[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that the plan of the Immortal Dao to frame Mu Qingming started as scheduled. The smell of corpses in Rong Bao Zhai attracted a lot of onlookers and police. After opening the door, flies swarmed out, and dead babies were everywhere in the store. Any clue vaguely points to Mu Qingming. Draw out the immortal path to cast a spell, and borrow the spiritual energy of the leyline on the long worm mountain to heal the wounds of the emperor of the pear. Zhang Qianqian cheated, and the ancient Dian Shenzhu skillfully used a wonderful method to bind the soul with a little ghost's golden body. 】

The other two policemen, armed with pistols, searched the houses in the courtyard together.

It was hot and humid outside, but the courtyard was twice as cold, and there was a tragic and miserable wind that suddenly appeared, and the grass and trees in the courtyard and the beams and pillars of the surrounding houses were whirling and dancing softly, rolling up a few dusts on the ground.

Previously, Zhang Qianqian had to tear off the face that the Sixth Hall Master had worn for a long time, firstly, to ensure that he would not be recognized when he walked in the Spring City to do errands. The second is to restore this face to the face of the real shopkeeper who has long since died.

Shopkeeper Zhang's corpse has always been placed by the disciples of the Immortal Dao in a corpse raising place that only they know, belonging to the type of dead tripe. This place is not big, but it is only seven feet square, but it can absorb the essence of the surrounding heavens, earth, mountains and rivers, so that the corpses buried in it can be restored to life. Excavated after ten months, the long-dead shopkeeper Zhang was intact, his skin was still smooth and elastic, his hair was firmly preserved, and the joints of his hands and feet were soft, as if he had just died. The face was lifelike, and there was not even a single corpse spot on it.

And when Changshengdao killed him, he didn't leave too many external injuries on his body, only a strangulation mark on his neck, which was wrapped around the Adam's apple, and he was obviously strangled to death.

After sewing up the skin that originally belonged to him, even Zhao Liang, an old policeman, looked at it carefully for a long time, and thought that he had just died.

In this way, as to who is the culprit of all the tragic situations in this courtyard, Mu Qingming is even more suspicious.

"What does he seem to be holding in his hand?" A policeman cut off the left hand side of the shopkeeper Zhang, and looked curiously at the five fingers that the shopkeeper was clenching, but he didn't dare to touch the shopkeeper's hand for a long time.

Zhao Liang recovered from his surprise, and looked towards the place where he looked more, and saw that in the hands of the shopkeeper, it seemed that he was really holding a green thing. But this thing didn't stretch out the palm of the hand, it was just held in the palm of the hand, and it couldn't be seen.

Zhao Liang also reached out out in curiosity, and before he could make much effort, he broke off the five fingers of the shopkeeper, and immediately saw an object the size of a fingernail falling from his hand and falling on the stone steps in his hand.

Zhao Liang looked at it, and suddenly it was like five thunderbolts, and the whole person froze again.

It was a bat-patterned jade buckle, a bat pattern called Fushou Ruyi's longevity Fulu pattern. In the middle of the green button, there is carved into a cleverly shaped spirit deer, negative Ruyi Lingzhi holding the word Shou, and the word Shou is decorated with wings flying bats, the composition is very simple and generous.

This kind of button, Zhao Liang has only seen one person in Spring City. It is not the Governor of Tang who holds a heavy army, nor the mayor who is in power, but the palm of Rong Bao Zhai.

After getting along with Mu Qingming for a long time, Zhao Liang found that every piece of Mu Qingming's clothes, whether it was a jacket or a robe, whether it was a single coat or a deep coat, the buttons used were all made of jadeite, and the patterns were also the same.

And even the people in his family, Miaobi and Miaotian and others, the buttons on their robes are all in this style. It's just that those people's buttons are not as good as Mu Qingming's materials.

For example, Mo Han, Miao Yu, and Miao Le, all of which are blue beads, and then this pattern is carved on the beads. And the two men, Miaotian and Miaobi, although they are also jade, the form is the same as Mu Qingming's, but the material is not Laokeng jade, but ordinary leftover jade.

It seems that this style of buttons is exclusive to the Mu family.

"Where did he get this from? On the body of the murderer? The policeman who found it scratched his head and muttered curiously.

There is no need for the police to talk about this matter, Zhao Liang also knows that eighty percent of them were caught from the murderer; It seems that the murderer was face to face with the deceased when he strangled him. The deceased, who was suffocated by lack of oxygen, scratched his hands and scratched his hands when he was dying, so he grabbed the button and held it firmly in his hand.

The key is that this button is directed at Mu Qingming, which makes Zhao Liang's mind a mess for a while, and he doesn't know how to deal with this case.

"There were so many corpses in that shop, there were twenty-eight corpses. This is to be transported back to the provincial police department, and there is nowhere to put it. At this moment, Liu Yang sighed lightly and stood behind him. Fang just stood still, his eyes looked around in front of him for a while, and he suddenly exclaimed: "Why are there two big ones?" ”。

Horror overflowed in Liu Yang's widening eyes.

"yes, autopsy." Zhao Liang picked up the button and stood up, standing to the other side without saying a word, he raised his head slightly with confusion in his eyes, stared at the clear blue sky above the patio, frowned, and didn't know what he was thinking......

The top of the long worm mountain, in the broken temple.

Eight immortal Taoists stood on top of the collapsed hall in eight directions, and no one held an erected flagpole in their hands. On the flagpole, each hung a white flag, and in the middle of each flag, with bright red silk thread, embroidered with a demon with a thousand eyes on his head.

Each of them has a hideous face, which makes people feel shocked when they see it.

