Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Bin...uh...Wang...What am I going to do? Should I accompany Uncle Jiu? Or with you?"

Listening to Wang Xuebin’s conversation with Uncle Jiu, Lin Sir wanted to interrupt several times, but he could not speak.

No matter how much Uncle Jiu is, he is a person who is familiar with magic. His role in this asymmetric war is very important.

Where is him?

An ordinary person, although he is a policeman, he is a Hong Kong policeman and cannot be covered in Japan!

Oh! By the way, he can shoot and his skills are pretty good!

But he was just a little policeman after all, and he could not compete with professional soldiers whether in shooting or fighting.

He may be able to compete with one or two, but this is the Japanese National Base Camp. How many soldiers of the Self-Defense Force need? One person and one foot can trample him into meat filling. What role can he play?

Thinking of this, Lin Sir couldn't help but feel confused. He forgot what he wanted to do in Japan, and he didn't know what the meaning of his Japan was.

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, the whole person's expression was powerless and sad. He looked up with a look of no fun.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin frowned. He was about to cast a spell, but Uncle Jiu, who was sitting next to Lin Sir, was one step ahead.

He bit his index finger and squeezed out blood. He was not polite and slapped Lin Sir's forehead, but unexpectedly, Lin Sir's expression did not react at all.

"Um?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin stood up in shock. This symptom is definitely a ghost energy entering the body. How could Uncle Jiu’s movements have no effect?

"What's the situation? Is it because of the evil spirits that are particularly fierce?"

Today's Osaka Castle is completely the territory of the evil ghost transformed by the Taoist predecessor. The ghost spirit is naturally incomparable to ordinary evil ghosts!

This ghost aura is not only concise, but also fierce. Yesterday, Wang Xuebin could feel a biting chill across about ten kilometers.

This power may really have a serious impact on Lin Sir. As for spell casting, it doesn't work...

Maybe there is some reason why he doesn't understand, but his face turned red without looking at Uncle Jiu...

Um?!

blush?!

Pure Yang Blood?!

......

"Uh...ah...ah...that's what...I'm not young anymore...right..."

Seeing Wang Xuebin's intriguing eyes as if it was a hook, Uncle Jiu's face turned red.

As for your boyfriend and girlfriend... you are in love with me... you are so old... and you still have to separate... We have to be considerate!

"I understand! I understand!"

Wang Xuebin looked with a flash of eyebrows, raised a thumb, turned his head to look at the decadent Lin Sir, made a seal with his hands, and recited the mantra softly:

"The Taishang Star, responding without stopping, exorcising evil spirits, protecting life and body, wisdom is clear, mind and mind are peaceful, three souls are eternal, and souls are not depressed! Hurry up and follow the law! Order!"

With a quick shout, Lin Sir couldn't help but feel shocked. When he came to his senses, he didn't care about anything else and quickly took out the Taoist talisman that Uncle Jiu gave him.

I saw that the paper yellow talisman, tightly wrapped in plastic cloth, had been torn into pieces at some point, and the edges of the pieces were still a little charred, obviously no longer able to exorcise evil spirits and protect themselves.

Seeing this scene, Lin Sir instantly broke out in cold sweat.

This yellow talisman is one of his confidence in coming to Japan alone. Now that he has no confidence, he is really at a loss!

If he was asking Uncle Jiu to ask for one, he could not speak out at all.

If he was to go out like this without hesitation, he was afraid that he would sacrifice himself in vain like the mob outside the door, without doing anything!

He was not afraid of death, but he hoped that even if he died, he would die on the road to charge. He could not accept that he was as frustrated as Weizai.

"I...hehe..."

Lin Sir looked at the talisman in his hand and laughed forcibly. He looked at Uncle Jiu and Wang Xuebin, with a hint of at a loss in his expression.

"I...funny... accidentally broke it...but... maybe it was because I...the battle was too intense yesterday...haha..."

Lin Sir's eyes gradually turned red, but he still had the awkward smile on his face. His eyes looked at Wang Xuebin and Uncle Jiu a little cowardly, and he kept murmuring, as if he was emphasizing something.

"That...I...Huang Fu...Uh...I...I...Haha..."

Lin Sir's tone was very reluctant, and he kept saying something. He sometimes looked at Huang Fu, sometimes looked at Wang Xuebin and Uncle Jiu, and the smiles on his face became more and more forceful.

"I...not...actually I..."

