The Second Mysterious Spirit
In the alley where the Dusk Bar is located, law enforcement vehicles have surrounded the entire entrance and exit area.
"The special envoy has arrived at the mission location first, all members are in position quickly!"
The black-uniformed law enforcement team that had arrested Wu Ci a day ago rushed out of the car with guns drawn.
One of the law enforcers walked more slowly, deliberately jogging behind the team to observe. The other veteran team members noticed but did not stop him. As long as he did not try to escape, they would leave him alone.
If Wu Ci were here, he would definitely recognize this as the guy who talked to him in the auditorium of the Ideological and Political Department today.
The elder brother is not old, in the end he is still a young man of 24 or 25 years old, a fresh graduate. He is just older than Wu Ci, and happened to go earlier. So Wu Ci, who went later and is a few years younger, knows how to be polite and calls him brother, showing the attitude of a younger generation to shorten the distance, satisfy people's vanity, and is a good way to say it.
He actually has a name, his surname is Bai, and his name is Bai Budu.
Bai Budu is a recent graduate this year. He has parents at home and his financial situation is not that good, just like the average old city dweller. He went to college with a loan, just like Wu Ci's original self.
However, Wu Ci was originally an orphan who was determined to climb the social ladder. He had no parents to worry about, so he could take a gamble and enroll in the expensive spiritualist major. However, Bai Budu enrolled in an ordinary major.
He didn't want to apply for it at first, he just wanted to be an ordinary worker like his father, because the ordinary college loan was enough to crush their family. But he just happened to have some talent for solving problems, so his father wanted him to be a stable civil servant and didn't want him to suffer the hardships of society.
So his father took out a loan for him, worked hard with his mother, paid the monthly interest for him, and sent him to college. After he graduated, he used connections to get him help, asking for favors from relatives here and there, and asking for gifts and dinner from relatives here, so that he could successfully enter the system as a civil servant.
His parents gave him many gifts, and he was successfully assigned to an ordinary unit like the law enforcement team.
He is very grateful, works hard and is very content.
Parents can't do more. Ordinary people need to know themselves. They can't expect to distribute their wealth as arbitrarily as those rich young men or the second generation of power.
Bai Budu knew that there must be darkness in the system, but he didn't care that much. He had thought about it and had already prepared himself mentally.
He may be looked down upon by those rich young men or the second generation of power, and his credit may be taken away by others, but he can still slowly accumulate experience and at worst get promoted slowly, or just make a living in this position. As long as it is stable, their whole family can live in peace and security and will not have to worry about food and clothing.
But the worst scenarios he imagined were far from enough to describe what he experienced.
The training of the Ideological and Political Department had just ended today, and the leaders said they would give them a day off and let them start work tomorrow. But tonight, because he had no background and the gifts he gave were not as many as others, he was urgently transferred to the field because of the shortage of manpower, even though he had not received any field training and could not even fire a gun.
Even so, when it comes to the Wilderness Cult, even experienced veterans can lose their lives if they are not careful or have bad luck, and the survival rate is only 70% in the field.
He seems to be treated as expendable before he even starts working. Maybe he will die here today.
The leading captain shouted, "Prepare to charge!"
Bai Budu looked up and saw the Twilight Bar in front of him, which was located in a dark alley. It looked like an industrial-style, dilapidated concrete building. There were lights on inside and many people seemed to be there.
Behind the abandoned building, Wu Ci and Black Cat walked into a dirty alley together. There was no light in the alley. As they walked forward, the light became increasingly dim, illuminating the lonely dilapidated building and the rough concrete road surface not far away.
Dirty, torn plastic bags and old GG papers with unclear printing were rolling on the road. As for the unfinished building in the distance, it was empty. The windows were not even covered with glass. Nothing could be seen clearly in the darkness, like the huge mouths of an unknown creature.
Black Cat walked into the rotten-end building with Wu Ci, very aware of his position as the owner, jumping up and down as he walked, "Brother Aci, let me tell you, the followers of the First Cult across the street can slice off all their own meat and do backflips using the bone racks. I should go to the First Cult, and when I'm hungry I can just eat my own meat, and I won't be hungry anymore..."
Wu Ci, who could see clearly in the dim light, narrowed his eyes.
He noticed that the black cat was still barefoot, but there were broken glass in front of it.
Wu Ci stopped moving forward.
The black cat is definitely not afraid of this, but according to the relationship between the original body and the black cat, and according to the black cat's attachment to the original body, he should let the black cat avoid it, right? Even if he doesn't avoid it, the original body will at least stop and take a look after stepping on it.
It is better to avoid it now to avoid trouble later.
