Yin Yang ferry

The Nakamura in front of me is both Nakamura and no longer Nakamura.

Before that, He Shu had almost never dealt with Nakamura, but he smelled a trace of familiarity from this man's weird smile.

Demon...?

No, not a demon!

After He Shu walked through the underworld once, he realized that his strength was different from before. He, who was helpless against the devil in the past, was no longer on the same level as the devil.

If he were in the Xinhuan Building now, Yu Mo would definitely not be his opponent.

But the one in front of him, just has a somewhat similar aura to the devil, but it is mixed with more strange and evil things, just like KFC, which is famous for its fried chicken, insists on making boiled fish.

This kind of strangeness is far from something that can be ridiculed, but makes He Shu subconsciously aware of the danger.

Bishecha? !

Yes, only it!

Only this kind of evil and powerful creature is far more powerful than the demon, and is closely related to the demon.

Thinking together, the cinnabar pen in He Shu's hand has been clicked out!

At the same time as his pen tip moved, Nakamura turned into a black mist and dissipated.

The black mist wrapped around He Shu's body, forming a foggy scene that blocked the sky and blocked his vision.

"break!"

Without further ado, He Shu took out the Hades Token, and made a movement of slashing the void with his hands from top to bottom.

Although Bi Shezhe is a foreign ghost, he doesn't believe that the other party is not afraid of the Order of Hades.

The Token of Hades represents the authority and power of the Fifth Temple of the Underworld, and it is also the condensation and preservation of the spiritual thoughts of the kings of Hades. Even if those kings of Hades resign or leave now, as long as they have used the Token of Hades, there will be residual power on it.

For example, the prime minister who kept his loyal heart to reflect the history, such as the iron-faced censor who judged the sun by day and the night by night. Compared with these famous ministers who were as bright as stars, He Shu felt that he was the light of rice grains. It's just an expedient measure for him to temporarily act as the king of hell. The king of hell may not have recognized him at all, but as long as the king of hell is in his hands for a day, this power can be used by him.

Slay demons and eliminate demons, and wipe out the dirt!

Although he has never confronted Bi Shezhe head-on, this guy has been extending his tentacles into the country for a long time, using remote control to kill demons, absorbing yang energy and soul. There are many cases handled by the Special Administrative Bureau before. In the shadow of He Shu, from Qujie to Xinhuan Building, there is also the devil making trouble. If the master behind the devil can be completely crushed to death, what kind of demon can the devil be?

He Shu didn't realize that he was much more decisive at this time than when he first debuted. At that time, He Shu's grandfather often talked about that he was afraid that he would be too soft-hearted and lack responsibility in emergencies.

Now once he made up his mind, he had already used all his strength to make a move.

At the place where the order of the King of Hades passed, a red light suddenly lit up, with a murderous aura, full of coercion, the black mist was split open like a raging wolf, and it retreated with a bang!

After the black mist cleared, He Shu saw a table.

He is so familiar with this table that he can export even a few scratches on the table.

And it was none other than the little fat bird with sharp claws that left the scratch.

The surrounding furnishings are also the same as before going out.

There is also a graduation photo on the wall. Everyone in the photo is smiling brightly, which is the evidence of youth in the past.

The person standing next to him in the photo is now sitting at the table, just picked up the chopsticks, and looked at him again, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Old He, what are you still doing there, come here quickly!"

"Why are you here?" He Shu asked curiously.

The other party was even more strange: "You didn't call me to come to eat at home? Oh, by the way, your Guanghan went out to buy vegetables, and said that you like to eat foie gras, and you want to add red wine foie gras, let's eat first!"

While speaking, a bird fluttered past He Shu's ear and landed on the table.

"Skunk, why don't you have my bowls and chopsticks? Did you do it on purpose!" The little fat bird was furious, and turned his head to curse.

He Shu smiled habitually: "You don't know how to hold chopsticks, so it's fine if you have a bowl. Can I give you my bowl? By the way, old Hu, where did you come from..."

As he spoke, he took two steps forward.

In the middle of the conversation, he suddenly stopped.

The expression gradually faded away from the smile.

"Hu Huizhi, aren't you already dead?"

The guests at the table were stunned at first, and then said angrily: "Okay, old He, old classmate, why are you still cursing me to death?!"

He Shu looked at him: "That year, your dad took an order for us. It was his friend who had an accident on the construction site. I was supposed to go and see it alone. You insisted on joining in the fun, but I was worried about the situation. It really happened, you died outside the construction site for no reason, and for many years after that, you became my heart disease and my lingering guilt."

Hu Huizhi also looked at him quietly, without saying a word, but his face seemed to change, gradually changing from normal to pale and blue.

"But Lao Hu, I have completely let go now. The deceased is gone. I know that I can no longer cling to the past. I also know the truth of your death. Although I will feel guilty because of this, I will not stop and move forward. Footsteps. Old Hu, do you still remember what I told you when we first opened the studio? I said that although I am just an insignificant ordinary person, since I know a little more than ordinary people, God also gave me I have such a little talent, so at least I have to do something within my ability. Making money is money. Conscience and principles are indispensable. I don’t want to be like some people, in order to climb up and make friends with powerful people. To constantly break through the bottom line and do things that wander between black and white. Now, it's time for me to fulfill my promise, even if they still want to use you as my demon, they can't."

