soul collector

The car was bumping and bumping, Tang Xiu fell on the seat and gradually fell asleep.He dreamed of going back to the elevator he met for the first time, and then, like a movie, he found that the guy lived in the opposite door, that guy came to eat, he went to record a variety show, and the guy sent messages in the middle of the night to harass...

The dream is a sweet dream, but the dreamer is always restless. For the first time in ten thousand years of walking, Tang Xiu experienced what it means to be in a state of suspense, and he couldn't let it go no matter what.

The car jerked and stopped. Before Pan Jie could speak, Tang Xiu had already opened his eyes. His black pupils seemed sober and calm in the dark night. Tang Xiu looked out the window, "What's wrong?"

Chi Long next to him also woke up, and looked at the front, back, left, and right sides of the seat, Pan Jie patted him to make him sit obediently, coughed and said: "It's okay, the road condition is too bad, the tire crushed a big rock. "

"Don't, don't, don't be a tire puncture, it's broken."

Ye Zhiheng said: "The tire pressure on the dashboard is normal, but just to be on the safe side, I'll go down and have a look." He reached out to pick the lock on the car door as he spoke. It's 04:30 in the morning, and it's still dark outside. There was a lot of paint, and the whimpering of the wind could be heard very clearly through the car doors and windows.

Tang Xiu suddenly said: "You wait."

"what?"

Tang Xiu turned his head to look at Chi Long, "Go and see."

"me?"

"Yes. Go down and kick the four tires one by one to see if there is any abnormality."

"Oh." Chi Long nodded, feeling nothing wrong, but he was about to get out of the car when Pan Jie, who was sitting in the co-pilot, suddenly turned around and grabbed his arm.

Pan Jie had always been rough with him, but this time it seemed that he was using extra force. Chi Long hissed subconsciously, feeling that a ring of bruises must have been pinched under the sleeves of his clothes.

"You, what are you doing?"

But Pan Jie didn't look at Chi Long, he didn't look at Chi Long in the usual way, and there was a rare sharpness in the depths of those eagle eyes, even the female soul collector who forced a confession that day was not as cold as it is now.

He looked at Tang Xiu, "Senior, what do you mean?"

"Literally." Tang Xiu said calmly.

"Are you going to use Chi Long as bait?"

Hearing this, Chi Long felt as if his ass had been stabbed all of a sudden, "Damn me..."

"Jiang Qiao's whereabouts are unknown, you want to test Han Yang with my successor?"

The atmosphere in the carriage was extremely awkward and tense, Ye Zhiheng huddled in the driver's seat and listened to the quarrel between the two seniors, one was the oldest with [-] years of experience, and the other was the second oldest with nearly [-] years of experience, neither of them could be offended.

He tried to hold his breath, trying to reduce his sense of existence to zero.

Tang Xiu didn't speak, Pan Jie suddenly sneered, "Senior, I respect you for helping you. I can understand that you lost your beloved, but isn't it a little unfair to risk my successor like this?"

Tang Xiu raised his eyes slowly after hearing the words, "I haven't lost it, you should have said it a little earlier."

After a moment of silence in the carriage, Tang Xiu said again: "First, the soul-collecting banner is safely under your noses and there is no danger around here. Second, you and I are both in the car, and even Ye Zhiheng, a junior, is far superior to Han Yang in terms of qualifications, what are you doing?"

"I……"

"It's not up to you to judge the old ancestor's plan." Tang Xiu's voice was not loud, but Chi Long beside him was already shaking like a humanoid sieve, and said in a crying voice: "Don't, don't, don't make noise, I'll go down, go down and look, and come back after looking."

Pan Jie didn't say anything more, and when Chi Long got out of the car, Tang Xiu suddenly said, "If anything happens to me this time, you will be the oldest soul collector in the world."

"What?" Pan Jie suspected that he had heard wrong.

"Some things are not suitable for children to listen to, so I asked him to get out of the car." Tang Xiu lowered his eyelashes halfway, lay down on the seat again, and said in a very soft tone: "This is a game of life and death. If the rebels win, then I think the era of soul collectors may really be declining. I hope you can reconsider developing Chi Long as an inheritor."

"Are you crazy?" Pan Jie's eyes widened, "What are you talking about? Could it be that No.80 has a ray of uncollected soul right in front of you, but you just gave up?"

"Ah."

"In your place, can you do it?"

Tang Xiu looked at Pan Jie, he was very familiar with the paranoia in those eyes, just like himself who had walked ten thousand years before meeting Jiang Qiao and still did not give up.Even though Jiang Qiao's whereabouts are unknown now, subconsciously, he still wants to cultivate success and complete virtue.

The soul collector's desire for perfection is probably the longest obsession in the world.

Chi Long had finished kicking the four wheels one by one, and even lay down on the ground to check carefully with the light of his mobile phone, stood up and patted his buttocks and gave everyone an OK sign through the car window.Seeing that he was coming back, Tang Xiu suppressed his emotions and said, "I just said my opinion, you can refer to it."

Chi Long opened the car door, "The tires of Luntetete are in good condition, but you can continue to set off."

Pan Jie hummed, "The four roulu have been watching for so long, they are so stupid."

Chi Long has long been used to being damaged, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He wiped off the dust on his hands with two paper towels, but when he looked up, he saw Pan Jie looking at him with his neck stretched.

