The black-clothed Yinza exclaimed and looked at me in disbelief.
"You, you, can you swing it?" Yin Zai's voice was full of shock.
I don't know why he was so surprised, but I didn't have time to argue with him.
"Your Excellency, human life is at stake, I can only offend the little one!"
After saying this, I squatted down slightly, ready to fight him.
"Wait a moment!"
He called me fiercely.
I hesitated for a moment and then stopped and looked at him with a frown.
The man in black suddenly stretched out his hand to me and asked expectantly: "Can I see this sword?"
I was about to refuse, but he suddenly said: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to it. I just want to take another look. After all, I have reached out and held it before."
Seeing that I was still hesitating, he could only grit his teeth.
"In exchange, I will answer the question you just asked."
My eyes lit up slightly, and after taking a look at him, I swung the ghost-slaying sword decisively. The long sword turned into a red light and was nailed to his feet. The hard cement bricks were like tofu.
A look of excitement suddenly appeared on the face of the man in black. He slowly stretched out his hand and moved closer to the hilt of the Ghost Slayer Sword.
He looked cautious and cautious, with expectations and a hint of fear. It seemed that he knew this sword very well.
When his hand was still more than ten centimeters away from the hilt of the sword, he quickly increased his speed, firmly grasped the hilt of the Demon Slayer Sword, and then prepared to pull the Demon Slayer Sword from the ground with all his strength.
However, at this moment, he suddenly let out a muffled groan without warning, and then suddenly let go of his hand, as if he had encountered something terrible, and began to gasp violently, and his soul body also followed.
Trembling violently.
This is also the first time I have seen this situation, and I couldn't help but feel surprised. It seems that this sword of justice is just like the legend. It cannot be touched without righteousness and innocence.
It seems that this sinister man in black is not a just person!
"Why!"
He let out a long sigh, and when he raised his head again, his aura was obviously different.
"After all, I have nothing to do with it and cannot hold up this sword of justice."
As he spoke, he actually cupped his fists and raised his hands slightly towards me, and said in a very serious voice:
"My little friend, it's midnight tonight."
Time?
My heart moved and I looked at the time. There were still a few hours left. If the soul is trapped in Zi hour, it means that Hu Zi and the others will die at Zi hour.
Can you make it?
My heart felt extremely heavy for a moment.
"Since you can get this sword, it shows that you are a righteous person. It also shows that the two of us are destined. Anyway, I will form a good relationship with you. When the chaos of Yin and Yang ends, I can still leave something for myself.
A way out."
I raised my eyebrows, wondering what he meant by this?
The man in black continued, "If you can save me before midnight, I can give you a day. By then, your friend will not be saved until his life is over."
My eyes suddenly lit up, and I naturally understood in my heart that they were opening the back door for me. I quickly raised my hand and solemnly said thank you.
"Remember today - you owe me a favor!"
After saying that, he cupped his hands towards me again, and then waved his sleeves fiercely.
A gloomy wind blew by, and the black-clothed gloomy figure also disappeared.
I saw the place where he disappeared, and there was a trace of fire slowly burning in my eyes.
The fat man also jumped out of the car. "Yangzi, it seems we still have a chance."
I took a deep breath, walked over, pulled out the Ghost Sword, and put it into its scabbard.
"We don't have much time. Whether we succeed or not depends on time."
At this moment, my heart was facing unprecedented pressure.
The fat man patted my shoulder gently, "Don't put too much pressure on me and do your best. I feel that Brother Huzi is not that easy to fail."
"I hope so!"
I jumped into the car again and continued to finish the work.
While sketching the runes, I told the fat man about my next actions, telling him all the details and things that needed attention.
A few minutes later, an SUV drove over from a short distance away. The truck driver came back from buying more than 100 hats. Naturally, the merchant delivered them to his door.
But when they walked to the back of the carriage and saw the paper man with eyes drawn inside, both of them were stunned for a moment, their bodies trembled, and they subconsciously took two steps back.
After the eyes of these paper figures were clicked, they seemed to be alive, with an indescribable weird feeling. With nearly 100 paper figures standing on top of them, it was indeed scary.
"Boss, please help me and put the hat on the paper man!"
The fat man chuckled and invited directly. Although the two people were a little reluctant to respond, they still got in the car. After all, the truck driver got paid, and the clothing store owner also sold 100 hats!
With the help of the two people, the efficiency was obviously much faster. Under the guidance of the fat man, they took the paper man out of the car and swung it from behind the stone lion to the basement of Kowloon City.
I also connected the paper man and the paper man with red lines, forming a long dragon.
This is called [Putting God in Heaven].
The so-called placing gods in the sky is an ancient art of praying for blessings. In ancient times, ninety-nine living people would be used to kowtow at the gate of heaven during the dojo, hoping for a miracle to come.
This method of using living people to set up the Heavenly Gate is the best, but I didn't dare to take the risk with living people, so I had to laboriously replace it with a paper man, pretending to be the breath of a living person, in order to attract the mountain soul.
I believe this is enough!
This process was a bit of a waste of time, and it took nearly an hour. Even so, it was still completed amidst the constant urging of the fat man. After all, it was definitely a long journey from here to the underground garage inside, going back and forth.
distance.
After all the paper figures were placed, the three of them were very tired, and the fat man was even more tired and panting like an ox.
Afterwards, the fat man sincerely paid more, and the two of them left happily.
In front of Kowloon City, Fatty and I were left alone again.
A gust of cold wind blew by, feeling indescribably lonely and cold.
I stood in front of the statue, looking at the densely packed paper figures forming a long queue, and then looked at the time. There were less than two hours left.
"Fat man, take out the tung nails!" I said.
The fat man nodded, and then took out four half-meter-long tung nails from the trunk of the off-road vehicle. These tung nails were all prepared by the fat man in advance. Of course, the materials came from the thousand-year-old sycamore trees in the ancient city of Phoenix.
I circled around the stone lion, and then calibrated an array eye in each of the four directions: northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.
"Fat man, this beast is very fierce. We can't fight it. You can find a place to hide later. Once I lure this beast out, I will find a way to let it enter the stone statue. It's up to you to drive the copper nails.
Got it!"
"Don't worry, I've been prepared for a long time and will ensure that the task is completed." The fat man shook the dozens of pounds of hammer in his hand.
I grinned, feeling relieved indeed.
Then, I took off all the weapons on my body, put them in the off-road vehicle, and then walked toward the underground garage alone.