Zhang Yucheng was barely a Taoist person, and his spiritual sense was good, but he suddenly felt very cold, as if in a corner of the room, a beam of resentful gaze swept over, and the hairs on his body stood up, and he said with a nervous face: "What's the matter?"

Lu Zheng smiled coldly, and with a slight touch, he saw Li Ronghao, who was still looking like a master and summoning spirits, his eyes suddenly turned up, and all of them turned into whites, and his already white face was full of evil and cruelty.

Director Zhao and Gao Biao glanced at each other, and shouted at the same time: "Ghost upper body!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Ronghao rushed towards Officer Zhao, and let out a scream of overclocking in his mouth.

"Gao Biao!" Officer Zhao reacted quickly, made a grappling move, grabbed Li Ronghao's wrist, and before he had time to be happy, he only felt a huge force coming, Li Ronghao's wrist flipped and pinched his wrist, and there was a series of clicks and clicks.

"Ah......h

"Presumptuous!" Lu Zheng shouted angrily. Li Ronghao trembled all over, seemed to be extremely jealous, let go of his wrist and jumped to the corner, his evil gaze constantly patrolling.

His eyes fell on Zhang Yucheng, and Zhang Yuanhang hurriedly took out the ancestral gossip mirror from his arms.

His eyes fell on Secretary Zhao, who endured the sharp pain in his wrist and showed the compass.

Gao Biao looked ordinary, but he also took out a yellow flag from his pocket and draped it on his body like a robe, and there was a vajra seal in his hand.

In the end, Li Ronghao's resentful gaze fell on Lu Zheng, Lu Zheng smiled mysteriously at the corner of his mouth, suddenly retracted all his breath, and changed into an ordinary person.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills!

Li Ronghao was really fooled, hesitated for a moment, and pounced on him.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, Li Ronghao's body was like electricity, and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye. Lu Zheng was full of breath for a while, his breath was released, his strength was rushing in his body like a flood, his anger sank into the dantian, and raising his legs was a standard national football stunt - cutting off his children and grandchildren's feet.

It's just smooth and chic.

With a bang, Li Ronghao was kicked and knelt on the ground, and a black shadow came out from behind him, printed on the wall, showing a humanoid shadow.

The shadow of the humanoid appeared and disappeared from time to time, and finally turned into a vague human form, crawling on the ground and trembling, and said indistinctly: "Spare your life, spare your life, I am wronged, I am wronged." ”

Everyone present was stunned for a moment.

Li Ronghao's earth-shattering wail then sounded: "Huh...... Oh...... Oh...... My eggs, my eggs. ”

Li Ronghao covered his crotch like a gorilla who had drunk stimulants, and began to sit up in the room for the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics jumping exercises, trembling all over, his face was bruised, and his breath was short.

Lu Zheng's kick at that time was actually not intentionally beckoned to his crotch, but originally kicked to the chest. Coincidentally, Li Ronghao, who was on the upper body, jumped up...... It's too fast to close your feet......

Director Zhao looked at Lu Zheng with a strange face, yin and yang weird: "Consultant Lu is really broad-minded, this kick, hehe, hehe." ”

Lu Zheng rolled his eyes, too lazy to explain, but he had to explain.

Director Zhao's face was cloudy and uncertain, and when he saw Li Ronghao curled up like a shrimp, he hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and sniffed it among his people, Li Ronghao rolled his eyes and fell asleep.

The ghost thing on the ground who kicked out kept wailing and crying out for injustice. Officer Zhao had nowhere to vent his evil fire, and suddenly stabbed out a peachwood sword from his sleeve, right in the chest.

The ghost roared, and the soul began to vibrate, and it had a tendency to dissipate. Officer Zhao took out a piece of red silk, quickly wound the ghost thing, then bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed the ghost thing all over his face, and the fierce black gas erupted out, turning into blue flames in the air, and someone seemed to be crying in the air.

The voice was like crying and laughing, and the sound was deafening, and it was miserable.

"Director Zhao, isn't this good?" Zhang Yucheng was not stupid, he obviously saw that Secretary Zhao was targeting Lu Zheng, and immediately looked at Secretary Zhao coldly and said: "This thing is subdued by Consultant Lu, you are too arbitrary to deal with it like this, right?"

Director Zhao glanced at him and said lightly, "Does Advisor Lu have any objections?"

Lu Zheng smiled coldly: "You've done everything, and you still come to ask me?"

