Cultivating to the point of Li Xu, in the eyes of ordinary people, he can be regarded as a "god". Shrinking the ground into inches and turning thousands of miles into a moment has surpassed many people's understanding of space. Even if you want to fly, it's not that you can't do it, it's just that the consumption of Dao power is relatively fast, and it's not worth it. As for the basic skill of the gods that everyone knows, it is natural to eat and drink dew.

However, after all, it was not Li Xu who wanted to eat and drink, but when he arrived in a place like Hoh Xili, no matter how much he wanted to enjoy it, he had to succumb to the natural environment. Whether or not you can endure hardship is determined by objective conditions and objective ability, and whether you want to endure hardship or not is subjective will. Li Xu belongs to the kind of person who is obviously capable of enduring hardships but does not want to endure hardships very much. And he was using his brains to let him trek for hundreds of miles to follow this seemingly large-scale poaching group, and he didn't think about being comfortable.

In the eyes of many people, Taoism is the only way to exorcise demons and ward off evil spirits, which usually indicates two problems: one is that Taoism is undoubtedly powerful, and second, Taoist priests have been dealing with this kind of thing. When Li Xu was young, he also traveled all over the country, and when he saw some evil affairs, he easily removed them, and there was no lack of things that were deliberately tossed to appease the ordinary people who had nothing to do but were suspicious. Although there was no such thing in the poaching group, it couldn't stop Li Xu, a Taoist master who was extremely skilled in this aspect of affairs, from pretending to be a ghost.

Li Xu has been behind the poaching group since the day after entering the reserve. Poaching groups generally don't have a very cheap name, and they usually identify each other by the name of their leader. Most of the poaching groups usually make a living in other activities, only to gather at the peak of the poaching season, and then disperse when the work is done. It's the same with this poaching group.

The boss of the poaching group that Li Xu is tracking is called Lao Ji. The history of poaching Tibetan antelopes dates back to the 80s of the last century, when he was seven or eight guns for more than a dozen people. But protection of the Tibetan antelope was weak at that time, and in the 80s, the population of Tibetan antelope in Hoh Xil was unimaginably larger than it is now, probably more than 1 million in total. They are such a small group that cannot do armed hunting, but they have gained a lot from piecemeal. With the change of times, this situation has been broken. The number of poachers has swelled so much that the total number of Tibetan antelope poachers in Hoh Xil has peaked at 30,000 to 40,000. What is particularly intolerable is that many gangs even attack Tibetan antelopes during the summer breeding season. The fragile population balance of the Tibetan antelope has been upset, and poaching has become a highly specialized affair that is simply not possible with small groups. Lao Ji has come to this day step by step, and there is a faint trend of becoming the boss of all poaching gangs in Hoh Xili, although each group has its own sales channels, but it will also be somewhat restrained by Lao Ji. At least, it is rare to hunt the Tibetan antelope during the breeding season.

Lao Ji's poaching group is also the most well-equipped and well-organized of all groups. The regiment of almost 400 people was divided into several parts: the scout team, the main hunting team and the aftermath. A poaching team is as organized and coordinated as an army. But, in any case, this does not change the bloody nature of poaching as an evil existence. It is this kind of bloodshed that allows Lao Ji to earn a family property of tens of millions despite spending a lot of money in his more than 20 years of poaching career, and it is this bloodshed that makes this poaching group have many millionaires.

Li Xu's attack on Lao Ji's poaching group has never been cut off for a day, but it has never been revealed. On his first day as a poaching group, he used only one illusion to scare a man who had left the camp to pee to death. When the poor fellow was found by the tent men the next morning, they didn't find out how the guy had died, of course, mainly because the outlaws didn't believe anyone could be scared to death.

Maybe it's because you don't do anything bad in your life, and the law of not being afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night is quietly playing a role. With the death of the first person, the yīn cloud of death quietly looms over the poaching group of the old man.

The next day, when the convoy marched to camp in the evening, it found that the last cargo truck had fallen behind. Later, a jeep from the scout detachment ran back more than 50 kilometers along the same road before discovering the car that had fallen behind. And the two people in the car were bleeding to death.

The problem was not the dead man, but the fact that the car had not been found to be left behind until the camp. The people in the penultimate car repeatedly claimed that they had the sound of the car's engine behind them all the time, and that it looked normal in the rearview mirror.

"Damn, what the hell is going on?" the old man cursed as he carefully set up the camp. That night, I also made a lot of things and made an earthen ritual to worship the gods and exorcise ghosts.

But no ritual can stop Li Xu. In fact, after that ceremony, Li Xu made more and more trouble.

