Chapter 98 Modern Supernatural 2

"…Why do I feel that you, the host, are doing this purely to make it easier to attack?"

001 was silent for a few seconds, then revealed Jun Zhaoliu's purpose in one sentence.

They were separated from each other from the beginning, and when they met, it would be a life-and-death battle.

"Hey, what nonsense are you talking about."

Jun Zhaoliu coughed, covering his mouth.

"Your host and I have just started the script, and there is no telling how it will develop in the future."

"Really? Why do I feel that you, the host, have already thought of various ways to BE with the vest in your mind?"

The little light ball came in front of Jun Zhaoliu, and they stared at each other.

Jun Zhaoliu blinked, "Then I will die more beautifully?"

001: So you can't get along with the word death?

The system's accusing gaze was like a thorn in the back, Jun Zhaoliu silently turned his head and selectively ignored it.

As long as I can't see it, I won't feel guilty.

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Zhou Zhile put his hands on his shoulders, pretending to be indifferent, trying to ignore the sight behind him.

The cold and dark sight followed him like a shadow.

"Whoosh--"

The cold wind passed through the cracks in the wall, blowing the weeds on the roadside, making a slightly sharp sound.

Shaking his body, Zhou Zhile quickened his pace, looking straight ahead.

"Tick, tick, tick..."

Zhou Zhile moved his ears and slowed down his steps for a moment.

Something was wrong.

This was not the sound of his footsteps.

"Tick, tick, tick..."

The footsteps were getting closer.

Zhou Zhile didn't dare to look back, he lowered his head and silently quickened his pace, slowly turning into a big stride running.

"Tut, tut, tut..."

The footsteps seemed to speed up.

What sin did I commit today!

Zhou Zhile was in great pain. His strong desire to survive made him burst out with great potential, and he ran forward desperately at an unprecedented speed.

The footsteps were mixed with strange wind sounds and laughter.

Is it possible that I have finally survived to this day, and I will die here today?

The air in the chest cavity was almost compressed to the extreme, and it was difficult to breathe.

Since I can't escape, I might as well give it a try!

Zhou Zhile took a deep breath, closed his eyes and turned around abruptly.

"Lower your head."

A cold voice sounded on the dark path.

Subconsciously, Zhou Zhile quickly bent down and lowered his head as required by the voice.

"Swoosh..."

Zhou Zhile half-closed his eyes, and only felt something passing over his head with a gust of wind.

"Bang..."

There was a loud noise, as if something hit the wall behind him.

"Open your eyes."

The mysterious voice sounded again, and it seemed to be closer.

In addition to the strong smell of dust in the air, there seemed to be a hint of cold fragrance.

Zhou Zhile hugged his head, half-squatted on the ground, and opened his eyes a little.

The lingering black mist disappeared completely, and the bright silver light sprinkled on the young man.

The man was wearing a Chinese-style black buttoned jacket with a front opening. The golden lotus pattern on the shoulder sparkled in the moonlight. A long tassel hung from the left earlobe, gently drooping down the side of his shoulder.

The young man stood with an umbrella in his hand, his back straight, like a pine, bamboo or orchid.

Zhou Zhile's gaze slowly moved to his eyes, his eyes widened, and he took a deep breath.

A thin white satin tied around his eyes indicated that the young man was blind.

"Junior Master! Why did you suddenly come here?"

An anxious voice came from behind the young man.

Nan Rui trotted all the way to Mu Guishuang and looked at him left and right.

"I'm fine."

Mu Guishuang brushed off the dust on the corner of his clothes.

"Huh - Junior Master, I'm glad you're okay." Nan Rui breathed a sigh of relief:

"If Master knew that I didn't take good care of you and caused you, Junior Master, to be injured, he would beat me to death!"

"Uh, that?"

Zhou Zhile, who had recovered and knew nothing about the current situation, finally stood up from the ground:

"My two benefactors, can I say something?"

"So there is someone here?"

Nan Rui's gaze moved from Mu Guishuang to Zhou Zhile.

"Huh? Your physique..."

Nan Rui squinted his eyes and walked around Zhou Zhile, as if he saw some rare animal, then turned his head to look at the empty wall behind Zhou Zhile:

"Little brother, do you often encounter dirty things?"

Zhou Zhile didn't expect the visitor to reveal his situation in one sentence, and nodded blankly: "That's right."

"Let me calculate..."

Nan Rui also became interested, and stretched out a hand to calculate in a very serious manner:

"Wow - born in a yin year, yin month, yin day and yin hour... This extremely yin physique is obviously rare in a hundred years, how come... another one appears..."

Nan Rui calculated and muttered to himself.

"It's a miracle that you can live to this day with your physique."

"Is this why I often run into these things?"

Zhou Zhile has been troubled for many years since he was a child. Now he finally meets someone who seems to be an expert in this field. He excitedly grabs Nan Rui's arm:

"Master! Is there a solution?"

"Wait, wait... Don't get excited, little brother."

Nan Rui pushed Zhou Zhile who was clinging to him away, turned his head and glanced at Mu Guishuang who was standing quietly behind him:

"Uncle Master, how about we talk somewhere else?"

After Mu Guishuang nodded, Zhou Zhile raised his hand: "The two masters can come to my house, it's nearby! And I also want to thank the masters for saving my life."

"Uncle Master, how are you?" Nan Rui asked Mu Guishuang first.

Zhou Zhile's expectant eyes fell on Mu Guishuang.

Seeing Mu Guishuang nodded, Zhou Zhile walked towards home with excitement.

Along the way, the three people, or more accurately, two people, chatted casually.

"Wow - so Brother Nan, are you a master who specializes in catching ghosts?"

Although the two were not much different in age, Zhou Zhile very consciously called Nan Rui "Brother Nan".

"That's about right." Nan Rui nodded without saying much.

"I'm still curious about how you've survived until now, Xiao Zhou? Of course, I don't mean any harm, I'm just curious."

"Me?" Zhou Zhile thought about the things that happened to him since he was a child and smiled bitterly:

"According to my grandmother, I often saw some dirty things when I was very young. My parents didn't believe these things and took me to the hospital for examination, but they couldn't find anything wrong with me."

"Later, there was really no other way. My grandmother got a talisman from somewhere and asked me to wear it around my neck 24 hours a day. Only then did the situation get better."

"What about you now?"

Zhou Zhile knew that Nan Rui wanted to ask about the attack by the evil spirit this time.

"The amulet is indeed very effective. After I put it on, I haven't seen or been bothered by these things for at least several years. However, it seems that as I get older, the effectiveness of the amulet has gradually weakened..."

"At the beginning, I began to see those dirty things frequently again, but they still seemed to be wary of me and didn't dare to approach. Later, as time passed, they seemed to become more and more unscrupulous and even began to attack me."

Zhou Zhile shrugged, "Just like what you saw today."

"If it weren't for the two of you, I'm afraid I would have to die here today."

"That's all thanks to my junior uncle. He rushed there and rescued you."

Nan Rui patted Zhou Zhile on the shoulder and comforted him:

"You don't have to worry now. Since you have met us, especially my junior uncle, at least your safety is guaranteed!"