Lin Xiaoque is a girl who is very easy to satisfy, and a fragrant grilled squid can make her laugh out loud in her happy dreams.

This is a bitter practice.

After experiencing the tempering of the power of the birthmark, his whole body has reached a state of high balance, and this balance is a kind of perfection.

Originally, he had been training in the army with extraordinary hearing, but now his senses are completely doubled.

Across a wall, you can clearly hear what Lin Xiaoque said in her dreams.

"The grilled squid is so delicious, can you take me to eat it every night?"

"There are also spicy hot, and grilled cold noodles, all of which I like to eat. ”

"Don't drink, you don't know if you're injured, it really doesn't make me worry at all!"

Xu Lian listened to Zhengle, and on his forehead, the black line suddenly skyrocketed.

This girl, I don't forget to care about him in my dreams!

"Xu Lian. ”

Suddenly, Lin Xiaoque's tone became cautious, "Do you like that Jiaolong sister very much?"

Xu Lian was stunned for a moment.

The little girl's unintentional true feelings in her sleep made him a little at a loss.

No, if you listen to it any longer, it's not going to be a good night.

Xu Lian's eyes sharpened, and he simply ran "Iron Gong", and continued to practice his birthmark power like a blind man touching the dark.

"Striking Iron Gong" cultivates true qi, and then startles the birthmark power for him to tame, this kind of dual-purpose cultivation method is probably unique in the martial arts world.

What he didn't notice was that there was a trace of birthmark power, as if it had suddenly opened its mind, following the trajectory of "Iron Gong", and swimming in the meridians.

The night passed.

At the beginning of the rising sun, Xu Lian received a call from Zhang Tianyong, saying that the procedure for locking the throat was completed, and he could pick someone up and leave at any time.

After a simple wash, Xu Lian said hello to Lin Xiaoque and hurried to the police force.

After all, I still have to meet with Zu Ji and a few people, and if I am late, it will not be good.

As soon as he got out of the taxi, Xu Lian saw that Zu Ji had arrived with his two junior brothers, and to his surprise, they were two young people, who didn't look much older than Xu Lian.

They sat outside a café next to the police force, with three glasses of boiled water in front of them, which looked warm and plain, which was very consistent with their temperament.

"Master Zuji. ”

Xu Lian shouted across the road.

Following the prestige, Zu Ji smiled faintly and motioned for Xu Lian to come over.

And the faces of the other two little masters are worth recalling.

One of them had a yellow and thin face, but his expression was indifferent and cold, he only glanced at Xu Lian lightly, and then withdrew his gaze, the other person was white and fat, when Xu Lian crossed the road, his eyes looked him up and down, revealing more and more contempt and disdain, and even, Xu Lian heard him mutter: "No wonder he didn't pick us up, it turned out that he didn't even have a car." ”

"Zutong!"

Zu Ji reprimanded, and the white fat monk immediately fell silent.

Xu Lian walked up quietly and said with a smile: "Master Zuji, I've been waiting for a long time, I'm sorry, it's me who didn't arrange it properly." ”

"It's nothing, we just arrived, Xu Xiaoyou, I don't know ...... the police force"

"You've said hello, and you can pick someone up now. ”

"That's very good. ”

The three of them immediately got up and entered the police force with Xu Lian.

Zhang Tianyong was waiting in the hall, shook hands with Xu Lian first, turned his head to Zu Ji and said with a smile: "Master, people are in the detention room here, do you take them directly or ......?"

"If the police officer is not busy, I hope to talk about Qinghui's sin again. ”

"Qinghui?"

"It's the lock throat in your mouth, Qinghui, which is his Dharma name when he was in Shaolin. ”

Zhang Tianyong suddenly realized and said with a smile: "No problem, please come with me." ”

"Then you go in, I'll wait here. ”

Xu Lian didn't have the interest to listen to the arrest again, so it was better to stay in the police hall and brush up on the mobile game.

He plays the most trendy chicken mobile game at the moment, the creativity of the game is not bad, but the playability is not so high, after all, in reality, he is already a god of playing guns, this kind of game, once you can get started, there is no difficulty at all.

After eating five or six chickens in a row, Xu Lian had no interest in this game at all, so he uninstalled it directly.

I simply found the local forum in Yunhai City and wandered around.

A link to a sub-forum called Guzun Mountain quickly attracted his attention.

The content of Guzun Mountain is obviously different from the painting style of other sub-forums.

There is a lot of chatter in this, and it seems that every post is linked to metaphysics.

What kind of flying snake appeared on the mountain, someone saw the squirrel spitting out human language, and the more exaggerated one actually said that five years ago, there was a group of demons who practiced Gu, and after being eradicated, they came back to life and started practicing Gu again.

Below those popular posts, most of the replies are what has been, deception and the like, it seems that these posts that are not four or six are all deliberately made by the local government in order to develop tourism projects.

Xu Lian finally knew why Zu Ji was sure that the current Medicine Immortal Sect was fake.

Today's Guzun Mountain seems to be a peaceful Tai Min'an, even to the extent that the whole people pretend to be gods and ghosts.

However, this still did not make Xu Lian change his judgment.

Yaoxianmen is by no means a copycat.

Judging from the three Gu poisons he had come into contact with, they were all highly toxic and highly dangerous, and if they were to be released on a large scale, they would all cause disaster.

If this Nima is a copycat, what kind of existence was the Medicine Immortal Gate five years ago!

"Team Zhang, thank you for your trust, this son was brought back by the poor monk himself, and he will be severely punished!"

At this time, Xu Lian heard Zu Ji's voice coming from not far away.

Lockthroat followed him, his face desperate, not the slightest hint of joy.

Xu Lian immediately guessed that the punishment given by Shaolin was even more terrible than serving a sentence in prison.

"By the way, Team Zhang, do you have a quieter place here, the poor monk wants to borrow it. ”

"Quiet?"

Zhang Tianyong thought for a while and pointed to a reception room not far away, "Do you see where it works, if you close the door, the sound insulation is not bad." ”

Zu Ji thanked him, but his eyes fell on Xu Lian's body: "Xiaoyou, can you take a step to speak?"

"Huh?"

Xu Lian was stunned for a moment.

It turns out that he borrowed this room to talk to himself?

When the two of them arrived at the reception room, the door closed, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

"Little friend, the poor monk heard Team Zhang say that you played a decisive role in this arrest, so the poor monk feels that he should thank you. ”

"Well, don't be so polite. ”

Xu Lian excused himself, but his eyes were still puzzled, "Master, you called me over not just to say thank you." ”

"Xiaoyou is smart, and the poor monk will get straight to the point. ”

Zu Ji said, "Last night, the poor monk heard a few questions from Xiaoyou, and felt that it was a fantasy, and he despised it, and now that he thinks about it, he suddenly feels that he despised Xiaoyou at that time, so the poor monk wants to say a few more words to Xiaoyou in terms of true qi, if he can help Xiaoyou, it will be better, if he can't help, it can be regarded as asking for peace of mind." ”

Xu Lian laughed: "So that's the case, that's okay, you say, I'll listen." ”