Although he can protect himself from Black Cat now, Black Cat will definitely be useful in the later stages, so for the sake of safety, he should just put on a show!
"Hmm? What's wrong? Brother Aci?"
The black cat turned around and looked at Wu Ci who had stopped walking, somewhat puzzled.
Wu Ci squatted down and said, "Come on up, I'll carry you over."
"What is this for?" The black cat couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. Although he was asking, he climbed onto Wu Ci's back as if he was afraid that Wu Ci would go back on his word.
Wu Ci did not explain too much, but stood up with the black cat on his back and said simply, "Wear shoes next time."
"It's not as cold inside the city as outside. Even in the old city, it feels warm when you walk barefoot on the ground. I like it this way." The black cat hugged Wu Ci's shoulders tightly, and tried to raise his head to rest his chin, which was not stained with blood like his face, on Wu Ci's face to avoid dirtying Wu Ci's clothes.
His rather voluptuous thighs were wrapped around Wuci's waist, and his calves were swinging back and forth, making it very clear that he was happy. "But I prefer you to carry me on your back. Can we still do this when we go back to the wilderness? It won't be too cold this way!"
Wu Ci's eyes were deep.
Why did Black Cat always emphasize going to the wilderness? He even prepared for them to leave the city in the future, as if he was sure that they would not stay in the city for long.
Original body, did you have any agreement with the black cat?
He thought deeply, but the black cat on his back happily continued the previous topic, "So I also taught my men a new trick, and I'll let them perform it for you later!"
"Um."
Wu Ci walked into the elevator of the last floor and put down the black cat.
The so-called elevator is a rusty lift platform that requires you to rotate the handle on it to drive the gear to go down.
It is too undignified to shake the handle vigorously on the elevator... Although the expression is a bit exaggerated, in Wu Ci's eyes, it is undignified.
Wu Ci hates disgrace because it reminds him of his past disgrace.
Fortunately, this aspect of his was very similar to the original body, perhaps because of the degree of compatibility, so the black cat also knew that he had to be decent, so he took the initiative to squat down and half-kneel to control the elevator.
The friction of the chain drove the rusty gears with a terrifying clicking sound, and the elevator began to sink.
In the darkness underground, the temperature gradually rises because of the underground pipes and the spiritual rune technology representing heat on the life-sustaining defense array that covers the entire Dark Star City.
The air was dry, dull and warm.
In the darkness, Wu Ci gently lit the match on the lift and lit the candle next to it.
The graceful flames burning wildly indicate that there is sufficient oxygen here.
He held up the candlestick, and the orange-red flames illuminated half of his face. His cyan eyes shone startlingly brightly in the flames, yet seemed somewhat deep.
Wu Ci held the wooden Buddha pendant next to the candlestick. The clear firelight at the edge made the Buddha look even more kind and benevolent.
He whispered without emotion, "Black Cat, I heard this is from the Twilight Bar."
The black cat raised his head. "This? This is something from the First Sect. This is what they believe in. It's the Buddha that symbolizes life, flesh, and reproduction.
I heard that this Buddha had a name in the past, but I don’t know why it no longer exists.”
Wu Ci narrowed his eyes.
The kind-looking wooden Buddha was moved above the candle in his hand. The burning flames made the wood smell burnt and produced grease, but the grease did not come from the wood, but from... some body fluids secreted for reproduction, mixed with the smell of blood.
The wooden Buddha began to change. Large patches of skin began to peel off from its wide-open chest, revealing the familiar granular biological tissues made of yellowish fat, as well as densely packed reproductive organs, and wriggling flesh and blood...
It is the sui bone for sure. The previous two conclusions can directly eliminate the one that Tianzun replaced the sui bone. After all, with the appearance of this ancient god... Tianzun, who is extremely obsessed with beauty, would never make himself so ugly.
Wu Ci blew away the remaining flames of the wooden Buddha. "They took your contract certificate. Won't there be any conflict between your beliefs?"
"They are no longer qualified to conflict with beliefs, and our Lady of Requiem doesn't care about the beliefs of the people below." Black Cat smiled, "So I can run away anytime I want."
Lady Anhun? She doesn't care about the beliefs of her people? Is she a high-ranking official of the Second Order or the one that Black Cat and his people believe in? Judging from the name, is she another mysterious spirit? One that controls the soul?
Wu Ci recalled what the search terms said, that there were 12 wandering religious groups in the wilderness, and he also remembered that Tianjizi said that there were a total of 12 mysterious spirits born and raised in the world, which increased the probability of this guess.
"Madame Anquín is in charge..."
