The air boat stopped on one side of the street. Although it had a three-story building in the No. 10 community, Fisher did not plan to go back recently. Since he was preparing to appear in front of the public as a tyrant of the gods, it would not be possible to live in a luxury car and live in a luxury house, which was not in line with his personality.

Therefore, after leaving the show, he went straight back to Jingxiang, and his assistant had arranged a room for rest in advance.

"First find the girl who cooperated with me on the show. No matter what method you use, whether it is hiring or persuasion, in short, I will see her appear in front of me tomorrow, and also organize a missionary meeting as soon as possible. I have to let them know the value of this gossip mirror, etc. The mission will be temporarily suspended, you can find the person first."

Realizing that the thing in his hand was not his own property for the time being, Fisher ended his opponent's orders in a irritable state.

I stepped out of the car door and walked out with an umbrella for a few steps. Before I could put my phone back in my pocket, the screen lit up again.

"Hey, Mr. Fisher?"

In the shadows of the street corner, Zhu Jue's eyes remained on Fisher's back.

"It's me, I've got a glimpse of the gossip mirror, I hope I can go back."

Subconsciously, he thought that the other party wanted to ask for the gossip mirror. Fisher tried to delay time. He knew clearly that he had to keep this treasure by his side.

"You misunderstood. In recent days, my cousin from afar invited me to visit Shuguang City. He took the initiative to contact you. I hope to send the gossip mirror to you for the time being. Isn't it troublesome?"

Zhu Jue had bought a gossip mirror for only 200 yuan in total. On the contrary, he had to make sure Fisher would not run around with the gossip mirror, which made the phone call.

"Not bothering, of course not trouble. I will keep it properly for you!"

Not to mention a few days, he will not have any opinions even if he keeps it for a lifetime.

"That's good, I still have some things to do, so I won't bother you."

"goodbye."

He ended the call in a plain tone as much as possible, and then picked up the gossip mirror and kissed it hard the next second. The excitement completely occupied Fisher's mind, so he couldn't have more room to think about why Zhu Jue just stowed his "ancestral treasure" in his hands so rashly.

The oncoming cold wind seemed to be no longer so unbearable at this time. The smell of the burning candles that used to be disgusting is even more pleasing to smell now. The drifting snowflakes also have a bit of Zen in the light of the lanterns hanging on the beams on both sides of the lane.

After walking a few steps forward, his eyes unconsciously landed on the two blue-gray statues of gods placed at the end of the alley. On the left is the King of Growth holding a sword and glaring at the far-sightedness, and on the right is the King of Glory holding a pipa with his left hand, facing his side, and pressing down his right hand.

In the meantime, the fluorescent lights damaged earlier were the fluorescent lights, but they were repaired this evening. The light green light was lined by the vermilion wall behind, and a common saying was written in sloppy font: Good fortune will come, but misfortune will never come alone.

"The blessings are unparalleled hahaha, the words of the ancients were not that effective, or is it only effective for mortals and has no worries with people like me?"

Thinking of his "blessing" today, Fisher laughed and pushed the door open and walked into the courtyard. When his figure disappeared into the alleyway, a black shadow flashed in front of the light sign.

It happened to cover the "unparalleled blessings" on one side of the light sign, leaving only the other half of the "misfortune never comes alone"!

The rooms in Jingxiang are quite good in the No. 27 Community. Although the decoration is more simple due to religious culture, simplicity does not mean simplicity, and there will be no shortage of things that should be.

He took off his windbreaker and hung it behind the door. The heating in the room had already been turned on. Fisher held the remote control in his hand, twisting his neck back and forth to relax his spine, and walked to the desk beside the bed.

I opened my chair and sat down, turned on the TV first, adjusted to the religious channel to replay the interview program I had just participated in. After watching it for a while, I nodded to my previous performance with satisfaction, then placed the gossip mirror in my arms on the table, and wiped it carefully with the silk cloth I just took from the waiter, for fear that some dust would fall on it.

However, compared with the magical abilities shown in the show, the current gossip mirror seems to be in silence. Not only does the black and purple mist spread on the mirror disappear completely, but it also loses the cold touch it used to hold in your hand, but it is a bit rough.

And it lost the black and purple aerosol mask. As a person who has been living in the No. 27 community for many years, Fisher looked at this gossip mirror and seemed to be produced by a small workshop. The cost was only 20 federal currency street stalls.

"Ha, how is that possible? It must be a coincidence."

Denied the ridiculous thoughts that arose in his mind, the silk cloth in his hand stopped at the edge of the mirror of the Gossip mirror, where there was a string of extremely small black characters engraved.

Dongdongdongdongdong~

Just as Fisher was about to get closer to check, a knock on the door suddenly rang out.

"who?"

Turning sideways to look at the door, Fisher opened the drawer and put the gossip mirror in first.

“House service, sir.”

"Don't bother me!"

"Okay, please come at the front desk if you need it."

The voice outside the door was at first a normal tone of a man, but suddenly became intermittent, and the tone gradually became sharp and cold, and the whole paragraph stopped abruptly before it was finished.

Fisher, who had just turned around, was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at the porch, trying to confirm whether he had hallucinations just now, so he shouted, "What did you say just now?"

