[The book continues from the above, the last book said that the rat spirit killed people, put the corpse in the Zhu family, and wrote the words oozing blood to warn the world. Zhao Liang rushed to the scene and took a look, so he sent his subordinates to invite Mu Qingming. And Mu Qingming rarely rested, and before he could enjoy the leisurely vacation, he was invited to Zhu's house. When he arrived at the scene, when he saw the corpses, Mu Qingming recognized that the corpses must have been poisoned by rats. The great monk who brought out the lord of the ghost city also sent disciples and sent ten buckets of cat urine to Mu Qingming, which turned out to be the cat general, which had already been set and was specially used to subdue the rat spirit. After Mu Qingming carefully examined the corpse, he did not find any traces of the rat spirit, but found a small handful of golden hairs from the floor tiles. 】

Demon Dao took a hat made of oiled paper, and walked into the big south gate of Kunming City with his hands folded. Noisy and noisy, all of a sudden, filled his ears.

The city is not as quiet as the outside of the city, and it has been lively since dawn.

But the demon road is deaf to the noise. Since he threw himself into the main sect of the ghost market and studied Theravada Buddhism with the great monk, the evil qi on the demon path is fading little by little. And the mood is also brightened, and there is a pure heart and few desires in the tranquility and far-reaching.

How could the hustle and bustle in the red dust make him tempted?

He was followed by five strong men in coarse cloth shirts, each carrying a large bucket in his hand. The lid of the barrel is tightly covered, and you can't see what is inside.

Only the barrel occasionally swayed with the brisk pace of the strong men, and there would be a few grunts from the barrel, which seemed to be full of liquid.

These strong men are all guys in the ghost market. They followed closely behind the steady pace of the demon road, weaving through the crowd and speeding towards the side of Shala Alley.

After walking for a long time, several people finally came to stand in front of Shala Lane.

The demon road raised its eyes and looked into the deep and narrow alley, the yin wind was howling, and the alley was still cold and dense. Demon Dao silently recited a Buddha horn in his heart and stepped forward. The five strong men hurried after him, and followed him into the alley.

In the alley, there are already ten rooms and nine empty; The dilapidated courtyard walls have long been overgrown with weeds, and the courtyard walls are even more mottled, and the untended trees and branches in the courtyard protrude from the courtyard walls on the alley, blocking most of the sunlight and casting messy shadows into the alley.

The demon road strode forward, walked to the small courtyard of the Mu family and stood still, took a step forward and stood in front of the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who's coming?" After a while, Mo Han's voice sounded from behind the door. The demon Dao chanted a Buddha horn lightly, and before he could answer, Mo Han had already pulled the door open from the inside.

As soon as the door opened, Mo Han glanced at the demon Dao opposite him, who was full of kindness and had no anger, and asked with a slight smile: "It turned out to be the little master." Is there something going on in this early morning? Or do I owe money to the ghost market? ”。

Mu Qingming has business dealings with the owner of the ghost market, and sometimes he owes money to the ghost market; That's why Mo Han asked.

Asking this, Mo Han then turned his head, and his gaze bypassed the demon path and looked behind him; Demon Dao, who had been clasping his hands together, turned his head to look behind him, and as far as Mo Han's eyes could see, it was behind the wooden barrels in the hands of those strong men, and he turned his head with a soft chant of Buddha's horn, and slowly replied: "I don't owe money, I just sent you some cat urine on the orders of the master." ”。

It turned out that the ten big buckets were full of cat urine.

Under the gentle swirl of the yin wind, a trace of disgust flashed on Mo Han's frowning face, and then, a faint displeasure appeared in his eyes, and he stared at the demon Dao and asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean by sending this filthy thing to my house early in the morning?" ”。

Mo Han, who clenched her fists, was already secretly lucky, and the strong wind suddenly appeared at her feet, blowing the hem of her skirt and the hem of the demonic monk's robe swaying and fluttering.

"Mo Han's benefactor is angry." The smile on the demon Dao's face did not decrease, and he was not afraid at all, and then said without hurry: "This is what General Cat has ordered, it can help you subdue the rat spirit, and the money has already been paid." ”。

As soon as he said this, the anger in Mo Han's chest gradually subsided and calmed down. The boiling true qi in his body was calm, and the strong wind protruding from his feet flickered.

"I see." Mo Han thought about it, nodded and turned sideways, but still said angrily: "Then move in and put it on the thatched house." ”。

It's just that her current displeasure is not aimed at the people of the demon road and the ghost market; Instead, he remembered the cat general who was still eye-browning with Mu Qing last night, and Mo Han hated it so much that the roots of his teeth itched.

Demon Dao waved behind him: "According to the requirements of the female donor, just put them on the thatched house." ”。 As soon as the words came out, the strong men answered, and walked into the courtyard of the Mu family with wooden barrels.

"There is one more matter, please convey to Young Master Mu from the Mo Han benefactor." After Mo Han watched the strong men enter the door, the demon Dao said to her again: "My master has a deal to do with Young Master Mu. ”......

It's really a good thing not to go out, but a bad thing to spread thousands of miles. In less than half a day, everyone in the Zhu family's old house was wiped out, and the tragic death of the family spread all over Kunming City.

Outside the door of the old Zhu family's house, in the narrow alley between the high walls, there are more and more onlookers. When everyone heard about the accident in the Zhu family, they all rushed to see the excitement and gloat, crowded outside the door and cursed the already cold corpse of Master Zhu in the courtyard, and kept clapping their hands and applauding.

Reincarnation has never been more active than these onlookers; Of course, this can only show that Master Zhu's character is really not good, and he is really a man who is angry and resentful, and it is not common.