There seemed to be more emotion in those eyes than usual, which he couldn't understand.

Chi Long took a deep breath without stuttering, "What's the matter?"

"Look at you." Pan Jie paused, "Look at your stupidity."

Chi Long rolled his eyes, "Just, just, you're the smart one. Go, go to heaven."

Ye Zhiheng suddenly laughed, waved his hands and said, "Let's go ahead and look for it, maybe we'll find it soon."

Tang Xiu hummed, and looked at the time, "Go back if you don't get anything before six o'clock, and look for it later in the evening."

"it is good."

When it was dawn, the people in the car were about to fall asleep, and even Ye Zhiheng, who was driving, had his eyelids battered.

A rustling sound suddenly sounded in the carriage, and Ye Zhiheng stepped on the brakes. If it wasn't for the seat belt, Chi Long would have been able to fly out of the back seat.

Tang Xiu came to his senses in an instant. He grabbed the soul flag and saw that all eighty souls moved abnormally.

"That's right here." Tang Xiu glanced out of the window. In the early morning, there was a thick fog, and the mountain could not be seen clearly.Pan Jie tapped his phone and said, "This area is called Jiaotu Mountain. Because it is too barren and there are no precious animals and plants, it has not been developed."

"Jiaotu..." Tang Xiu frowned, rummaged through his memory, and remembered something, "Jiaotu, the ninth son of the dragon?"

"Correct."

The shape of the pepper is like a snail, with a restrained and quiet temperament, and it is extremely protective of the family. If outsiders dare to break into his territory, they will be attacked by them. It is for this reason that people have been using its image as a door after the disappearance of the ancient Jiaotu god. Lock the door knocker, which means that the house is safe from theft, and the family is safe.

Unable to explain why, Tang Xiu's mind was filled with the appearance of Jiao Tu thousands of years ago.

Jiaotu is definitely not good-looking. The dragon has nine sons, each of which is uglier than the other, and it is probably the ugliest.The eyes and ears are triangular, the beard and hair are few, and the huge bulbous nose occupies three-quarters of the width of the face.

Jiaotu is the youngest of the Nine Sons of the Dragon, and the last sleeping god in ancient times.Jiaotu's deep sleep represents the end of the age of gods, and the prosperity of mortals has only truly begun since then.It held a ring in its mouth when it was sleeping, and some people once speculated that it was God's nostalgia for the world, but later, mortals knew that it was protecting the earth, and simply cast the shape of its head, and together with the ring in its mouth, it was a knock on the door.Few people use it in this era, but in ancient times, it can be seen everywhere on the door of everyone's big house.

Tang Xiu was thinking about those trivial matters that should have been drowned in the wilderness long ago. Pan Jie had already found a picture on his mobile phone and showed it to him. It was a door knocking picture made with the image of a pepper picture.The ring in Jiaotu's mouth looks very embarrassing.

But all those who live forever seek perfection, and that kind of obsession is indeed beyond the comprehension of mortals.

Before the ancestor could speak, Chi Long giggled and said, "This monster is long, long, like, like tender, tender and five-sided."

Pan Jie slapped him on the head, "I know how to eat!"

Chi Long covered his head and hid back, "Obviously it is, look—" He glanced at the picture again with his small eyes, curled his lips, "No, Liu, Liufang."

It was as if something was electrified and flashed across Tang Xiu's heart for a moment, he raised his head suddenly, "What did you say?"

Chi Long was taken aback, and whispered, "Nenniu five, no, six, six directions."

Pan Jie seemed to understand, and turned to look at Tang Xiu, "Senior..."

Tang Xiu slowly licked his lower lip, "When you look at this picture, what is your first reaction?"

"I know what Jiaotu looks like, so I won't be surprised by this great god. But every time I see this kind of picture or real object, I can't help but look at the ring hanging from it. It's a little... sympathetic."

Tang Xiu hummed, and said in a low voice: "Ordinary people will be attracted by the rare hexagon, but soul collectors can only pay attention to the ordinary circle, because soul collectors know the meaning of circle."

Ye Zhiheng suddenly said: "Doesn't the six-pointed star also have meaning? It symbolizes new life or something."

Tang Xiu raised his eyebrows, "How do you know?"

"Hey, don't take it seriously, I'll just say it casually. This is what I see in anime. Those things drawn by otaku and otaku in the late stage of secondary illness, I don't know if it's real or not."

Tang Xiu glanced at him, thought for a long time and said, "Everyone get out of the car, let's go to Jiaotu Mountain to have a look."

"it is good."

Everyone picked up their things one after another, and Tang Xiu grabbed the soul-collecting flag in his hand. This old thing was already too anxious, and it would only be a little more peaceful in the hands of its master.Tang Xiu looked down, there was no movement in No.80 soul grid, and all other soul grids responded.

"I'm in the same situation." Pan Jie shook out his soul-collecting banner and gave Tang Xiu a look.

"Ah."

Ye Zhiheng who was behind him suddenly said hesitantly, "Wait a minute..."

"What's wrong?" The two turned their heads to look at him, but saw Ye Zhiheng frowned, seemed a little puzzled, hesitantly opened the soul banner and said, "It's strange, why didn't my soul banner respond at all? broken?"