Enchanter

Chapter 1: The Last Supper ([-])

It seems that a woman's mind is really hard to guess, and Tao Jingying's song is really right: "Don't guess what a girl thinks, a boy, you won't understand..."

Men and women are basically people from two worlds.

This is the final conclusion drawn by Yin Hui after contacting several girls.

Not long after, Ouyang Xue hurried down from the upstairs, seeing her out of breath, she must be anxious to see Yin Hui so fast.

"You two?" Ouyang Xue was a little surprised when she saw Shen Feifei and Tang Yan behind Yin Hui.

"Oh, the two of them want to stay with you for a while, you won't refuse, will you?"

It was only now that Ouyang Xue knew that she had been duped. If she had known that the two of them were staying with her, Ouyang Xue would never have taken the initiative.

But now that the words have been spoken, and it is still in front of the two girls, if he refuses to let them live, isn't it obviously petty and still has a good impression of Yin Hui?

He didn't say anything, just held his breath and got into the car.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Yin Hui let Shen Feifei and Tang Yan also sneak in, and gave some instructions.

"Why, you won't go with us?" Tang Yan glanced at Yin Hui, and then asked nervously.

"Go ahead, I still have something to take care of." Yin Hui smiled to reassure them.

"Let's go, let's talk about what else to say tomorrow." Ouyang Xue let go of the clutch angrily, and the car ran away with a whoosh, leaving behind rolled up dry leaves and a large pile of black fog.

"What a strange person, maybe Ouyang Xue also fell in love with me." Yin Hui clicked his tongue, then turned around, put his hands in his pockets with a cool expression, and left.

After Tang Yan and Shen Feifei settled down, my heart became much calmer. A big rock finally fell to the ground, and I didn't have any worries in my actions.

Thinking of this, Yin Hui looked at the sky in comfort. The white clouds formed various shapes and walked against the wind, like happy and lively gods wandering around.The maple tree in the distance had already lost all its leaves. The light and free leaves were blown up by the wind, and then fell to the ground lightly. Yin Hui could even hear the rustling sound of the leaves when they fell to the ground.

There is also very soft sand and gravel soil under the feet, and the stones on it are also worn bare, and there is always a creaking sound when stepped on.

Yin Hui didn't know what was going on with the voice, but he felt a little lost in his heart, and his eyes fell into the distance unconsciously.

This asphalt road stretches to no end, it seems that I will never reach that kind of place.

Yin Hui let out a long sigh of relief, and then walked away with big strides.

My heart is concerned about business, and what is lingering in my heart at this moment is the hatred of my master, Old Zhao.

He can still recall the impression of old Zhaotou left in his mind, so kind, so kind, but leaving like this, Yin Hui felt very uncomfortable, and hated that damned guy to the bone.

The footsteps became faster and faster, passing through the streets one after another, and finally stopped in front of a cement pipe.

Staring at the cement pipe with piercing eyes, I feel somewhat disappointed.

Not long after walking again, he walked out of the urban area and began to enter the suburbs.

Along the way, his mood was so depressed that he even forgot where he was and how much time had passed. Now he only thinks that he is traveling, watching the scenery on both sides.But feeling the scene, seeing any scene related to the old Zhaotou, the hatred in Yin Hui's mind will rise again, making Yin Hui's pace quicken.

Finally, a park that had been deserted for a long time appeared in front of him, and rows of park benches that had peeled off their patent leather appeared in front of them.

Yin Hui walked up, smiled faintly, and then lay on it very comfortably, staring at the sky unconsciously.

He knew that this was the area that God's operator would pass through every day, and he was waiting for him right here.

Yin Hui's eyes scattered around the garden, observing the situation inside. The ground was still sticky, dark and damp, and occasionally a few bedbugs would crawl over his feet.

Clap clap.There was a rapid sound of a stick hitting the concrete, as if raindrops were falling on the concrete floor.Yin Hui smiled faintly, and then followed the voice with his eyes.

