How come I was the one being targeted?

The foreign businessman I met in the morning was one of the victims. Although similar problems had occurred several times before, Bai Jun usually solved them on the spot, but this time was an exception.

"As for why............"

Bai Jun put his thumb on his lips and glanced at the mirror beside him inconspicuously.

In the bathroom, where Bai Jun was alone, something indescribable flickered in the mirror. Looking closely, it was like a ghostly fire cutting through the air, flickering on and off...

The next moment, the air flow that was originally as calm as a stagnant pool of water was torn apart. The fingertips of Bai Jun's left hand quickly grabbed diagonally upwards. After a brief whistling sound that broke through the sound barrier, a ball of cyan "flame" suddenly appeared between the index finger and thumb.

"Got you."

Bai Jun pinched the flame on his fingertips like pinching candy, and after feeling the extremely familiar energy fluctuations, he showed a proud expression of "as expected".

Back to the topic just now, the so-called reason is actually quite simple. The feedback from other residents is basically similar problems such as water valve leakage and poor attitude of the Jinren Lane Chamber of Commerce, but this person has encountered many more bad things. When surveying the room in the morning, Bai Jun also vaguely felt the breath of Sui Yang around, but it was too weak, so he did not dare to jump to conclusions.

The reason why he chose to come at night was to confirm this matter, but it turned out that his intuition was quite reliable.

The little guy pinched by the fingertips looks harmless, but if you judge it based on its appearance alone, you will violate the taboo of Xianzhou military strategists. This ball of fire is actually the dangerous evil spirit on the list of Xianzhou Alliance's enemies - Sui Yang, which can also be called the invisible demon fire.

As a rare invisible creature, an energy creature without a fixed form, Sui Yang can usually avoid the frequency band of human visible light, disappear into anonymity, lock onto prey by following the scent of emotions, occupy the body, and turn the host into a walking corpse; if it cannot successfully merge with the host, it will die on the spot, and then Sui Yang will turn to look for the next suitable host. It can be said to be a very scary parasite.

It's worth noting that ordinary Sui Yangs don't like to invade the bodies of immortals, as their long lifespans and excellent resilience make it difficult for them to easily seize their host's will. Therefore, the foxes and barbarians on the immortal boats often become their first targets. Furthermore, Sui Yangs prefer to attach themselves to those with strong desires...

Therefore, the fat foreign businessman perfectly meets all the above conditions!

Looking at this ball of flame that is barely the size of a fingernail, it is fortunate that this newborn Sun is quite weak and does not have the ability to take over another body in the short term. It can only rely on intimidation and other means to harvest emotions for food. Otherwise, this businessman would have been framed long ago. Shouldn't we say this is a blessing in disguise?

It seemed that Bai Jun was pinching it very uncomfortable, or perhaps it imagined the miserable future after being arrested. The ball of fire at its fingertips began to struggle restlessly, biting Bai Jun's fingers like a kitten or puppy, trying to break free in this way.

An inexplicable burning pain came from his body, but for Bai Jun, this level of flame was no different from being kissed by an ant. However, having said that, he still had to at least pretend to scare him: "Don't move!"

"Woo woo!" The flame trembled in a very human way, and nestled obediently in Bai Jun's fingers, not daring to move.

Bai Jun nodded in satisfaction, and relaxed his tone slightly: "By the way, can't you speak?"

"Woooo..."

"Well, that's true. After all, I haven't possessed anyone yet, so I don't have the ability to learn languages."

"Woo?"

"No, if I let you go, you'll definitely go and cause harm to others. You're lucky you met me this time. If you were caught by the Ten Kings, you'd be in big trouble."

"Woooo!!"

"It's no use saying that." After listening to the explanation of the flame, Bai Jun smacked his lips and scratched his cheek in embarrassment.

Every living thing in the universe obeys the orders of some force. Just like a fly learns to fly without being taught, or a spider learns to spin a web without being taught. When people are hungry, they eat; when they are lonely and bored, they seek entertainment to pass the time. The same is true of the sun.

Of course he knew that Sui Yang's act of possessing another's body had nothing to do with good or evil, just like humans eating out of instinct, as if it had been programmed into the soul. There was no right or wrong, it was just a matter of different standpoints.

