After the Yin clan finished explaining what he should have done, Ying Huan had been standing in the wind for almost five minutes, and no matter what, she should have woken up. She wrapped her windbreaker tightly around her body, and the sound of her questioning was trembling slightly, "You... why have you paid for so long? It's not a taxi, can't you get off and pay?"

"Ah, this... I'll talk to him for a while and talk about other topics, weather and financial crisis, etc."

"Weather?" Ying Huan simply stopped ignoring what the Yin clan was saying. Anyway, this guy has been talking too much, and this is not bad. "Forget it, then let's do it, I'm going home."

"Go home? How are you going back?" Yin Clan looked at her with a smile and pointed to the empty road in front of her. "The outsiders in this city are far more than locals. Now it is the Spring Festival and it is the most important festival in this country. Those outsiders cannot stay here. Now they are empty everywhere, so you can't even get a taxi. It's almost ten o'clock in the evening, and most of the buses have been stopped, not to mention... you don't have coins on you. The only metal item is the mobile phone and glasses frame in your bag, which you can't even sit there."

"How do you know about me..." As soon as he said this, Ying Huan suddenly changed his expression and glanced at him with an extremely disgusting look, "What do you mean?"

"Go home with me."

"don't want!"

"Go home with me for one night, and then you will have a car tomorrow morning..."

"No! Do you think this is a third-rate online novel? A girl will go home with a strange man she has known for less than nine hours?" Ying Huan felt that her tone was too heavy for the life-saving man. She said as gentle as she could, "I...I don't mean that, but you...you are so dangerous. If possible, I hope to stay away from you." She took out her cell phone from her schoolbag, "Thank you for your care along the way. I will still keep the business card, but I really don't have to worry anymore. I can call my senior...ah, give my boyfriend, he lives here too, and you will be able to..."

When she moved her gaze away from the glimmering screen of her cell phone, the sound of her words came to an abrupt end.

The Yin clan disappeared.

Ying Huan didn't know when he left, maybe when she said "No!", maybe "You are too dangerous", or maybe she clumsily said a senior who pretended to be a boyfriend... In short, the Yin clan disappeared without a trace, and even Ying Huan's eyes that could see through Yin and Yang could not see how he left. This mysterious and romantic way of exiting undoubtedly left a very shocking impression on the girl. She stood blankly in the middle of the road, tightly holding the big black windbreaker draped on her - this seemed to be the only thing that could prove that the Yin clan did exist.

"A second-rate... a witch hunter?" she murmured to herself.

———

In the south of Hangzhou, in an old street, old residential buildings are immersed in the atmosphere of the New Year. To be honest, it is a particularly difficult thing to find the "New Year atmosphere" in a modern big city. Looking around, there are monsters of reinforced concrete standing everywhere, no difference from usual. Modern people’s concept of the Spring Festival is basically a seven-day holiday, and the fireworks and firecrackers prohibition, which makes the only tradition related to the New Year the Spring Festival only the Spring Festival Gala. On the contrary, in such a small alley with a long construction time, residents will stick some red window flowers on the windows, and a few couplets stained with oil can be seen on the shop on the first floor.

The dark alley is like a thin rib in Hangzhou.

Most stores are closed during the Spring Festival. If you go around the street for a long time, you can't find a place to eat. This makes the only ones that open are particularly conspicuous. They make the Spring Festival business. At this time, people don't have many choices. Even small stores that are disdainful on weekdays have to come in obediently - after all, there is only one that is open within a radius of hundreds of miles.

In this narrow and inconspicuous alley, there is a store that is still open now, and the name is quite unique - called "Grown up with vegetarian food". The owner of this store is an old man, and everyone calls him Lao Sun. It is said that Lao Sun used to be a monk from Jingshi for a while, but later he was secular for some reason. He had no children and had a house in this old city, and his family had a little savings. He had no time to do it, so he opened a vegetarian restaurant. He usually had little business and was basically in a state of being unable to eat enough or starve. However, he could make some vegetarian dishes very delicious, and he could cook vegetarian wontons and vegetarian dumplings and other staple foods. Those who were willing to come here were basically old people who couldn't chew meat.

