Time passed quickly, and it was also night, and the police comrades on duty kept fighting with sleepiness, but in the end they still had the upper hand and fell asleep.

Although I don't know what time the court will start tomorrow, it is undoubtedly the best to leave here now, Mo Jiuhan jumped up slightly, easily broke the iron fence with his Hidden Blade, and jumped out of the window.

Mo Jiuhan, who had just landed smoothly and was still thinking about where to look for clues, was frightened by a familiar voice.

"Coming? Come with me."

Mo Jiuhan vigilantly stretched out his Hidden Blade to guard against it, but a shiny big bald head was too conspicuous in the night, and Mo Jiuhan was even a little amused by this bald brother, after all, his image was really so true that people would laugh out loud unconsciously.

"How did you know I was here?" Mo Jiuhan didn't talk nonsense, and followed Cheng Hao into a van.

"Of course it's counted.,It's not blowing with you.,I'm an orphan in the fog.。。 No, can the title of Fog Capital Half-Immortal be fake? Cheng Hao said, and directly lit the fire and drove the car out of the city.

The dark night makes loneliness deep, loneliness sublimates in the dark night, blooming and interpreting the beauty of black In the starless night, Mo Jiuhan is still himself.

"Why are you helping me?" Mo Jiuhan collapsed on the co-pilot, puzzled.

"Why? The secret of heaven must not be revealed," Cheng Hao said in a flicker.

But what Mo Jiuhan and Cheng Hao didn't expect was that Mo Jiuhan did save Cheng Hao's life a long time later.

"Okay, if you don't want to tell me, forget it, anyway, you found the murderer behind the scenes?" Mo Jiuhan rummaged through the box in front of him.

"It's counted, it's just that the two of us don't have the strength, and I'm not a messenger of justice, he takes his Yangguan Road, and I cross my single-plank bridge" Cheng Hao said, while controlling the steering wheel with one hand, and still pinching something with the other.

"Okay, I believe you, but if you sell my master, your grave grass may be half as tall as mine next year." Mo Jiuhan revealed that murderous aura and said lightly.

"How long will it take? I just squinted for a moment. Mo Jiuhan said, ready to take a nap.

Cheng Hao next to him patted Mo Jiuhan: "There is still more than half an hour, don't sleep with him, I'll tell you a story." ”

Mo Jiuhan was also helpless, if he disturbed himself, he would definitely not be able to sleep. So I was ready to listen to his story and took a look at his speed by the way.

'40 yards, no wonder it takes half an hour' Mo Jiuhan complained in his heart

"Ever heard of paper-cutting witchcraft?" Cheng Hao pretended to be profound.

"Heard, what's the matter, the bald brotherhood can't be successful?" Mo Jiuhan said with a smile.

It's just that Mo Jiuhan is indeed right, he has visited almost half the world, and Mo Jiuhan has heard of most of the magical secret methods, and even he is very interested.

It's just that most of the replies to Mo Jiuhan are lost.

"Don't interrupt, paper-cutting, is a traditional Chinese folk craft, the earliest can be traced back to the Han Dynasty, the early paper-cutting is related to the Taoist worship of the gods and souls, this kind of paper-cutting as a spiritualist spirit, is still popular throughout the country, to this day the Miao people still have the custom of cutting ghosts and gods in the shape of the cowpen or the door of the year, and later in order to facilitate the name, it is simply called paper-cutting witchcraft."

"Bald brother... What do you mean? Mo Jiuhan looked suddenly enlightened.

"You met a paper man, we are going to the location of the real person now, and I am not called Brother Bald!" Cheng Hao said

"Okay, Brother Bald, no problem, Brother Bald," Mo Jiuhan said.

"Okay, I'll tell you a story first, there is a legend about paper-cutting witchcraft, according to legend, before Zhu Yuanzhang established the Ming Dynasty, he experienced countless wars, the most tragic one was the defense of Hongdu, in that battle, he was forced out of the city, with only dozens of followers, but later accidentally found by Chen Youliang's army, in danger, one of the entourages took out a pair of scissors from his arms, quickly cut out four connected paper figures, and slapped on a big stone"

"At the moment when Chen Youliang's army was chasing after them, four big men like heavenly soldiers and generals suddenly appeared in front of them, holding weapons in their hands, and stopped in front of the army."

