Spiritual Path

The space is murky, the roads overlap, extremely spooky. In the East, the buildings were crooked and deformed, in the West, large fire fields sent smoke into the sky.

Streams of people wandered in the direction of the gray fog. Some people lost their arms and legs, some had an eye pierced, and some had only half their head left.

Many Big City.

Hearing in the wind is a groaning sound, pitiful and terrifying at the same time.

In the sky, a strange black vortex, constantly curled as if it wanted to drill through a few layers of clouds.

"Finally... I'm back... Ha ha... I'm back to find you guys!"

***

The night sky was empty, the wind gently blowing.

The street lights shone down on the boulevard, emerging a bit of an eerie pale yellow. A black shadow passed by, very quickly, then a white shadow passed.

Earth.

"Stop it, stop it!"

The sound just now woke a young man in bed. He opened his eyes dejectedly, rubbing his head with his hand. His hand captures the alarm clock: 03:10 am.

"Can't even sleep!" The young man spoke in annoyance, then recalled the direction of the original cry. It's on the balcony.

Who is out on the balcony at this time? Maybe stealing?

The young man immediately woke up, his eyes wide open, his hands pushed the blanket aside. He jumped out of bed, quickly turned on the light, the light shining on his solid body, delicate face. He walked steadily, his breathing was steady, especially his two very charismatic black eyes.

His name is Amory, twenty-two years old, an employee of a winery company. Every day he has to run around the street to meet partner, and at the weekend he has to drink more or less.

Incidentally, today is the weekend, he was a bit drunk, intending to sleep comfortably. Yet he lost sleep right now, his stomach was boiling. If there was a thief, he would punch it, then throw it in the trash can downstairs.

But Amory opened the balcony door, looking back and forth, only the railing and a few small flower pots. The wind was cold, but besides that, he did not find anything satisfactory.

Or when he sleep and dream? Apparently Amory sounded very accurate.

As a result, seeing no one, Amory turned around and went inside the house.

"Three-Legged Dragon!"

The voices outside came to Amory, startling him. He was not afraid, but surprised by what he just said. A familiar saying, he hadn't heard of it in a long time.

Amory turned to look, and on the balcony, loomed two people over two meters tall.

One was dressed in black, wearing a hat with a top that was more than three heads high, it was monstrous. The person next to his was also dressed in the same way, but all white.

The man in black has a big round belly, a fierce face, white eyebrows, big eyes, and looks uncomfortable. There was a line of yellow letters running down the front of his long hat: Peaceful World.

Amory knew he was called the Black Demon.

As for the white shirt, the face is sad, the eyebrows are drooping, the figure is a little thinner. On the cap it says: Once Met Have Money.

His name is White Demon.

These two are always together, nicknamed the Black White Impermanent, the position of Management Demon in Limbo.

Importantly, they are all friends of Amory. But Amory hadn't seen them for two years now, he didn't know why they were showing up now, in his house.

"Long time no see!" Black Demon said.

"Long time no see!" Amory replied.

"Three-Legged Dragon, actually..."

White Demon said, Amory interrupted with his hand. "Don't call me that, Three-Legged Dragon is dead!"

"Master, it's dangerous this time, the sky of Many Big City has been punctured, a lot of evil spirits have escaped, we need your help!" The Black Demon looked earnestly at Amory and said.

"Even the Management Demon asked for help?" Amory lowered her head thoughtfully, then looked up, smiling. "Two people see! My current life is very good, with a house, a car, no longer living on the street."

"The unkind person!" The Black Demon was angry and was about to turn away, but the White Demon pulled back.

"Master, everyone can leave you, but not me? Master, Three-Legged, we're good friends!"

Amory is an optimist, but deep in his heart, he still can't resist his emotions. In particular, the two of them reminded him of two years ago, freely going around, doing good deeds instead of heaven. He always wants to help people, destroy evil, even if it is not recognized by everyone.

Amory sighed. "But it's been two years, it's hard to go back!"

The White Demon opened its mouth to smile and took out a Gold Command Card with a skull engraved on it. "Having this is enough to help you find yourself!"

Amory looked at the White Demon's hand, surprised. It is the Gold Command Card that symbolizes the power of the Hell King.

"I... Yes! But let me sleep!" Results Amory said.

"That's right! I'm not mistaking you!" Black Demon laughed. "Just now we chased a demon spirit, but it ran really fast, we'll lose here. Luckily we found you!"

"If something happens, tell me tomorrow!" White Demon looked over, interjecting. "Let him sleep well!"

"Wait!" Suddenly Amory spoke. "I have to go to work, or else I won't have any money."

"This matter, master can rest assured, we have a way to handle it for you!" White Demon smiled innocently and said.

"Goodbye master!" The two retreated backwards, seemingly falling down the floor. But no, they completely disappeared into thin air.

In return, other people would scream in panic, but Amory was used to this scene. He pulled the door open and went to his beloved bed.

He picked up the alarm clock, thought for a bit, and decided to turn it off. Then he covered the blanket and continued to sleep.

The past two years, life has been a bit boring...