Now, it was late at night and I thought that no one would come to do business. Lao Sun began to clean up the large and small utensils in the store and prepare to close the door. As soon as he walked out of the kitchen full of oil stains and was so narrow that he could hardly turn around, he found that there was a person sitting in the small store at some point. He clearly didn't come in from the main entrance, but inexplicably appeared on a wooden chair. Lao Sun, holding a plate of plates, was slightly stunned, and then turned around, took the plate back to the kitchen as if nothing had happened, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Come on the bowl of noodles." Yin said weakly, "Add vegetarian chicken and a poached egg. Is poached egg a meat dish?"

"The poached eggs are sold out, I'll sprinkle the chopped green onions for you. You're so good at eating noodles here in the evening. You guys are so good. The old men and women in the community are not as healthy as you..." Lao Sun complained while fiddling with the kitchen utensils on his hands. He pushed the reading glasses on his nose, and his hunched figure moved back and forth in the kitchen, as if a funny shadow puppet drama. The noodles, which contain Chinese characteristics, does not take much time to make, but it is enough to make diners feel the simplest satisfaction. In about two minutes, a bowl of hot noodles was brought up by Lao Sun. He did not walk straight over, but turned around and took out two cans of iced cola from the refrigerator, and pushed the cola and the noodles to the Yin clan with great skill.

"Wow—You are quite fashionable, you are drinking soda." Yin Clan looked at Lao Sun sitting opposite him and couldn't help but sigh, "I have never seen a person over 80 drinking soda."

"That's because you are short-sighted..." Lao Sun poured the iced Coke into his throat with a "gulp" and seemed to feel cold at all. "Where is your 'hiding sky flag'? When I went out, I saw that you were still wearing it."

"It is not called the Tibetan Tianqi, it is called the 'Yi'ui'ui. It is essentially the same series as my 'Wind'ui'ui." Yin clan took two big mouthfuls of noodles into his mouth and said vaguely, "I'll give it to someone else for the time being."

"For the time being? Send it?" Lao Sun looked at him straight, his eyes under the reading glasses emitted a sharp light, "Can I understand it as... you lend a thing that can hide from the sky and steal the sky to a mortal who has no idea of ​​its effectiveness?"

"It's not a mortal, it's a superpower." Yin clan said seriously.

"...Forget it, you said you should give it to me, so you must have your own plans. Just give it to me." Old Sun waved his hand at him and quickly skipped the topic, "The New Year is coming soon... Are you living alone this year?"

"There are still Ajiu at home." The Yin clan looked really hungry. After sucking the bowl of noodles, he was still a little unsatisfied. "I'll let her cook a late-night snack for me after I get home... We plan to have a super small New Year's Eve party at home tomorrow. Are you here?"

"Parties are the things of young people, so I won't interfere. Watch the Spring Festival Gala honestly at home." Lao Sun took out a small and exquisite jade ring from his pocket, put it on the table, and slowly pushed it to the Yin clan, "Compared to this... I have something I want to ask you for help."

"you say."

"This ring... I picked it up from the street. It has some kind of power that can cause and effect, and can easily change the life of a mortal, and it has such a dangerous tendency. In order to avoid the residents here being affected, I simply brought it back before it affected the first person... Of course, all of the above is just speculation, I saw it with my eyes." Lao Sun pushed his reading glasses and continued, "Later I carefully observed the mechanism on the ring. Most of the magic system used in the Western side, and I didn't understand it after studying it for a long time. But don't you have any interaction with those Western Taoists? Just take this ring away. Let it harm you, it is better to harm you than harm the common people."

"...You are so outspoken. What's the name of this? It's those Western Taoists chasing me!" The Yin clan sighed exaggeratedly, shook his head, and took the ring that looked very valuable helplessly. "There's no way, just take it as accumulating virtue and show it to your boss."

Lao Sun smiled unawarely and immediately regained a serious expression, "Boy, although the Heavenly Court sent me to monitor you, I hope our relationship can not be so nervous. It is best to keep it at a level of "If you have nothing to do, you can sit down and drink tea and chat". It does not have to be too far or too close. In this way, I will be able to talk to you, so as not to think that you are unsafe one day, and then send someone from other places to monitor you."

They looked at each other silently for a few seconds, saying everything they wanted to say. In this tacit moment, words became unnecessary.

"Ah, I didn't bring any money." Yin clan suddenly was stunned, "I put my wallet and everything in my windbreaker."
Chapter completed!