Every night after that, strange noises in the camp tore at everyone's sleep. In particular, the shrill laughter and what seems to be the wailing of the Tibetan antelope herd when it is hunted. As for the dead man, it seems to happen anytime and anywhere, without any warning. Moreover, it is impossible to find out what the cause of death is.

Li Xu has countless ways to kill people, not only the Dao techniques passed down from his master, but also the endless side spells he got from his nephew Yu Hai. A large part of the Special Affairs Bureau's disposal scope is to fight against those who use their special abilities and strange secret arts, and over the years, the Special Affairs Bureau's database has really accumulated a lot of out-of-the-way spells. There are some spells that even Yu Hai himself can't understand, so he has to let his uncle out. It's just that Li Xu has a lot of research on this kind of thing. In the past few days of hunting and pretending to be ghosts, it is this kind of spell that is most handy.

Li Xu's venting that he had not eaten or drunk for many days turned the journey of the old poaching group towards the core area of Hoh Xil into a typical horror movie plot. Endless strange things tormented them to a nervous breakdown. But Li Xu, who is very good at all kinds of Qimen spells, is more and more happy.

Li Xu finally realized that he had gone a little too far, and a few days after following the old plan's poaching group, he encountered another poaching group. The strength of this new poaching group is not as strong as Lao Ji's group, only more than 100 people, but they came all the way down from the north, bringing news to Lao Ji: a new group has appeared in the north, and it is grabbing territory, and it is very dark, and two small groups have already been destroyed.

Eavesdropping on the news, Li Xu thought about it a little and understood what was going on. There is a certain pattern in the accumulation of the strength of poaching gangs, even if people with deep pockets and underworld backgrounds want to squeeze into this field, they must spend at least a few years exploring the way, while understanding the activities of Tibetan antelopes, while matching various equipment, and having a good relationship with other poaching groups. If you offend someone and are ambushed in this wasteland, it will be something that no one can stand it. The poaching group that suddenly appeared could only be disguised by members of the Security Service.

Li Xu didn't want to give up the idea of continuing to be a horror film director, but he also understood at this time that it was best to contact the Security Bureau and Zuo Lin to see how to do it. There was a satellite phone in Lao Ji's car, and Li Xu didn't think much about it, so he stole the satellite phone, and by the way, he did something in Lao Ji's car.

While Li Xu was studying how to use the satellite phone according to the manual, his spell was also quietly working.

When Lao Ji wanted to go back to the car to listen to music after dinner, he found that he had a folder in the passenger seat where he was accustomed to sitting, and there was only one photo in the folder, which was the most shocking photo taken by the reporter to record the bloody crimes of the poaching group after the armed poaching that occurred in May 2003. In the photo, a female antelope was stripped of its skin and thrown on the edge of the lake, and the water soaked the she's head a little swollen and the lake was bloodshot. The mother's belly was cut open, and in the intestines that flowed to the ground was a small antelope that had already been formed and died before it was born.

This incident was a big incident back then, but after all, the Tibetan antelope protection team lacked enough strength to fight a few small poaching groups. The poaching group that did this fell apart for some other reason.

Lao Ji's heart trembled when he saw the photo, and he suddenly forgot his original intention when he wanted to listen to music, and he didn't notice that the satellite phone in the glove box was gone. He got out of the car with the folder, found a corner where no one was paying attention, lit the photo and set it on fire. He didn't believe in ghosts, revenge, or anything like that, and despite all the killings he had done over the years, he was a staunch atheist. The previous very informal worship to the gods was just a form of walking around to appease the timid guys in the group.

However, when Lao Ji returned to the car, the exact same folder and photos appeared in his seat again. Is it really retribution, Lao Ji couldn't help but think like this. What happened to him later confirmed his suspicions, he pressed the music CD playback, but what came out was the sound of the Tibetan antelope being slaughtered, and he took out his phone to check the time, only to find that the phone was full of the same picture. He tried not to let anyone see his nervousness, and even took sleeping pills to sleep, but no matter what peaceful and joyful scenes he dreamed of, the bloody picture flashed back into his dreams repeatedly, much more than the reaction caused by keeping him glued to the picture. Just imagine that a moment ago, there was still the wind and rì in front of me, I was by the pond with my family, and in the blink of an eye, the image of the grandchildren's children playing in the water by the pond and the bloody Tibetan antelope carcass overlapped together, what a contrast this should be......

When Lao Ji woke up from his sleep again and again, but repeated the same process again and again, he could only think that retribution had come, or that he had gone crazy. Neither is something he's willing to admit.

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