Gradually, Black Soul No.18 found that the man in front of her was not easy to tempt.
There was some kind of power protecting her.
To be exact, there was some kind of power similar to Black Soul No.18, which was also tempting Zhao Ru.
Of course, for Black Soul No.18, this power was so weak that she even disdained to destroy it.
How could the Black Soul Envoy of the club be unable to arouse Zhao Ru's desire to make a deal because of this weak power?
Although there were not many Black Soul Envoys in the club. The remaining Black Soul Envoys were the real elites of the club — If the news that Black Soul No.18 couldn't even resist this weak power spread out, she would lose her face.
"Although I don't know how you got this necklace … it doesn't matter … Haha."
The gloomy laughter was heard.
But Zhao Ru didn't hear it.
She only passed by a bookstore occasionally and stopped in her tracks.
She didn't know what was driving her … She walked in.
But soon, she walked out again, this time with a bag in her hand.
She probably bought something in the bookstore.
Black Soul No.18 didn't care about what she bought. She just glanced at the bookstore … Xinhua Bookstore.
…
…
In the evening, Mai Xiaojun and his grandpa came back.
For Mai Xiaojun, all the people he knew in the alley were either the same age as his grandpa or in their thirties or forties … It was the first time for him to see such a young elder sister in such a place.
Except for the female students and the female teachers, it was the first time for Mai Xiaojun to be so close to a woman.
His intuition told him that this elder sister was different from others.
But he couldn't tell … He just felt that Miss Xiao Ru had never smiled before.
Although … she just came here for a few days.
Uncle Mai seemed to have a good harvest today. When he came back, he bought a cheap pig liver in the market. Now he was fiddling with the stove, planning to cook a dish of fried pig liver.
The other scavengers in the alley. The sleepers also began to prepare their dinner more or less.
Soon, there were all kinds of fragrant smells here.
But Mai Xiaojun, who was doing his homework, wasn't attracted by the fragrant smells as usual. He just curiously peeked at this new big sister.
She would not take the initiative to talk to others, even at this time of dinner.
She was alone, hiding in the 'house', tearing off a small piece of bread and putting it into her mouth.
Mai Xiaojun didn't feel that Sister Xiaoru's bread was warm … It seemed that everything was so cold.
She seemed to be thinking about something.
The people who lived here had always abided by a rule that no one had agreed upon … They did not take the initiative to inquire about other people's affairs. If they wanted to talk, they would talk about what they had seen and heard on that day or yesterday.
However, Mai Xiaojun was never willing to follow this strange rule. He was still in the period of intense curiosity about everything.
"Sister Xiao Ru, are you thinking about your parents?"
However, he was only in the fourth grade of elementary school. That was all he could think of.
Zhao Ru didn't answer immediately. She just stopped and looked at the child indifferently. These days, she lived next door to her. In fact, she could even hear the child's breathing when she slept.
"Do you miss your parents?" Zhao Ru suddenly asked.
Mai Xiaojun was rarely asked this question — He didn't know how to answer it for a while.
He held his textbook and sat in front of Sister Xiao Ru's' door '— the floor was covered with paper.
"Well … sometimes." Mai Xiaojun quietly peeked out and glanced at his grandfather's back. Then he whispered, "Sister Xiao Ru, I'll tell you a secret. Can you keep it a secret?"
"Then don't say it."
Mai Xiaojun opened his mouth. It seemed that he didn't expect such an answer — It shouldn't be. Didn't the friends at school care about secrets when they shared it?
"My grandfather said that as long as I study hard, my parents will come to me when I enter the university!"
"Didn't I tell you not to say it?" Zhao Ru shook her head, "I will forget it."
"Oh …" Mai Xiaojun lowered his head in disappointment.
Zhao Ru glanced at him and suddenly said, "Show me your homework."
"Thank you, Sister Xiao Ru!" Mai Xiaojun was overjoyed … He found that this sister was more clear than the teachers at school.
He couldn't wait and even took the initiative to crawl into Sister Xiao Ru's' house '.
"Don't come in." Zhao Ru stopped him, "Go outside, it's too dark here."
Mai Xiaojun didn't feel anything wrong. He nodded and crawled out. Therefore, Mai Xiaojun didn't see that Sister Xiao Ru seemed to hide something.
She hid it under her coat.
…
It was quiet in the alley at night. Everyone had fallen asleep, including Zhao Ru.
But there seemed to be something floating around her … like a shadow.
The shadow seemed to be sizing up Zhao Ru. Seeing the sweat on Zhao Ru's forehead even though she was asleep, the shadow subconsciously let out a gloomy and terrifying laugh.
Because the shadow knew that Zhao Ru was dreaming about her past.
In her dream, she returned to her home in another province. She returned to the night of New Year's Eve. She rushed back home during the Spring Festival.
Unknowingly, in her sleep, she even grabbed her clothes with all her might. Her eyeballs under her eyelids began to move.
And the creepy laughter became more and more terrifying — of course, no one could hear it.
Perhaps.
Suddenly, the laughter stopped. The shadow left the shabby 'house'. The shadow moved stealthily on the ground until it had completely left the small alley. Only then did it reveal its true form by the side of the road.
A black robe covered his entire body. Only a pair of bewitching eyes that glowed with a cat-like luster could be seen clearly.
This pair of cat-like eyes was sizing up the area in front of them — in front of them, a bespectacled man was standing there quietly with his hands behind his back.
It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.
The man was also looking at the weird shadow in front of him … Now it was a guy in a black robe.
He asked quickly, "Is it an evil soul? Or something like a resentful spirit? "
He said indifferently and shook his head, "It doesn't matter. You'll disappear anyway."
"Hahaha, I've sensed that someone has been following this woman. Hahaha, it seems that the crystal on her body was given by you?"
The bespectacled man chuckled. "No matter where you came from, you're still a few years too early to have any ideas about this beautiful 'material' of mine."
After saying that, he suddenly opened the five fingers of his left hand, and from his sleeve, five small black water crystals slid down.
These crystals stopped in his palm and didn't fall down. Instead, they floated in the air!
With a few whooshing sounds, these crystals shot out almost at the same time!
The crystals shot to five different positions, four on the ground and one in the air. The five points formed a short four-sided triangular point. They connected with each other and finally formed a three-dimensional four-sided triangular barrier.
The man with glasses came over again with his hands clasped behind his back and said with a faint smile, "You can be the core of the next crystal … if you're strong enough."
However, his words stopped there … A crack had suddenly appeared on this barrier that he had used to capture wandering souls and ghosts. It had worked every single time.
The crack was expanding rapidly — extremely fast!
In just the blink of an eye, after the first crack appeared, the entire barrier had shattered, including the five crystals that were used to construct it. They all shattered at the same time!
"Hahaha, I thought I met an interesting guy. It turns out that you're just a clown who has learned a little bit of magic. Hahaha …"
The man's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. At the same time, he lowered his hands, and more crystals fell from his sleeves, floating in his palms.
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