At the same time, on a street some distance away from the alley, a black limousine was parked there with its windows rolled down.
There was only one person in the black limousine.
An old man was not sitting in the driver's seat, but in the back seat, leaning against the window and looking into the distance.
Sensing the spiritual energy and curse power rising from afar, then looking at the dragon soaring in the sky above the alley, the old man smiled.
It was a very unnatural smile, like a stiff piece of ice that was forcefully twisted.
"Is it the dragon of the Tuyu family?"
The old man spoke with a surprisingly young voice.
"How nostalgic."
If one took a closer look at the old man who said such words, one would realize that apart from abnormalities, there was nothing else unusual about him.
The old man was dressed in a black, narrow-sleeved kimono with a black outer coat. His attire was quite old-fashioned, and he held a walking stick in his hand. His white hair was neatly combed like feathers, and he wore a pair of sunglasses on his face, giving off a sense of anachronism. However, the sunglasses did not show a pitch-black color, but a blood-red color, adding to the anachronism of the anachronism.
In fact, the old man was indeed eerie.
He looked very old, and one could even say that he was already dead. His face was covered by sunglasses, and there was not a trace of expression on his face. Only his cold, machine-like lips moved as he spat out words.
However, the old man's voice was the complete opposite of the expressionless mask of a dead man. It was very young, and it was full of emotions. It was as if a lively person was leaning on the body of a dying old man. It was as strange as it could be.
What was even stranger was that for some reason, there was a street around the old man's black car. It should have been filled with people, but at this moment, the street seemed to have been sealed off. There was no sign of life at all, and it gave off a feeling of desolation.
This was because the old man had activated a barrier to disperse the crowd.
The old man was a Onmyoji.
Moreover, he was a Onmyoji that no one in the industry could ignore.
"Ever since Abe no Seimei, that dragon has been passed down in the Clan of Earth Yu. However, it's the first time I've seen someone other than Night Light of the Clan of Earth Yu being able to raise the Dragon Energy to such an extent. Interesting, interesting. It seems like the legend of reincarnation is not just a myth."
The old man's stiff face wore an ugly smile as he muttered to himself.
"Looks like coming here to take a look is not without its benefits. I might as well head over now …"
Before he could finish his sentence, the old man's plan was stopped.
"It's only the first day of Yin Yang School, and you can't hold it in anymore?"
Such a voice abruptly broke into this world that was covered by the barrier that was used to expel people. There shouldn't be a second person here.
"Oh?"
The old man made a sound of surprise, but the smile on his face did not change. He slowly turned his head and looked to the side of the window.
At that place, a person had appeared out of nowhere.
It was a man who leaned against the car and was also looking at the dragon in the distance.
The man was a giant. He was nearly two meters tall, and the muscles on his body bulged. Even the suit he was wearing could not hide his strong physique, nor could it hide his wild nature.
He had golden hair that looked like a crown, and under his hair was a small face. His facial features were deep, and he seemed to have southern European blood.
His eyebrows were drawn into beautiful curves, and his eyes were squinted into thin lines. He also had a high nose bridge and thick lips.
His suit gave him a sense of intelligence, and when combined with his wild nature, he gave off a shrewd feeling.
Moreover, the man's standing posture gave off a sense of proficiency and sophistication. Coupled with his strong physique and king-like temperament, at first glance, he was simply the leader of the mafia, giving off an extraordinary charm.
However, this boorish man's gaze was surprisingly gentle as he looked into the distance, and his resolute face was unmoved.
Looking at this man, the old man gave an unpleasant laugh.
"As expected, you can't hold it in anymore."
As if he had known that he would appear, the old man smiled happily.
Moreover, the old man said something that could not be ignored.
"After more than half a century, you are also reminiscing about your old acquaintance, Ghost King."
The old man said such words.
However, the man who was addressed as Ghost King was still unmoved. He continued to look at the dragon soaring in the sky and said in a steady voice.
"I'm just here to take a look. It's not really nostalgic." The Ghost King glanced at the old man and said, "But you, appearing in front of him at this time. Are you trying to destroy him?"
At this point, the Ghost King's body emitted an aura that could not be underestimated.
It was an aura that was not so much spiritual energy, but more like miasma — — Ghost Qi.
Although it was just a flash, if a third party were to feel that Ghost Qi, they would definitely feel cold all over, their heart would stop, and even their blood would stop flowing. They would be extremely shocked.
However, sensing this Ghost Qi, the old man's voice became even more cheerful.
"I don't want to destroy him." The old man smiled and said, "Since he is the reincarnation of Night Light, it should be enough to bring fun to this old man who has been bored for a long time. Before that person awakens, this old man will not do anything that will ruin his future."
Hearing that, the Ghost King didn't care.
After all …
"If that's the case, you won't quietly release your spiritual energy to let that person notice your existence." The Ghost King said coldly, "Aren't you doing this to let him come to you?"
"Hahaha …" The old man laughed, shaking his body while saying, "It's nothing, it's just a little test. Since he is the reincarnation of Night Light, he should at least be able to notice this level of Invisibility. If he still can't notice it, this old man will be disappointed."
"… You're still the same as before, only messing around and doing things that give me a headache." The Ghost King was silent for a while, then sighed and said, "Forget it, I'm just a passerby now."
After that, the Ghost King looked at the dragon in the air again, then turned around and left.
It wasn't until the Ghost King turned around that one of his sleeves fluttered lightly. There was nothing inside.
The Ghost King was missing a hand.
If someone were to witness this scene, they would definitely open their eyes wide in shock and terror, right?
Because such characteristics were enough to let people know the true identity of the Ghost King.
The old man looked at the Ghost King leaving and laughed even more happily.
"You clearly took the initiative to release the Ghost Qi to contain this old man, and you actually said that you are a passerby. You are really loyal, Ibaraki Kido."
The old man called the one-armed Ghost King by such an old name, looking in the direction of the dragon, his smile began to become strange.
"Next time we meet, I hope you can bring fun to this old man, boy of the Earth Imperial Gate."
After that, the window of the car rolled up, and the car also strangely floated, drove forward, and finally disappeared on the street.
Perhaps even Rozen didn't expect that?
The two spiritual energy that he felt hiding in the dark, the so-called main dish, turned out to be such an existence.
In the future, when Rozen meets these two again, he will find out.
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