic circles.

Jiasheng Yuan with a unique temperament easily deals with those cunning and greedy old monkeys, as always gentle and polite, sometimes Xia Youjie even has the illusion that when he met Jiasheng Yuan, the one who cried bitterly for some reason Teenagers are their own fantasies.

During family gatherings from time to time, Xia Youjie was also very curious about why Jiasheng Yuanshang was chasing something behind him, racking his brains to break into the insides of the monkeys.

Jiasheng Yuanzhi put down the coffee in his hand, thought carefully, and then replied: "I need money, a lot of money, because the most profitable way is written in the law, and from these politicians and financiers From them, I can learn how to make money the fastest and avoid legal punishment—after all, they are veterans in this regard.”

After all, Yoshio Fuchinoue smiled mockingly again. After all, in Japan's political circles, there is almost no one who is not greedy. Everyone knows it, but everyone pretends not to know it.

Xia Youjie said helplessly: "If you need money, why don't you just get it from Panxingjiao? We are a family, and we don't need to divide it so clearly."

Jiasheng Yuanzhi's eyes were dark and calm. He put down the coffee cup in his hand, and stirred the soup spoon in the mud-colored liquid with his fingers: "That's not enough—it's not enough."

Xia Youjie didn't understand why Yuanshang Jiasheng needed so much money. One must know that with the power of the Panxing Sect and the wide range of the curse spirit, it can be said that he is making a lot of money every day, even if he is doing money in the financial market. Leverage is not as profitable as they are - after all, leverage in the financial market may blow the bottom position and lose money, and they don't have to worry about it at all.

Xia Youjie trusts Yuanshang Jiasheng, even though Yuanshang Jiasheng does not support his ideals, and even bluntly said that Xia Youjie will be like a firewood burnt out sooner or later, leaving only the wreckage with lingering warmth in the end.

But conjurers are all paranoid lunatics, and Xia Youjie is just a little more paranoid.He has long been prepared, even if he is smashed to pieces for his dream, he will be willing to do so.

With the arrival of December 24th, their plans for the night walk of the ghosts will finally be carried out. The conjuration circles and the political circles have already negotiated to clear the ordinary people in Shinjuku and Kyoto blocks in advance. If they really cannot be transferred, they will use The guardian enchantment shrouded it, and let the guardians of the 'window' take care of it.

The sun was about to completely sink into the sky, and the clouds in the sky were smeared with purple and dark blue glow by the sunset. The streets on Christmas Eve, which should have been lively, were empty, only the conjurers in black uniforms solemnly Waiting for the arrival of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk.

Those grotesque monsters, more treacherous than the most terrifying nightmare, densely covered the sky, pressing down like thick dark clouds.

——The Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts has begun.