"Sorry, sorry, the magician just...made himself disappear! I'll be right out!" The mustached man held a golden hollow basket and apologized to the crowd that surrounded him.
Luo Zheyu left, but the five shining words "street performer" remained there.
The ice-sculptured castle palace was touched by a curious person and instantly shattered, turned into nothing and disappeared.
Without leaving a trace.
The little girl wearing an ice-blue crown burst into tears, with big drops of tears rolling down her cheeks.
The few people who still had the mood clouds above their heads stared at the crowd warily, in case anyone wanted to touch them.
Touch it and it will disappear.
Everyone was eagerly waiting for the "magician" to appear.
A fluttering blue butterfly suddenly appeared in the sky above everyone's heads. It flew lightly around everyone's heads, attracting enough attention, and then circled around the mustache man, flapping its wings leisurely.
Then it circled and flew up into the sky behind the mustache man.
The man with a small mustache looked in the direction where the butterflies were flying - on the second floor opposite, there was a tall and slender person with a faint smile, and her sharp peach blossom eyes were curved, softening the sharpness.
Time seemed to have stopped for him.
“Crack, crack.”
“Crack.”
The shutter sounds of mobile phones constantly rang out around. The crowd also saw the scene and couldn't help but take out their phones to take pictures. The shutter sounds destroyed the atmosphere in the mustache man's heart.
He frowned and felt upset.
The inspiration that I finally caught...
On the second floor, Luo Zheyu controlled the butterfly's sleight of hand and flew back above everyone's heads.
“Pah…”
Although there was no sound at all, everyone automatically added sound effects to it in their minds.
It was because the blue butterfly suddenly exploded in mid-air and turned into floating yellow light spots that scattered among the crowd.
"Hey! What's that on your head!?" someone exclaimed.
"What is that? There's a halo above your head! Wait... why are there wings behind you?"
“I feel like an angel!”
"Oh my god! He's going to ascend to heaven!"
"Don't touch it! Is this a magic effect? It will disappear if you touch it!"
"Get out of the way! Don't touch my wings!"
"Hurry up, hurry up, take a picture for me, or else someone will find it and it will be gone!"
There was a great deal of noise in the crowd.
Yellow spots of light fell on them, forming yellow halos floating above their heads. Some people actually had huge white wings appearing behind them, some open and some closed.
It looked like a gathering of angels.
Moustache man: dumbfounded.jpg
So, what exactly is this operation?
"The magic effect can last for ten minutes. Thank you for your support. This performance ends here. See you again if you are lucky."
Luo Zheyu waved to the man with a small mustache.
"Come up."
He said, only opening his mouth to make lip movements, without making any sound.
The mustached man understood and squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty, holding a popcorn bucket full of money.
"Why are you looking at me?" Luo Zheyu turned his head and asked the person standing in front of the fence on the second floor.
This person kept turning his head to look at him, and looked back and forth more than ten times. It was really strange.
“Ah? Uh... no, no..." The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes held his cell phone, his eyes were panicked, his face was pale, and he shook his head repeatedly to deny.
Luo Zheyu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the screen of the mobile phone in his hand.
The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes quickly blocked the screen of his mobile phone and pressed the screen against his chest to prevent him from seeing it.
She curled up her light pink lips and smiled at him, then turned and went downstairs.
The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, Zhao Xu, couldn't help but shudder and trembled while holding his cell phone.
A dialog box is displayed on the mobile phone screen, and the recipient is Xie Jue.
[Captain, are you there?! ! ! ]
[Is the captain here? ! ! ]
[Captain, what are you doing!? ]
Thank you for your decision: [? ]
[Captain, where are you? The spirit is back and standing next to me! ! ]
Xie Jue: [Hold on, we'll be there soon. ]
[I'm scared! I can't hold on, boss!]
【He is so weird! 】
[A group of people in the square were all hit. What kind of power does this spirit have? ]
[Boss, I’m scared! Hurry up and save me! ! ! ]
Zhao Xu's ability is to sense breath. This breath does not refer to smell, but a strange signal.
Every person or demon spirit has a unique aura, so Zhao Xu was so surprised when he first sensed that Wen Ruiqing had exactly the same aura.
Apart from this, Zhao Xu has no other fighting ability except that he is in good health and knows some fighting skills.
The malice in the mirror belongs to the category of evil spirits. Evil spirits, evil spirits, since they are called evil, they are naturally not friendly and kin.
Therefore, he was so scared when he met Luo Zheyu who had come back and obviously shaken off Xie Jue's pursuit.
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"I'd like to treat you to a drink. Do you have enough money?" Luo Zheyu put one hand in his pocket and stopped the man with a mustache who was in the corridor and was about to go up to the second floor.