Sui Yang, who failed to gain Bai Jun's sympathy, was quite depressed. Even the flame in the center dimmed a little. He silently waited to be locked in an invisible cage without sunlight, suffering endless torment and torture.

"You don't need to act pitiful. I won't let you go." Bai Jun sighed, his right hand stroking the hilt of the sword at his waist. "But... you can choose between this sword and the Ten Kings."

Clang——

The crisp sound of the sword being unsheathed rang out, and the unprepossessing long sword was pulled out half an inch. The paleness of the straight blade seemed even more chilling under the full moonlight, but it emitted a heat as intense as a transparent flame.

After Sui Yang smelled this breath, he paused for a moment, then cheered almost crazily.

Feeling its enthusiasm, Bai Jun pinched the ball of Sui Yang and gently touched the handle of the knife as if cracking an egg. In an instant, the ball of green flame could not wait to turn into a ray of light and drilled into the knife.

After the frenzy had completely subsided, he put the calmed blade back into the sheath.

"Okay, let's call it a day!" After dealing with this matter, Bai Jun stretched out in satisfaction, indicating that the busy day had finally come to an end. From now on, all he had to do was lie down on the bed and sleep.

Glancing at the bare bed board, Bai Jun silently gave up the idea of ​​spending the night here. He would rather choose to take a detour home to sleep, and then clean up the place when he has free time in the next few days before moving in.

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot one thing.

Bai Jun seemed to remember something and took out the jade sign from his pocket. The time was exactly around 21 p.m.

I guessed that it was almost time for someone to show up, so I moved my finger slightly and found a friend in the contacts whose avatar was still gray.

[Nan Liujing: Sui Yang has been spotted near the Jinren Lane business district. Could you, the Ten Kings Division, please take some time to investigate?]

As soon as the message was sent, the originally gray avatar immediately lit up, as if it was waiting for him on purpose... No way, that's weird, it's definitely impossible.

【Snow Coat: Got it! 】

[Snowy coat: (Kitten girl gives a thumbs-up expression)]

The other party replied with two messages at the speed of light. Bai Jun looked at the cute emoticons and wondered what was going on with this adult.

[Nan Liujing: ...Watch less weird anime in the future, it'll corrupt you.]

[Snowcoat: Sorry, meow.]

So cute...

Thinking of the delicate and lovely black-haired girl in front of the other party's Yuzhao screen, Bai Jun paused his fingers on the screen and silently deleted the words he wanted to send.

Never mind, since she's so cute I won't bother with it.

Bai Jun put away the jade sign, picked up the half-cold milk tea on the table, and was about to leave to go home when the jade sign in his pocket made another inopportune sound.

Pausing for a moment, Bai Jun took out the jade tablet again. This time, the avatar displayed on the screen was a silver-haired man made up of a bunch of pixels.

【Silver Hacker: Login.】

What? I thought Shi Wangsi was in trouble, but it turns out that he was an online friend I met while playing games some time ago.

Bai Jun raised his eyebrows. As someone who always had a strict schedule, he naturally would not waste time on something as boring as playing games.

What he needs to do now is to go back quickly, take a hot bath, drink a cup of warm milk, do 20 minutes of stretching exercises, go to bed and sleep soundly until dawn, and never leave fatigue and stress to the next day.

【Nan Liujing: It’s too late, I want to go to bed.】

The other party was obviously silent for a while. Just when Bai Jun thought that the other party was going to give up inviting him to play games, two messages that suddenly popped up caught his attention.

【Silver Hacker:???】

【Silver Hacker: Don't sleep, I'll let you play with the Odachi tonight.】

Bai Jun paused for a moment, abruptly stopping the perfunctory words he was editing.

Just think about it... Is this even worth thinking about? Even a moment's hesitation is an insult to the Ōdachi!

[Nan Liujing: Up?]

ps: I update 10,000 words every day. Since the author works so hard, can you please give me some votes?

Image: "Yes, she is very beautiful", Location: "Images/1725373410-100414977-112067214.jpg"

Chapter 8: The nature of the people of the Immortal Boat is always to compromise

The next morning, the alarm clock that was set in advance broke the silence. Listening to the disturbing ringtone, Bai Jun reluctantly got up from the bed, rubbed his sore eyes, and glanced at the surrounding environment in a daze.

"Ah, I accidentally overdo it..."

