Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei.

Chapter 425: The Spell That Is Strong and Vigorous Enough to Burn All Filthy Things
Old Tang felt like he had encountered a supernatural event.

To use the words from my hometown in China, it means being entangled by unclean things.

Ever since he last dreamed of the young man who called himself Constantine, the other party would wait for him in the bronze city on time almost every night.

Every time Constantine was called "brother" with full of resentment and sorrow, Old Tang felt like the most irresponsible bastard in the world. But he didn't know Constantine at all, and he couldn't remember when he had provoked a similar existence.

He was just a small hunter who had just entered the industry and only took simple tasks on the hunter website to earn a living. He dared not touch anything dangerous. How could he be targeted by such a powerful "ghost spirit" for no reason?
As the number of encounters in dreams increased, the resentful aura lingering around the round-necked boy named Constantine became increasingly strong, and in recent days it has even felt like there was a bit of black fog surrounding him.

What's even more outrageous is that every time the guy in the dream shows up, he would ask to transfer three hundred dollars to him. After that, when Lao Tang wakes up, he will find an extra transfer record of three hundred dollars in his bank account. The most frustrating thing is that the transfer record does not record who the recipient account is.

The money from the Hunter website was not legal income, so Old Tang didn't dare to call the police, otherwise the most powerful tax department in the United States would come to his house to check the water meter.

Being haunted by evil spirits is not a big deal, but having the hard-earned money taken away by others is something that Old Tang absolutely cannot tolerate.

You have to know that there is only a little over 50,000 US dollars in his card. Even if he doesn't eat or drink and lets the money be deducted slowly, it can only last for more than five months!
To this end, he successively adopted the methods of transferring deposits and cashing out, but no matter which account he transferred the money to, or took out the money and changed it into cash and hid it in the shoe cabinet, the damn vengeful spirit could always easily take away the three hundred yuan a day.

In order to get rid of this nightmare ghost that was like a thorn in his side, and to protect his only remaining 40,000 US dollars, Lao Tang ran to churches, fortune-telling shops, and Chinatown in Chicago, and got all the exorcism items he could collect, preparing to fight a life-and-death battle with Constantine tonight!
Looking at the holy water, cross, Jesus statue, Virgin Mary statue, Guanyin statue, peach wood sword, Guan Erye statue, relic that looks like kidney stone, and patinated Buddhist beads placed at the bedside...

With the model of Ultraman Tiga, the Autobot leader Optimus Prime, the Decepticon leader Megatron, and the expensively customized pillows of goddess Belldandy and Ulud in his arms, Old Tang finally felt a little safe.

Lying on the bed covered with talismans, Old Tang stared at the extremely ugly photo of Ruhua picking her nose on the ceiling for two minutes before closing his eyes. Then he slowly closed his eyes and prepared to fight Constantine to the death.

Hugging the pillow with two goddesses painted on it tightly, Old Tang silently recited a spell in an unknown language.

This was told to him by a handsome fortune teller in a suit when he was being cheated in Chinatown. He said it was an extremely powerful and masculine spell that could burn away all filth and must be used with adequate preparation.

Moreover, the fortune teller specifically pointed out that the one targeting him was a vengeful spirit called a greedy ghost. If he wanted to get rid of it completely and without further trouble, it would be best to prepare an exorcism ceremony in a place with abundant wealth.

Otherwise, even if you temporarily get rid of the entanglement of the greedy ghost, it will soon come back. Only by expelling it from the place where rich people gather can the evil spirit shift its target.

Old Tang agreed with this, so he chose between the wealthy area of ​​Manhattan and Wall Street. He picked the financial center where hundreds of millions of dollars were spent every minute as the best place to exorcise the demon, and spent a lot of money to book a room in the hotel closest to Wall Street.

“*&￥$…#@%&…”

The mysterious and obscure spell echoed in the luxurious hotel suite, and the solemn expression on Old Tang's face gradually eased.

Although the fortune teller didn't have many customers because of his young and handsome appearance, it turned out that he really had some skills.

He had just started the spell when he felt warm all over, as if he was bathing in a bathtub full of hot water.

With this magical spell, there is no need to worry about the resentful spirits disappearing!

This is sure!

Old Tang felt at ease, and the voice of the mantra he chanted became more solemn, while the warmth surrounding him became hotter, as if it had turned from the morning sun to the scorching sun at noon.

Is this the feeling of using the most powerful and yang fire to burn evil spirits and filth? It seems a bit intoxicating!
Obviously, the temperature had risen to a terrifyingly high level that could cause dehydration and death to a person, but Old Tang, who was surrounded by all kinds of exorcism items, did not feel uncomfortable at all. He even felt that the temperature was not high enough and wanted it to be raised a little higher.

