Smack!
A vicious slap.
Just like the son-in-law who got slapped in those son-in-law webnovels, the beggar spun around several times on the spot. His face held nothing but blank confusion.
"You mangy mutt! Are you blind?"
"Do you know how expensive these clothes are? Can you afford to pay for them?"
Jiang Qiao said viciously.
Bang!
He kicked the steel bowl on the ground flying, then strode forward with his head held high, not even sparing the beggar a proper glance.
"Will this really work?" Wang Kui asked, half-convinced.
As it turned out.
The two of them kept walking for a long way, yet the beggar did not catch up.
"???"
"It really worked?"
This made him question his entire existence.
The supernatural experience he had accumulated over countless years seemed to collapse with a boom at that moment. This top-tier Eighth Tier peak expert seemed to have lived all those years for nothing.
"To deal with a strange tale, you have to find a point of entry. Find the right point, and even ordinary people can survive."
Jiang Qiao spouted nonsense.
He said nothing about the talisman that had flickered slightly in his hand just now.
The old thing could not see it anyway.
For the rest of the journey, the two did not encounter any more Evil Spirits. The mountain villa was utterly deserted. The doors of the various residences stood open or shut, and though there was no wind, they swayed from time to time, creaking as they moved.
However.
The farther in they went, the more wrong the atmosphere felt.
The sky gradually darkened as well, and wisps of moisture even appeared in the air.
"This place is going to rain."
"And when it rains, it will intersect with other Supernatural Spaces. If you are