He looked nonchalant, and his peach blossom eyes deliberately made him look frivolous.
It can be said to be very ruffian.
Just looking at his appearance, anyone would guess that he doesn't drink alcohol or has never drunk alcohol.
People with heart disease cannot drink alcohol.
Smoking is not allowed either.
Luo Zheyu stretched out his hand and casually took the cigarette handed to him by the mustache man.
Pinch it in your hand and twist it gently.
The mustached man held a lighter in his hand and handed it over.
"There are more than five hundred, enough for drinking."
Luo Zheyu held a cigarette in one hand and opened the lighter with the other.
“Pah…”
Flames appeared.
Place the cigarette butt on the flame and light it.
The action doesn't look like lighting a cigarette, but more like starting a fire with wood.
The mustached man looked at him strangely. The magician with extraordinary skills was indeed different. Even lighting a cigarette was unconventional.
When ordinary people light a cigarette, they hold the cigarette in their mouth, light it, and smoke it gently.
This will help the cigarette light up faster.
After waiting for about ten seconds, the cigarette butt was finally completely engulfed by the flames.
The slender jade-like fingers with distinct joints held the cigarette and brought it to the thin lips.
After a pause, Luo Zheyu opened his mouth, held the cigarette, and took a deep puff.
No smell or feeling, nothing.
He doesn't have a human sense of taste or smell, nor does he even have a human body structure. He just has a human appearance.
Man with mustache:……???
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"You...young man, there's smoke coming out of your head..."
Luo Zheyu inhaled a large breath of smoke and did not exhale. Now, it seemed to go out from the top of his head.
A large cloud of smoke surrounded Luo Zheyu's head.
It was like a dream, surrounded by smoke, which made the people in the smoke look more handsome and elegant, not like ordinary people.
It's just a bit choking.
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"Captain! You're finally here!" Zhao Xu's face was filled with joy at being saved.
"Yeah." Xie Jue looked Zhao Xu up and down, and seeing that he was fine, he asked, "Where's the spirit?"
"He left, but he didn't go far. He's still nearby." Zhao Xu said. "Do you want to continue chasing him?"
“Don’t rush to chase him. He can enter the mirror and move around. It’s useless to catch up with him.” Xie Jue sat on the lounge chair with his long legs crossed.
"Wait for Xiaofeng and the others to come."
"Ah?" Zhao Xu was puzzled. Although he didn't know how Xiaofeng and the others could catch the spirit wandering in the mirror, the captain's words were beyond doubt.
If he says yes, then he can't be wrong.
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"Have you ever been to a bar like this?" the mustached man came closer and shouted.
In the darkness, colorful lights were projected onto my body, flashing past quickly, and the music in my ears had a fast and intense rhythm, so loud that it shook my heart.
The dance floor seemed to be filled with demons dancing wildly, men and women threw off their restraints and shook their bodies wildly.
Scantily clad girls were dancing erotically on the stage.
Luo Zheyu felt a little uncomfortable. He stared at the wine glass in front of him and shook his head as a response.
"The wine here is definitely not the best!" the mustachioed man shouted loudly. If his voice was lowered, it would be drowned out by the wave of music and carnival.
“But drinking here is the most enjoyable experience!”
The man with a small mustache raised his glass and gestured to Luo Zheyu to clink glasses.
The sound of glasses colliding was drowned out by the exciting drum music.
"What's the point of tying a tie properly in this place?"
"Pick it up!"
Except for the waiters and other staff, no one around wore a shirt and tie neatly.
Luo Zheyu stretched out his finger, pressed on the bow tie, and pulled it slightly, and the tie hung loosely on the collar.
She unbuttoned two more buttons, revealing her delicate collarbone.
"My name is Wu Liang, Wu as in King Zhou, Wu and Zheng! Liang as in understanding!" Amidst the noise, the man with a small mustache raised his wine glass and introduced himself loudly.
Luo Zheyu nodded, tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. The swallowing action caused his Adam's apple to roll up and down.
"My name is Luo Zheyu." He said, his clear voice couldn't help but rise a little in such an environment.
At least he’s my first drinking buddy.
Even though he was now drinking like fake wine, without any taste at all, he still had to try hard to hold it together and not let the wine go straight through his body.
"This guy drinks really hard!"
Luo Zheyu tilted his head, pursed his lips and smiled, the wine moistening his pale thin lips.
"Actually, I'm a painter." Wu Liang took a sip of wine and said, "I got some inspiration from you today. Can I draw you?"
Luo Zheyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded indifferently.
The two fell silent, and in this chaotic and passionate environment, they poured wine and clinked glasses from time to time, drinking by themselves.
