I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 115 You don’t have to say it, I’m too lazy to listen! Die!

As the black shadow emerged, a cold wind blew in the house.

Not only that, but all the lights went out.

The man on the phone suddenly raised his head and looked out the window.

The curtains in the house were lifted and fluttering.

There was no light except the almost invisible moonlight.

The unreasonable silence made the man feel a strong sense of crisis.

At this time of year, the place below should be brightly lit and bustling with traffic.

But now not only is there no movement, even the orange light of the street lamps can't be seen at all...

Not only that, the phone that had been on a call suddenly stopped ringing due to poor signal.

A chilling feeling came from his back.

An indistinct murmur kept ringing in my ears.

The man's body was stiff and he dared not move at all.

At this point, how could he not know that he had encountered evil?

But he didn't dare to look back, even though the black air he emitted had spread from his feet to the entire room!
But at this point, there is no other way out.

The man suddenly took out the knife from his pocket, turned around and slashed the neck of the person behind him!

But at this moment, the air around him seemed to turn into cement, freezing him in place, unable to move!
At this moment, he could see clearly what was standing behind him.

A woman, wearing a veil, with dark eyes, pale bloodstained skin, and her feet dangling in the air.

The other party just floated in front of him.

The distance between the two was no more than ten centimeters, and the man could even feel the waves of yin energy emitted by the female ghost hitting his face! !

why?
Why did the evil spirit come after him?
He didn't do anything at all...

"Confused?"

A voice suddenly came from the door.

It was a young man, not a ghost, but a human being.

"You...who are you?"

"Haven't you heard of me? You said I was a follower of some devil. Have you forgotten it so quickly?"

Su Fan leaned against the door and said calmly.

"You...are you the wizard?"

"Are you afraid? What are you afraid of?"

Su Fan walked into the room.

"Aren't you witch hunters who specialize in hunting down psychics and people with various abilities? Why be a witch hunter if you're afraid of wizards?"

"..."

The tarot cards rotated one by one in front of the man.

The horrifying image above seemed to come alive, twisting and shaking continuously.

A black figure holding a lantern walked out from behind the curtain...

The rope of the hanged man has been put around the man's neck...

The clown with a weird smile twisted his limbs and stood on the ceiling...

"In the next minute, I will ask you questions and you will answer them. Don't say any unnecessary nonsense. You'd better cooperate, otherwise..."

The monster's roar came from all around.

The man was unable to speak, his legs went weak and he almost fainted.

"Dizzy? Dizziness also counts as time."

Hearing this, the man forced himself to wake up.

Seeing that the other party was sensible, Su Fan found the recording function of the mobile phone and pressed the button.

"What's your name, who are you, and what are you doing here?"

"My name is Anthony Mateo, I'm a witch hunter, and my purpose here is to kill the witch of the Mayfair family."

"Who told you the news about the witch we came here to kill this time?"

"I don't know. I was just following orders. The higher-ups told me the news."

“Who is your superior?”

"We contacted each other through the Internet and did not know each other's real names."

"..."

After a simple one-minute questioning, Su Fan did not get much useful information.

"All the above information is true, and you confessed it willingly, right?"

"……Correct."

After saying this last sentence, Su Fan pressed the stop button.

"...Can you let me go now?"

The man was soaked in cold sweat and asked tremblingly.

After a brief silence, a sneer was heard.

"Did I say I would let you go?"

As soon as these words came out, the man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"I'll leave it to you. Don't hesitate."

Su Fan told the astrologer ghost and left the room directly.

Behind him, the door slammed shut...

What he felt in the hotel before was real murderous intent.

Su Fan would never be merciful to such a person.

The astrologer ghost's strength has been greatly reduced due to the battle with Su Fan, and she is in urgent need of soul replenishment.

Plus, ghosts kill people without leaving any trace.

Su Fan simply let her do it.

After leaving the building, Su Fan began to think.

It's a pity that we didn't get the crucial confession, but it's not a complete failure.

Ron's mother, Dill, must have just escaped from the house today.

After Dill, who had been under house arrest for thirty years, was released, he had very few people to turn to first.

A little research will reveal who it is.

That man was involved in Dill's death.

The death of the previous witch means that Lashe's resurrection process has taken another step forward.

Whoever benefits the most is also the most suspicious.

The person who leaked the information must have a close relationship with Lashe, and it is possible that there is even some hidden contract between them.

In this family that rose to power with the help of demons, who wouldn’t desire Lashe’s power?