"The four paper men fought with the army, but they were weak, and they were soon pierced by the soldiers who came up like a tide, and at the moment when their bodies were pierced, the four people floated up and turned into a pile of shredded paper in an instant."

Chen Youliang's army continued to pursue, and when they were about to catch up again, the man cut out a paper man and a paper horse with scissors and threw them in the opposite direction. When Chen Youliang's army chased after him, he saw a person running away on horseback in a panic, and it looked like Zhu Yuanzhang! ”

"The army hurriedly pursued, but when they caught up, Zhu Yuanzhang and Ma Ju turned into two pieces of yellow paper and slowly fell to the ground."

"The two misdirections gave Zhu Yuanzhang time to escape, so they got rid of Chen Youliang's army smoothly, and finally won the Battle of Hongdu."

"Of course, legends are just legends, as for believing it or not, everyone has their own sayings" Cheng Hao said, smiling at the same time.

Cheng Hao secretly gritted his teeth, and Mo Jiuhan felt the change in his mood.

"I originally thought that these witchcrafts had been lost, but I didn't expect that instead of helping people, I would use them to harm people."

Mo Jiuhan, who was originally skeptical about this kind of thing, had already believed this story when he remembered that he saw that finger being washed away: "The world is so big, there are no surprises, I really know too little, bald brother, thank you."

"We're almost there, I haven't figured out how many people there are here, it's better not to kill people, it's not easy to deal with the delay." Cheng Hao said.

"Of course, how could I kill him, I'm going to make him worse than dead." Mo Jiuhan said.

The car was parked at the door of an abandoned factory, the lights inside were still on, Mo Jiuhan looked around, and could only describe this place as a wilderness.

The gate was not very high, and it was easy to climb in, Mo Jiuhan turned around and looked at Cheng Hao who was sitting in the car: "Brother Bald, don't you follow me?" ”

"No, monks never kill," he said.

"Okay! In the future, if I see you killing, I will pry your heavenly spirit cover open. Mo Jiuhan teased.

Cheng Hao looked at Mo Jiuhan as if he was one with the night, and climbed up quickly, and it didn't take long for him to reach the top.

Cheng Hao also sighed: "Tsk, the young man is very skilled, but when he goes in, I'm afraid he will see an incomprehensible scene." ”

Mo Jiuhan climbed upstairs and looked at the dilapidated factory building below, the broken doors and windows, the mottled walls, and the device that had been abandoned for an unknown amount of time.

"It turns out that I am hiding in this kind of place to frame my master."

The smell of barbecue wafted through the air from the factory below.

"So idle—" Mo Jiuhan's ink eyes looked even more terrifying against the backdrop of the night, and he put on his hood.

As he spoke, he jumped down.

Mo Jiuhan sincerely likes the cloud shadow robe, not because of the benefits he brings, but because he likes this color, this color is not very good-looking, but it is very practical, for example, one day someone slashed it, and the blood soaked out, and he couldn't tell that it was a pool of blood, I just thought that you knocked over the water jar and spilled the water on your body.

Mo Jiuhan cautiously sneaked around and came to the outside of their house. Hiding under the window, just stuck in a visual blind spot.

They couldn't see themselves, but Mo Jiuhan could hear their conversation.

"Come on!! Eat"

"Have a good drink today"

At this point in time, it's 2 o'clock, I haven't slept yet, and I look like I'm having a good supper. Mo Jiuhan thought.

At the same time, he took out the smoke/fog/bomb that he usually used to escape from his robe and was about to throw it into the room.

A crow that pierced his heart made Mo Jiuhan stop the movements in his hand.

Mo Jiuhan and the crow looked at each other, and the crow glanced at it and hurriedly flew away, just because the killing intent in Mo Jiuhan's eyes was too terrifying.

"The crow crows - woe to me"