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Fengli and the white-clothed man stopped talking innocently, and silently scanned the surroundings.
Because too many ghosts ran away in a hurry, the direction of the rain was slightly tilted. Xie Bai tilted the umbrella to the right with a calm face, blocking the rain and at the same time just blocking the sight of Fengli and the man in white gliding past.
The Taixuan Dao that the two of them talked about was an organization that was separated from the Zhifu Spiritual Realm a long time ago. Since its establishment, it has taken over the authority over the demons and spirits from Emperor Gouchen.
It stands to reason that under normal circumstances, those ghost companies in the Jiuqu Huangquan world are not under their jurisdiction, so they should not be afraid.
But helplessly, Taixuan Dao has a very special boss named Yin Wushu.
Legend has it that he was transformed by the purest and strongest yang energy in the world at the beginning of ancient times. He is neither human nor immortal nor ghost, and the three realms and six realms have no control over him.
This cheater is good at everything... The only regret is that he accidentally became a perverted flower during the long years.
The most terrible thing is that this perverted blessing lasts forever, and he can still hold it as an inheritance after everyone dies.
For a long time, the name Yin Wushu has been firmly at the top of the blacklists from all walks of life. When he rides the dust, he is as far away as a hundred thousand people behind him.
It was not until the last few hundred years that there was a blacklist No. 2 followed closely behind...
Xie Bai followed those unaware colleagues to the east gate.
"Xiao Xie, then let's go eat first." The colleague raised his finger and pointed to a private restaurant across the street, said hello and crossed the road, not forgetting to turn his head and tell: "Turn right, don't go any further." It went astray!"
Xie Bai was holding a black umbrella in the rain, watching those colleagues entering the store one after another, and then turned around. From his angle, without tilting his head, he could see the two busy in the flower bed out of the corner of his eye.
The voice of the man in white came lightly: "Why are you looking for the boss, he is so picky, how could such a wet and dirty place come here? What's more, today is still fifteen... Oh, you may not know it when you just came here , our eldest fifteen has always been reluctant to go out."
He paused, got up with his white robe in his hand, and continued, "Of course I'm going to treat a Yin guest."
As soon as the voice was drowned in the rain, there was another gust of wind, and the remaining ghosts in the community ran away in an instant, without a single finger left.
Apparently, the prostitute in the white-clothed population is also on the blacklist of all walks of life. Unfortunately, he is ranked behind Yin Wushu. He is the number two person who has been the number one in the past hundred years according to legend.
Xie Bai watched the farce, and looked away emotionlessly. He pulled the scarf, and coughed a few times muffledly, his thin fingers holding the handle of the umbrella were slightly bluish white.
Yin has no books...
He stared at the misty moisture in the air, and silently said the name once.
Always reluctant to go out every fifteenth day
Xie Bai let out a short low laugh, which sounded inexplicably mocking. He lowered his long eyelashes, and the emotions in his eyes were hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to discern.
After staying silent for a while, he lifted his foot and turned right, walked along the perimeter of the courtyard wall of the community, into a darkness without street lights, and then disappeared without a trace, even with an umbrella in the blink of an eye.
chapter 2
A few seconds later, a corner of the outpatient building of Linshi Kanghe Hospital suddenly lit up a candle, which was bright and inconspicuous. At first glance, it looked like the light spots cast by passing car lights on the window glass.
According to the location, it is the forensic clinic at the corner of the third floor.
This clinic is not considered busy on weekdays. A sheet of A4 paper-printed shift schedule is pasted on the door, which happens to cover the glass that can be seen through the door. There are two lines of words loosely printed on the schedule: Monday, Wednesday: Municipal Public Security Bureau
Tuesday and Thursday: District Public Security Bureau
Of course, this is just what ordinary people see. In fact, under this, there is a row of petty characters with gold-"every fifteenth, the Yin guest arrives, no waiting after the expiration date, and the whereabouts will be found elsewhere." At the end, a bright red seal is solemnly stamped.
Because of this piece of torn paper, Xie Bai never went back through the main entrance. He was afraid that if he couldn't help it, he would tear up the row of official and silly gold inscriptions.
But that seal wasn't made by him after all, so tearing it up rashly would somewhat discredit the predecessors.
At this time, Xie Bai had quietly appeared in the room, with his back to the door by the window, unhurriedly picking up the umbrella in his hand. The minute the water droplets on the umbrella surface touched his fingers, they disappeared without a trace, as if being sucked away by his fingertips.
The moment he straightened the umbrella, the wooden door of the consulting room was knocked three times by "Tuk Tuk".