The night is deep.

The vast capital of Beijing has already fallen into a silence. Only a few street lamps on the road are still blooming with orange and warm halo.

Inside the hotel that specializes in foreign guests, a window is still lit.

"Oh... what a beautiful and smooth line... and this intoxicating aroma..."

Thomas caressed the agarwood Maitreya and admired it: "Huaguo... is really a magical country, I believe that the prophet will be very interested in it..."

He watched for a long time, finally locked the woodcarving into the safe, and took out a porcelain bottle: "There is this spice...night, what do you have to explain about today's things?"

"I am sorry, sir, I just want to get the best price for you!"

The leaves are deep and the waist is bent to ninety degrees.

"You know... I have never liked my staff to act freely, not next time!"

Toms licked his eyebrows: "Now... go out, I am going to sleep!"

"Yes, distinguished gentleman, may you have a good dream!"

The night was once again, and slowly quit the room.

When he saw this scene, Toms grinned. He originally asked for a Chinese translation. Who knows what the brains of the branch people think, and he is stuffed with such a person. If it is not in the picture, On the pretty face, he had already fried her squid.

"Damn white pig! I dare to take me as a servant!"

After returning to the room, the face of the leaves became awkward, the Yintang was black, and the eyes seemed to have red light: "The instrument! That agarwood Maitreya is definitely a implement! It is mine! My !"

With the low embarrassment, the voice of the night child became very hoarse and strange, as if changing a person, enough to make anyone who saw this scene shudder.

"Oh... and the despicable Chinese people, dare to humiliate me, humiliate a Yinyang master with a noble blood! I want him to die without a place to die!"

The leaves smiled nervously and pulled a black suitcase from the closet.

The suitcase was locked, and after it was opened, there were all kinds of strange papers and bottles, and a black note.

The fingers of the leaves were stroking one by one, and finally a purple flask was picked out. After opening, a thick **** suffocating appeared, mixed with a strange scent.

"Ha ha……"

On the pale cheeks of the night, a faint blush appeared, and a purple brush was taken out, carrying the **** ink inside the bottle, and began to draw a five-pointed star on the cardboard.

"Oh... this piece of land, the power of interference is too strong!"

On the way, several nights of the pen were all a meal, so she had to calm her face, took out a knife, cut a hole in the arm, sprinkle blood.

It is strange to say that under the support of this blood, her strokes finally flowed smoothly and the final stroke was completed.

"In the name of my plain little night, summon the spirit that wanders in the gap between Huangquan and the world... Come out, my god!"

The small leaves of the plains were printed with both hands, and the light in the room was dark.

On the ground, the five-pointed star array emits a subtle purple halo, burning a white soul fire on each sharp corner.

"Hey..."

A gust of wind blew, and a cry of crying was heard from it.

......

Thomas's room.

The night wind swayed, a strong black shadow, came lightly outside the window, and somehow moved, the window opened from the inside out.

He is as dark as a black cat, and the scorpion of God is looking around: "How can the baby left by the ancestors fall into the hands of foreign devils... Poor old way, I am half-lived, this time I can only do one time. Liang Shangjunzi...hey?"

With the induction, he immediately found the safe, just facing the password lock, suddenly stupid.

"Who?"

At this time, a kind of creepy induction, so that the whole person is full of hair, jumped open, looked at the slowly opening door in the bedroom.

"Toms... no, he is possessed by ghosts!"

This Toms's state is very strange, his eyes are half-sleeping, his face is terrible, as if he is in a state of sleepwalking.

At this time, if there is no one to come to the safe, enter the password, just listen to the ‘咔哒’, the iron door of the safe before the old road will open.

A fragrant scent, the statue of Maitreya Buddha is printed in the eye, and there are a large number of banknotes next to it, which are bundled and stacked neatly.

"There is no amount of heaven, the poor road does not seek fortune, and the instrument can be taken directly!"

The old road took a look at the head, the lion cat, and the arm, the Maitreya Buddha came to the palm.

"Hey!"

When Toms saw this, a touch of blue light was released from his eyes, and he suddenly rushed up, like a zombie.

"Hey! Little exorcism... I dare to show it out!"

The old road took a yellow plaque and thought it on the forehead of Thomas.

Peng!

The yellow light flashed, and the white old man suddenly stood still, and a cloud of gray was squeezed out from behind his head.

"boss!"

It was only these loud noises that finally alerted the outside bodyguards. With the sound of the door knocking, two bodyguards with big waists and rounds rushed in: "Shit, who are you?"

"The year of the flow is unfavorable, withdraw!"

The old road turned and ran.

