The young man was full of anger and as if he was crazy, he seemed to be eager to rush up and tear me apart immediately. However, the masked woman who suddenly appeared stopped him and calmly said, "Brother, you have an old problem again. In my opinion, this person does not seem to be the target we are going to hunt."

While speaking, her hand was always on the young man's hand. The young man did not struggle, but said with a grim expression: "He easily broke my way of disgust. How could it be that we are not the target of hunting? Last year, I had obviously eliminated the demon in the school, but now I appeared again. I wanted to be looking for opportunities to start again, but I didn't expect that I was blocked by him many times. If it weren't for him, I would have found the guy hidden behind the scenes, how could I let him go!"

Listening to his words, there was a moment of blankness in my mind. What did he mean by saying this? I was thinking quickly in my mind, as if I had grasped something at that moment.

I asked with suspicion, "What you said just now, was Guan Xiaohe who jumped off the building and committed suicide last year? Is it your fault?"

He said viciously: "Yes, if I don't kill her, she will harm more people. Although I am not a good person, if I happen to encounter such a person who uses art as evil, I will kill him!"

I was even more confused and asked: "So, you didn't belong to her?"

"Hmph, you don't have to pretend to be garlic. Although I haven't figured out your identity and origin yet, you will definitely not be able to break up with them. Even if I can't kill you today, I will definitely kill you all the next time."

As he spoke, somehow, the black air on his face suddenly disappeared. The woman seemed to have let go of her heart, moved her hand away, looked at me, and said, "Brother, things may not be what you think. I said, although this person is mysterious, there seems to be no smell of copper coins on his body."

The young man's tone gradually calmed down, but he said coldly: "Even if he is not the object we want to kill, he will never be kept."

The more I listened, the more confused I became. I couldn't help but waved my hand and said, "Speak slowly, what are you talking about? Why am I becoming more and more confused?"

He snorted and said, "You don't need to know too much. You just need to be prepared and welcome death at any time..."

The masked woman suddenly said, "Brother, let's say a few words. Let's go first. If there is anything, I'll talk about it later."

The young man looked at me with reluctance, turned to look at the woman, and finally nodded, "Okay, Orange Moon, let's go first... But remember, I will definitely come again..."

After he said that, he pulled the masked woman back and stretched out one hand, as if he had thrown something out. Then a black hole appeared behind the two people. He grinned so evilly, looked at me, and slowly retreated.

I took a step forward and wanted to stop it, but it was too late. A white light flashed by, and the black hole suddenly disappeared, and the figures of these two people also disappeared. I looked again. Under the cold moonlight, there was only the lake water and a lonely bridge in front of me.

I stood there blankly, lost my mind for a long time. How could all this end like this? The mysterious young man left only a few inexplicable words in the end and hurriedly pulled the woman away. Didn’t he agree that he would never stop until he died?

After a moment of confusion, I understood a little. Judging from the woman's meaning, she should be eager to take him to heal her wounds. Although I didn't know what kind of damage my blood jade ring had caused to him, I could imagine that it must be a big deal, otherwise he wouldn't be willing to leave like this, because it undoubtedly means that he was defeated today.

Today's fight was simple and rough. Although it was finally left alone, it brought me new inspiration---According to what the young man said, he wanted to kill Chen Hanyang and Ding Lingling that day because they should have died?

Also, Guan Xiaohe's death last year was also done by him. So what was his purpose in doing this? Who is the person behind the scenes he mentioned?

Things seem to have a new turnaround, but they also add new mysteries.

Also, I have to be ready to deal with this guy's assassination in the future. I feel really a headache when I think of his elusive means.

However, no matter what, today's death contract was over, but when I left the park and was about to go back to school, I suddenly discovered a very realistic problem.

It is already past ten o'clock in the middle of the night and there is no more cars, which means I can't go back.

This is really an unfortunate fact. I stood at the entrance of the park and looked around for a while, and found that I couldn't even tell the difference between the south and the west. Then I realized that this city was still very unfamiliar to me.

The autumn wind is very cool, and there is a slight frost on the branches. Yes, today is frost, and in a few days, it will be winter.