Until a familiar powerful aura approached.
That person is here again.
Luo Zheyu picked up the bottle and poured a glass for Wu Liang and himself.
"I have something urgent to do, so I'll leave first." Luo Zheyu clinked glasses with him, raised his head, and drank the full glass of wine in one gulp.
"goodbye."
"Hey - wait! Can you give me your contact information?" Wu Liang called him.
Luo Zheyu turned around.
"No need."
He smiled, his eyebrows curved, and his peach blossom eyes sparkled.
"See you again if we are lucky."
Amid the noise and chaos, as the crowd danced, he squeezed into the crowd and his figure quickly disappeared.
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In a restaurant box next to the bar.
Eight people sat around a round table.
"Two people in a group. If the target enters the mirror, the person with the seal on his hand will quickly press his hand on the mirror and remove the mirror. This will temporarily seal the target in the mirror. So, don't break the mirror."
"Xiao Feng and Zhao Xu are together, Si Zhengyi, you protect them."
The man called Xiaofeng was a thin young man with a pale face and a little weak.
His ability is "Seal", and he can even give the ability of "Seal" to others for a short period of time. Now he has given the "Seal" to four people in total.
In each group, one person has a temporary "seal" placed on his hand, plus the ones on Xie Jue and Si Zhengyi's hands.
The transfer of the four "seals" took a great toll on Xiaofeng, and he temporarily lost his combat effectiveness.
He was arranged to be with Zhao Xu, who had no fighting ability, and was protected by Si Zhengyi.
"If there is any change in the target's location, Zhao Xu should report it immediately."
Xie Jue sat in the first seat, giving orders and instructions one by one.
"So, do you have any questions?" His amber eyes swept over everyone.
"No!" everyone answered in unison in a low voice.
"If you can't defeat your target, don't fight hard. Wait for me to come. Then, start the action!"
Everyone dispersed.
Xie Jue entered from the front door of the bar, while the other two groups bypassed the street and prepared to enter from the back door of the bar to surround the target.
Only Xiaofeng, Zhao Xu and Si Zhengyi were left there.
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"Zizi... The target starts to move slowly, heading northwest. Beep." Zhao Xu's voice came from the headset.
Xie Jue walked into the bar. It was a dim environment with dazzling lights and music that pierced the eardrums and shook the heart. In front of him were countless figures swaying and dancing wildly.
His brows were furrowed, and his lowered eyebrows seemed to be stuck to his amber eyes. This environment made Xie Jue feel very irritated.
"It's a mess." He spat out a few words.
It is not easy to find a person in this dark, noisy and crowded bar, let alone the evil spirits who have been alerted and may be deliberately hiding from them.
However, this newborn evil spirit must be captured as soon as possible and registered. One more hour of leaving him outside is one more hour of danger.
Even though he hasn't shown any signs of harm yet, it doesn't mean he is completely harmless.
"Zila... the target suddenly moved quickly to the northeast, beep."
"Ziz... Group two has found the target! Location: in the center of the dance floor, beep." One of the groups that entered the bar suddenly turned on the intercom and said.
Xie Jue paused as he walked towards the northwest of the bar, turned around, pushed through the crowd and quickly ran into the dance floor.
"Zila... The target stayed where it was, not moving, heading northeast, beep."
Xie Jue stood on the dance floor, looking around for someone.
The dance floor was packed with people, men and women were screaming and laughing wildly, shaking their bodies in a wild and exaggerated manner.
The passionate music and chaotic cheers gave Xie Jue a splitting headache. His temples swelled, his face was as dark as water, and he looked like a volcano about to erupt.
In the bustling and dim dance floor, a hand reached out, quietly placed behind Xie Jue, and touched him.
I pinched it by the way.
That's where the hips are.
Xie Jue suddenly turned around and grabbed the dirty hand that had touched his butt and was trying to run away.
He lowered his head and his face could not be seen clearly.
The air pressure all over his body was low, like an angry lion.
The wheat-colored arm that held the hand had bulging veins, showing that it was using extremely strong force.
"Ahhh!!" The young man in the flowered shirt whose hand was caught screamed like a pig being slaughtered. He felt that his arm was being crushed by the car and was about to be deformed and broken.
There was a sudden louder cheer from the dance floor.
It seemed that the rest of the cheering crowd regarded the screams of the young man in the flowered shirt as a new climax.
"Ziz... Group Two lost the target! They are in the middle of the dance floor, beep."
"Zila... the target starts moving again, heading southeast, beep."
Two intercom voices sounded one after another.
Xie Jue looked up suddenly.
On the ceiling, a pair of slightly narrowed peach blossom eyes looked at him with a hint of mockery.
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