The huge chimney spewed out crimson smoke that sank into the sky.

A large piece of strange dead white stopped Li Yan's way.

Li Yan searched around for a while, picked up a brick from the ground, and threw it towards the graffiti-like dead white.

"Rustling ......"

There was a rustle of snowflakes on a TV screen.

The bricks were swallowed up without a trace, to be precise, the bricks touched the dead white part and disappeared.

Li Yan's eyes were cold and hard, and with a tilt of the head of the car, the Dodge Tomahawk broke through the highway railing and rushed towards the wilderness.

……

Midnight falls.

The viscous night spread outward, and all kinds of indescribable strange things emerged from the streets and alleys of Yandu City.

Blood was dripping, the lights on the bus were a miserable green, and blood was pouring out of the oil cylinder, dripping all over the ground.

The driver of the car, with dark circles under his eyes and a weird smile on his face, waited for the next passenger.

Then he inadvertently stepped on the gas pedal and drove the bus into a large area of dead white......

"Meat ~ Bun"

The old man riding a Red Star bicycle and shouting "meat buns" pedaled vigorously, but in the foam box tied to the back seat, there were bloody human heads.

He walked through the streets and alleys with his throat drawn, his skinny face shining like a hungry wolf.

"Rustling ......"

A strong dead white smeared from the top of his head, like a literati and ink artist after drinking, and the ink splashed everywhere.

Wipe your head, wipe your chest, wipe your bike's wheels.

Only a dead white wipe off.

The old ghost of the bicycle turned into a strange dead white thing that couldn't see the veins clearly.

Then, completely submerged.

Pan Homestead.

Today, here today, shoulder to shoulder, the street is crowded, and even under the tea table, there is a poor little girl with dark eyes.

"That surnamed Pei can't bring back ten people, and you can't pay it back if you owe us. So what happened to you, don't we need to say more? ”

The old man, who looked like a skeleton, had protruding eyes and a long red tongue.

"Nonsense, please come to the people of Huangcheng Root and Toutiao Hutong, just to settle the accounts in person, don't chew my tongue behind my back."

Gao Impermanence, who was wearing a white hat, pouted.

The hat was holding two big iron galls in his hands, and he laughed when he heard the words.

"Of course we can trust you to speak impermanently, otherwise, the holy decree would not have been given to you."

Everyone was gossiping and talking. But everyone's face was excited and bloodthirsty.

That's ten living people.

"Eh, what is this?"

In the crowd, the little devil dressed as Little Liba pointed forward, and in front of the tip of his nose, a dead white piece the size of a fingernail hovered in the air.

As he spoke, he stepped forward with his cold fingers and tapped lightly.

Overwhelming!

One dead white after another swept across the long street. The rustling sound is terrifying.

The ghosts of the Yin City didn't even have time to show their frightened expressions, and they were easily erased.

It's as if an artist has wiped off a scrapped paper manuscript.

Everything is dead and white.

……

Yan Fu, the ancient hall of green copper.

The main hall is dark in color, with only a simple coffee table and a few wooden spring and autumn chairs.

"Where's Ji Wenji?"

The man blew the paper cup in his hand, the white air curled, and the paper cup was written with the four big characters "Heaven and earth are useless".

He looked to be in his early thirties, a white sweatshirt, and Nike sneakers.

Ten categories, the main one.

"I didn't let her come."

The short-haired man was naked, revealing his six-pack abs.

He wore a towel around his neck, pale green military trousers on the lower half of his body, and long eyebrows like knives.

Ten categories, feather masters.

The host took a sip of boiled water: "Then, how are you going to explain when someone comes?" ”

The short-haired man scratched his hair: "I just said, my daughter-in-law has a period, ask me something." Do you think it makes sense? ”

“……”

The master put down the paper cup and showed a wry smile: "Peng, you are a ruffian, you can't change it in this life." ”

The man laughed out with a deep dimple: "Come on, who doesn't know who our brothers are, what are the third grandsons pretending." ”

As he spoke, he turned his face flat: "The decentralization incident discovered Sifan's person, is it true or false?" Isn't it the old man in the red who uses the question to play and wants to trick me? ”

"It's true."

