"Yes.." Qin Zhutou nodded as he led everyone to the front of the courtyard, "President Zhang has lived in Yicheng since he was a child, and he also knows that our Yicheng was haunted three years ago.

It was also because of this incident that the original head catcher was killed by a murderer, so I took office here.

I don't know if President Zhang asks this.."

When Qin Zhutou said this, he wanted to ask Zhang Feng why he wanted to bring up the old matter again.

But when he was about to ask, he seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly asked with a wide open mind: "President Zhang is saying... The shopkeeper of this shop is the culprit who killed the old president this time? ”

He said, the more bizarre it became, and the more he said, the more certain he became, like a detective possessed, "It's the culprit three years ago?" ”

"Don't dare to assert." Zhang Feng walked to the front of the shop and glanced around, this courtyard is a stone wall.

People on the street can't see inside.

"Patrol room!" Qin Zhutou knocked directly on the door with a comprehension.

But as he knocked and shouted several times, there was no answer.

After waiting for a while, a pedestrian next to him passed by Zhang Feng and the others, and was stopped by Qin Zhutou for questioning, only to know that Master Chen had been out for a long time.

"Headcatcher." Zhang Feng looked at Qin Zhutou, who didn't know whether to enter or not.

Qin Zhutou pondered for a moment and looked at the patrol next to him.

The patrols spread out and surrounded the yard.

Shopkeeper He and the others glanced at each other, and let the guards next to them walk to the wall, and several people stood up and looked at them on the eaves.

Later, several people came down in a panic, "There is a red sedan chair inside.."

They shudder when they say this, even though the sun is shining in the sky.

It was really the bizarre death of the elder, and the more it spread, the more suspenseful it became, making them have some subconscious fear of this ghost thing in their hearts.

"Check!" Qin Zhutou moved out of the doorway.

The two patrolmen next to him stepped forward and kicked the door open with a 'bang'.

"Let's go." Zhang Feng and others walked in.

The rest of the patrols and guards blocked the door, and used the government to investigate the case, so that nearby passers-by could avoid it.

In the courtyard, there are paper figures drying all over the ground, and near the corner of the wall, there is a one-person high red sedan chair.

In front of the sedan chair, there are also two flat paper horses.

"Same as that night.." Shopkeeper He exclaimed.

Zhang Feng ignored them, but walked to the front of the house in the courtyard, where there were two seven-foot paper figures, like guards, guarding the door of the house.

"President Zhang.." When everyone saw that Zhang Feng had been looking at the two weird paper figures, they also subconsciously looked at them.

But then, everyone was horrified to see that the still paper figures suddenly moved their arms and strangled towards Zhang Feng's neck, who was observing them!

"President!" They want to make a sound reminder.

But just as they spoke.

Zhang Feng took out the Tang knife and slashed it through, accompanied by the sound of 'clicking' paper and subtle wood, the two paper figures were split in half and fell to both sides one after another.

At the same time, before everyone could recover from the horror of the living paper man, the sound of 'bang-la-la' rang out, and the red sedan chair in the corner of the wall floated three inches into the air.

At this moment, there was a 'rustling' sound, and the horse pulling the sedan chair stood up strangely, its body was full of drums, and its hooves were trampled, as if someone was sitting on the carriage, directing them to pull the carriage and rush towards everyone!

"Hell!" Shopkeeper He exclaimed, and his face turned pale with fright for a moment.

"The president will. . . That's it.." Qin Zhutou trembled, and he couldn't touch the firearm on his waist.

Zhang Feng saw the sedan chair rushing forward, but the palm of his hand probed forward, and a ray of fire suddenly appeared, igniting the sedan chair, and the flames were instantly filled, but in just ten seconds, the paper horse and the sedan chair turned into a cloud of ashes and scattered.

Things that are very weird and terrifying for ordinary people, after their own Jindan, they can't go half a round.