"Emperor Mother of the Pear, it is true that the Xuanwu aura on this Long Worm Mountain is abundant, but you can also take it easy when you smoke it for a while. Xuanwu aura is one of the foundations of Kunming's feng shui array, and once it is exhausted, it will be unbalanced. Zhang Qianqian stood in front of the collapsed hall in the ruined temple, stared at the ghost bottle and said, "If the feng shui array returns, the immortal world will not be realized." ”。

"I'm measured." The Emperor Mother of the Pear in the Ghost Bottle replied indifferently.

Zhang Qianqian didn't say much, but just waved behind her after bowing her head slightly. Then five disciples strode forward, and after standing still by the ghost bottle, they all pulled out a dagger.

These disciples looked at each other for a while, and after seeing the firmness in each other's faces and eyes, they did not hesitate to turn the dagger that flickered coldly, and pointed the tip of the knife directly at the Adam's apple that had slid because of swallowing saliva.

The mountain wind is cold and cold, swirling and rising in the small courtyard. The weeds in the courtyard swayed left and right, sometimes blown close to the ground by the mountain wind, making a rustling sound.

Zhang Qianqian squinted, and then Li Jin beside him stepped forward with the little ghost gold in his hand. After placing the golden body on the ground in front of the ghost bottle, he slowly retreated.

The evening sky dimmed a little at the moment when the little ghost's golden body landed. A lot of thick clouds quickly converged on the top of the Long Worm Mountain, and swirled in the sky with the yin wind between heaven and earth.

"For immortality." Zhang Qianqian, who squinted slightly, spit out four words without hurrying or slow.

Before these words could be spoken, the five disciples around the ghost bottle also shouted in unison: "For immortality!" ”。 Madness and fanaticism flickered in their eyes, and the daggers in their hands stabbed at their own Adam's apple.

The sound of sharp blades piercing through the flesh sounded one after another, and the bright red human blood spurted like a fountain, and after cutting an arc in front of them, it was sprinkled on the little ghost gold in front of the ghost bottle.

Suddenly, the yin wind was stronger, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls roared from the yin wind, sharp and piercing. The heavens and the earth also changed color at this moment, and it was dark in an instant, and the white clouds instantly turned into inky black clouds, and there was a great tendency for wind and rain to come.

The wind whirls in the broken temple, and the mountain wind outside the broken temple is strong. The grass and trees on the Long Worm Mountain were staggered and swaying for a while.

The five dedicated believers all collapsed to the ground and convulsed in a few breaths. There was still the chilling dagger stuck in his throat.

But in their wide eyes, there was not the slightest remorse or fear, but full of fanaticism and pride. I don't know how Zhang Qianqian brainwashed them, and actually made them look at death like home.

On the eight flags that are waving in the wind, the eight ghost heads embroidered with red silk are about to come out. The black ghost qi visible to the naked eye rose from the mouths, noses, and eyes of these ghost heads, gradually drifting towards the bronze ghost bottle in front of the collapsed main hall.

Once in the bottle, it disappears like a mud cow into the sea.

The golden body of the little ghost who was drenched in human blood was also like a long whale sucking water, and the blood on the body and the blood that had been splashed all over the place were sucked into the body.

All the blood that fell to the ground was condensed by an invisible force, constantly rising from the ground, heading towards the golden body of the little ghost. In just a moment, the pungent blood and blood around him were gone, and the little ghost's golden body also became bright red at this moment, as if it had been soaked in a pool of blood for thousands of years.

The two divine beads, Mi Mo and Bu Mo, flew out of her sleeve when Zhang Qianqian opened her lips slightly and silently recited the incantation, flew towards the little ghost's golden body, and then swirled clockwise around him.

A ghost roar sounded in the ghost bottle, and the Emperor Mother of Heli leaped out of it, plunged into the golden body of the little ghost, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Under the golden body, the Xuanwu aura in the leyline, which was invisible to the naked eye, quickly gathered with the rotation of the divine bead, and erupted from the remnants of the golden body of the little ghost. In an instant, an invisible force was raised, like a big hand, holding up the golden body of the little ghost, and it flew three feet above the ground.

Zhang Qianqian and Li Jin could see that the light blue Xuanwu aura was so rich, like a spurt of spring, breaking through the chaotic stones, pouring into the golden body along the bottom of the little ghost's golden body, and at the same time, holding up the little ghost golden height.

Zhang Qianqian's eyes were full of murderous intentions, and immediately the trick changed quickly, and the two orbs that were spinning faster and faster suddenly stopped, suspended in mid-air and did not move.

Immediately afterwards, the aura on the ground suddenly subsided, and it retracted into the ground as quickly as the tide on the sea, and the little ghost's golden body also lost its strength to lift, and Huo Ran fell to the ground.

Just as the golden body fell to the ground, when Mi Mo and Bu Mo flashed in shock in Li Jin's eyes, they suddenly shone brightly and spun counterclockwise.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Li Jin blurted out in surprise. As soon as the words came out of his teeth, two followers stepped forward to restrain him. Considering that Li Jin was also armed with strange arts, for fear that he would resist, one of the disciples did not hesitate to pick up a stone from the ground and slammed it on the back of his head while Li Jin was not being killed.

Li Jin was dizzy for a while, and fell to the ground after his eyes were dark.

"What am I going to do? You shameless traitor to the Holy Religion deserve to be asked? Zhang Qianqian glanced at Li Jin who fell to the ground, then turned around, stared at the golden body of the little ghost not far in front of her, and said, "Emperor Heli, how does it taste like soul binding technique?" You should not have instigated my men to betray me, or this golden body would not have become your cage. ”。

As soon as the words fell, the fingertips in her hand changed again, and then the blood light on the little ghost Jin's body began to move towards the two orbs. Suddenly, the blood-red golden body regained its golden appearance.

Will Mu Qingming be arrested? Can the Emperor Mother get out of trouble? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.