[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that the Immortal Taoist was ordered to go to the Zhu family and quietly collected the rat poison that seeped out of the poisonous blood of the dead corpse. Just as the collection was finished, the cultist was about to leave complacently, when Tie Hua suddenly struck out and blocked his way. And Zhao Liang, who returned to the police department and argued with the director for a long time, finally got the answer that he did not want to incinerate the body. In the face of the strong attitude of the director, Zhao Liang did not continue to argue, and went to find Mu Qingming to discuss with him a way to solve the rat poison. And Uncle Tie Hua took the immortal Taoist who was disabled by him, hid his breath and body and rushed to the Mu family's courtyard, and handed over the disciple to Mu Qingming. The dragon lockers will use secret techniques to extract the information about the Immortal Dao in the other party's mind. 】

Smoke still wafted through the director's office. Through the smoke, you can see that the face of the hall director is still hovering with a resolute look.

Zhao Liang looked at the hall director's eyes, which were bigger than usual because of their round eyes, and the anger had not yet faded, and he slowly took out his paper cigarette roll, put it in his mouth, and then took out the match unhurriedly.

The hall chief kept staring at Zhao Liang, he saw that the other party had calmed down, and the anxiety on his face had quietly faded, but he panicked in his heart.

has been Zhao Liang's boss for a long time, and the director of the department also knows that Zhao Liang is a policeman, but once he calms down, it is not easy to listen to persuasion. So after Zhao Liang slowly wiped the match and lit the paper cigarette roll in his mouth, the hall director said in a deep voice: "Zhao Liang, did you hear it?" Anyway, the corpse of the Zhu family is never allowed to be private. ”。

Zhao Liang didn't even look at him, just shook his hand violently, and after extinguishing the match, he pouted and took a deep puff of cigarette, and then slowly spit out a few cigarette rolls.

The smoke slowly diffused between Zhao Liang and the hall master, and after they quickly gathered, they quickly dispersed into thousands of wisps. Zhao Liang, who had been silent for a long time, knew that the hall director would definitely not make sense here, and finally when the smoke was about to completely dissipate, he said leisurely: "We can't ignore the lives and deaths of the whole city for the sake of the emotions of the bitter masters; If the police are in this role, it is better to go home and be a common man. ”。

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Liang, who had just smoked two puffs of paper cigarettes and slammed them to the ground, immediately stood up from his chair.

He picked up his hat, and under the gaze of the hall master's two fire-breathing eyes, he slowly put it on his head, and then turned and walked towards the door.

The muscles in the corners of the hall director's eyes twitched suddenly; But he didn't know how to refute Zhao Liang for a while.

The hall director, who had been holding back for a long time, only squeezed out a question from between his teeth when Zhao Liang had rushed behind the gate in a few arrow steps: "Where are you going?" What are you going to do? ”。

"Where can I go? What else can you do? Of course, I went to Young Master Mu and discussed other ways with him. Zhao Liang, who was standing behind the gate, grabbed the doorknob with his hand, but did not look back, turned his back to the hall chief and sighed slowly: "A young master of an ordinary family knows how to care for the people in the city better than us. Sometimes looking at his hippie smiling face, I am really ashamed, so ashamed that I want to buy a piece of Shiping tofu and shoot myself to death. ”。

After saying this, Zhao Liang suddenly opened the door, and the bright sunlight outside the house poured in in an instant like a flood bursting the embankment.

Let the hall chief look in the direction of Zhao Liang, and suddenly felt dazzling and squinted slightly.

The iron blue color on his face gradually receded, and Zhao Liang also strode out of the door and disappeared in front of his eyes......

On the green chicken shop in the city, the policemen who were responsible for guarding the corpses in the courtyard of the Zhu family looked comfortable after eating and drinking, picking their teeth leisurely, and slowly walked through the street and walked into the alley.

It was still cold in the alley, and from time to time the wind was howling, hovering and whirling in the corners. The policemen warmed up after eating steampot chicken, and after only a few steps in the quiet alley, they were all cold.

They walked together and walked for a while to the door of Zhu's house, but the policeman they saw guarding the door was lying on the ground and sleeping under the stone steps in front of the door for some reason.

The snoring was loud, echoing in the cold alleys.

"Xiao Xiao, why did he fall asleep at the door?" The policemen, who didn't know what was going on, laughed at the policeman who was sleeping heavily, and said with a smile: "If you sleep in such a cold place, you are not afraid of catching a cold." ”。

Only the middle-aged policeman was very vigilant; He looked around, made sure that there were no outsiders, strode forward, came to the door.* Clenched the baton in his hand, took a deep breath, and slammed open the closed courtyard door.

The door opened with a muffled thud, and the stench of corpses swept in under the strong wind. The middle-aged policeman subconsciously put the baton in his hand to his chest, and his vigilant gaze swept through the patio behind the door.

I don't see Tie Hua or the Immortal Daoists, the patio is still the same as it used to be, and the corpse is lying in the courtyard, not even showing signs of moving. The middle-aged policeman was secretly suspicious in his heart, and turned his head to look behind him again, and his fellow police officer who was still sleeping under the stone steps couldn't help frowning......

Tie Hua used the Concealment Charm to hide his figure, carrying his shoulders with a blue nose and swollen face, his clothes torn and his body burned, and the unconscious Immortals jumped on tiptoe on the roofs of the small houses that lined up in the city.

This immortal Taoist is not a good stubble, but unfortunately he was unlucky and met Tie Hua, an old dragon locker. Whether it is practice or actual combat experience, it is by no means comparable to that disciple. After only a few rounds, he was beaten by Tie Hua and had no power to fight back.