I sighed slightly, pulled my clothes tightly, and walked forward slowly. I didn't know where I could go or where I was going, but there was a small street extending forward in front of me. In the darkness, there was a street light vaguely, emitting a hazy light.

I couldn't see how far the road ahead was and how long the street was, but I had no place to go, so I had to walk down with my teeth and hope that a hotel would appear ahead to give me a rest and take a breath.

In the darkness, I walked forward, thinking about what happened tonight, and before I knew it, I walked to the street light.

Under the dim light, I came to my senses and looked left and right, trying to find a place where I could rest, but I was disappointed. The surroundings were dark. Perhaps because I was far away from the city, there were fewer residents. It seemed that it would be difficult for me to find a rest here.

At this moment, a tick sound suddenly came not far away, as if something was slowly hitting the ground. I looked up and saw a figure walking slowly past ahead.

From a distance, this seemed to be an old man. He bent over slightly, leaned on his crutches in one hand, and seemed to have a pocket on his back. He walked slowly in the darkness, but he didn't know where he was going.

My heart moved. It seemed that the old man should be a nearby resident. It would be better to ask him if he could show him the way.

I walked over and said loudly: "Old man, please, I want to inquire..."

The old man gradually approached, but did not look up, and still looked slow and responded slowly: "What's the matter..."

This tone was so slow that it made people anxious, but when I saw his hair was gray and his face was full of wrinkles. Although the bag looked not very big, it seemed to be heavy on his shoulders. He bent over, not knowing whether it was the marks of time that made him unable to stretch his body, or was pressed by the bag and unable to straighten his waist.

In his hand, he was carrying a small rake made of iron wire, with a piece of black wooden stick on it. The outfit and the pocket on his shoulders, I understood a little. This should be an old man who picked up trash, that is, a trash picker.

However, why did he come out to pick up the scattered goods in the middle of the night? And it seems a bit unreasonable to come to such a remote place.

I was a little confused, but I still said politely: "Old man, I ask where is the place to rest nearby?"

The old man did not stop because of my question. I realized that he had been walking along the corner of the wall. At this time, he was turning a stone in the corner of the wall with something like a small rake in his hand, then grabbed something with the rake and stuffed it into his pocket without looking back.

Looking at his movements, I was surprised. The old man walked slowly and spoke slowly, giving people the feeling that he could knock him down at any time. Why was this movement just now so fast that I couldn't even see clearly that he had grabbed something.

After this action was completed, he returned to that shape and then slowly looked up at me. A strange look appeared in his slightly narrowed eyes. Then he lowered his head and shook his head and said, "Young man, why are you kidding me? I, old man, have been walking for most of my life and never found a place to rest. You are still so young, are you going to think about resting?"

My heart was shaking. The old man seemed to say something inadvertently, but it seemed to have some special meaning. After saying this, he turned his head again and continued to flip the ground and the corners of the wall for a while. Then he moved the rake, grabbed something and stuffed it into his pocket.

This time the angle was just facing me, but I was terrified to find that although the old man's movement just now seemed to have grabbed something, in fact, I saw clearly that the rake was clearly empty and there was nothing!

I immediately understood that if this was not a severely psychopath, he would definitely be an extraordinary old man.

"Old man, you are..." I asked, but I didn't know what to ask. He seemed to know what I was thinking, looked up at me, shook his head slightly and said, "Young man, do you know that human souls will be shattered?"

For some reason, I thought of Lan Ning almost the first time, and nodded subconsciously, but was shocked in my heart. How could he suddenly ask me this question?

The old man ignored my reaction and said slowly: "Ah, they are all poor people. If their souls are shattered, they will not be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation. Moreover, they will be captured as a medium for performing evil magic. Do you think this is unfortunate?"

I tried hard to suppress my crazy heartbeat and said to him: "Old man, what you mean is..."

But he shook his head, didn't say anything, slowly turned around and continued to walk forward. The crutch hit the ground and continued to make a loud noise, gradually fading away.

My heart was clear, knowing that this must be an alien. I shouted behind me: "Old man, please give me guidance..."

But the old man had already gone away, and there were only loud sounds in the night sky.

I stared at the old man's back in a daze. After a long time, I heard a sentence slowly floating in the night wind.

"Be careful of paper people..."
Chapter completed!