The master nodded: "The signs of fruit falling off are quite obvious. There is no doubt about Sifan. ”

"That's ......"

The short-haired man lowered his eyes: "Which one is it?" Sorrow, love, parting, or not begging? ”

"No matter who it is, this matter is quite tricky, and when the palace is discussed, you can drag it out, and you can fool it if you can, the Five Immortal Lords may want you to take the lead. to deal with the Eight Sufferings and the Lord of Sifan. ”

"There hasn't been any movement for two years, why did Sifan's gang come out again?"

"I'm afraid, it's related to the last encirclement and suppression of Tai Sui, I have long told you not to be impulsive......"

The main speaker paused: "Oh, by the way, I'm afraid that the person who ordered the encirclement and suppression was not you." ”

The short-haired man didn't speak, but the host holding the paper cup shook his head: "You will die sooner or later at the hands of that woman." ”

The main face was flat, blowing the boiling water in the cup. Both looked up at the same time.

At the end of the main hall, three tall and short figures walked slowly, and in the middle was an old man wearing a Tang costume, with white temples and black spots on his forehead.

On the left is a tall and beautiful woman with a sharp silhouette, Concubine Yu.

On the right is a young boy of seven or eight years old, wearing a suit and a red bow tie.

Yes, how do you look like Conan.

Concubine Yu was wearing rose-colored high heels, sat opposite the two of them, and bowed slightly: "The old rule, I will participate in this resolution instead of the landlord Houtu." ”

"Xia Geng's corpse, instead of the ghost lord Qiqi, participates in this resolution."

The little boy said.

The old man in Tang costume has majestic eyes, although it is not deliberate, but it still gives people a sense of crisis. His voice was hoarse: "The palace meeting should be attended by at least six masters, or one less." ”

The intermediary who was holding the paper cup raised his hand: "Candle Jiuyin said, I can represent his opinion with full authority." ”

The old man in Tang costume was silent for a while: "Okay then." ”

He looked at the short-haired man: "Peng, where is Ji Wenji?" ”

The short-haired man didn't care: "Oh, she's ...... example"

"Qingqiu Fox feels incompetent under his control, and is reorganizing his walking team, and preparing to hand over the power in his hands, and he can't come for the time being. In addition to the duty of participating in the palace meeting, the feather lord, as the husband of Ji Wenji, has full authority to participate in the palace meeting on her behalf. ”

The main one interrupted the short-haired man.

"Okay."

The old man in Tang costume nodded, without entanglement: "You all know that since two years ago, Tai Sui betrayed Sifan, Sifan Eight Bitterness existed in name only, and Lord Sifan also disappeared, but just six hours ago, there was a large-scale "fruit falling off" phenomenon in Shen Jiazi 984. ”

"It stands to reason that Sifan was involved in the Yanfu incident, and I, as the person responsible for verifying the entry and exit of the Yanfu incident, cannot escape the blame."

"However, just as I was investigating the ins and outs of the matter, I found the culprit. There are others. ”

The old man in Tang costume furrowed his eyebrows: "It's Ji Wenji, relying on the name of your feather master, privately selling the personal information of low-level walking, and interfering with the normal operation of the Yan Fu incident, so that Sifan's people took advantage of the loophole!" I have quite a bit of evidence in my hands to prove it, and we can confront it if we need to. ”

After a long time, Concubine Yu coughed dryly: "Lord Yu, do you know about this matter?" ”

No one spoke, and the host touched the short-haired man's trouser legs.

The short-haired man woke up like a dream: "Finished? ”

Concubine Yu was not angry, but nodded slightly.

"Well, what the old man in the red said, I have also communicated with my mother-in-law."

The short-haired man crossed his fingers, but what he said surprised those present.

"To put it simply, the words of the old man in the red are basically true, I admit them all, but it's not Ji Wenji who relies on my name, it's me who is the planner of those businesses."

"Sifan's people, I'll solve it. I will make up for the consequences of fruit shedding. Yan Fu's order is also carried by me, don't do the business of your five immortals, and this matter will be revealed. I don't want anyone to talk about it anymore. ”

The short-haired man, or the feather master, looked left and right: "If it's okay, the meeting will be dismissed." ”