The already narrow alley is even more crowded because it is crowded with people. The provincial police department and the local police station in Bijipu dispatched a large number of police to maintain order. But those policemen and the batons in their hands can only barely ensure that these onlookers do not rush into Zhu's house to spit a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm while taking a look at those terrifying corpses.

In the shadows in the courtyard of the Zhu family, there was coldness. The bloodshot eyes of some corpses widened in the morning sun, coupled with the festering on their bodies, and the white bones that were faintly visible under the rotten flesh with blood pus were extremely hideous and terrifying, and they were infiltrating.

The police officers who collected the certificates in the courtyard room would be careful and deliberately avoid the corpses. For fear that if one of them does not pay attention, his eyes will fall on those corpses, and his eyes will be full of terror and hideousness, and he will have nightmares.

Zhao Liang looked at Mu Qingming, and squatted next to the corpse without saying a word, looking left and right. Seeing that Mu Qingming didn't squeak after a long time, Zhao Liang suddenly felt a little flustered.

It had been a long time since then, and Mu Qingming was so close to the corpse, but he had not been able to find any traces of rat spirit other than the poisonous blood made by rat venom. It seems that the rat spirit has cleaned up most of its traces after carrying the corpse.

This poisonous blood, which is difficult to eliminate, but cannot be traced to the traces of rat spirits, has been left behind.

If it weren't for the poisonous blood produced by rat venom left, the Zhu family's valuable things were lost again, and Mu Qingming was not even sure that the Zhu family died in the hands of that rat spirit who was happy to steal the property of the rich and unkind.

Mu Qingming, who was silent, then looked left and right at the corpses with round eyes, and Zhao Liang was even more anxious. But this kind of strange thing that doesn't know what poison is poisoned, only weird people like Mu Qingming can see the way; Zhao Liang is not easy to urge.

After Mu Qingming looked at each corpse one by one several times, he frowned and pondered for a long time, and his eyes tracked down the cracks in the floor tiles and bricks beside Master Zhu's corpse.

After waiting for a long time, Zhao Liang could only watch dryly, he was really anxious, and finally stared at him urgently, and couldn't wait to ask: "What do you see?" I didn't speak for half a day. ”。

"I can see that death is coming." Mu Qingming frowned when he heard this, and said seriously, and at the same time, he quickly reached out, and quietly picked up an object from the brick crack in the corpse's hand and held it in his hand.

"Do you still want to say this? I'm asking for something else, something else. Zhao Liang glanced at the corpses with round eyes, stomped his feet, and his eyes widened.

Mu Qingming clasped his hands in front of his chest, stood up, his face was serious, he looked at the pits and festering wounds on the corpse, and the black blood and yellow pus that flowed out, and after a thoughtful moan, he said to Zhao Liang: "You hold back first, you and I will talk to Xu Laodan." ”。

Since Liu Yang left, after Xu Lao took Liu Yang's place, Mu Qingming, who often goes in and out of the provincial police department, has also contacted Xu Lao a few times, and found that although this person is old-fashioned and serious, he is also a good person, and Mu Qingming has something to ask him.

Zhao Liang didn't know what kind of medicine Mu Qingming was selling in this gourd, but he still didn't rush to ask more, just nodded slowly, and then retreated according to Mu Qingming's request.

As soon as the gate opened, the crowd outside the gate was in an uproar. After the police officers who collected the certificates poured out, the gate was closed again.

The noise outside the door suddenly subsided. Zhao Liang suddenly calmed down, took out a paper cigarette and put it in his mouth, and wiped it on the side of the matchbox with a match.

A spark jumped on the match's head, and a flame ignited.

Under the smoke, Mu Qingming put down his hand, pointed to the dead corpses not far away, and said to Zhao Liang: "They were undoubtedly poisoned, but they are not poisons that you can use as a common poison." ”。

At this point, Mu Qingming suddenly paused, and leaned into Zhao Liang's ear before whispering: "It's the rat poison of the rat spirit, which can poison everyone everywhere it passes in an instant." ”。

When Zhao Liang heard this, he was stunned. Zhao Liang, who opened his eyes in surprise, secretly sighed that the cause of death of the corpse was indeed not made of ordinary things, but by demons, ghosts, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

After saying this, Mu Qingming walked up to Xu Lao, stretched out his hand to reveal the thing he picked up from the crack in the ground, and said to Xu Lao: "Xu Lao, look at it, what kind of animal is this handful of hair?" ”。

Xu Lao took a look, only to see a handful of golden short hairs lying quietly in Mu Qingming's palm. Taking a closer look, Xu Lao suddenly felt that this small handful of golden short hair was very familiar.

But where he had seen it, he couldn't fully remember it for a while.

At this moment, Zhao Liang walked over, looked at the handful of golden retrievers in Mu Qingming's hand, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and when Xu Lao was still pondering and meditating, he shouted loudly: "Huh? This is very similar to the handful of hairs I found in the Tang family's gold shop yesterday. ”。

As soon as he said this, Xu Lao also suddenly remembered, he had seen a golden retriever with the same clear tail luster, and it was Zhao Liang who asked him yesterday.

So he nodded again and again, and echoed: "Yes, yes, yesterday the inspector also found such a handful of golden retrievers in the gold shop, but after we all looked at it, we didn't know what kind of hair it was, but it was definitely not human." ”。

Mu Qingming frowned, staring at the golden retriever in his palm and groaning again.

"And the gold shop was stolen again, this time thirty pounds of gold." Zhao Liang continued to say when Mu Qingming pondered again.

What is Mu Qingming pondering? And what is the Golden Retriever? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.