In the end, it ended up like this. couldn't move, let Tie Hua carry him a few ups and downs, then leaped out of dozens of zhang and left the Biji shop.

It was like a frightening leap, and the leap was full of three or five zhang of iron birch, but after a while, it came to the edge of Shala Lane. Without hesitation, he jumped into the alley, and after jumping into the alley, he walked briskly, and the wind was blowing under his feet.

In the blink of an eye, he came to the front of the Mu family's courtyard.

Tie Hua, who put away the concealment spell, appeared and knocked on the door of the small courtyard of the Mu family.

In a moment, the door opened, Mu Qingming stood behind the door, smiled and looked Tie Hua up and down for a while, and then landed on Tie Hua's right hand, and the bronze ghost bottle he was carrying flashed with surprise on his face: "It seems that Uncle Tie Hua has gained a lot today." ”。

As he spoke, he turned sideways, and after welcoming Tie Hua into the courtyard, he closed the door.

"He's not dead, Uncle Tiehua." At the same time, Mo Han, who was behind Mu Qingming, greeted him, looked at the immortal Taoist on Tie Hua's shoulder, and saw that he was dying, with many burns all over his body, as if he was controlled by Tie Hua's thunder method.

And Mo Han knew Mu Qingming's plan, and knew that this sect was extremely important to them to lock the dragon people and deal with the Immortal Dao, and no matter how heinous they were, they would not be able to die for the time being.

Thinking of this, Mo Han was somewhat worried about the life of the Immortal Daoist.

"Don't worry, young grandma, I'm measured." Tie Hua showed kindness, smiled slightly, and slammed the Immortal Daoist on his shoulder to the ground.

There was a muffled thud, and the cultist fell on the stone slab in the courtyard. Alarmed by the wonderful pen and the wonderful rain and music who were doing their homework in the house, they came out of the house to see, but after seeing that it was Tie Hua who brought an immortal Taoist, they came over curiously.

Under the sun, the Immortal Daoist on the ground twitched slightly. But he was still in pain, groggy, and his body was tied up by Tie Hua with a demon rope, and he couldn't move, so he had to lie on the ground for a while, silently bearing the severe pain in his skin and flesh and bones.

"Immortal Dao really knows about the existence of that rat spirit, but I'm afraid that he also knows about the gold." Mo Han looked at the Immortal Daoist on the ground, and after thinking about it for a while, he whispered to her husband Mu Qingming.

"Well, that's why I asked Uncle Tiehua to wait for the rabbit." Mu Qingming nodded, and his eyes looked at the bronze ghost bottle in Uncle Tie Hua's hand.

"It's just that I didn't expect that this bronze ghost bottle is still in the hands of the Immortal Dao." After a pause, Mu Qingming gave Tie Hua a look, then turned to Miaobi and said, "Send it to Father Zeng immediately, he is proficient in sealing this ominous thing." Let him immediately cast the sealing technique and seal this hoodoo thing, lest the ghost bottle harm the world again. ”。

Tie Hua immediately handed over the ghost bottle in his hand to the wonderful pen who nodded in response, and advised: "There is rat poison in the bottle, let Brother Zeng be more careful." ”。

Miaobi answered again, holding the ghost bottle and casting a concealment spell, and the breeze suddenly disappeared from the figure of himself and the ghost bottle, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Young master, then this disciple will be handed over to you to dispose of." Tie Hua said this, and the addiction to smoking returned, so he took out his cigarette stick and began to stuff the tobacco slowly.

"Miaoyu, you lock him up in the house of the Yangshou Palace, point the acupuncture points on the eight veins of his Qi Sutra, cut off the flow of evil qi in his body, and wait for me to deal with the matter of the rat spirit, and then come to clean him up." Mu Qingming said lightly, and asked Tie Hua to go to the main house, ignoring the injured Immortal Daoist: "Just give him some medicine, give him some food and water, but don't let him die." ”。

Mu Qingming was still waiting to perform thaumaturgy, and from this sect's mind, he could extract more information about the Immortal Dao. He didn't want this believer to go to the West.

The breeze was blowing, the grass and trees in the courtyard were swaying, and Miao Yu leaned down a little bit, like an eagle catching a chicken, and walked the dying immortal Taoist on the ground towards the side of the West House.

Tie Hua followed Mu Qingming and Mo Han, came to the main house and took a seat, lit the cigarette stick in his hand, took a deep breath, and swallowed the clouds and spit out the mist.

The look of satisfaction gradually appeared on his wrinkled face. After Tie Hua spit out the last wisp of smoke in his mouth, he asked Mu Qingming, "Young Master, have you found the rat spirit?" ”。

"Well, I'm sure I've found him." Mu Qingming slowly took out the paper wrapped in the golden retriever of the rat spirit from his sleeve, put it on the table, pushed the paper with his fingers, and pushed the package of paper in front of Tie Hua: "This is the hair I accidentally found in the courtyard of the Zhu family, and there is still the demonic energy of the rat spirit hidden in it." I'm going to wait for Miaotian to come back and let him perform the Dragonlocker's tracking technique, which is to locate the location of the rat spirit with qi, and then start the operation. ”。

When Tie Hua heard this, he picked up the package of paper but didn't open it, just put it in front of his nose, sniffed it, and said, "It's indeed the hair of the rat spirit, and the demonic aura is still very strong." ”。

Can Miaotian pinpoint the location of the rat spirit? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.

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