"Master, wait a moment, I'll go and report to my superiors. The Tu Feiyuan security guard seemed to believe Wang Hao's words.

"Wait. Wang Hao shouted, "Now we are all about materialism, you report to your leaders like this, your leaders will not agree, everything pays attention to a fate, it seems that this master has no chance with you today, forget it, everything can not be forced, we will see you another day." Wang Hao took retreat as advance and made a tendency to leave.

"Master, forget it, I'll take you in, Dr. Lin's popularity in our institute is very good, I heard from the supervisor, Dr. Lin asked for leave, saying that he was going to travel, so he is not in the institute now, master, you can go in with me and have a look." The Tu Feiyuan security guard said something to a security guard behind him, and then took Wang Hao into the research institute.

Wang Hao and the security guard walked around the research institute, "What building is that?" Wang Hao noticed that the yin qi in a building was the most prosperous, and the yin qi of the entire research institute was emitted by it.

"That's where Dr. Lin works on weekdays, and it seems to be a cutting-edge subject, and I don't have permission to enter there. The security guard said to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao didn't believe in evil, and as soon as he walked a few steps to the building, he was stopped by soldiers armed with guns.

Wang Hao stopped and wrote down the coordinates of this building, and he saw the ancient corpse inside, which exuded a majestic corpse breath!

"If you go to the temple to burn incense and do more good deeds these days, after persisting for a few months, the yin qi will automatically dissipate, do more good deeds, and accumulate some yin virtue. Wang Hao explained to the security guard and left in a hurry.

Lin Yin's disappearance is definitely related to this ancient corpse, Wang Hao remembered the record of the Immortal Sutra about the seizure of the house, and said secretly, "This ancient corpse is a corpse left in an unknown era, presumably this person must have been a powerful cultivator in his life, and when he was dying, he sealed a trace of his soul in the ancient corpse in order to resurrect him in the future." ”

Resurrection means not only the resurrection of the soul, but also the restoration of the body to its pre-living state.

The more powerful the practitioner, the greater the price to pay for resurrection.

Wang Hao walked to the outskirts of the capital and came to a shop specializing in the business of dead people.

The shop doesn't look big, it opens on a bluestone road, even if it is a suburb of the capital, every inch of land is expensive here, and business is still very hot.

Because it is a store specializing in the business of dead people, it is very difficult to open in the center of the city, which affects the appearance of the city.

The door of the store looks very old, and those who know the goods know that this door is made of good red sandalwood, and the price is expensive, and there is a faint scent of sandalwood in front of you.

"The owner of this shop has a really big heart, the price of this door alone is hundreds of thousands, and he is not afraid that others will move the door or smash a small piece of wood from the door. Wang Hao walked into the store, the store was very spacious, in the depths of the store, there was a winding path leading to the secluded place, presumably after the secluded place was the courtyard of this family.

Wang Hao thought to himself, when this place is demolished one day, the government will not divide it into ten or eight suites.

Nowadays, the housing prices in Huaxia are inflated, let alone the capital, that is, there are ten eight suites in the second and third-tier cities, and you can already walk sideways on the road.

"Is there anyone?" Wang Hao shouted when he saw that there was no one in the store, and no one responded as soon as this voice came out.

"Could it be that this family is in the backyard?" Wang Hao hesitated in his heart, walked to the back door, didn't know if he didn't go, as soon as he left, Wang Hao's hatred of the rich was completely exposed.

This garden is so big!

Pavilions and pavilions, water pavilions, rockeries stand, it is simply a water moon cave.

"Huh?" Wang Hao found something unusual, and there was a trace of corpse qi rising like sandalwood in the rockery.

Wang Hao's eyes flashed with golden light, and he was taken aback!

There is actually a coffin under the rockery, and there are layers of golden lines on this coffin, and those golden lines are extremely complex, like a formation, one ring after another, layer by layer, and the ring cannot be dropped.

In addition, there are several ropes tied to the coffin, and those ropes have a strange texture, with a faint red glow, like a light-emitting diode buckled on it, and the way this rope is tied is also very strange.

What surprised Wang Hao even more was that a Zhenzi rune was covered on top of the coffin!

Runes!

There should be not much left of this heaven and earth rune.

I didn't expect that there was a rune hidden in a dead man's grocery store on the outskirts of the capital.

The rune emitted an endless aura of majesty, suppressing the evil in the coffin.

"Yet, a guest is coming. An emaciated old man slowly walked out of the house on one side of the courtyard, and the moment he saw Wang Hao, there was a look of surprise in his eyes, just a flash.

Wang Hao's mind was exquisite, and the change in the old man's expression was completely captured by him.

This old man is the old man who asserted Wang Hao's short life in Mount Tai that day, and the Ran'er in his mouth was actually the little boy who played Mount Tai with him that day.

A young boy with red lips and white teeth hurriedly walked out of the thatched hut in the courtyard, "Teacher, I really didn't mean not to watch the door. ”

This little boy has a handsome face and is innocent.

Wang Hao noticed that the wooden statue was abnormal, Lin Xi flew out of the wooden statue, looking at the young man named Ran'er, there seemed to be endless stories in his eyes.