An old face full of vicissitudes and no wrinkles is raised at 45 degrees, just like Guo Jingming's 45 degrees of sadness.

"Fortune-telling, fortune-telling, five elements and gossip to tell your past life, your house is auspicious, fortune-telling..." Although the voice of the fortune teller is not vicissitudes, it is obviously not the sonorous and loud voice of the past, Yin Hui shook his head regretfully , He didn't know if the magic operator still had the power it had back then, and if it could help him.

"Blind man, fortune-telling." Yin Hui said with a cold attitude, and then stared at the fortune teller.

When Shen Suanzi heard this voice, he was stunned for a moment, then pinched his hands to count, and finally understood something, and a smile appeared on his face, very sunny.

Without saying a word, he gradually walked towards Yin Hui, and put away the crutch used to find the way for him. He walked over like a normal person and sat beside Yin Hui.

Yin Hui was very surprised that the actions of the magic operator just now did not have the characteristics of a blind man, and asked hastily: "How do you know I am here? Your eyes are healed?"

The fortune teller smiled mysteriously: "Who said you have to use your eyes to see things, you can also use your heart."

"It's okay with the heart?" Yin Hui shook his head, and joked incomprehension: "This is the so-called mind."

"Hehe, Yin Hui, if you don't have anything to go to the Three Treasures Hall, please ask me for anything." The fortune teller smiled, then took out a pack of Double Happiness from his pocket, and pulled out two cigarettes with trembling hands, one Passed it to Yin Hui, and put one in his mouth.

"Haha, did you forget that I don't smoke?" Yin Hui took a look at the cigarette in his hand, and then stuffed her back.

The fortune teller gave a wry smile and said, "Okay, please ask me to do something, the old rules." After speaking, the fortune teller stretched out his hands, and both of them stared at Yin Hui with blank eyes, begging for something.

Yin Hui seemed to have been prepared for a long time, he groped in his chest, finally took out three bags of Dazhonghua, and handed it to the fortune teller.

The moment Shen Suanzi came into contact with the cigarette box, he was a little stunned, with his eyes turned to the sky, and his two hands groping around, the plastic bag on the packaging box rattled.

In the end, the fortune teller actually shouted in surprise: "Great China? All right, boy, I really didn't realize that you still have this hand?"

Then with trembling hands, he stuffed the three packs of popularization into his breast pocket, with a smile on his face.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do this time? Tell you fortunes or look at Fengshui?" The fortune-teller accepted Yin Hui's things and seemed very willing to serve Yin Hui.

"Kill someone for me." Yin Hui gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words.

"Kill someone?" The fortune teller smiled wryly, and then reluctantly took out the three packs of Great China from his pocket: "Although my life is worthless, it is still worth more than these few packs of Great China."

Yin Hui hurriedly added: "Don't worry, this is a criminal wanted by the Public Security Bureau. If you kill him, not only will you not be punished, but you will also be rewarded with a large sum of money. And I will go with you."

"Wanted criminal?" Shen Suanzi stared at Yin Hui again with his pale eyes, took a puff of cigarette, and then exhaled a thick puff of fog, looking like he was thinking.

"How is it? Magic operator, this deal is not bad." Yin Hui asked.

"You know my principles. I never do anything with the government." The fortune teller smacked his lips, as if unwilling, and got up to leave.

"Okay, if you are willing to watch me die, you can go." Yin Hui seemed to have no intention of staying, and continued to sit on the bench.

"Haha, Yin Hui, it's better not to meddle in this kind of thing, because you can never stop meddling in the government's affairs." The fortune teller remembered these two words, and his face was panicked. He still remembered At the beginning, it was because of working for the government that he fell to this point.

Shen Suanzi's forward body suddenly stopped abruptly, and then turned around forcefully, with a strong attitude, his body trembling violently due to excitement, his hands pointed to his empty eyes, the muscles on his face Constantly twitching: "See, this is the price you pay for doing things for the government, haha, haha."

Afterwards, the divine operator continued to move forward, ignoring Yin Hui who was behind him.