At this time, in the spirit of the old road, the gray mist condensed, and a phantom appearance appeared in the middle, and flew directly to him.

This kind of bound spirit is a soul that is strong in life and lingering in the ground.

At this time, he was summoned to enslavement, as a god, because it is still within the bounds of the ground, there is a certain magical power that can never be destroyed, even if the injury can be quickly restored.

After all, the old road was slowed down by the hands and feet, and it was hit by the spirit of the ground. Only a chill was overwhelmed and the body could no longer move.

"Dare to attack the boss, immediately call someone!"

The two bodyguards pounced on the ground with the most standard fists and fists: "Jobson, I caught him!"

‘Thirty years of fighting geese, today’s eyes are stunned! ’

The old road secretly complained, watching another bodyguard yelling, he was going to turn on the lights.

At the thought of being sent to the police station, as a thief, as well as burglary and other crimes, the old road is almost dead.

Oh!

At this moment, the hotel that had been lit up in the past, the electric sparks shone, all the lights went out, and they fell into a darkness.

"what happened?"

"The wire has tripped!"

"Fighting the street!"

"Quick alarm, find a flashlight!"

......

In the hotel, there was a big chaos, and the glare of several flashlights came.

"Well? What happened?"

Next door, the plain little night child suddenly burst into a spirit, and a straw knot on the wrist was windless and spontaneous, indicating a great danger.

"Hey!"

A white fox-like **** emerged, and there was a blood red inside the scorpion.

"Someone broke into my enchantment?"

The little leaf scorpion moves: "Not the priest, who is it?!"

call out!

In the darkness, a few silver hairs as thin as hair flashed.

"Hey!"

The white fox screamed and the spirits seemed to be somewhat unstable.

"who are you?"

Xiaoyinzi quickly regressed, and when he had a glimpse of the corner of his eye, he saw a black shadow rushing out, bursting into the bones, and punching it out like a lion and a tiger.

"Master of martial arts?"

She was agile, and she escaped a punch. A squatting leg sneaked out silently, hiding the sinister poison.

boom!

It seems that this black shadow is ready, the left palm cross cut, a shot fell.

Hey!

The crisp fractures sounded, and the small leaves were pale and directly fell to the ground: "Tongjin?"

boom!

Immediately, she had a heavy punch on her cheek, and her nose was flowing, and she passed out directly.

"Buy one get one free, one agarwood Maitreya, in exchange for a Yin Yang master, and send a Taoist, really not bad!"

Fang Yuan smiled slightly, recycled the silver needle, and looked for the suitcase over and over again. It was very disdainful: "There is nothing good, there are some reference values ​​for the notes!"

Immediately and honestly take away, and use shoes to gently touch the pentagram.

next door.

The earthly spirits lose their **** and disappear instantly.

The old road sighed low and the golden light appeared in his eyes. The bodyguard suddenly felt guilty. He felt that he was not alone, but several cows!

boom!

When Juli came, he screamed and rolled out, but the old road turned into a black shadow, passing through the window and disappearing into the streets.

Of course, after the big riots in the hotel and the series of disputes that led to it, it was not his concern with Fang Yuan.

"Okay... You have been with the poor road for so long, it is better to come out and have a face-up!"

The old road turned seven in the capital, and finally turned into a park and stopped at a bright little lake.

"I can't think of it... In the capital, I can still see a monk, and dare to rob foreign guests, hehe..."

Fang Yuan Shi Shiran walked out of the shadows, and the young appearance made the old road very surprised.

At this time, the appearance of this old road is clearly revealed in the moonlight.

The facial features are distinct, the nose is tall, the eyebrows are cut like a knife, and the lips are tight. There are black-rimmed glasses on the eyes, with some books.

No matter how you look at it, Fang Yuan thought of his own political class professor, and he could not get in touch with the Tao.

"Hey Guo Guo, thank you for the help of this little brother!"

Guo Jing has an ancient ceremony.

Of course, at this time, if it wasn't for him to smash a pair of glasses and be swollen and bruised, it would still be a bit of a master.

"You are welcome! My name is Fang Yuan..."

Fang Yuan waved his hand: "The Maitreya Buddha in your arms is still sold from my store..."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Guo Jing’s mouth opened, and he could almost put an egg down, and he smiled awkwardly: “It’s so old, the old road is rude, oh...just why the little lord wants to sell the ritual to foreigners? ?"

Can I say that I want to catch you big fish?

Fang Yuan’s eyes turned and he said with perfectity: “Because I am short of money!”

Well, this reason is really strong, impeccable, and Guo Jing’s old road almost fainted.