The criminal police searched back and forth several times in the Taoist temple on the mountain, and found something wrong in a meadow on the back mountain.

Yang Yunfan followed the criminal police door to the bottom of the hillside behind the Taoist temple, where there was a piece of yellow earth, which seemed to have been renovated.

The criminal policemen brought the iron catalpa, hummed and dug a few times, and after a while, they dug out something wrong!

Corpse!

Adults and children, men and women, there are several corpses buried under the loess of the mountain behind this! And the appearance of death is very terrifying, the face is hideous, I don't know what torture I have experienced before I was born!

The criminal policemen present are also well-informed, and have seen many murder scenes, and they can see this appearance, but they are also numb in their scalps and their cold hairs stand up.

Li Guohu, who was on the side, saw this scene and vomited directly. I was still a little glad in my heart, if the police hadn't come early, I might have been killed by the demon of the Void Man! Right now, I just went to prison, maybe there was a possibility of medical parole, but if I really had to follow the Void Child, maybe I would be killed by him at any time.

This demon still has a little ghost......

"That's right, little ghost!"

Li Guohu suddenly thought of something, and reported to Yang Yunfan: "This chief, I have major clues to report. That ethereal Taoist still has a little ghost. I saw that when the ethereal son vomited blood just now, the little ghost ran into the idol!"

When Yang Yunfan heard this, his brows froze, and he returned to the Taoist temple.

No wonder he looked at the statue of Daojun in the lobby just now, and he always felt weird, unlike Wei Guangzheng in the past, and he always felt that there was a trace of yin.

He stepped forward and patted the idol, which, though carved out of wood, did not seem to be solid, but empty.

He bowed three times to Daojun, and then a white light floated on his palm, like a blade, and with a click, he directly split the idol in half.

And inside the belly of the idol, there was an urn, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a child's finger.

Yang Yunfan saw it, and he didn't know what kind of evil method this was!

In order to control the little ghost he raised, this illusory Taoist sealed the fingers of the corpse of this little ghost in the statue. Even if he dies, this little ghost will never be able to live again!

"It's really a demon, it's more than innocent to die!"

Yang Yunfan was angry, took out the urn, went to the door, and chanted a spell for a while, suddenly, that piece of finger actually popped, and it automatically burned, and after a while, it became wisps of green smoke.

The entire Taoist temple is also blown by a light breeze, and there is less yin energy.

Although others can't see, they also have senses. The feeling of something pressing on top of my head was also a lot lighter.

There was a huge burial case in Cuiwei Mountain, and the criminal police team was going to be busy again. The identification of the corpse and the restoration of the case still need a special person to verify.

These things have nothing to do with Yang Yunfan.

Leaving some people to guard the scene, Yang Yunfan took a few criminal policemen down the mountain.

Southern Xinjiang is really too chaotic, and the public security here is like this, and as the director of the public security bureau of Nanjiang City, it is difficult to escape the blame. After all, Yang Yunfan is a person, and even if he has three heads and six arms, how many unjust cases have occurred in this city with a population of one million?

Although chivalrous righteousness is happy, it must not become the norm in society!

If it is all about individual chivalry and righteousness to help the crisis, then what else do you need government departments to do?

However, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and the public security in southern Xinjiang is like this, and it cannot be solved for a while.

And Yang Yunfan, after all, is not from southern Xinjiang, because of the child abduction and trafficking case, he also stayed for another day. It's time to go home!

The people who followed Yang Yunfan down the mountain were all young criminal policemen, and they couldn't help on it, so they were sent down and sent Yang Yunfan, the uncle, back.

Along the way, they were very curious about what they had just seen and heard.

"Chief Yang, you are well-informed, can you tell me, what is the origin of that demon path?"

"yes. I think this demon Dao is not shallow, and his cultivation is not weak, but he died quietly in the Taoist temple. It must be a famous and decent hero, come down the mountain to kill demons!"

When Yang Yunfan heard this, he was in a slightly better mood. Otherwise, I don't know how many children and innocent people have been poisoned by this illusory Taoist.

The scenery of Cuiwei Mountain is beautiful, and the group goes down the mountain, and the breeze comes slowly, blowing on the face.

The cold murderous aura and anger just now were calmed down a lot by Yang Yunfan, and he gradually returned to his usual gentle and humble gentleman appearance.

"Huh, did you hear anything?"

When the group walked to the foot of the mountain, they passed a small hillside and found that just now, there was a new grave in the roadside fiefdom, and the firecracker crumbs everywhere were still emitting faint green smoke.

It's just that in the mass grave, there is a small moaning sound. Yang Yunfan's five senses are keen, and the voice that others can't hear can't hide from his ears.

"No, I don't. Sir Yang, did you hear me wrong?"

"Yes, Chief Yang, there's a graveyard on that side. The dead were buried here from several nearby villages. It's getting dark now, don't scare us!"

They had just seen a pile of corpses on the mountain, and they were so frightened that they wanted to get back to the city before it got dark. I don't want to look for a sound in the graveyard.

Yang Yunfan frowned, but he didn't walk away immediately, he raised his hand and motioned to the two little policemen not to move.

The two little policemen were beaten by Yang Yunfan, and they were also sweating profusely. In this wilderness, or in the cemetery, even if there is a sound, it is a ghost, right?

Before they knew it, they had reached the handle of their guns. Touching this iron bump can at least raise a little courage! Moreover, it is rumored that ghosts are more afraid of blood. This gun can kill people, the evil spirit is enough, plus the police uniforms on their bodies, the ghosts shouldn't kill themselves, right?

But when I think about it, in many movies, most of the policemen who found that the situation was abnormal at the beginning died very miserably.

"Huh?" At this moment, Yang Yunfan's ears pricked up, and he heard a low moan. This time, he was sure he had heard him right.

He searched for the sound and walked straight into the graveyard.

"Chief Yang, where are you going......" The two little policemen looked at it and were immediately frightened. Why did this Chief Yang drill wherever he was in danger? It was getting dark, so why did he still run to the cemetery?

However, they didn't dare to leave Yang Yunfan alone, so they had to follow him.

Yang Yunfan looked for the sound and walked around the cemetery a few times.

Eventually, he stopped in front of a new grave. The incense on this grave has not been extinguished, and the paper money has not been burned, obviously they were buried when they went up the mountain.

"You two, help me dig the grave!" At this time, Yang Yunfan pointed to the grave and said to the two little criminal policemen.