There was a yellow talisman paper on the right shoulder as if it was scorched by fire. On the talisman paper, red cinnabar faintly shone like a flame. The sea city is close to the sea, and the night is windy, but the talisman paper seems to be stuck by something, sticking tightly to his shoulder.
It hurts, it hurts especially, Ji Lang gritted his teeth and didn't let himself make a sound, because he knew that the pain would return soon. The effect of this talisman is only five seconds, and the burning sensation will disappear after five seconds.
Five seconds later, the red light of cinnabar faded, and the talisman paper fell off Ji Lang's shoulder. Ji Lang, who was already sweating profusely in pain, raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him yelling.
He didn't recognize this man, and he didn't even have a dream related to this man.
"Why?" Ji Lang asked coldly.
"Why? You're embarrassed to ask why? The miasma in the sea market this month is all thanks to you. Do you know how many people can't sleep at night recently, how many evil spirits have crawled out of the darkness? How many innocent people Hurt?" The middle-aged man glared at Ji Lang fiercely, as if he was looking at something heinous, and his words were all just accusations.
"You asked me just a moment ago that the people in the sea market have been panicking recently. Is it because of me? Now, he is eloquent, saying that it is all thanks to me." Ji Lang stared at the man with glaring eyes and sneered, "So , you don't actually know if this matter has anything to do with me, but you think it should have something to do with me, or in other words, whether it has anything to do with me or not, in your eyes, I'm the culprit, right?"
"So what?" The man was guessing what he was thinking, but there was no trace of panic, and the disgust in his eyes was even worse.
This nightmare is really good at exploring people's privacy and deceiving people.
"That is to say, you have no evidence at all, and you just attacked me to express your anger." Ji Lang said.
"You are a nightmare, the head of all evil, and it will be a matter of time to kill you."
"I remember that the president of the Metaphysical Society told me that as long as I still have reason, as long as I am not completely controlled by the power of nightmares, I am not really a nightmare. In the metaphysical world, practicing the right path will never hurt innocent people..."
"That's right, if it weren't for our metaphysics community's regulations not to hurt mortals, do you think you could live to this day as you?" the man roared.
"Then what were you doing just now?" Ji Lang asked, "Why did you hurt me with the talisman?"
"You also said that it's a talisman. The talisman of our sect only hurts evil spirits. If you are a mortal, you won't be hurt." The man said.
"Oh, so it turns out that if you can be injured by a talisman, you are not a mortal person, and those who are injured are evil spirits and evil things, so even if I take this talisman paper to your metaphysics, I will definitely not be able to discuss the law." Ji Lang laughed to himself.
The man was noncommittal, but the fearless expression on his face said it all.
"I was injured by the mysterious art, no matter how badly I was injured by you, there would be no scars on my body. Without evidence, I would not be able to call the police."
"You are so evil, the police are here, and you may not know who they are arresting." The man sneered, this nightmare actually wanted to call the police and arrest him.
Yes, I am someone who has to be checked by the police for 30 times a month on their ID cards. If the police really come, how can I feel that I am a good person.
"It seems that I can't do anything about you." Ji Lang stared straight at the man, his eyes darkening.
"Don't think that I don't know what you want to do. As a nightmare, you want to deal with me in your dreams. But the dreams of our cultivators are not something you can enter if you want, and even if you do, so what? , it is always a dream, when the day dawns, I will wake up, still unscathed." The man said with disdain, "Our president is kind, saying that if you don't fully awaken the power of nightmares, you are not a demon and can't kill you. I This time, I'm just reminding and warning you that if you don't control yourself and continue to affect the luck of the sea market, I will use thousands of flame talismans like the one just now to burn you to ashes. Pain, did you feel it clearly just now?"
warn
When the yin qi is heavy, you come to warn, where there is a powerful demon, you warn, and when the gate of hell is about to open, you come to warn. I haven't awakened into a nightmare, you come to warn me, I have awakened into a nightmare and you are going to kill me.
All of them are sane, if you are so sure, I am the root of all evil, why didn't you kill me when I was born? !
Ji Lang was extremely angry in his heart, but his eyes were extremely quiet, like a never-ending night, without a trace of light.
"Curse the doll!" At this moment, a broken drink sounded, and then something flew out rubbing Ji Lang's shoulder.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… "
The strange child's laughter suddenly appeared in the silent night.
Ji Lang stared at it, it was an exquisite doll, it was wearing a colorful bead embroidered costume, on the open space not far in front of him, walking around with two short legs, like a He was dancing, and the beads on his body flickered, revealing a strangeness.
Ji Lang recognized that it was the cursed doll that Wu Miaomiao showed him during the day.
"What?" The man had seen such a strange doll before, and subconsciously took out the talisman and became alert.
"You dare to bully my husband." Wu Miaomiao walked out from behind Ji Lang, holding glutinous rice chicken in her hand, her delicate little face was tense at this moment, and her eyes were full of coldness.
"Who are you?" The man took a step back, frightened by Wu Miaomiao's cold eyes.
"I heard everything you just said."
Wu Miaomiao didn't hear much. When she noticed the strangeness, she only had time to hear the last sentence of the man threatening Ji Lang, but this sentence was enough to make her have a seizure.
"The pain of burning fire, how about I let you feel the real thing first?" After that, Wu Miaomiao put the glutinous rice chicken in Ji Lang's hand, and then folded his hands to form a seal of the Wu clan, with a black halo in his eyes Kai, "In the name of a wizard, I curse you, backlash!"
