Weird Regulator

Qiao Hao couldn't stand anymore. He had been in the rain for too long and felt uncomfortable everywhere.

He held the carriage with his white palms and slowly sat down, tightening his body unconsciously and still cursing in his mouth.

Damn rain, damn ghost, damn bald head, damn Huang Fengjiao...

People under the rain were agitated, and Qiao Hao's whispers made the atmosphere even more depressing.

Huang Banxian sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes to fight against the discomfort in his heart.

The sallow face had turned white from the rain, and his tightened brows and trembling lips made him look particularly weak.

Boy Qiao, come here and recite the Jing Jing Sutra with Pindao.

The ghost boy is coming, we can't have any emotions, otherwise we won't be able to drag him to Tianming Mountain.

Qiao Hao pursed his lips, but did not say those complaints. Finally, he came over with a look of unwillingness.

Two people sat side by side, one reading and the other studying, resisting their own inner fluctuations in the rain.

The great road is invisible, giving birth to the heaven and the earth; the great road is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon; the great road is nameless, nourishing all things; I don't know its name, so I call it Tao...

The low voice, but the meaningful words echoed in the rain, accompanied by the increasingly violent bumps of the three wheels.

In this environment, the so-called tranquility, like water without a source, is simply impossible to come true.

Clyde stood in the windy carriage, his eyes coldly glancing towards the farther and farther back.

A short and strange figure was reflected in his blue pupils.

There was another tall man standing next to that weird black shadow.

Clay only glanced at it and turned back. This was already the second time he had seen a ghost, and the next time would be the time to actually take action.

This time, it was exactly the same as the first time.

In his eyes, the ghost boy did not appear alone. The tall man standing next to him was himself.

In other words, the real Clay is more suitable.

Now, Clyde, who possesses super brainpower and extreme coldness, is just a second personality created through the Sinful Square Mirror.

As for the second personality, he will not have any weaknesses, and the only fear in his heart is the real Clyde.

He wanted to replace it.

From this point, we can see the identity of Wujie Ghost Boy.

There is no other explanation for the fact that Clyde's two personalities were both targeted for hunting except for manipulation in his mind.

Clay lowered his head, his eyes flickering in the darkness, and slowly looked at the two people behind him who were chanting sutras with their eyes closed.

But after hesitating, he turned his attention to the bald head of the driver.

The Ghost Boy with no solution has become a reality, and it is now a ghost that is extremely powerful.

Those who meditate and meditate are just deceiving themselves and others. Huang Fengjiao cannot possibly not know this.

His current performance clearly showed that he had given up rescuing Qiao Hao.

But this time, besides Qiao Hao, the people chosen by the ghost boy are me...

Huang Banxian has the power to resist Wujie Ghost Boy, but the price is too high. He used it once before, and until now he still can't stand up.

So, this time he chose to sit back and watch.

Clay had to reflect on the sinful thing in his hand. It was useless even if he used it. It would be difficult for him to escape this time.

So, how to survive in this unsolvable situation without using crime objects...

The words quiet in his ears actually made people more anxious, washing away his restless emotions.

The rain in the sky made him colder and colder. After a long time, he walked towards the front of the car and leaned on the iron railing with a relaxed expression.

Clay turned around and looked at Huang Banxian, and asked a strange question in a cold voice:

Huang Fengjiao, do you care about the lives of this car?

This question interrupted the two men's silent thoughts, and they both turned to look at the front of the car.

There was doubt in Qiao Hao's eyes, as well as a hint of madness that was about to be uncontrollable, and he had a faint tendency to stand up.

Huang Banxian let his hair down, narrowed his eyes, stared at the figure calmly and said:

I may not care, but the mission is far from over.

Clay nodded. This was the answer he wanted to hear, and it was also the foundation of all his plans.

He raised his hand slightly, pointed at Qiao Hao first, and said softly:

Qiao Hao has three kinds of sinful objects on his body, but they are all ineffective against Wujie Ghost Boy. He is dead.

But based on what I know about him, this reckless man will definitely turn into a ghost when he is about to die, and both humans and ghosts will end badly.

Therefore, he cannot die for the time being. It would be best to wait until the ghost boy comes in three minutes.

Qiao Hao jumped up from the ground, put his hands behind his back, and roared in a low voice:

What the hell do you mean?

Clay ignored him, pointed his finger at the bald head again, and said softly:

Cheng Dali's crime object is very special. The skin on his body will swallow him up when he feels the fatal injury.

So it would be best for him to die first.

With Cheng Dali and Qiao Hao turning into ghosts, they stalled the pursuit of Wujie Ghost Boy.

You will have enough time to arrive at Tianmingshan Cemetery.

Only then did Cheng Dali realize that he was also involved in the matter, but Clyde's voice was not loud and he didn't hear it clearly.

At this moment, he pulled his neck, raised his head, and shouted loudly:

What are you talking about, you guys? What is death and life at the same time? Is the ghost boy here?

Huang Banxian's small eyes shone with light as he examined the new soul created by the sinful object. He seemed to understand the meaning behind Clay's words.

The road you paved can buy me at least half an hour of safety.

As long as I enter Tianmingshan Cemetery, there is a high probability that I will enter the ring organization's range.

Even if the ghost boy is made up by us, he is still a ghost boy after all, and he will never dare to chase him.

Qiao Hao couldn't listen to these useless nonsense. He only knew that Clyde and Huang Banxian were dividing the lives of several people present.

He is what Clay calls a reckless man. Now that death is approaching, the Jingjing Sutra is useless.

Under the high pressure, he became the first powder keg to be detonated. He suddenly took off the ring on his middle finger and roared:

You should be the first to die for me!

However, he was a step too slow after all, and Clay had to turn around before he could say this.

Cheng Dali's shiny bald head was pulled over by him, and the posture of raising his head and shouting gave him the convenience to take action.

The dagger that appeared in his hand out of nowhere slashed hard at the raised throat, spattering blood.

Huang Fengjiao! Remember to take me with you when you escape, because then I will be Clay himself.

Before the driver was overwhelmed by death and the human skin on his body came back, the high-speed tricycle lost control first and crashed into the woods.

Huang Banxian huddled in the cardboard box, resisting the strong impact.

He heard the last words Clyde yelled in his ears, which also made him understand that this was a very amazing plan.

There is no solution to the dead end, and Clay's ordinary crime items are ineffective. How should he escape?

The answer actually lies on the surface of the dead end.

Now this second personality created by the sinful object is the ghost boy's hunting target.

So, if he, the victim, committed suicide in advance.

Of course, it is also equivalent to escaping the massacre of ghosts!

This manually created car accident can cause the consciousness of the second personality to dissipate.

Then the real Clyde will return to the main body.

In this way, he not only protected himself, but also avoided the murderous attack of the ghost boy.

He was not worried at all that he would disappear completely, because Clay would definitely use the square mirror again in the future.

The reason why this plan can be called watertight lies in Qiao Hao and Cheng Dali.

The two clerks turned into ghosts and delayed their arrival at the Tianmingshan Cemetery. They were a gift to Huang Banxian.

Without this gift, Huang Banxian would not have taken away the seriously injured Clyde.

And without Clyde, there would be no second personality like him.