Feeling so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes, and so tired that he was reluctant to get up, Bai Jun began to regret agreeing to play games with the silver hacker last night.

She was clearly allowed to play with the Odachi at the beginning, but before she had even had half an hour of fun, she inexplicably started to feel stressed.

Such as: [No, buddy?] [Can this dragon be empty?] [The poet holds the poem.]

Then I forced myself to take off the big sword and obediently played supporting role for her...

Just play the supporting role. Fortunately, in the first half of the night, she still maintained a very high level of operation and strategy. She could easily win by fishing in troubled waters. But for some reason, in the second half of the night, her style suddenly changed into a reckless man who only knew how to "bang bang bang, bang bang!" and fought mindlessly. In order to keep up with her rhythm, I couldn't even catch the fish.

Could it be that she was just trying to fool herself?

No, I won’t play with her anymore no matter what you say.

After silently swearing an oath in his heart, Bai Jun struggled to jump out of bed, stepped on the floor barefoot, rubbed his face hard, and then walked into the bathroom with sleepy eyes to wash and comb his hair.

After washing up, facing the mirror, Bai Jun took a deep breath and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

It’s not that he likes to smile. On the contrary, this smile seems a little forced and hypocritical, but at least it can give him a good start to the day.

"Okay, let's try to survive the new day."

After making an ambiguous declaration, Bai Jun opened the door, parted the cold morning mist, and walked onto the quiet street.

Although it is still early in the morning, the temperature is definitely not cold. On the contrary, you can feel the subtle changes of time.

There were only a few people scattered around the street. Bai Jun walked to the breakfast shop he usually went to and ordered a bowl of soda soy milk, a few buns and some fried dough sticks as usual.

A very classic Xianzhoumin breakfast. The buns and fried dough sticks in this store are very delicious. As for the so-called soda bean juice, it is actually made from fermented soy products. Although it is not popular with the public, once you get used to it, you will find that this thing is cool and refreshing, and it tastes very good.

After breakfast, the rustling cold air completely disappeared, and the first ray of sunlight shone down. The tall buildings around could not completely block the sunlight, and it felt quite warm when it fell on his body. Sitting up straight, Bai Jun drank some soy milk, then looked up at the sky. His mood seemed to have become quite good.

He threw a piece of fried dough stick into his mouth and chewed it, his eyes casually cast towards the street near the window.

The cool mist dissipated with the sunshine, and there were obviously many more pedestrians on the road than before. The roller shutters of various businesses were rising with a rattling sound, and familiar neighbors were chatting with each other. It was a peaceful atmosphere, and it was also one of the few leisure moments in Bai Jun's day. Anyway, it was still early before work, so he could rest for a while.

So Bai Jun leaned lazily on the chair, one hand casually placed on the soy milk cup and gently shook it, his eyes slightly closed, quietly enjoying the morning sunshine, his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids, and his whole body exuded a casual and comfortable feeling.

But soon this rare peace was disturbed, and a man in gorgeous robes swaggered into the shop.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Jingfang, the general's younger brother? How come he is so elegant and comes to visit me?" When the shopkeeper saw him, he immediately replaced the waiter and went forward to greet him in person.

"Well, I just happened to pass by your place." Jingfang put her hands behind her back and nodded proudly. Her behavior was full of arrogance, and it was obvious that she had come here more than once or twice.

The shopkeeper didn't seem angry, and a gentle smile remained on his face. Business people value harmony and making money, and they must be vigilant and attentive. Jing Fang, a freeloader, wasn't worth a second glance, but he was a relative of the general. Even beating a dog requires considering its owner, let alone a human.

I just feel so sorry for the general. How could he have such a dandy brother? His entire reputation has been ruined by such a jerk. I wonder if future historians will add the words "connivance and shielding" and "abuse of power for personal gain" to his assessment of him.

While the shopkeeper was muttering in his heart, Jing Fang in front of him spoke again: "Ahem, the general has returned from his hunting tour. I will go to visit him later."

After saying that, he put his hands on his hips and stared at the waiter who was standing there at a loss.

The waiter was stunned by the stare. Seeing this, the shopkeeper, who was well versed in the ways of the world, hurried forward to help. "Please sit down first. I'll make you some tea. When you've eaten and drunk, please go to the Shen Ce Mansion and ask everyone in Chang Letian to say hello to the general and thank him for his continued care."