After the words fell, He Shu used the Yan Wangling as a knife and swiped towards Hu Huizhi.

Silently, Hu Huizhi turned into black mist and disappeared invisible.

"And you, Fengfeng."

He Shu looked at the little fat bird with a nostalgic look on his face.

The bird died because of him, and if it wasn't for him, the little fat bird would probably be fine now, chirping and making noise.

"When you were here, I thought you were noisy and afraid of you, so I never told you. In fact, in my heart, you, like Guanghan, have already surpassed the boundaries of friends and are similar to family members. I hope we The three can live together forever, the house is always noisy, lively and lively, but you died for me, from now on, I can’t go on living like this, I will find a way to help you resurrect, but—— "

Speaking of this, He Shu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the order of Hades was drawn out in his hand!

"But you are not here to be used by others, to become my demonic barrier, blocking my way! Bishecha, get out!"

The red light suddenly flourished, like the rising sun, the brilliance was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, and all the ghosts and ghosts were instantly wiped out!

What family table, delicacies, Hu Huizhi, little fat bird, all disappeared!

A sneer came from next to my ear: "Do you think you won like this?"

Almost as soon as the sound came out, He Shu turned around suddenly, and the King of Hades Token in his hand turned into a long whip, whipping towards the source of the sound!

what! ! !

A scream, from the void to the reality.

He Shu saw Nakamura writhing in pain, and a black mist rose from his body, and then melted away.

That was Bi Shezha's divine sense that resided in him, not the deity!

The deity is probably at Guanghan's place!

He Shu stepped forward and grabbed Nakamura's collar roughly with both hands.

"where are they!"

He knew Nakamura knew who he was talking about.

Nakamura spat out a mouthful of black blood, and weakly pointed to the rushing river below the cliff.

"There is a temple under the water, which is connected to the mountain temple last time, but I, I haven't been there either..."

This statement is the same as what he said when he was hypnotized just now.

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, He Shu finally let him go.

But when He Shu turned around to leave, Nakamura rushed forward and grabbed his ankle.

"Save me, save me, I don't want to die! I was restrained by him, if you don't save me, I will die!"

Nakamura cried bitterly, how could he still have the aura of the proud Onmyoji before?

He Shu frowned and turned his head. At this time, the sky was brighter again. He clearly saw a vertical line between Nakamura's eyebrows. At first glance, it looked like a black bug crawling, but when he looked closely, the black line did not move.

"I know, you can save me, save me! I will serve you as my master. From now on, you will let me go east, and I will never go west! I can be your slave, just save my life!"

Nakamura's snot and tears came out, and he cried like a 140-pound child. His handsome face was unreadable now.

He Shu was a little disgusted, and the other party grabbed his ankle like grabbing a life-saving straw and refused to let go.

He had to take out the cinnabar pen.

"look up!"

Nakamura raised his head according to his words, his expression still blank.

He Shu looked left and right, but couldn't find the nearest water source, so he simply dipped his other finger in some saliva, wet the cinnabar, and then tapped the tip of the pen on the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

Nakamura:……

He subconsciously wanted to escape, but he didn't dare, his expression was very awkward, and with the tears that hadn't shed yet, he looked even more ridiculous.

But as the pen tip was placed between the eyebrows, Nakamura could feel that the pain was suddenly replaced by the coldness, the hotness subsided instantly, and the pain that his whole body was about to leave his body was relieved a lot.

"This can only temporarily seal the black line on your brow. I still have to save people. If you can hold on until I come back, maybe you can still be saved."

Hearing what He Shu said, seeing the other party turning around to jump off the cliff, he quickly hugged the other party's ankle again without even thinking about it.

"My lord, I know the way! Don't jump, there is a mountain road right next to you!"

He Shu raised his eyebrows high: "Didn't you say it earlier?"

Nakamura said: "I didn't think of it just now..."

In fact, he was controlled by Bi Shezhe. He didn't dare to say it and didn't want to say it just now. Now, for his own life, he certainly hopes that He Shu can live as long as possible.

"I can show you the way, my lord!"

He Shu was impatient: "Then why don't you leave?"

Nakamura quickly got up and led the way.

After walking a few steps, he looked back at He Shu, saw He Shu raised his eyebrows at him, and hurriedly returned a flattering smile, completely different from when he first appeared on the stage.

"My lord, Bi Shezhe is not easy to deal with. It's a legendary ghost. I just can't fight him, so I will be controlled instead. Are you sure?" Nakamura did not forget to test cautiously.

He Shu: "Do you know what it means for the Chinese to call adults before the Qing Dynasty?"

Nakamura has a considerable amount of research on Chinese culture, but it is not enough to study such details, so he humbly asked for advice: "I would like to hear the details!"

He Shu: "It's just calling Dad."

Nakamura:……

He Shu: "I don't have an unfilial son like you."

Nakamura:……