Wu Ci calculated the distance carefully to start his conversation, but before he finished speaking, the elevator stopped just as he expected.
Under the elevator, two tall and strong security guards in black suits stood at the exit facing them expressionlessly.
"It's the soul." The black cat stood up, raised his head and answered Wu Ci's words with a smile, "He is the god of death, and the souls he controls are like this."
——He suddenly stretched out his hand, took out a boning knife from somewhere, and cut the neck of one of the security guards like bleeding a chicken.
Blood gushed out like rain. The black cat leaned forward slightly, stretched out his hand and pierced the security guard's chest without any hindrance.
The black cat, covered in blood, didn't care about the other security guard at all. It just stretched out its palm towards Wu Ci, and a small translucent ball appeared in its hand.
The small ball that should have been as clear as glass contained floating flocs inside... No, those were not flocs, they were cracks formed by the human soul being squeezed and twisted!
The black cat actually has the ability to extract human souls!
Wu Ci's expression remained unchanged, but his heart began to beat violently as he belatedly realized what had happened. He was very glad that he had made a rational decision.
Fortunately, he did not fight with Black Cat as soon as he got the Heroic Spirit. He has even been acting cautiously until now. As long as Black Cat has not completely lost its usefulness, he insists on continuing to play the original form. Otherwise, he would have been compressed into a bead without knowing what abilities Black Cat has hidden!
As he thought this with fear, he remained calm. Black Cat continued to fiddle with the beads in his hand and explained to him, "Mrs. Anhun generally does not interfere with the world, but the Sky Group willfully intercepts human souls as private property. She might be very angry, so there is the Second Cult, so we can serve as her messengers to return the souls that deserve to be returned to hell or destroyed."
As Black Cat was speaking, the remaining security guard behind him had already raised his gun.
Is the black cat waiting for him to solve the problem? Is it a test?
Wu Ci's brain reacted in this brief moment, thinking quickly about what the original body would do.
The original body was a wild man... Wild people are beasts who follow the laws of the jungle.
If it is a beast, it will attach great importance to its own private property, including "companions" that can be used as "reserve food".
If the relationship between the black cat and the original body is not a food storage relationship, then it is a companion relationship. The black cat absolutely trusts the original body and is too lazy to move. He must believe that he will help solve the problem.
If it was the original body, he would definitely take action...
Thinking about the original body's personality, it must be that the personality of the Heroic Spirit "Chu Ci" with whom he contracted is not very compatible. For a Heroic Spirit with a low degree of compatibility, he should not be very obedient at the beginning, and even if he is obedient, there will be uncertainty. Therefore, the original body will most likely not use the Heroic Spirit at this time, but will choose to do it himself to ensure the absolute safety of the black cat.
The brain figures out the answers in a matter of seconds!
Wu Ci had a gentle smile on his face as he listened carefully to what the black cat was saying, but he immediately jumped up as he received the command sent by his brain to his body!
He raised his long legs in displeasure and kicked the automatic rifle/gun in the security guard's hand from over the black cat's head. He turned around! He avoided the black cat and kneeled! The pencil in his sleeve drew out!
Clang! As the gun fell to the ground, the sturdy security guard was kicked against the wall, and the sharp tip of the pencil pierced into his temple like an arrow!
There was no escape at the other end. The security guard, who looked to be over 200 pounds, was nailed to the wall with a pencil!
As a pencil that is evidence of successfully summoning Wu Ci, this pencil is Wu Ci's favorite 2H model.
2H pencils are usually hard, not easy to break, and have good toughness. They are usually suitable for objects with relatively hard or clear surfaces, such as woodworking line drawing, field drawing, writing, etc.
Moreover, the 2H model is more common than other H-type pencils and can be found in any small department.
Wu Ci's use of pencil to kill people was not just a subconscious decision from his previous life, but had deeper considerations.
Although it has been confirmed that the original body is a wild man related to the black cat, his true identity is still uncertain. What if, just like the black cat's hidden ability to extract souls, the original ability to control silk threads is also hidden as a trump card and back-up plan to prevent any unexpected events, and the black cat is not aware of it?
Using a pencil that the original owner may rarely use is just a matter of adapting to local conditions and will not arouse suspicion.
After the incident with the black cat, he decided not to let his guard down in front of anyone, otherwise, he would become one of the many corpses.
Wu Ci turned his back to the black cat and slowly pulled out the pencil that had nailed the corpse to the wall.
The body fell from the wall, and a streak of blood spurted out from the hole in his temple where the pencil had pierced it, without getting any on him.
Wu Ci turned around, still with a gentle smile, "Next time, don't kill people outside and add unnecessary procedures. Go in."
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