"Well, thank you for your help." Jingfang nodded, quite satisfied with the shopkeeper's ability to know the current situation.

Jingfang didn't hesitate to pick up the menu and ordered whatever was expensive. She ordered seven or eight dishes in a row before smacking her lips in satisfaction. "Never mind, this is all I have for this early morning."

I threw the menu to the waiter and then started to choose my favorite seat in the restaurant.

There were not many customers dining in the breakfast shop, most of them were office workers taking their food away. But after Jingfang glanced around, her eyes fell on the seat by the window on the far left. Sitting by the window, she could just see the scenery on the street and enjoy the warm sunshine.

"That's right, I want to sit there." Jingfang pointed to that seat and shouted to the waiter beside her.

"Sir, sir, but there are other guests sitting there."

Even though the shopkeeper had instructed him to do everything possible to satisfy this gentleman, the waiter still couldn't help but whisper a reminder.

Jingfang raised her eyebrows. After hearing what the waiter said, she realized that there was someone sitting in that seat, but the person's presence was too low, and she hadn't paid attention to it before, so she didn't see it clearly.

But why did that person's back look familiar? Never mind, it didn't matter. All I had to do next was to show him my "identity". I was sure no one would be so tactless.

Thinking of this, Jingfang straightened his collar and walked up to Bai Jun with a swagger. But before he could speak, his eyes widened and the words on the tip of his tongue were abruptly blocked.

The young man in sight was just wearing an ordinary white shirt and black suit pants. His silver hair looked messy but not sloppy. What attracted people's attention the most was his eyes that were as clear as lake blue gemstones.

However, the moment Jingfang looked into those azure eyes, he immediately understood where this inexplicable sense of familiarity came from. Dead memories resurfaced like a tide, as if the blood in his bones had solidified.

At this moment, only one thought flashed through Jingfang's mind: Marula!

"What do you want?"

Bai Jun leaned back in his chair, chewing the fried dough sticks expressionlessly, but his eyes were fixed on Jing Fang, who was trembling all over. Although his tone was gentle, Jing Fang could feel the anger in his deep blue eyes.

"Oh my, this is really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. You should have told me you were here..." Jingfang's sweat dripped from his forehead. He rubbed his hands nervously, hesitating, not knowing what to say in his excuse.

"Don't say that. You are the general's brother, dear Mr. Jingfang."

"Oh my, no, no, no! Master, please don't tease me, just call me Jing Qi, just Jing Qi!" Jing Fang's legs trembled with fear after hearing what Bai Jun said, and her attitude was so terrified that she almost knelt down and kowtowed on the spot.

Of course, he couldn't be General Jingyuan's younger brother. It was just that in the Xianzhou dialect, "Yuan" and "Qi" looked similar, so people would often joke that he and General Jingyuan were related. One day, he suddenly had an idea, thinking it might be a way to make a living, so he called himself that.

But this person was different. He vaguely remembered that when he passed by the Shen Ce Mansion, there were two young figures standing beside the general, chatting and laughing. One of them was the young and popular General Yanqing, and the other was the living ancestor in front of him!

Although I don't know whether this gentleman is a brave guard beside the general or something else, his identity is definitely not someone a scoundrel like me can cheat!

Jingfang is regretting it so much now. If she had known, she would not have chosen this time to come out and eat and drink for free. Now, she has been caught by the big shot around the general. It is a blessing from the Emperor's Bow that she was not sunk into the bay.

"No, I think Jingfang sounds better than Jingqi." Looking at Jingfang's miserable appearance with tears in her eyes, Bai Jun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and inadvertently revealed a fox-like smirk.

"You, you can call me whatever you like..." Jing Fang suppressed the strong urge to vomit due to fear, and squatted trembling in front of the gentleman's table. He now felt that his Danfu disease was about to come back, and he just wanted to get back to the bridge as soon as possible. He didn't want to eat for free, and just wanted to be alive.

Bai Jun didn't rush to ask further questions. Instead, he crossed his legs and stared at Jing Fang with interest: "Do you know who I am?"

"No, I don't know..." Jingfang had seen similar gangster movies, and always knew that the extras who knew the identity of the boss would die, so he could not admit it no matter what.