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

Before that, He Shu had hardly dealt with Nakamura, but there was a hint of familiarity in his strange smile.

Demon...?

No, not a ghost!

After He Shu walked through the underworld, he realized that his power was different from before. He used to be helpless against Hua Mo, but now he is no longer on the same order of magnitude as Hua Mo.

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

But this one in front of me is just a little similar to Hua Mo, but it is mixed with more strange and evil things, just like KFC, which is famous for fried chicken, insists on making boiled fish.

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

Bishop? !

Yes, only it!

Only this kind of evil and powerful creature, whose strength is far above Hua Demon, is closely related to Hua Demon.

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

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

The black mist wrapped around He Shu's body, forming a foggy scene, blocking the sky and blocking the view.

"break!"

Without saying a word, He Shu directly took out the decree of the King of Hell, and his hand made a movement of slicing the void from top to bottom.

Although Bi Shezhe was a foreign ghost, he did not believe that the other party was not afraid of Yama Ling.

Hell King's Order represents the authority and power of the Fifth Temple in the underworld, and it is also the condensed and preserved spiritual thoughts of the Hell Kings of all dynasties. Even if those Hell Kings resign or leave now, as long as they have used the Hell King's Order, there will be residual power on it.

For example, the prime minister who kept his heart and mind in the history, such as the iron-faced censor who judged the sun every day and the yin at night, compared with these famous ministers who were like stars, He Shu felt that he was the light of rice grains, and he even felt that. It is only an expedient measure for me to temporarily act on his behalf, and he may not have recognized him at all, but as long as he is in his hands for a day, this power can be used by him.

Slay the demons and remove the demons, and wipe away the dirt!

Although he has never confronted Bi Shezhe head-on, this guy has extended his tentacles into the country from a long time ago, and through remote control, he has absorbed the spirit of yang energy. There were many cases handled by the Special Administration Bureau before, and there was no lack of Bi Shezhe. The shadow of He Shu, from Qu Jie to Xinhuan Building, is also indispensable for the Hua Demon who is making waves. If he can completely kill the master behind the Hua Demon, what kind of demon can the Hua Demon be?

He Shu didn't realize that at this time he was much more decisive than when he first debuted. At that time, He Shu's grandfather often talked about the fear 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.

When the King of Hades passed, the red light suddenly lit up, murderous aura, and all the coercion, the raging wolf and raging waves generally split the black mist and retreated with a bang!

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

He is very familiar with this table, so familiar that he can output a few scratches on the table.

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

The decorations around 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 evidence of youth and youth in the past.

The person standing next to him in the photo is now sitting at the table. He just lifted his chopsticks and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

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

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

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

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

"Smelly He Shu, 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 scold.

He Shu habitually smiled and said, "You don't know how to use chopsticks. It's fine if you have a bowl. Can I give you my bowl? By the way, Lao 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 angrily said: "Okay, old He, how come you still curse me to death?!"

He Shu looked at him: "That year, your dad took us an order. It was his friend's construction site that had an accident. It was originally scheduled for me to go see it alone, but you had to join 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 turning from his usual complexion to pale and blue.

"But old Hu, I have completely let go now, the deceased is gone, I know that I can no longer cling to the past, and I also know the truth of your death, although I will feel guilty for it, I will not stop moving forward. Steps. Old Hu, do you still remember what I said to you when we first opened the studio? I said that although I am just a trivial ordinary person, since I know a little more than ordinary people, God has also given me If I am so talented, then I should at least do what I can do, and make money to make money. Conscience and principles are indispensable. I don’t want to be like some people, in order to climb up, to make friends with the powerful, and use the skills I learned To keep breaking through the bottom line and do things that go between black and white. Now, it's time for me to fulfill my promise, even if they still want to use you as my inner demon, they can't."

When the words fell, He Shu used the decree of the King of Hell as a knife and slashed towards Hu Huizhi.

Quietly, Hu Huizhi turned into a black mist, dissipating invisible.

"And you, Fengfeng."

He Shu looked at the little fat bird with a look of nostalgia.

The bird died because of him, and if it wasn't for him, the little fat bird might be fine now, twittering and making noises everywhere.

"When you were here, I thought you were noisy and I was afraid of you being rude, so I never told you. In fact, in my heart, you, like Guanghan, have long surpassed the boundaries of friends and are similar to family. I hope we The three can live together forever, the family will always be noisy, lively and angry, but you died for me, from now on, I can’t live in such a mess anymore, I will find a way to help you resurrect, but— "

Speaking of this, He Shu's eyes suddenly sharpened, and the decree of the King of Hell was drawn out in his hand!

"But it's not that you will be used here, become my demonic barrier, and block my way! Bishecha, get out!"

The red light suddenly flourished, like the rising sun, it was so radiant that it was too dazzling to look directly at it.

What table at home, delicious food, Hu Huizhi, little fat bird, all disappeared!

A sly smile came from his ear: "Do you think you will win like this?"

Almost as soon as the voice started, He Shu turned around abruptly, the decree of the King of Hell in his hand turned into a long whip, and he lashed at the source of the voice!

what! ! !

A scream, from the void to the real.

He Shu saw Nakamura tumbling in pain, and a black mist rose from him and then melted away.

That is the spiritual thought that Bishecha resides on him, not the deity!

The deity is probably in Guanghan!

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

"where are they!"

He knew Nakamura understood who he was talking about.

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

"There is a temple underwater, which is connected to the mountain temple last time, but I, I have never been there..."

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

Seeing that he didn't look fake, He Shu finally let go of him.

But when He Shu turned around and was about to leave, Nakamura pounced on him and grabbed his ankle.

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

Nakamura cried bitterly, where is the aura of the arrogant Onmyoji from 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.

"I know, you can save me, save me! I will serve you as the Lord, and you will let me go east, and I will never go west! I can be your slave, just please save my life!"

Nakamura's nose and tears all came out, crying like a 140-pound child, and his face that was considered handsome can no longer be seen.

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

He had to take out the cinnabar pen.

"look up!"

Nakamura Yiyan raised her head, her expression still stunned.

He Shu looked left and right, but couldn't find the nearest water source, so he simply dipped his other finger in saliva, moistened the cinnabar, and then touched the other's eyebrow with the tip of the pen.

Nakamura:……

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

But as the tip of the pen touched the center of his eyebrows, Nakamura could feel that the pain was suddenly replaced by coldness, the heat subsided in an instant, and the pain that his soul was about to leave the body was immediately relieved a lot.

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

He heard He Shu say this, and when he saw the other party turned around and was about 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 tell me earlier?"

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

In fact, he was under the control of Bi Shezhe. He didn't dare to say it or didn't want to say it just now. Now, for his own life, of course, I hope He Shu can live as long as possible.

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

He Shu was impatient: "Why don't you go?"

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:……