Scenes of pictures spread in my mind, hundreds of people were crying and wailing in front of me, but my original self was so insensitive...

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, two lines of hot tears flowed from my eyes, which had no lacrimal glands for a long time. When I touched them, I felt sticky.

It turned out to be blood, and she shed tears of blood.

Shen Suanzi smiled wryly, and continued walking, trying to get rid of Yin Hun behind him.

But Yin Hui knew that the magic operator was his only chance, so he couldn't just let him go like this.

"Sacred fortune teller, my master Zhao Tou was beheaded by this person, and four old men in our city also died at the hands of this person. Are you willing to continue to let this person do anything wrong?" Yin Hui hurriedly walked away for a few minutes. Stepping forward, he whispered in Old Zhao's ear.

"What?" The crutch in Shen's operator's hand fell to the ground, and then his purple lips trembled slightly, and he asked, "What did you say? Who died?"

"My master Zhao Tou, Yu Tianlai, the CEO of the Yu Group, and the other four old men are all from this city, and their bodies were found on a sacrificial altar." Speaking of this, Yin Hui He stared at the fortune teller, wondering why he was so excited, it must have touched some secrets of this old man of unknown origin that had been hidden in his heart for many years.

"Zhao Deshui died? And the other four old men were brutally murdered during this period of time? Yu Tianlai?" Thinking of this, the frightened expression on Shen Suanzi's face was very scary, and he bent down with trembling hands, groping around. .

Yin Hui stuffed the crutch into Zhao Deshui's hand, and then felt the strangeness of the matter even more.Zhao Deshui is in the urban area, and it seems that his daily life consists of traveling between the funeral parlor and his home. This kind of two-point and one-line life has been insisted on by him all his life.However, Shen Suanzi always only walks in the suburbs, and has never entered the urban area.

But why, the magic operator can say the name of the old Zhao?Did the two know each other?

"Retribution, retribution. Haha." The fortune teller laughed wildly, his voice was tragic and desolate, and finally this miserable laughter turned into an endless cry: "Haha, haha. What should come will still come."

Yin Hui didn't know, so he stared at the mysterious old man and asked, "What's the matter, do you know each other? Do you know who the murderer is?"

Shen Suanzi didn't answer Yin Hui's question, but just looked at the empty sky with his eyes, and then there was a painful expression on his face, he didn't know what to say, but his heart was a little sore, and he wanted to say something, his voice But something choked there and couldn't speak.

Yin Hui smiled and sighed: "God operator, please don't hide anything from me, tell me, do you know this murderer?"

But Shen Suanzi shook his head: "I don't know, Yin Hui, let's go, the farther the better, don't get involved with this matter."

Seeing Shen Suanzi's expression, Yin Hui's heart suddenly tugged, a little painful: "What's wrong, Shen Suanzi, why did you say that?" Yin Hui also began to struggle, as if he sensed something was wrong.Shen Suanzi closed his eyes in some pain, squatted down, stared at Yin Hui with piercing eyes and said, "Yin Hui, get out of here quickly."

Yin Hui is even more elusive about the purpose of the magic operator. In his mind, there seems to be no problem in the whole world that the magic operator does not understand, especially when faced with the experience of eliminating demons and ghosts, he is an expert. What? Time is so uneasy.

But his heart sank suddenly. From the mouth of the magic operator, he could guess that the matter was not that simple this time. In addition, Conan Doyle also warned himself before that he vaguely understood that the situation was not something he could do alone. controlling.

But when he thought of his master Zhao's head, Yin Hui's heart seemed to be stabbed by something, it was very painful, like thousands of ants rolling and crawling, he couldn't help but burst out two lines of tears.

Is it true that that person is allowed to do whatever he wants to harm the people?Master's death is so worthless?

Yin Hui had a splitting headache.

"Let's go." The fortune teller sighed again: "Leave quickly, you must not interfere with this matter, the heavens have already destined this matter to happen, so, you go quickly."

