"That little brother, Mountain Man Hu Mingsheng, can you take a step to talk to me?"
Hu Mingsheng endured the heartache of the shikigami being killed and managed to put on a smile.
He wanted to have a good relationship with the mysterious man in front of him. In a world where terror is resurrected, it is always good to have multiple powerful friends.
Li Jun glanced at him lightly.
and didn't speak.
His current strength is not particularly strong, and he has no problem dealing with level 4 and below ghosts, but he is not at the point of sweeping the world.
The fewer people who know him, the better.
Just hang on for now!
When it comes to making friends, we should wait until we become stronger later.
Li Jun silently took in the female ghost Chen Jiayue, quickly retreated, and soon melted into the thick and unbreakable darkness.
"Hey, little brother, don't leave..."
Hu Ming hurriedly caught up, but he couldn't catch up. The street was deserted and only the moonlight shone palely on the ground.
He stamped his feet in annoyance and walked away depressed.
"Oh oh oh~"
The sound of roosters crow could be heard in the distance, dawn broke in the sky, and a thick, irreversible darkness swept back.
After dawn, the world returned to human control again, and Xu Ba'an also woke up quietly.
The events of last night were like mist, slowly fading away. He had experienced many strange events in his life, and his mind had long been stronger than that of ordinary people.
After packing up the night watch props, Xu Ba'an slowly moved towards home.
The streets of Anping County are slowly recovering. Vendors got up early, set up stalls, and started small businesses.
The world is difficult, the grain is not growing, and if you are not diligent, you will not even have enough to eat.
Li Jun carried the load and brought in a batch of messy groceries. He bought some cooking cakes from a breakfast shop and ate them, and all the copper he had on him was used up.
Li Jun is an out-and-out poor man.
He has no father and no mother, but he does have a lot of relatives, but he is poor and no one cares about him in the busy city, and Li Jun and his relatives don't move around much.
He rented a shabby house on the street in the West Market and made a living selling small goods every day. To put it bluntly, he was a peddler.
Although it is a house facing the street, the rent is actually not expensive. The main reason is that the world is too chaotic and it is difficult for everyone to do business, so the value of the shop space is low.
Next to the West Market is Caishikou, a place where the government killed people. There is a blood evil atmosphere and it is easy to breed all kinds of evil spirits.
No one with a bit of wealth would settle down in Xishi.
Only poor people like Li Jun, desperadoes, refugees, and some hard-core people dare to live in Xishi.
Li Jun ate the cooking cakes while walking towards the West Market.
The road gradually became colder, and yellow paper charms were posted on the doors of every house to ward off evil spirits.
These yellow paper charms are issued uniformly by the government, and each household can receive one per month.
Li Jun walked halfway and remembered that he had not received the yellow paper charm for this month, so he went to the government office to get one.
Although he is not afraid of ghosts, he doesn't want to be too ostentatious. Every household has yellow paper stickers, except his family. Doesn't it tell others that he, Li Jun, is special?
Since you want to be stubborn, the most taboo thing is being special.
"Sobbing~"
The sound of the suona came from the street. The sound was so sad. Li Jun looked up and saw three people walking in the distance. One person was whining and playing the suona in front, and the two were carrying something behind.
If you look closely, you can see that the torn mat has been rolled up into a cylinder, and a pair of white feet are exposed from the end of the mat. These feet are bloodless and pale, as if they have been sucked out of the blood by something.
The blood evil spirit in West City is very strong, and people often die violently. There are all kinds of weird ways to die. Just dying from being sucked out of blood is considered a good death.
The suona played sadly and desolately, and passers-by just glanced at it and showed no interest.
Isn't it just a dead person? Isn't it strange that people die in this world?
Li Jun has been in this world for a long time and has been assimilated a lot.
He found his home calmly, replaced the old yellow paper with new yellow paper, then opened the wooden board and was about to dig in.
Suddenly I heard a voice coming from next to me.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the wife of the Zheng family is so pitiful. She left just after she passed the door."
"Shouldn't it be her man who is more pitiable? He finally bought a water-spirited wife, but she died before the wedding. She will have to be a bachelor in the future!"
"Tsk tsk, what kind of water spirit method..."
"Hey, you still have your own thoughts. Be careful these days. The man who was chopped off at the vegetable market is so evil that even the Demon Fussing Division can't suppress it. I estimate that our world will have to fill in a few lives before it can be calmed down."
Li Jun pricked up his ears and listened. He was most interested in things like ghosts and ghosts.
"Brothers, what's new lately?"
Li Jun took out two cooking cakes and handed them to the two chatting people, who happily accepted them.
"Brother Li Jun, why don't you go to work today?"
The speaker's name is Wang Wu, who lives next door to Li Jun. Although his name has the character Wu, his appearance is not worthy of his name.
Short, compact, and ugly.
He is also diligent, but he is a bit lustful, with squinty eyes, and he always likes to peek under the skirts of older girls and younger wives.
Li Jun smiled lightly.
"I've been having insomnia at night recently, and I feel weak during the day. I haven't been able to go to work these days."
"Brother Wang Wu, don't change your subject." But Caishikou is not peaceful anymore?
Li Jun glanced towards Caishikou, which was shrouded in black mist. Even during the day, it felt eerie.
Of course, ordinary people cannot see the black mist, but Li Jun can.
These black mist are evil spirits, which are infiltrated and brewed by blood and light over many years.
Li Jun had never been to Caishikou. He knew that powerful evil spirits lurked there, born from evil spirits and trapped by evil spirits.
This evil spirit is very strange, like a fishing net with a limited size, and only the weaker ghosts can escape.
Of course, this weakness is only relative.
Wang Wu must have been hungry, so he eagerly stuffed the cooking cake into his mouth, bulging his eyes, and swallowed it with difficulty.
"The day before yesterday, the executioner beheaded a gangster who was said to be good at sorcery. When he died, he choked up his breath, and his head flew up and he bit the executioner's knife."
Li Jun frowned: "What then?"
Wang Wu licked his fingers, licking the dregs of the cooking cake clean, and sighed with unfinished content.
He greedily glanced at Li Jun's remaining cooking cakes, resisted the urge to snatch them away, and continued.
"If that's all it is, it's okay. The problem is that the executioner is a novice. He couldn't bear to let go of the knife. He broke someone's teeth before taking the knife."
Wang Wu shook his head like an expert.
"The Jiangyang thief held his breath and finally bit the knife to death. You smashed his teeth. How can he not complain? If his resentment is full of anger, won't he turn into an evil spirit?"
Li Jun was a little speechless and a little funny.
Since the Gate of Hell opened, people in this world have experienced more weird events, and more or less they all have their own unique insights.
Wang Wu is just a commoner, and the truth he knows is definitely not the truth.
But Li Jun doesn't care, he just needs to know where the ghosts are.