This time, no one replied.

In the quiet room, you can only vaguely hear the wind outside the window.

Close the drawer, get up and walk towards the porch. The moment Fisher crosses the bed and steps into the porch, it seems that the feeling of falling from the edge of a cliff makes him feel in a trance.

His body swayed forward and he barely took a step. After a brief dizziness, Fisher frowned and opened his eyes. The scene in front of him made him stunned. Cold sweat involuntarily oozed out of his forehead, and his face turned pale.

The wall lights on both sides of the porch were turned off at some point, and the door, which was only two steps away from Fisher, was shrouded in the shadows, and the disgusting reddish-brown flesh clots on the handle and the door panels made him deterred.

how so?

Wasn't everything still normal just now?

Crunch ~

The sound of the door handle twisting made Fisher tremble all over, and then he turned around and ran into the room without hesitation.

He has investigated the situation of the Awakened One and knew about some of the recent events in Qianfan City, such as strange epidemics and bone trees in the Lower City area. He has even seen photos of the polluted area.

How similar is it to the scene in front of you?

It is precisely because of this that Fisher immediately guessed that it might be the disaster caused by the gossip mirror he showed on the show before. It was not that he had thought that he would be missed, after all, the function of this gossip mirror is so magical.

But what Fisher didn't expect was that the other party came so quickly, and the methods were extremely strange!

Fisher may be a greedy person, but this does not mean that he is stupid. It is obviously not the right choice to rush forward rashly. The sound of opening the door just now proves that the other party is likely to be outside the door.

The gossip mirror is the key!

The moment he left the porch, everything in the room returned to its original state. Fisher looked back at the porch with the still lights. He didn't dare to try again. He quickly ran to the desk and opened the drawer to take out the gossip mirror. He immediately reached out to the communicator beside the bed, ready to contact the front desk and asked them to call the police immediately.

Drop ~

A brief reminder sound.

"Hello, can anyone help you?"

The gentle female voice from the communicator almost moved Fisher to tears, but when he wanted to speak, he could only make a whimper

A black and purple energy surrounded Fisher's neck.

Suddenly he tightened his arms, and he burst into tears.

A pale palm crossed Fisher's shoulders and closed the communicator.

"Sir, why are you so vulnerable?"

A husky and ironic voice rang in my ears.

Fisher could not turn around, so he could only tremble and raise his hands high, signaling himself to surrender, and even the gossip mirror in his arms fell on the ground.

"Ha! So you are also afraid. Can't you absorb spiritual energy with the gossip mirror? Pick it up!"

With his cold eyes locked on the gossip mirror on the ground, he had to confirm whether this instrument really had the miraculous effect shown in the show.

At this point, Fisher obviously had no right to refuse. He trembled and bent down and picked up the gossip mirror. According to the method Zhu Jue taught him before, he faced the convex mirror with his neck.

Just at this moment, because this action narrowed the distance, Fisher finally saw the characters on the edge of the mirror clearly.

“madein Suzuki Workshop”

Fisher knew about Suzuki workshops, and the spiritual society often went to their house to buy small items when it held small rituals.

Because it is a private workshop, as long as you establish a good relationship, you can often get discounts.

Countless swear words filled Fisher's mind at this moment, and then became full of grievance and panic because of the death threat at his neck.

Now that the matter is now, I told the other party that this is actually a street stall product and that he might be killed directly. Fisher could only pretend to play with the gossip mirror. After a long time, he shouted: "Imperial order, collect it!"

Close your eyes, Fisher expects a miracle to happen.

The next second, the neck suddenly relaxed and Fisher was shocked. Could this gossip mirror really be a treasure?

Sitting on the floor, opening his eyes, and taking advantage of the reflection of the communicator screen on the bedside table in front of him, he saw the black and purple mist at his neck rolling towards the man in the black robe standing behind him.

Even the man in black robe didn't expect this sudden situation. He stood there in a daze, raised his hand to stop the fog, but it had no effect at all. He could only watch them turn into dozens of black and purple lines and wrap themselves into a rice dumpling.

An explosion came from the porch, followed by a dense sound of footsteps.

Fisher continued to stare at the screen, and saw a black shadow flashing across the porch. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the man in black robe behind him, raised his hand and punched his back. The next second, Fisher felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a rich smell of blood filled his nose.

This attack did not defeat the man in black robe. His body twisted, and the body under the man under the black robe swelled like an air. Unfortunately, before he could "swell" it, the man gave up his hand and grabbed the back of his neck and pressed it directly into the floor of the room.

Fisher could even feel the vibration of the floor and its overwhelmed moans.

"You messenger, it seems that you are not strong enough. I forgot to ask, are you scared now?"

The words that were more sarcastic than what the man in black robe said before came from behind, and the voice sounded a little familiar.

At this time, I definitely didn't dare to look back. Fisher forced his breath until his face turned red. He rolled his eyes and fell down to pretend to be dizzy.

"Mama Rong, where is the needle?"

Zhu Jue glanced at Fisher, who was pretending to be dizzy and couldn't control his breathing. He could only cooperate with his performance, pretended to turn a blind eye, and turned around and shouted.

"Who is Mama Rong?"
Chapter completed!