Chapter 1001 I Believe in Science, But I Really Seen a Ghost 45

The guy behind the scenes didn't keep Ah Zhao waiting too long.

Two days later, at ten o'clock in the evening, Sheng Hai stayed in the flower shop until ten o'clock as usual.

He had a good harvest today, he learned a few small spells, and he even planted a pot of flowers by himself—the kind placed on the right side of the flower shop for the guests at night.

This "flower" is, in fact, also a spell.

A spell that communicates the two worlds of yin and yang.

Azhao was very pleased that Sheng Hai could learn it so quickly, and without hesitation, he entrusted him with the task of making flowerpots in the future.

It's not too easy to shake hands.

Ah Zhao was too lazy and aboveboard, without hiding it at all.

Sheng Hai didn't think it was bad, on the contrary, he felt that such a righteous and lazy master was really cute.

He is happy to be a coolie.

Ah Zhao saw it and said nothing.

"Master, I'm going back to school first." Sheng Hai packed up his things and bid farewell to Ah Zhao.

Ah Zhao waved lazily: "Let's go."

Sheng Hai closed the door and walked outside.

Today is a cloudy day, and the air is extra oppressive and dull, which makes people very uncomfortable.

In such weather, there are even fewer people on the street.

Walk out of this main road, turn left and you will be at the gate of the school.

Sheng Hai was walking, and as soon as he turned to the left, he felt a hot feeling in his chest.

This is where he placed the kit next to his body.

Sheng Hai's heart trembled, almost subconsciously, he quickly hid to the left.

"Snapped!"

A huge flowerpot fell headlong, just hitting the spot where he just passed.

Sheng Hai: "..."

He glanced back.

The side of the road is artificially fenced.

Construction is underway inside the fence.

It's past ten o'clock in the evening, and I have already rested.

Where did the pots come from?

Obviously, this guy who attacked in the dark didn't care about logic or logic at all.

He just wanted to kill Sheng Hai.

Sheng Hai didn't lean on the main road, but secretly raised his mind and continued to walk forward.

As soon as he left, he realized something was wrong.

I don't know when, a thick layer of gray mist formed around the area.

The mist surged and approached Shenghai from all around.

It's like trying to devour him.

The surrounding roads could not be seen clearly, let alone any sounds.

Having worshiped Ah Zhao as his teacher, Sheng Hai, who is now regarded as a member of the Taoist sect, also understood at this moment: he has stepped into someone else's formation, or a barrier set up.

And, obviously, no coincidence.

From the flowerpot just now, he knew that the other party was waiting for him here on purpose.

The visitor has bad intentions.

The mist had already approached him by one meter, and it was about to touch him.

Sheng Hai didn't know what this mist was, but his intuition told him that it was definitely not a good thing, and it was best not to touch it.

His heart moved, and he silently recited a few formulas: "The sun is shining brightly, and all evils retreat and disperse!"

A fist-sized ball of light rose from above his head, illuminating the surroundings, and as the light spread, the gray mist seemed to have encountered some nemesis, and receded like a tide.

A figure standing in the mist appeared.

It was a person with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and a pair of green eyes looking at Shenghai, full of greed and desire.

"It's interesting, you are a little stronger than I imagined." The man looked at Sheng Hai and licked his lips.

That's the look at the food, and it's almost drooling.

Sheng Hai was a little uncomfortable to see, and asked directly: "What are you?"