As early as when he was on the road, the Winter Solstice was always on alert. At this time, he didn't care about scolding others and taking revenge. He quickly pulled Zhang Xing back and made the scars empty!

He and Zhang Xing staggered back a few steps, fell to the ground, and rolled over, but they avoided Scar's attempt to use them as a shield.

Scar's grab failed, so he had to roll and run forward, shouting "help".

There were more and more black fog clusters around, and the man in the jacket waved the torches to drive them away. However, it was a drop in the bucket. Those fog clusters, like water, avoided fire when they met, flowed in all directions, and then gathered again, waiting for the next opportunity to devour them.

These are monsters in the darkness, the darkness is their natural shelter, and ordinary humans are not their opponents at all.

Thinking of the flight attendant on the train and Yao Bin's tragic situation, Dongzhi felt that if these things really invaded his body and absorbed his brain and turned him into a puppet, he might as well give himself a knife and settle it in advance.

Those people also quickly fought back.

Scar's master, the middle-aged man took out a peach wood sword from his back and danced around his body so tight that the black mist was actually afraid and didn't dare to get close.

The girl seemed to throw a few runes at random, and those runes spontaneously ignited in mid-air, swept towards the black mist, and the black mist that was thrown burst into flames and exploded into powder.

The winter solstice couldn't help but widen her eyes. She also used a talisman. The girl's hands were much more gorgeous and high-profile than He Yu's.

The old man made a seal on his hands, read something, and suddenly a grey-white wolf jumped out from behind him.

The wolf roared towards the black mist, opened his mouth, and showed his fangs. The black mist, which had no real body, was easily torn apart. Although the black mist quickly gathered again, the snow wolf was equally fierce and fearless. The fog tried to attach itself to it, but it was always melted away by the white glow of the snow wolf's body.

Scar suddenly screamed: "Master save me!"

Looking at the sound of the winter solstice, the torch in Scar's hand was about to go out, and the black mist in front of him was pressing step by step, as if it would pounce at any time. Scar stumbled over a stone on his heel, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, and could only rub his body to the ground. After moving desperately, he could take care of the front, but not the back, and a black fog was rushing towards him.

"Behind!"

Scar's master also saw it, and he shouted to warn the apprentice, but it was too late, the voice fell, and the black mist rushed behind Scar, Scar struggled desperately, screaming for help, and all kinds of swear words rushed out. out, but the black fog still sank in from above his head, and soon disappeared without a trace.

The winter solstice was terrifying, and Zhang Xing held his arm tightly, shaking violently.

Scar rolled on the ground, just shouted, and the voice stopped abruptly, only the throat still made a ho-ho movement, the flashlight of the man in the jacket and the others shone on his face, the winter solstice saw the blood vessels on Scar's face emerging. When he came out, his eyes began to turn white, exactly the same as Yao Bin before.

Scar's five fingers were slammed into the soil under him, and half of his fingers were almost sunk in, and the veins were bulging, sinister and sinister.

The girl threw the rune out of her hand, and the scar burst into trouble. She shredded the burning rune in mid-air, and roared towards the crowd. A white wolf jumped out from the side, but was entangled by the black fog. Can't get away.

Scar grabbed a bodyguard under the man in the jacket close by. The bodyguard fired again and again, but he was still thrown down by Scar, with his hands on the bodyguard's neck.

"Mr. Fujikawa, Miss Beichi, please save my apprentice!" The middle-aged man said urgently.

The girl made seals on her hands and read out nine characters with different tones. It seemed that white light was transpiring from her hands, and a white crane flew out from behind the girl and rushed towards the scar.

The white crane is elegant, but the castration is extremely fierce. He immediately pecked out a blood hole in the middle of the scar's forehead. It was too late to speak, and the girl threw another talisman, which was stuck on the blood hole, and the fire suddenly burst. It exploded, and the scar was rolled in, just like Yao Bin before.

"Scar!" The middle-aged man was furious, turned his head and scolded the girl, "I'll show you the way, but you bastards kill my apprentice!"

"Mr. Yin, figure it out, your apprentice is helpless. If we don't kill him, we will be the ones who will die!" The man in the jacket threatened coldly. "You'd better show us some respect, or we won't be able to save you next time."

The middle-aged man twitched and twisted with anger on his face, but after all he didn't dare to say anything cruel.

Just when the winter solstice's attention was all attracted by this change, Zhang Xing suddenly let out a loud snort. He heard the sound and looked back, and saw a cloud of black mist drifting towards them.

Winter Solstice didn't even think about it, he took out the rune in his pocket and threw it.

