Weird Regulator

"The back is straight and the shoulders are narrow, the head is small and the face is long, the eyebrows are curved and the eyelids are drooped, and the corners of the mouth are curved downward into an 'eight' shape. You are such a useless Taoist priest!"

"The man traveling with me has a strange appearance. I can't tell what his destiny is, but the left side of his face is red and bloodshot, indicating that his inner fire has reached its limit."

"Damn it, I've been hiding for eight years and I still haven't escaped this catastrophe."

"Old Taoist, I'm going to attack you. If your 'wood' is extinguished, the fire won't be able to burn!"

On the first floor, there was a whisper in the shadows.

The man who spoke stared at Huang Banxian's back with a pair of fierce eyes, like a beast hiding in the darkness.

The ferocity was about to break away from the darkness, and it was about to run towards the unsuspecting person and let out a terrifying roar.

Huang Banxian was still hesitating. He stood at the door, his Taoist robes rustling in the strong wind outside.

He was not hesitating whether to run, but thinking whether he could run.

This road was forced by ghosts. Although the situation is calm now, it has already been plunged into crisis, just waiting to explode.

Now that you've come in, it won't be easy to reappear.

Perhaps, it is because this step he takes will shatter the existing peace and the real storm will come.

By then, can he still be alone?

But what if the judgment is wrong? What if he is not included in the ghost's killing spree?

For the first time, Huang Banxian felt like a fool. His always bright mind stopped working at this moment, and it seemed that no matter what decision he made, he was wrong.

"Gu Xingjian! Ji Li! I, Lao Huang, have been deceived by you!"

These two people grasped his psychology too accurately, making it impossible for him to stay out of the situation step by step. Now he would have to break his muscles if he wanted to withdraw.

After Huang Banxian stood up and beat his chest, he looked helplessly at the pouring rain. The strong wind carried the raindrops and wet his robe.

The funeral alley has become a river, and the rainwater is washing rapidly downstream. A cloth rope that has been soaked and turned white is drifting with the current like a ship without a destination.

The auspicious rope has been broken, which shows that the situation inside the door has reached the extreme danger.

Huang Banxian gritted his teeth and took out the cloth bag hidden under his arm, inserted his slender fingers into it and took out a piece of yellow talisman paper.

"Lingbao Tianzun, comforts the body. The disciple's soul, the five internal organs are mysterious.

Blue dragons and white tigers, there are many teams fighting. Suzaku Xuanwu, bodyguard. "

The talisman paper was burning, and wisps of faint white smoke lingered near Huang Banxian's body. Not even the strong wind could blow it away.

Huang Banxian's eyes widened, he hid the bag containing the talismans under his arm, wrapped himself in the Taoist robe, opened his legs and rushed into the heavy rain.

But just as he rushed into the rain, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and heavy rain fell on him, causing the smoke to be quickly washed away.

Huang Banxian's steps suddenly stopped, he looked at the changes on his body in disbelief, and then raised his eyes to the sky.

The cloth bag containing the talismans had been hidden at his waist. It had been wet by the heavy rain when he stayed at the door.

Although the talisman paper is still in good condition, the handwriting has been soaked and will not last long at all.

"It's over, it's all over..."

Huang Banxian understood that his coming to Funeral Alley was also part of God's will, and he could not leave.

"Old Huang..."

"Fengjiao..."

"son……"

With his gray hair sticking to his scalp and his vision blurred by the heavy rain, Huang Banxian stood in the alley in a miserable state, but three people appeared in front of him.

The first person called him Lao Huang, it was Gu Xingjian who was smiling.

The second person called him Banxian, who was the master who made him enter the industry.

The third person called him son, that was his old mother who had died long ago.

Three people, three faces, with three different expressions, representing three different emotions.

Gu Xingjian is the fear in his heart;

The master is the awe in his heart;

His old mother is what he misses in his heart.

Three people on three sides, the killer move appeared, Huang Banxian was indeed in the game!

But without the crime object, Huang Banxian was still a first-tier clerk. He almost woke up immediately after a moment of trance and covered his eyes.

He had personally seen Ji Li suffer similar killing methods, and he also knew that this method of death was unexplainable.

Covering his eyes was useless, this was an attack on the soul and heart. As the three faces changed, he thought of a way to escape - to return the way he came.

…

"Even if I'm sure that you can't escape, you can just go into the pot obediently. There's no point in hiding."

"Don't worry about the water on you. Move closer to me. There's nothing outside the door. Don't look at it."

"Yes, yes, right here, take two more steps, one step..."

"Damn! Why did you stop again!"

Huang Banxian, who returned the same way, did not see the three faces again. He was frightened and discovered that something was abnormal, which also stopped him from going any further.

Huang Banxian thought about the incident carefully and finally figured out something was wrong.

"When I went out, I encountered the killing of the root ghost, so why was it gone when I came back?

Could it be that I have to be bound to Ji Li? "

He grasped the key points of the problem and began to re-examine the current situation.

"It's not that I'm bound to Ji Li, but that the ghost wants to use me to do something, and this is related to Ji Li."

"hiss……"

Huang Banxian took a step back, took a breath of cold air, and secretly screamed that something was wrong.

He realized that he would most likely be a part of Ji Li's death, and most likely, he would become part of the Five Elements Talisman.

"I am a wood person, wood produces fire, that ghost wants Ji Li's heart!"

The murderer must use the five elements talisman method to kill people and take out organs, and cannot use the thousand people and thousand faces.

This is the iron rule derived from the experience of all the dead.

"No, no, I absolutely cannot be here!"

Huang Banxian guessed this step and immediately realized that his situation was too dangerous. He knew that he was a wood person and was most suitable to be the origin of wood.

Although he might not die as the origin, his existence would endanger Ji Li, and once Ji Li went crazy or even died, what awaited him would be the uncontrolled counterattack of the evil spirit.

It was because of this thought that Huang Banxian got closer and closer to the stairs on the second floor, and at the same time, he was getting farther and farther away from the three vertical coffins.

This action made one of the three coffins shake, and a whisper full of anger sounded.

"This old Taoist is such a loser. I wanted to save your life, but you're looking for death." Huang Banxian was about to turn around and walk out the door. He was sure that he couldn't get too close to Ji Li, so even if he couldn't get out of this door, he couldn't stay here. But just as he was about to put his hand on the door, a black shadow that merged with the shadow suddenly jumped out from the side and rushed straight to the door. He subconsciously blocked it with his hand, but immediately felt a heart-wrenching pain, which made him tremble all over. "Meow!" He leaned against the door and saw that the black shadow just now was a black cat. The black cat had shiny fur, a petite body but a fierce look. A pair of amber eyes locked on him, and it hunched over and moved slowly, as if examining its prey. "Where did this beast come from?" Huang Banxian was so angry that he cursed and was about to rush over to kick the black cat away, but then he suddenly began to feel dizzy and his steps were weak. This weakness came too quickly, as if it drained his strength in an instant, causing him to fall to the ground.

On his right palm, three bright bloodstains began to ooze black pus and blood, as if he had been poisoned.

In a half-conscious state, he saw a slightly hunchbacked old man holding a black cat and approaching him with ill intentions, whispering:

"There are only three of us in this room, you are wood, I am metal, and he is fire, and we complement and restrain each other.

If you, the wood life, die, I don't believe that the fire can still burn."