"Consultant Lu, that's not what I said. Secretary Zhao said with a smirk on his face: "Didn't anyone tell you about the special secrecy system in the meeting?" The adviser is only responsible for surrendering, but how to deal with it must be instructed by the superiors. I am also on official business, and I will definitely inform you of the progress of the case as soon as we investigate clearly. Of course, the credit for subduing this ghost is obvious to all, and the credit of Consultant Lu is indispensable. And in the future, I will rely on Advisor Lu, if there is any offense, please bear with me. ”

This is the rhythm of unloading the mill and killing the donkey, and it is high-sounding. As for the secrecy system, Lu Zheng didn't know at all.

"I'm wronged, I'm wronged. The ghost wrapped in the red silk emitted a terrible scream.

Suddenly, a black gas burst out from the red silk and rushed straight at Officer Zhao, Director Zhao's expression changed greatly, and he subconsciously waved the peachwood sword to slash, and the black gas cracked in response, turning into two strands, spiraling to envelop Officer Zhao.

The black gas was billowing out, and countless screaming and roaring heads appeared, and the momentum only stagnated slightly, and then became more and more ferocious.

Gao Biao looked at Lu Zheng, who was silent, and whispered: "Consultant Lu......" He didn't really care about Director Zhao, but that something happened to Director Zhao, and he had to take responsibility.

Officer Zhao was entangled in the black mist, and the strength of his body dissipated like a flood, and his heart palpitated for a while, and he couldn't care about his face anymore, and shouted loudly: "Advisor Lu, save me, save me!"

Seeing that he had indeed suffered, Lu Zheng pushed his hands flatly, and the air in the room instantly became viscous, and the speed of the black gas began to slow down, and those hideous heads looked horrified, as if they were drowning, and roared in vain.

With a bang, all the black gas was shaken away, the black fog was shattered, and there was endless grief and reluctance in the shouting.

The coldness of the air was gone, and the smell of blood diffused.

Of course, Officer Zhao's shirt was gone, and his shoulders, back, and chest were bloody, like prey that had been bitten by a pack of jackals.

The red silk that was wrapped around the ghost also lost its color, and it became like a rotten cloth. The peachwood sword in Director Zhao's hand was only a charred hilt.

Director Zhao's face turned pale, the palpitations in his eyes had not subsided, and he said in a dumb voice: "What a powerful force." ”

Zhang Yucheng admired and confused in his heart, and asked, "Brother Lu, what was that just now?"

Lu Zheng shook his head and gently shook his palm. Swept away the black qi just now, and he had already grasped this unjust soul in the palm of his hand. He had originally planned to form a Nether Guard, and this unjust soul whose strength was not inferior to that of Secretary Zhao was very suitable.

It's just that what makes him strange is that the soul in his hand is very pure. But the black qi that erupted just now contained countless remnant souls, which were definitely not ordinary unjust souls, but were refined by someone.

This unjust soul is confused, has a missing memory, and can't find out the hidden situation through the magic of ghosts. Lu Zheng hesitated for a moment, and suddenly released the unjust soul, turned into a phantom, and hung in the air.

Secretary Zhao didn't even dare to let out a fart, and looked at Lu Zheng in awe.

Lu Zheng frowned and said, "Why do you want to hurt people?"

The unjust soul was confused in thinking, his speech was slurred, and he organized his efforts for a long time before he came up with a ridiculous reason.

It turned out that the wage earner was drunk that night, and he went home with his co-workers on a remote road. Halfway through and suddenly wanted to, so I squatted in the wasteland, and I pulled it. This wage earner was a bit of a second-hand, and when he saw a rotten skull in the grass, a bad trick popped up in his head.

He put the skull under his buttocks, pulled the shit into the skull's mouth, and asked preludely, "How is it?

As the old saying goes, if you don't die, you won't die.

This skull was the corpse of this unjust soul, and he was so blasphemed and insulted by the wage earner that he was so angry that he broke out of the ground and got on him.

Then, things are simple.

Treat the mouths of others with the of others......

After listening to the narration, Zhang Yucheng said with a disgusted face: "I really deserve it, I don't even let go of the dead." ”

"If you don't do it, you won't die. Lu Zheng sighed and looked at the tightly tied bed, the people inside had been tossed for so many days, and their bodies were already very weak.

Of course, he didn't plan to come to the rescue, and sometimes people have to pay some tuition for the stupid things they did.

Well, his tuition is a bit disgusting......

After listening to this, Officer Zhao suddenly said with a solemn expression: "Wasteland?

Lu Zheng frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Director Zhao didn't dare not answer, and held back for a long time before saying: "In the past few days, there has been a strange person in Chang'an City. We've been tracking it down for days, and nothing has come of it. The last sighting site was the wasteland behind the Sky Bird Textile Factory. I heard that a few years ago, there was a fire in this factory, which burned many people. ”

"A lot?" Lu Zheng's heart moved, it seemed that he had come to the right place this time. (To be continued.) )