The moment the rune came into contact with the black mist, a red light lit up, the black mist froze for a moment, and the speed of the floating seemed to slow down a little.

It turns out that his runes are not completely ineffective! The thought flashed across the winter solstice, and before he had time to be complacent, he quickly pulled Zhang Xing and ran away.

When the girl not far away saw this scene, she couldn't help but let out a groan.

"What?" While driving away the black mist, the old man still had the energy to care about the situation on the girl's side.

"That person is a bit strange, I'll try it." The girl replied, with a slender hand.

The white crane suddenly passed in front of the winter solstice, which startled him, his footsteps staggered, and he fell to the ground. The black mist quickly chased behind him. This time, there were no runes on him, only He watched as the black mist floated over his and Zhang Xing's heads.

Seeing that he couldn't come up with any life-saving skills, the girl was a little disappointed and stopped looking there.

For her, these black mists are invisible, and it is very troublesome to deal with. It is better to wait for them to be attached to the human body and then directly destroy them with talisman fire.

The black fog was close at hand, thinking of the fate of Yao Bin and Scar, the winter solstice was bleak, and the last thought that flashed through his mind was that Zhang Xing's lung capacity was too good, and he didn't need to breathe when screaming.

A white light suddenly appeared in the darkness, as if tearing the air and pumping it directly on the black mist.

The black fog let out a neigh and exploded in an instant, turning into powder.

Zhang Xing didn't know that he had escaped from death, and was still screaming with his eyes closed.

At the end of the mountain, where the sky meets the sky, thunder bursts, and purple and white lightning illuminates the sky from time to time.

The winter solstice has not been able to remember how long the thunder has been sounding, at least it started before he lost his way, but there has been no rain, which is disturbing, as if a sign of something big is about to happen.

In the flickering light, the black mist floated again and was scattered by a whip, accompanied by the screams of tearing eardrums in the air.

That was the last struggle and cry of the demon.

In the face of death, all life is the same.

The man with the whip walked slowly and stopped not far from the Winter Solstice and Zhang Xing.

The man in the jacket flashed a flashlight at the other person's face, showing an ordinary face in his forties.

"Who are you!"

"Stop taking that piece of shit you're holding and swiping it on Lao Tzu's face!" The man swept away a cloud of black mist with another whip, and stared at him in a bad tone, "I haven't asked you yet, a bunch of little devils. What do you want to run to Changbai Mountain in the middle of the night!"

The man in the jacket was furious and was about to speak back, but was stopped by the old man.

"Sir, we have a common enemy and the most important thing now is cooperation."

It was the first time heard the old man speak at the Winter Solstice. The other party had been held in the arms of the stars like the moon, and he had always maintained a arrogant attitude. Although his tone was still stiff, he clearly expressed his importance.

The man who used the whip sneered, didn't say anything, and didn't stop moving in his hand. His whip seemed to be extremely powerful. Every time he whipped it down, there was a faint momentum of wind and thunder, and a cloud of black mist was completely shattered.

But it seems that because of this, after each whip, the man has to rest for a while before swinging the next whip.

With his participation, the others were obviously much more relaxed, and the attack of the black fog was resolved in three or two strokes.

Everyone suffered heavy losses, but they could finally breathe.

A scar died, and a subordinate of the man in the jacket.

The old man was okay, the girl was pale and obviously exhausted, and had to sit down against the tree to rest.

On the contrary, Dongzhi and Zhang Xing, who had no self-protection power, were unscathed because of the timely appearance of the whip man.

The middle-aged man holding the peach wood sword stared at the place where his apprentice was burned to ashes just now.

After resolving those weird black mists, the contradiction immediately became apparent.

The man sneered: "What is there to cooperate with a gang of thieves?"

The fat man next to the old man coughed lightly: "Why do you have to be aggressive? Changbai Mountain is a tourist attraction, and there is no rule that foreigners cannot come to play. We got lost halfway, so we..."

The man interrupted him impatiently: "The president of the Aso Consortium, with the Erdao dealer, and the Japanese onmyoji to travel to Changbai Mountain, this combination is really ingenious!"

The other party did not expect their identity to be revealed in one sentence, and their faces suddenly became difficult to look at.

The girl's expression changed: "You visited with the group three years ago...Mr. Zheng?"

Seeing that the other party just snorted and did not deny it, she turned her head and whispered a few words to the old man. The old man frowned slightly, looked at Lao Zheng, bowed after a while, and said bluntly, "It's Eiko's in Shimotogawa Aoi. Teacher, please give more advice."

The picture in his mouth is the girl next to him.