"Curse, curse, curse!"
The cursed doll, who had been laughing all the time, suddenly began to repeat the word "curse" at the moment when Wu Miaomiao's voice fell. The picture was extremely strange in the dark night.
Ji Lang only felt that some wind was blowing over his shoulders, and then the man who was arrogant just now suddenly shouted, clutching his shoulders and wailing.
"Ah, ah! It's hot, it's hot to death." The shouts penetrated the sky, and the residents around were startled and opened their windows and stuck their heads out to see what was going on.
"What's the matter, what happened?"
"Who is killing pigs?"
"It's so miserable."
"Would you like to call the police?"
"… "
Five seconds later, the burning stopped, the man fell to the ground with a gray face, and looked at Wu Miaomiao in fear: "What kind of sorcery are you doing?"
"Backlash!" Wu Miaomiao replied coldly.
"Curse, curse, curse!" The cursed doll on the ground danced again.
"Ah!!!!" The pain of burning flames struck again, and the man instinctively hit the ground with his right shoulder, as if he could put out the flames. But unfortunately, when his spell burns Ji Lang, it cannot be extinguished without a flame. So in the same way, no matter what he does, he cannot interrupt the burning process.
Five seconds later, Wu Miaomiao cursed again.
"I was wrong, stop, assistant." The man had completely collapsed and kept begging for mercy. He never thought about how uncomfortable it would be when he killed the evil with a spell.
Just when Wu Miaomiao made her seal for the fourth time, a hand reached out and held her down.
"Xiang Gong?" Wu Miaomiao looked suspiciously at Ji Lang, who stopped him.
"Stop." Ji Lang said.
"Why? This man said just now that it would be a thousand times more, and I must fulfill his wish a thousand times more!" This is only three times, which is not enough.
"Someone is here." Ji Lang reminded.
The man screamed so badly that the surrounding residents called the police, and the security had already rushed over at this time.
Two minutes later, the police also came.
"What's going on? What's going on?" The police flashed a flashlight, and first shot the man lying on the ground crying, and then went to Ji Lang and Wu Miaomiao, "Ji Lang, it's you again."
This policeman is an acquaintance, the same policeman who handled Ji Lang's case last night.
"You beat someone again?" Ji Lang is an old acquaintance at their police station. He beats people every time he catches them on the way. After the beating, those victims don't know what happened, and they all say it's a misunderstanding. , everyone who dared to sue him. This really made his teeth itch with hatred. He only hated Ji Lang, such a social cancer, why couldn't he get rid of it.
"No." Ji Lang replied.
"I still want to quibble, the victim is here." The police pointed to the man.
"Officer Wang, I beat him. I denied it." Ji Lang looked at the policeman with a smile, and took Wu Miaomiao, who was about to speak, behind him without a trace.
Officer Wang was stunned. It seemed that every time Ji Lang was taken to the police station, although he could not be convicted, he never denied the beating.
"Then what's the matter with you?" Officer Wang asked.
"I don't know either." Ji Lang said lightly, "We happened to pass by here, and this unknown gentleman suddenly fell to the ground and shouted. I was thinking about whether I was ill and was about to call 120."
Officer Wang glanced at Ji Lang suspiciously, then glanced at Wu Miaomiao: "Little sister, is that what he said?"
"Yeah." Although Wu Miaomiao didn't understand why Ji Lang said that, he naturally couldn't demolish Ji Lang's stage in front of outsiders. Giving face to the husband outside is conducive to the unity of the family.
"This gentleman, is that what he said?" Officer Wang turned to ask another client who was being supported by the security guard.
The man was burned three times by the flame talisman. Although it was only fifteen seconds, the heart-piercing pain almost made him collapse.
"Yes, it is like this." Matters in the metaphysical world cannot be brought to the police station, this is a customary rule.
What's more, his attack on Ji Lang was originally against the rules in the metaphysics. The reason why he dared to come is because Ji Lang was a nightmare, and he would only turn a blind eye when he was found to be censored by the association. But he was beaten back by others because of this, and the association would not help him out.
"Is it really a sudden illness?" Officer Wang asked.
"Yes."
"What's wrong? Do you want us to take you to the hospital?"
"No, no need, I have an old problem, it's just fine when the attack is over."
"Then your illness is quite scary, are you sure you're all right?"
"fine."
"Officer Wang, since it's all right, can we go?" Ji Lang asked in a timely manner.
Officer Wang nodded: "Since it's none of your business, then you can go back."
"Okay." Ji Lang smiled, bent down, and picked it up from Officer Wang's feet without a trace, the cursed doll that became quiet after he held down Wu Miaomiao.
"that… "
"What's wrong?" Ji Lang's hand holding the curse doll froze, and looked at Officer Wang calmly.
"Cough... What, I misunderstood you just now, I'm sorry." Officer Wang apologized awkwardly.
Ji Lang was startled, and then laughed at himself: "It's okay, it's not the first time."
After finishing speaking, he put the doll in his hand into Wu Miaomiao's arms, and then pulled the girl away.
"Hey, this person..." Officer Wang frowned and wanted to say something, but on second thought, it seemed that it was indeed not the first time that he had misunderstood Ji Lang.
"It's not my fault, who made you fight often." After a while, Officer Wang muttered in a low voice.