Just as this thought came to his mind, a deafening bang was heard outside the window, and Manhattan, shrouded in darkness, suddenly became as bright as day.

The sky was shaking and the air was trembling, as if the sky was on fire.

……

"On Christmas Eve, Wall Street in Manhattan, New York, was suspected to have been attacked by terrorists. The entire block was bombed into ruins, and the casualties were unknown. The US Department of Foreign Affairs held a press conference to strongly condemn..."

As soon as the TV was turned on, the news on the international channel appeared. Eri sat cross-legged on the sofa, watching the huge explosion that lit up the night sky of Manhattan. She tilted her head and decisively changed the channel.

She is still a child and doesn't understand the international situation.

"Recently, 'Dragon Quest: The Legend of the Dragon Slayer' was released simultaneously around the world and has been well received by critics and audiences around the world. China now has its own magical masterpiece!"

The remote control stopped working after switching to the movie channel. Eri grabbed the big-headed bear knight doll beside her and watched the report on "The Legend of the Japanese Dragon Slayer" without blinking, while her hands gently scratched and rubbed the big furry ears, as if she was using this method to express her inner joy.

On the day of the winter solstice, the magical adventure movie starring her, Lu Mingfei and others was officially released. Because of the almost pervasive publicity and promotion, the overly bizarre... plot with all kinds of joys and sorrows, and the extremely realistic special effects that made people think they were real shots, even the currently popular "The Lord of the Rings 3: Return of the King" was inevitably affected. It can be said that it was the talk of the town.

Thinking about the classmates in the class discussing how the male and female protagonists in the movie were very similar to herself and Sakura, Eri couldn't help but smile.

Although she really wanted to show off and tell her classmates with a smile that it was actually her and Sakura's true experience, but Dame, the magician said that she couldn't do that.

"What are you laughing at, you silly guy." Lu Mingfei, who had just finished a thrilling game of StarCraft, walked out of the game room and saw Eri sitting on the sofa, grinning foolishly. He couldn't help but walk up to her and tap her head.

Eiry shook her head to get rid of the mischievous hand, then turned her head slightly to look at Lu Mingfei, raised her finger and pointed at the picture playing on TV, which happened to be the scene where the red giant flew over and violently kicked the Yamata no Orochi.

"Haven't you watched this movie ten times? Why are you still so happy?" Lu Mingfei was speechless.

Ever since their movie was released, the girl has been obsessed with it. Not only does she want him to accompany her to the cinema after school every day, but after coming back she also has to stare at the TV to watch the entertainment news and see how the media and film critics praise the movie.

"Hehe." Seeing that Lu Mingfei could not empathize with her, Eiry hummed and turned her head away, ignoring him, watching the host and guests praising the show with relish.

Seeing this, Lu Mingfei reached out and tied the girl's soft red long hair into two knots in a mean manner, then walked into the kitchen with satisfaction.

More than two months have passed since Eri came to China and came to this family. By now, she has long bid farewell to her plastic Mandarin and speaks fluent Chinese.

But perhaps because she spoke too little in the past, she still doesn't like to talk much now.

Of course, that's when facing other people.

When she's with her family and friends, she's still as chatty as she was when she first used the writing board to communicate. So cute.

At this time in the Xia family, there was a red-haired guy sitting in the living room, and there was another red-haired guy in the kitchen, whispering with the ponytailed little dragon girl about something.

Noticing that the kitchen door was opened, Nuonuo and Xia Mi turned around at the same time and covered the things on the dining table behind them tightly.

After seeing that the person coming was Lu Mingfei, the two girls with cream on their faces finally breathed a sigh of relief and said dissatisfiedly: "Why did you come in? Get out, get out, don't make trouble!"

"I just came in to get a drink, it doesn't bother you at all." Lu Mingfei took out two cans of happy water from the refrigerator, pushed the door and left under the angry glares of two girls with bad tempers and who were not cute at all.

After the annoying Lu Mingfei left, Nuonuo and Xia Mi stepped forward, locked the kitchen door, and then returned to the dining table to continue decorating the cake prepared for Eri.

Today is December 12th, Christmas, the day when Christians commemorate the birth of Jesus, and also Eri's birthday.

As Eri's best sisters, they all thought of making a handmade cake for her. After Master Xia helped make the cake base, it was their turn to make the cake with their "powder and paint" in hand.

"Xia Nuo, I heard that your fiancé prepared a gun for you as a birthday present. Did you prepare a return gift for him on his birthday at the end of last month?" Xia Mi grabbed the piping bag with both hands, trying hard to control the urge to decorate the cake base with a circle of cream petals. She looked like a little girl who loved gossip.

