Chapter 500 Throwing Shoes

Shanming City is the second largest city in the entire Hujiang area after Shanghai City.

Compared with Shanghai City, an international city with highly developed industry, commerce and finance, Shanming City has a touch of humanistic atmosphere.

This city with a long history has six emperors who built their capitals here, and the natural feng shui is excellent.

For ordinary people, Shanming City is just a first-tier city with a developed economy and pleasant scenery.

But Huang Banxian has always had a special love for this city.

He thinks that being able to grow up in the land of "dragon veins" will be of great benefit to his future.

Of course, this idea seems to be wrong now.

There is no true emperor or dragon vein feng shui in this world, but there are some ghosts comparable to "gods".

Huang Banxian has studied Taoism and mind skills for so many years. Although he is just a "god stick", he is more transparent than some people in looking at things.

Everything is false.

Survival is real, no matter how embarrassed, no matter whether you have dignity or not, even like a dog.

It's all right.

As a wild Taoist priest, fortune-telling is just a trick to fool people.

When entering Tianhai Hotel, it is completely useless and will only make people laugh.

But as a charlatan, the experience of observing people and things and figuring out their intentions has made Huang Banxian gain a lot.

In the experience of mission after mission, he can always capture the real core, lead ghosts, and get the sin objects.

Even the sin objects he got are related to his previous profession.

Before entering Tianhai Hotel, Huang Banxian was just a wild Taoist priest.

But after entering Tianhai Hotel, he looks more and more like a real Taoist priest.

His name is getting louder and louder, and his skills of pretending are getting more and more skilled, which is not easy.

So, now Huang Banxian cherishes his life more.

Because he is no longer the charlatan who was chased by the urban management and ran all over the street, but the core figure of the ninth branch, the famous "Huang Banxian"!

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Car accident, suburbs, overturned tricycle, extinguished flames, heavy rain…

A human skin that keeps crawling on the ground, a thick fog mixed with hatred and unwillingness.

A black shadow that flees.

“Really respond to things, really get nature; always respond to things, always be quiet, always be quiet.”

Huang Banxian is still chanting the Pure and Quiet Sutra at this moment. He knows that the ghost boy is chasing so closely because they are about to arrive at the Tianming Mountain Cemetery.

The strange movement of the ghosts means that their thinking is correct.

The facts that are happening are the truth. Huang Banxian does not believe in the "feeling of being induced" that Clay said before. He only believes in his own eyes.

Now his speed is extremely fast, shuttling through the jungle at a brisk pace, and he is even catching up with the speed of the tricycle he took a few minutes ago.

There are two orange-yellow talismans on each of his legs, and the words on them are being washed away by rain, dripping with black ink.

But due to the existence of supernatural power, the speed of being cleared can be greatly delayed.

Although it was only five minutes of acceleration, Huang Banxian believed that it was enough for him to reach the Tianming Mountain Cemetery.

He was so familiar with this road, just like going home.

Perhaps it was because of the rain, or perhaps it was because the Qingjing Sutra mentioned by Huang Banxian worked.

A painful groan came clearly from behind.

Clayde's pale and thin face was against Huang Banxian's shoulder, and the feeling of wet hair sticking to his forehead made him frown.

Huang Banxian fulfilled his promise to the second personality and did take the injured Clayde away.

"Xiao Kezi, you won't die, right?"

Huang Banxian had expected that it would be Clayde himself who would wake up this time.

Speaking of which, although Clayde was far less intelligent than the second personality, he trusted this kind-hearted young man more.

"Feng... Fengjiao... That guy has occupied my body... for too long..."

Clayde, the second personality generated by Fang Jing's influence, was completely different from Ji Li's situation.

Strictly speaking, he was more like a schizophrenic patient.

When the second personality appears, the main personality will inevitably fall into dormancy and have no memory of what happened during the period.

The special degree of Ji Li's "illness" can be named after himself.

When Huang Banxian heard Clyde calling his real name, his original good impression disappeared immediately.

He pulled out a delicate small spray bottle from his pocket, handed it to Clyde, and said in a deep voice:

"You use the sin object to treat your injuries yourself, and you will bear the price yourself."

While Clyde was being treated, Huang Banxian told him everything that had happened before.

About three minutes later, Huang Banxian's physical strength had already begun to decline, but he still did not put down Clyde, who had recovered.

After all, he was running the fastest now, and there was still some distance to reach the Tianming Mountain Cemetery.

"It's not that simple, even if we reach the Tianming Mountain Cemetery, where can we find the Circle Organization?"

This was Clyde's question, but he did not say it out loud, but just typed a line of words on his mobile phone.

Because the price of the treatment effect of the spray bottle is "one hour of aphasia".

Huang Banxian took a look, his face was also a little gloomy, and he shook his head gently.

He couldn't answer this question because he didn't know the answer.

Maybe Clay's second personality knew, but he didn't say it, and his death was coming.

The time spent escaping to the Tianming Mountain Cemetery was all left to silence and thinking.

The big move made by the second personality before falling asleep is believed to delay the invincible ghost child for a long time.

The five-minute acceleration time has not yet arrived, but in the misty drizzle, a charming white archway appeared in front of the two.

Tianming Mountain Cemetery is the only mountain in Shanming City.

The southeast corner of the entire mountain area is the scope of the cemetery.

Huang Banxian put Clay down breathlessly. They were already inside the white archway, which was the scope of the Tianming Mountain Cemetery.

The two looked around blankly. The rain curtain covered the sky, the grass and trees were bleak, and the wind was loud, but it was still dead silent.

Tianming Mountain Cemetery must have come correctly, but they lacked the key to open the traces of the Circle Organization.

Huang Banxian frowned and jumped forward along the mountain road unwillingly.

His legs were straight, his feet were together, and he jumped forward again and again, looking extremely strange.

Clay was stunned, and hurriedly chased after him, showing his cell phone and asking:

"Why are you jumping here instead of taking the usual route?"

Huang Banxian turned his head and glared at him, then grabbed his arm, and the two continued to walk up.

"Don't hang out with Jiang Xi for no reason in the future. That girl never says anything serious, and sooner or later she will be defeated by this.

This is the price I pay for using the acceleration talisman, just like you have become mute."

Huang Banxian walked up, actually not with any goal, he just couldn't think of how to find the traces of the Circle Organization.

The Tianming Mountain Cemetery is where the ninth branch is located. It can be said that the entire Tianming Mountain area is their home.

They are very familiar with every blade of grass and even every stone here.

When all the clues pointed to this place, Huang Banxian was confused.

If the Circle Organization is really here, how could they, the store clerks, not notice it?

What's even more unreasonable is that even if the ninth branch is just a branch, it is also the power of Tianhai.

How could Tianhai allow the Circle Organization to get involved in its territory?

Huang Banxian had been puzzled before, and now that he was here, he had the same idea.

He couldn't find the link that connected him to the Circle Organization, let alone their location.

Huang Banxian's feet were numb after jumping for more than ten steps, so he stopped and asked Clyde:

"Do you have any good ideas?"

After thinking for a moment, Clyde suddenly became very serious. He held Huang Banxian's shoulders and took off his shoes on tiptoe.

In front of Huang Banxian, he threw the shoes into the sky.

The two people's eyes were attracted by the sole of the sneaker that had been cracked. They watched it fall from the sky and finally split into two, completely scrapped.

At the same time, the tips of the separated sneakers and soles coincidentally pointed to the back.

The white archway.