"It's a little ghost." Zhang Feng looked at the frightened crowd, "You don't have to panic. ”

"Daofa?! It's exactly the same way as the Taoist three years ago! ”

'President Zhang has really cultivated?!' ’

Everyone was dumbfounded, as if they couldn't believe everything in front of them, and they couldn't believe that after three years of travel, Chairman Zhang had really changed from a martial artist to a qi practitioner who knew how to do magic!

But before they could ask more, an ethereal voice came from inside the room,

"Who broke my formation?"

The sound of the house echoed through the gloomy courtyard.

For a while, everyone was frightened, afraid that such a strange paper figure would come out of nowhere.

Zhang Fengshi then pushed open the door and looked at a bronze mirror on the table in the room.

Walking in, a dense mountain forest is reflected in the bronze mirror.

Among them was a monk dressed in a gossip robe, sitting cross-legged in front of a large tree with his back to the mirror.

"You set this up for you?" Zhang Feng asked the Taoist priest in the mirror, "Presumably the president was also killed by you, right?" ”

When Zhang Feng inquired, he looked around the house and saw that on the right side of the house, there was a strange statue made of paper.

"Exactly." The Daoist body did not move, but the words came out of the mirror, and there was nothing to hide.

But when he saw Qin Zhutou coming in one after another, his tone fluctuated a little, with a sense of persuasion to Zhang Feng,

"Daoist friends may think that I am killing innocents indiscriminately.

Possibly. Daoyou is a high-ranking person invited by the Yicheng Chamber of Commerce, and the cause of the president's death is investigated.

But no matter what, this is my personal vendetta with the Yicheng Chamber of Commerce."

When he said this, there seemed to be a kind of forbearance for three years, and finally someone confided in him, "Daoist friends know that three years ago, the people of the Yicheng Chamber of Commerce set fire to the zombies that I spent ten years refining, and invited a Taoist to kill my evil ghost...

Alas.. That man has been killed by me and turned into a zombie...

It's just that I fought with that person, and I was injured because of it, and I endured and recuperated here for three years.

This revenge has to be avenged.

And the president of the Chamber of Commerce is just one of them.

For the rest, all of you from the Italian City Chamber of Commerce.."

As he spoke, he seemed to be able to see the frightened people in the room, and for a moment there was a satisfied pleasure of revenge, "I will get rid of them one by one!" ”

The Taoist said this, and asked Zhang Feng,

"I hope that fellow Daoists don't make mistakes, please leave here quickly.

Mo learned the Taoist who was trained into a zombie by me.."

The Taoist in the mirror said, with a tone of steady victory, as well as the joy of revenge and revenge that someone listened to.

"I'm going to leave." Zhang Feng nodded, and then glanced around, "But before leaving, I will burn all this place with a fire." Bu Lao Daoyou has always been concerned about here. ”

"You.." When the mirror heard Zhang Feng's words, he suddenly lost the excitement of revenge before, but was filled with murderous intentions.

"You dare?"

Zhang Feng didn't pay much attention to it, but directly set fire to the statue.

After a while, the flames burned to its eyes.

At the same time, the Taoist in the mirror passed the formation, and after seeing the statue on fire, he suddenly turned around, but his face was indeed blurred, and even his figure was gradually blurred.

"Okay~ Okay! Fellow Daoists! Hello for yourself! ”

"Zhang Feng is ready to welcome you in Yicheng." Zhang Feng looked at the bronze mirror, and the picture of the mountains and forests inside disappeared and became dim, as if the statue of the god had lost contact with this place after it was destroyed.

At this time, Zhang Feng sensed a malicious intent full of murderous intent coming from the far southeast.

It seems that this man is really going to be killed.

"He.."

"The Witch."

When everyone saw that they and the others had provoked this monk's great enemy three years ago, they were all frightened, and they couldn't help but look at Zhang Feng together.

"President.."

"Good time." Zhang Feng walked in the direction of the city, "I was thinking about the old man at seven o'clock in the first day, and I would send him a head memorial ceremony." ”