Lao Zheng was annoyed: "The relevant departments have not received your special entry report. What's your explanation for this?"

The girl said softly: "We have already applied for the relevant procedures, but your department has not yet approved it. Please go back and check again with Mr. Zheng."

Old Zheng hehe sneered: "Don't think I don't know what you guys are thinking about, first enter the country and then apply, of course I didn't receive the approval, since I bumped into it, please obediently go back with me to go through the formalities, otherwise I can completely take you all. Treat it as a trespass!"

The scene immediately became tense.

That fat man, who is also the president of the Aso Consortium, said: "Mr. Zheng, we are all trapped here, and we can't do anything if we want to leave. We might as well cooperate sincerely and try to get out before talking about other things. What do you think?"

Lao Zheng's eyes swept over them coldly, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Seeing that Lao Zheng did not object, the Japanese finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged man with the peach wood sword was sitting on the periphery of the Japanese. The other party seemed to be very jealous of Lao Zheng and did not dare to come over. Lao Zheng did not even glance at him, and the two sides were clearly separated.

The winter solstice looked at both sides, moved quietly, moved again, and finally moved to Lao Zheng's side.

Lao Zheng knew that the two of them were ordinary people, so naturally he didn't hold tit for tat malice, and only asked, "Why did you mix with them?"

The winter solstice briefly explained the situation of them getting lost and Yao Bin.

Lao Zheng frowned, his expression became more solemn, and said, "No wonder!"

No wonder he didn't say much.

The winter solstice thanked him and asked his name again.

The other party said casually, "Just call me Lao Zheng."

Zhang Xing trembled and asked in a low voice, "What exactly are those things just now, are they haunted?"

"It would be nice if it was haunted, and it would be easier to clean up!" Lao Zheng whispered, "Follow me later, I will take you to a safe place, and when it's dawn, you can hurry down the mountain, don't stay too long!"

The Winter Solstice suddenly asked, "Do you know He Yu and Long Shen?"

Lao Zheng was stunned: "You know them?"

Solstice nodded.

The conversation between Lao Zheng and the Japanese just now made him naturally guess.

Lao Zheng didn't believe it easily: "Is there any proof?"

Winter Solstice Road: "He Yu's job number is 2491."

After speaking, he picked up the branch and drew a symbol on the ground, which was the Mingguang Talisman He Yu taught him.

"Mingguang Talisman?" Lao Zheng is a knowledgeable person. Hearing that he was right about He Yu's job number, and seeing this ghostly drawing talisman, his expression suddenly softened a lot, "It turns out to be his own, then it's easy to handle."

He also took a sign out of his pocket.

When saw the winter solstice, it turned out that it was the same work permit as Zhang and He Yu, and it also said the special management bureau. The difference was that there were four characters for the Northeast Branch at the bottom. Lao Zheng's name was Zheng Sui, and his work number was 1334.

Seeing this work permit, Winter Solstice suddenly understood the excitement of those affected by the PLA when they saw the PLA, and now he is also excited to find an organization.

He hurriedly explained, "I'm not one of your people, and I just met He Yu not long ago!"

Lao Zheng said with a smile, "He Yu, although that kid is arrogant, but he is still reliable in important matters. Since he can teach you runes, he must have the intention of wanting his teacher to accept you as a student. A few years ago, I went abroad with him in a group. During the interview, he also had a fight with the little girls across from you."

The Winter Solstice took the opportunity to ask, "Who are those Japanese people?"

With the relationship of He Yu, Lao Zheng's attitude towards the Winter Solstice is much more cordial, and the chatterbox is also opened.

"That little girl is called Kitaike-e, the witch of Ise Jingu."

The Winter Solstice asked curiously, "Isn't it the Onmyoji?"

Lao Zheng: "Onmyoji is just a general term. In Japan, this kind of priesthood is called priests for men and priestesses for women. They have different ranks and form a system of their own. Controlling two shikigami is the leader among the new generation of onmyoji in Japan. That old thing is her master, and her strength should be even stronger."

Zhang Xing was by the side, he didn't understand at all, and his spirit was not very good. Obviously, he had not recovered from just now. Lao Zheng stretched out his hand and flicked her forehead. The latter closed his eyes and tilted his head softly to Dongzhi's shoulder.

"The little girl is frightened, let her sleep." Old Zheng said.

Solstice continued to ask, "Are they illegally entering the country?"

Lao Zheng said with a sneer: "For special identities like Fujikawa Aoi and Beichihui, in addition to regular entry, they also need to register for a special permit, but they don't have it. They even told me that they are here for a vacation, you believe me!"