Next, there is a short sound and two long sounds at intervals, very rhythmic.
Then a light voice sounded outside the door: "My lord, the fifteenth day is here again. I won't see you in January. How are you doing?"
This voice is very familiar. A moment ago, Xie Bai saw the owner of the voice squatting in a flower bed without any image, with his sleeves wrapped around and said meanly: "You are ugly, you do it." Different.
Xie Bai didn't have the slightest intention of answering, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.
The umbrella that had been sorted suddenly turned into a black mist in his hands, and his pale fingers picked it up again, splitting it into two long strands. He lowered his head and carefully wrapped the black mist from his fingertips to his wrists round and round without leaving any gaps, wrapping it tightly, like a pair of gloves that fit the skin.
The people outside the door were quiet for less than half a moment, and they couldn't keep their mouths idle, and said through a door panel: "Master, Boss Yin asked me to say hello, but unfortunately he is busy recently, and the time is not waiting, otherwise he must personally Come."
Xie Bai happened to be wrapping around his wrist for the last time, he paused when he heard this, and finally asked, "Are you tired?"
The person outside the door said blankly: "Ah? What?"
Xie Bai lowered his hands and raised his head. The same black mist wrapped around his temples and turned into a three-finger-wide black bandage, covering his eyes and wrapping it three times back and forth.
As soon as it was locked tightly, the door lock of the consulting room made a light "click", bounced suddenly, and then "bang" hit the unlucky ghost outside the door.
"Wow - who changed the broken door! Last month it opened inwards, how come it's reversed this month?!" The man in white jumped up and down outside the open door, holding his nose.
Xie Bai turned around from the window and walked steadily in front of the man in white, as if being blindfolded didn't affect his actions at all.
The man in white subconsciously took a step back, pinched his nose that was sore from the bump, and said tearfully, "My lord, what did you say you were tired just now?"
"I said..." Xie Bai tilted his head towards him, and said, "I have made up nonsense for Yin Wushu for more than a hundred years, will he give you a raise?"
The man in white: "Oh~"
Xie Bai was too lazy to listen to him cry, and was about to leave, but he grabbed his sleeves: "My lord, you don't even ask where you are, where are you going?"
"Go and dismember the corpse."
Answer, Xie Bai flashed a knife with his fingertips, and cut off the cuffs grabbed by the man in white, and then strode to the corridor. Regardless of the height of the third floor, he turned over and jumped down while supporting the railing with one hand.
The man in white shook his hand holding the broken sheep, and flew towards the railing: "... Who will it be?!"
"What are you shaking? It can't be Yin Wushu." Xie Bai replied coolly while disappearing.
"Others don't dare. If you say it, it's hard to say." The man in white muttered, and hurriedly jumped down.
Far away in the west gate of the Hailan community on the other side of the city, Fengli suddenly heard the name of his boss, his whole body trembled, and he jumped up from the shadow at the corner of the wall, covering his nose with one hand, looking up at the direction of the sound past.
As a result, a cloud of black mist accompanied thousands of ghosts crying and covering the head, Fengli was caught off guard by the howling wind, and his face was blurred, and his short hair was thrown back.
He tried his best to squint his eyes in the strong wind, and saw a tall and thin figure falling from the floating black mist, standing firmly in front of him. As soon as his feet were firmly planted, he raised his hand and grasped it lightly with five fingers, making a "close" "Actions.
The Yin wind stopped suddenly, and the black mist instantly shrank to the size of the manhole cover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Wait, wait! Let me come out first and then take it in!" A howling cry came from the black mist, and the black mist had already shrunk a large circle.
Xie Bai, who had just landed, paused with his fingers, and the black mist really stopped.
Immediately afterwards, the man in white struggled to squeeze his head out of the black mist that had shrunk into a pie, grinning and panting: "I feel the pain of giving birth."
Xie Bai: "..."
Without thinking, he retracted his fingers again.
The white-clothed man let out a "poof" sound, like a choked chicken.
Fengli forgot to plug his nose, opened his mouth wide in surprise, and pointed at the man in white for a long time before saying, "Lidong? Which one are you acting in?"
"Haven't you seen a hitchhiking?" The white-clothed man called Lidong squeezed out the words through his teeth, then turned his head and said to Xie Bai: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, relax a little, my lord!"
Xie Bai moved his fingers, and the black mist suddenly opened up, bumped twice, shaking Lidong to the ground like a sack, and then it was completely packed away without a trace.
Hearing Lidong call "Master", Fengli, who was stunned by the Yin wind, remembered that Lidong was going to invite someone.