The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

"Madam boss, three more draft beers!" Hu Jiu, pretending to be the Queen of Spades, said loudly.

"Okay!" The lady boss smiled and looked up at Hu Jiu from time to time. His face was really good-looking now. It was a standard model face that he personally molded. There was a strange sense of disharmony in the beauty. It was stunning at first glance, but it would inevitably produce a slight uncanny valley effect if you looked at it too much.

The bubbling beer was placed on the table. Xiaoyu and Yin Wenxian raised their cups and took a sip. Their expressions were still very nervous.

"Don't be so nervous. I won't eat you." Hu Jiu's attitude was indifferent.

Xiaoyu pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled bitterly. This trip to Lanqiong Mountain had severely hit her self-confidence. She originally thought that with her current strength, it was not impossible to go alone to the dragon's den and tiger's lair. Who knew that she actually overestimated herself.

"Um, boss, what happened over there in Lanqiong Mountain?" Yin Wenxian acted as a lively atmosphere and broke the awkwardness.

"The situation is very complicated and cannot be explained in a few words. The area around Lanqiong Mountain has been blocked. In short, it has nothing to do with you for the time being." Hu Jiu drank his wine carelessly, leaning back in his chair and enjoying the cool breeze.

Changing the topic, he suddenly asked: "By the way, have you ever thought about becoming a ghost rider?"

Yin Wenxian shook his head violently. He was in a good state now. He could use a variety of supernatural items without having to bear side effects. There was no need to break this stability. Although becoming a ghost rider would make him stronger, he still kept a distance from this kind of half-human, half-ghost.

Xiaoyu thought about it carefully and asked carefully: "Is there any kind of negative impact on humans that is relatively weak, does not change the appearance, does not emit odor, and does not affect the spirit? If it can make people beautiful, it would be great..."

What an outrageous and unreasonable request!

Hu Jiu and Yin Wenxian looked at Xiaoyu in a wordless way, as if they were looking at a mentally retarded person.

At this moment, the hair on the back of Yin Wenxian's neck suddenly stood up, and his instinctive intuition felt the crisis from behind!

It seemed that something heavy was whistling and hitting him, trying to smash his head into a rotten watermelon!

At the critical moment, Yin Wenxian's intuition saved his life. His body reacted faster than his brain, and he subconsciously lay down. Unfortunately, a big hand was faster than his movement, silently sticking to his back and exerting force.

Yin Wenxian fell instantly, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was breathing out more than breathing in.

"Who are you?" Hu Jiu calmly put down the beer glass and looked directly at the uninvited guest in front of him.

It was a young man with fair skin, wearing a light blue sweater and black trousers. He was arrogant and had a cynical smile in his eyes. "Are you a cadre of the Poker Organization? My name is Qiao Hong, from the Beidou Organization."

As he said, Qiao Hong slowly took a step forward, like a tiger, approaching his prey slowly.

"You are sneaking up, it's really unethical!" Yin Wenxian suddenly sat up, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and looked lively and seemed to have no injuries at all.

Qiao Hong raised his eyebrows in surprise. He knew how much strength he had used just now. How could it be possible...

"It's just a greeting. If you can't hold on, it only means that you are too weak and unworthy of an equal dialogue with me." Although a little surprised, Qiao Hong still maintained a contemptuous attitude.

Yin Wenxian was stimulated and furious. He jumped up and stabbed Qiao Hong in the face with a chopstick in his hand as a weapon.

If it were an ordinary person, he would not even have time to react to such a sudden attack from Yin Wenxian, but Qiao Hong was not in a hurry. He moved his body and avoided Yin Wenxian's attack.

"What!" Yin Wenxian didn't expect Qiao Hong to react so quickly, but he was not slow either. He turned the chopsticks around and continued to stab Qiao Hong.

"Little trash." Qiao Hong slapped out with his palm, and a strong wind blew in his face. Yin Wenxian couldn't help but blink. It was this moment of distraction that Qiao Hong seized the opportunity, grabbed Yin Wenxian's belt, and lifted him up in the air. No matter how Yin Wenxian struggled, he couldn't get away from Qiao Hong.

"Enough, we are here to negotiate, not to fight!" A woman in a black windbreaker suddenly appeared and sat next to Xiaoyu.

Qiao Hong restrained his expression and threw Yin Wenxian to the ground. The latter stood up with a carp jump, his face flushed with shame and anger.

"You are too weak. You dare to fight with a real ghost rider with a few inferior supernatural items in your hand. I can only say that you are really confused. If I want to kill you, I can do it with one move. I was just playing with you just now." Qiao Hong commented scathingly.

Yin Wenxian clenched his teeth and said nothing. Xiaoyu didn't dare to speak either. Only Hu Jiu calmly drank a sip of beer, "Okay, stop bragging. If you have anything to say, come on."

Qiao Hong's face changed instantly. Just when he was about to start spitting, he was stopped by the woman in the windbreaker.

"Song Yue, why are you stopping me? I have to teach him a lesson!" Qiao Hong was very dissatisfied.

Song Yue didn't say anything, but just raised her hand and pointed at the boss lady and other diners of the food stall. Qiao Hong didn't understand at first, but after a few seconds, his expression changed again and again, like a palette, and finally put away his arrogant face.

They were fighting fiercely here, but the others around them seemed to have seen nothing. They ate and drank as they should. Song Yue was keenly aware of this when she first appeared, but Qiao Hong didn't pay attention to it when he was bragging.

Now it was Yin Wenxian's turn to show off. Although he didn't say anything, the mocking expression on his face and the playful look in his eyes all stimulated Qiao Hong's nerves, and several veins on his forehead were stretched.

Seeing this, Song Yue sighed in his heart. Qiao Hong was not only young but also quite capable, but his journey was too smooth, so his psychological quality was a bit fragile.

Knock knock knock——

Hu Jiu knocked on the table impatiently, "Don't waste my time. I took the time to wait for you here today."

Song Yue smiled and glanced at Xiaoyu and Yin Wenxian: "Did you find out what I did to them?"

Hu Jiu nodded.

Xiaoyu and Yin Wenxian were shocked. What did I do?

But after thinking about it carefully, the two understood that they had often attacked Beidou employees recently, but the Beidou organization was not a soft persimmon. How could they be allowed to do whatever they wanted?

"The curse of the car accident ghost means that you will definitely encounter accidents when riding in a car in the future. The accident can be big or small, depending on your luck." Song Yue explained with a smile.

That's it?

Xiaoyu and Yin Wenxian breathed a sigh of relief. It's not a big problem.