As he spoke, Lin Sir's words started to cry, and tears left behind his red eyes. He wanted to reach out to wipe it, but he couldn't finish it.

"I'm not...I...Woooooooooooooo..."

Finally, Lin Sir burst into tears, protecting his face with his hands firmly, and his head was very low, as if he was about to be as low as the dust.

When Wang Xuebin saw this scene, he restrained the joking meaning on his face. Uncle Jiu didn't care about his shyness. He looked at Lin Sir beside him, wanting to persuade him, but he didn't know what to say.

Life has never been easy, and the pressure brought by life often makes people want to crush someone in a moment.

When the burden of life accumulates on you, you will feel extremely helpless. You long for someone to pull you off, but you are ashamed to meet any acquaintance.

It seems like the world is so big that there is no place for you to be in.

That's what Lin Sir is like!

He and Weizai have been having a relationship since childhood. The two of them played together, went to school together, skipped classes together, picked up girls together, entered the police academy together, and became police together!

One of them is clever, the other is honest, the other is smart, and the other is strong, as if they are born complementary. As they grow, they grow into brothers of life and death!

They cooperated with each other and partnered with each other. At the age of 2Joro, one became the leader of the serious crime team, and the other was the most brave detective in the serious crime team.

They had experienced many dangers, but with the cooperation of the two, they all carried over. They never thought that they would fall on a way to deliver things.

A simple event that cannot be simpler, Weizai is dead!

He didn't die on the way to charge, not on the way to defend citizens, but on the way to a mountain village. Not to mention the martyrs, if it weren't for Ma Sir's fight, Weizai would even have to take the punishment of taking off the post!

How could Lin Sir accept such an ending?

But what can he do?

Who can he blame?

Even if he is strange, what can he do?

He is just a little policeman. He is not like Uncle Jiu, with excellent magic, and even less like Wang Xuebin. He has great magical powers. Even if the evil ghost who killed Weizai stood in front of him, what can he do?

He can't do anything!

He never felt that he was so incompetent for a moment!

Nothing can be done!

Nothing can be done...

Now, God has played a ridiculous joke on him. He simply identified a first-class enemy named Jiuju, but he didn't even have the ability to use his life to give them a hard blow!

What else can he do?

“Woo woo…”

Lin Sir curled up into the corner, sobbing in a low voice, biting his teeth tightly, and suppressing his crying with all his strength, hoping to preserve his last look.

Wang Xuebin did not laugh or comfort him. Uncle Jiu was the same. He had already left the tea-drinking room on excuses.

Wang Xuebin was still sitting there, quietly watching the collapsed Lin Sir, watching him turn from crying to sob, and then from sob to silent.

It was not until Lin Sir fell silent that Wang Xuebin spoke again:

"Lin Sir, I need your help!"

Lin Sir cried, and his emotions became much more stable. He looked up at the solemn Wang Xuebin and smiled reluctantly:

"Brother Bin... don't joke with me... what can I do..."

As he said that, Lin Sir pretended to be free and easy and said softly:

"You don't have to worry about me, I...I'm going back...I'm taking a travel vacation, only seven days...I've used it for four days...I want to take this opportunity to take a good rest and get back to the intense work..."

"Are you willing?"

"What?"

Lin Sir seemed to have not understood what Wang Xuebin was saying, and wanted to explain, but Wang Xuebin did not give him a chance to speak and asked repeatedly:

"Are you willing?"

"What...I don't quite understand what you mean..."

Lin Sir's fake smir froze on his face, and Wang Xuebin asked again.

"Are you willing!!!"

Lin Sir was silent.

The stiff smile disappeared.

He lowered his head, curled up there, and murmured:

"Are you willing? But what can you do if you are unwilling? Weizai's Qiu, Brother Bin, have you already avenged it...I...what else can I do?"

When Wang Xuebin heard Lin Sir's words, he shook his head slightly.

"Have you reported it? I don't think so!"

As he said that, Wang Xuebin took out a recording and handed it to Lin Sir. This recording was the crime he confessed to Jack through a special method.

One of them is to kill a policeman and blame Wang Xuebin, so as to turn Wang Xuebin into an existence that everyone calls for beating!

The purpose is to eliminate the powerful helpers around Uncle Jiu and build a front station for Jiu Juyiliu to invade Hong Kong Island!

"Weizai's revenge has not been avenged, and the enemy you are looking for is not wrong. Listen to it carefully and give me an answer after listening!

I!

I really need your help!”