Ron is such a stubborn woman, but she still wants to trace her ancestral roots. I'm afraid she will be eaten like her mother, without leaving even a bone.

Suddenly, Su Fan paused and frowned. …

After Ron returned to his room, he took a bath in a daze.

He walked to the bed and sat facing the window.

Those blue eyes reflected the sky outside, gradually dimming.

The Qingxin Talisman on her chest emitted some refreshing air, which flowed into her heart.

Ron's eyes finally had some color.

She couldn't help but take it out.

Just now, Ron once again thought of his adoptive mother who died of illness, and his biological mother who died just after he met her.

Just when the grief was about to tear her heart apart, the Heart Cleansing Talisman helped her calm down.

It was like a last straw, ensuring that she would not collapse from excessive grief.

Ron's reason told her that she couldn't continue to be depressed like this, she had to cheer up quickly.

but……

At this moment, bursts of drum beats suddenly came from outside.

Ron couldn't help but stick his head out of the window, and saw a group of people in strange costumes carrying a coffin passing through the street.

People sang and danced, holding up portraits of the deceased, without showing any sadness at all.

They don't seem to be afraid of death, and have different understandings of the departure of their relatives and friends.

Seeing the people of New Orleans like this, Ron seemed to feel a little better.

An old woman came over. She seemed to see the sadness on Ron's face and started to comfort him.

"Death is only a temporary separation, we will meet them again."

“No one really leaves…”

This view of death was refreshing to Ron.

Just then, a woman selling drinks walked by.

The old woman called the other person down and bought a bottle of drink for Ron.

Ron couldn't refuse such kindness and friendliness, so he had to accept it.

Seeing this, a mysterious smile appeared on the old woman's lips.

But just as Ron was about to open the bottle and drink the drink, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"Would you like to give me one too?"

The two turned around and saw a young man walking out from the shadows.

The moment Ron saw the other person's face clearly, a look of unnaturalness appeared on his face.

"Master Fansu..."

Behind Ron, the old woman's smile gradually disappeared, and she stared at Su Fan's face, as if she wanted to engrave him into her soul.

But soon, her expression returned to normal and she smiled again.

"Is this your friend, girl?"

"Well, he is indeed my friend..."

Ron really found it difficult to explain the relationship between himself and Su Fan, so he just admitted it directly.

It was not until Su Fan walked in that Ron suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"Master Fansu, what you are holding is..."

"Sword. Never seen it before?"

"Why did you suddenly think of taking a sword?"

Ron didn't know that Su Fan knew swordsmanship, so he asked curiously.

"Just think of it as a way to blend in with the environment."

Su Fan's tone was very casual.

Ron looked around and then looked at Su Fan.

Compared to the funeral procession in strange costumes, Su Fan, holding a sword, was very low-key, even inconspicuous.

Really blends into the environment.

"Are you here just to join in the fun?"

"Well, I want to go out and relax..."

"Are you carrying all the talismans I gave you?"

"of course."

Behind Ron, the old woman who heard the conversation between the two looked at Su Fan with an increasingly unfriendly look, filled with anger and murderous intent.

Su Fan suddenly grinned.

"It seems that this lady is not very friendly."

"Did I offend you somewhere before?"

"No, how could it be..."

When the old woman heard this, the previous negative emotions in her eyes disappeared.

"Didn't we just meet?"

Ron suddenly sensed a strange atmosphere. She looked at Su Fan, then at the old woman beside her.

At this moment, she seemed to understand something, and she turned her back to Su Fan and slowly backed away.

From the beginning, Su Fan had no good face towards the old woman...

There is only one possibility...

"You're not going to reveal your true self yet?"

Su Fan was still smiling, but the old woman's face gradually became gloomy when she saw that her plan had failed.

Her face was distorted, her height increased rapidly, and finally she turned into an adult man!

Ron saw the whole scene, which made him terrified!
"Don't be afraid of me, Ron."

The man was handsome and his voice was pleasant.

He looked at the horrified Ron and spoke gently.

"I am your demon, a being that has served the Mayfair family witches for generations."

"To you, I am your arm, your sword and your shield."

"I won't hurt you..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Fan interrupted him.

"Really? Then do you dare to tell her your purpose?"

"Do you dare to tell her who your contractors are and what they have done?"

"And what happened to the twelve witches before her?"

Lashe was prepared for Su Fan's questioning, but before he could open his mouth, Su Fan interrupted him again.

"Forget it, you don't have to say it, I'm too lazy to listen."

"Death!"

The sound has not yet arrived, but the sword light has arrived first!
(End of this chapter)