"He's not my fiancé, at best he's just a pen pal." Nono rolled her eyes and looked for the best place to write with the icing pen she used to write on the cake:
"You don't know how much effort I put into bringing the gift he gave me back home. Besides, it's impossible to use firearms in China."

Thinking of the birthday present that is still gathering dust in the safe at home, Nuonuo was a little speechless: "Xia Di said that guy likes sailing and racing, so I gave him a Bugatti Veyron model as a return gift."

"It's a good idea to reciprocate and marry someone of equal status." Xia Mi smiled mischievously, her smile full of a poor girl's longing for the love between a rich girl and a noble young master.

However, Nuo Nuo was very perceptive and had long seen through the dark heart hidden under Xiao Long Nu's cute appearance. She directly teased her, "When I had my birthday before, your good brother also gave me a gift."

"He also gave gifts to your fiancé on his birthday, and they were all knives!" Xia Mi snorted and was not fooled at all.

It was already difficult for her to have a stupid brother, but she didn't expect that this new brother looked normal on the surface, but in fact his brain had been damaged by practicing with swordsmanship, and every day he was thinking about chopping or beheading Xia Jiba.

A few days ago, I came to ask her what color knife Eri liked.

I like hair scalp so much, did I get stabbed too many times in my previous life?
The two chatted and laughed, joking with each other like ordinary best friends. No one would have thought that one of them was a survivor of a genocide, and the other was the Dragon King who was planning to kill his brothers to survive the world-destroying disaster.

"Crack!"

The door was pushed open, and Xia Di walked in carrying two large boxes in his hands, followed by Chu Zihang who was carrying many bags.

"Eriyi, stop watching TV and go take a shower first. I'll take you out for something delicious later." After putting down the two large boxes, Xia Di found an excuse to get Eriyi away, and then took Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei to start setting up the scene.

After Eri finished her bath and changed into her newly bought skirt, she was in a good mood and planned to go out for a delicious meal with the magician, but she found that the house was dark and she could not sense any breath of anyone.

"Hmm?" The girl uttered a confused sigh, and then subconsciously called out someone's nickname: "Sakura? Have you set off?"

"Guess." A familiar voice sounded in her ears. Eri wanted to turn her head to look, but was gently held down by a big hand. Then, the dark room suddenly burst into warm light.

In the living room, I don't know when a sparkling light strip has been hung up, and red balloons and pink crystals are hung on the wall, forming a beautiful blessing:

"Happy birthday, Eri!"

A spotlight fell from the ceiling, shrouding Eri.

She looked at the dining table where she usually ate. There was a three-layer cake covered with butter candy and strawberries, a table full of delicious food, and friends gathered around the table waiting for her to blow out the candles...

My eyes felt inexplicably sore and my cheeks felt wet for some reason, as if drops of water were running down them.

Eri knew that those were called tears.

"Don't cry so quickly, you will be moved later. If you shed all your tears too early, it will be very embarrassing to receive gifts later." Xia Di deserves the name of atmosphere destroyer. He completely ruined the tearful atmosphere with just one sentence.

The excitement of celebrating her first birthday was ruthlessly destroyed by Xia Di. No matter how much Eri respected the magician, she wanted to follow Xia Mi's example and grab his arm and bite him hard.

Damn it, can’t you let me be touched a little more?

Because of Xia Di's interruption, the birthday progress bar fast-forwarded to the part of making a wish and blowing out the candles.

Eri wore a crown made of greeting card paper by Lu Mingfei on her head. She clasped her hands together and made a wish that no one knew... except Xia Di, and then gently blew out the candle.

On the cake, it said "Happy 12th Birthday Erii". Because it was in Chinese and hand-painted by Nono herself, there was no mistake like "NoNo".

During the gift-giving session, a hand-woven red rope appeared on Eri's wrist. It was a small prop made of simple materials by the King of Earth and Mountain, who had some knowledge of alchemy. It was said that it could be used to call Xia Mi from a distance, and its range of use was about the size of a small community.

There seemed to be no use except calling her home for dinner.

Nono's gift was a pair of delicate and small four-leaf clover earrings, similar to the style she was wearing.

Chu Zihang... let's not talk about him, he's just a ruthless swordsman.

Lu Mingfei's gift was quite creative. He found a game called "Minecraft" in Xia Di's game library and spent half a month recreating the scene of the two of them watching the sunset on the cliff of Meizuji Town in it, which moved Eri very much.

As for Xia Di, he didn't have much to show for it. He just made a few Saint Seiya figures using gold bricks he picked up from a ruined street.

Well, the gold version of the Bronze Five.

(End of this chapter)