Judging by Shen Suanzi's face, it is very resolute, with sharp edges and corners, handsome muscles, and a serious expression.In Yin Hui's memory, Shen Suanzi never seemed to be so panicked.

"God operator, tell me, there must be some connection between the deaths of the five people in the city, and according to my judgment, this kind of death will happen one after another. Tell me, who is the next person?" Yin Hui His eyes stared straight at the fortune teller.

Shen Suanzi raised his eyes in panic, and then revealed a trace of fear. He didn't say a word for a long time, but stared at Yin Hui in astonishment for a long time.

Obviously, his guess was correct, so the magic operator panicked.Yin Hui also hurriedly asked, wanting to find out why.

"Don't ask, don't ask."

But Shen Suanzi suddenly became irritable, picked up his crutches and beat around, wanting to leave.

Yin Hui's dismal smile appeared on his face, and he seemed to feel that the next victim might be a fortune teller.

"Shen Suanzi, you will be the next to die." Yin Hui said, staring at the back of Shen Suanzi who had already left.

Although there was some distance between the two of them, and there was a strange evil wind blowing at that time, Yin Hui's voice was too sharp and loud, so Shen Suanzi still heard Yin Hui's voice clearly.

The magic operator stopped in his tracks, trembled all over, finally turned around in surprise, stared at Yin Hui for a long time, and finally said: "Yin Hui, follow me."

With a triumphant expression on Yin Hui's face, he hurriedly took two steps and caught up with the fortune teller in front of him.

Shen Suanzi did not go to the place where he used to set up a stall, but turned left and right among the flowers and came to a small dilapidated rental house.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, an old table, an old bed, an old sofa and an old bookshelf picked up from nowhere.The bookshelves are full of clothes and shoes. Although they are a little messy, they have no peculiar smell, and they are not as dark and damp as imagined. On the contrary, there is a feeling of sunshine.

Yin Hui understands why this is the case. The master of the magic operator can easily cast some enchantment restrictions in this room, and it is very simple to dry this room.

Seeing Shen Suanzi's mysterious and flustered footsteps, Yin Hui asked curiously: "Shen Suanzi, tell me, who is this murderer?"

However, Shen Suanzi looked up at Yin Hui, as if he had been prepared, he bent down and took out a bottle of Erguotou from under the wine table, put it on the table with a snap, and then took out two and a half bottles from the bedside. After simply rinsing the transparent glass with water, it sat down again.

Yin Hui smiled: "God operator, this is the head-cutting bar that you have prepared for a long time."

Shen Suanzi smiled lightly: "Yes, I have kept this bottle of wine for more than 40 years. I was just waiting for this day." Unscrewed the lid, poured a full glass for Yin Hui and himself, and raised the glass without saying a word Just left one.

This time, Yin Hui was completely confused. In my heart, I never drink alcohol, so why am I so addicted to alcohol today?

"Yin Hui, drink." Shen Shun stared at Yin Hui with his white eyes, and smiled slightly.

Yin Hui was a little frightened. He felt that the eyes of Shen Suanzi were not blind, but he could see everything clearly, even more than normal people.

Yin Hui took a sip, but it was full of spicy taste and rich aroma, it seems that the year is indeed quite a lot.

There is a feeling of heartburn after not drinking much. The 40-year-old Erguotou is too strong, and I can hardly bear this kind of suffering.

"God fortune teller, I'm going to get some dishes. Wait." This kind of headache-ridden spicy still made Yin Hui somewhat uncomfortable, so he stood up and walked out of the low rental house. Fortunately, this place is not far away It's a small supermarket. I bought some beef jerky, peanuts and beef offal and hurried back.

After placing the dishes, Shen Suanzi didn't intend to eat them. Yin Hui didn't understand, so he asked, "Shen Suanzi, why don't you eat?"

"Where are the chopsticks?" the fortune teller said angrily.

Yin Hui suddenly realized that although the fortune teller was blind, he couldn't see the chopsticks at all.

Blindly picked up the chopsticks from the table and handed them to the fortune teller, "God fortune teller, eat."