[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Mu Qingming followed the abbot of Yingkong, and walked hard under the wind and rain, all the way from the city to the Tanhua Temple outside the city, and finally saw the leper monk after the attack, and the wounds on his body were shocking. Mu Qingming saw that he couldn't speak or see, so he wrote in the palm of his hand to ask, wanting to ask for the slightest clue. And the Immortal Dao Grand Judge, who was ordered to retrieve the soul qi, also looked for the special corpse qi that was emitted from the soul qi at this time, and left it on the ground, and found a simple small courtyard under the Screw Mountain. The grand judge broke into the door, just in time to see an old thief in the house, and then played with the soul. And Mu Qingming continued to write with his palm, and from the leper monk, he did ask a lot of clues. 】

The rain and mist rose in the cold wind, and the raindrops were endlessly drenched, bringing a little dampness, filled with a slight chill, and also washed away all the dust on the earth.

Under the splashing raindrops and rain, the chief judge looked at this humble courtyard standing alone under the screw mountain in the wind and rain, he not only saw the special corpse qi emitted by the soul qi, the doors and windows were closed not far from the opposite side, and the faint light emanated from the main house with a faint light in the gaps in the doors and windows, lingering in the courtyard for a long time.

In addition, this simple courtyard was also full of other corpses, scattered among the houses in the courtyard. I saw that by the well in the courtyard, there was also a corpse qi that seemed to be nothing, surrounding the well fence carved out of the rock, flying with the wind.

There is no need to think much or investigate carefully, and the experienced magistrate also knows that the small courtyard in front of him is indeed a den of thieves.

In this kind of industry, out of the 365 days a year, more than 100 days stay in the tombs and tombs, dealing with all kinds of coffins and ancient corpses, and it is inevitable that they will be contaminated with a lot of corpse gas, and they will be brought back to their residences and homes.

For example, in the simple courtyard in front of him now, there are all kinds of corpse gas. It is not visible to the naked eye, but the unique eyes of the Grand Judge can see it clearly. In the courtyard under the wind and rain, the dark red corpse qi that was filled with it came from the blood corpse, the dark green corpse qi came from the jade corpse, and the jet-black corpse qi with a faint rancid smell came from the rotting corpse.

There is also a crystal cyan, which comes from the sweat corpse.

"To be able to bring back so much corpse qi, this thief has really rich experience and has stolen a lot of ancient tombs." Thinking like this, the chief judge shook his body and walked directly through the loose and somewhat crooked wooden fence like a charm, and stood in front of the main house in the courtyard in the next second.

The closed door of the main house was right in front of him, and in the slender crack between the two doors, there was a corpse qi containing binding power, floating out of it continuously.

And although there was only one door apart, the Grand Judge had clearly sensed that the room behind the door was filled with a strong binding force. If you can have qi to guide, you can exert a powerful fixing technique. Not only can you use it to fix your body, but you can also bind your gods.

This is exactly the same as the characteristics of the soul qi that Liu Yang told him.

The Grand Judge was sure that he had come to the right place, and immediately raised his hand and raised his sleeve, and suddenly a powerful force suddenly appeared in his cuffs, and rushed towards the closed door.

A muffled sound of "bang", like a sudden sound of thunder under the wind and rain, suddenly sounded on the door of the main house of the small courtyard, which was not solid. The latch behind the door immediately broke, and the two doors that had been split in two fell sharply backwards, and the door was immediately opened.

Everything behind the door was presented in front of the Grand Judge's eyes. The small hut was covered with dust, not even a single stone slab. The cobwebs hung between the dusty beams and pillars were blown by the strong wind that blew when the door was opened, and the spider silk broke apart and hung between the beams and pillars and swayed in the wind.

And the furnishings in the house are as simple as in the courtyard, and they are very simple. The bed in the corner with a patched mosquito net, I can't see what's in the net, but it's not a luxury.

Apart from this bed, all that was left of the room was a large chest at the foot of the bed, and a square table with brick legs in the middle of the opposite door. Indeed, it is not only shabby, but also a little shabby. And on the edge of the square table, there sat a lean old man in gray clothes, who was turning his head over, and his stunned gaze shot out from his wide-wide eyes like an arrow from the string, and landed in front of the door of the opposite house, and stood in the rain with an umbrella.

It was the old thief who dug out the bronze coffin from Shizhai Mountain a few nights ago while the night was dark and windy, and then escaped from death.

As bandits, their ears are good, and they have not degraded due to old age. But before the grand judge pushed the door, the old thief in the house did not hear the slightest sound, including the sound of footsteps, and the door was broken open by the other party, and this alone was enough to arouse the vigilance of the old thief. The second is that although the chief judge looks harmless to humans and animals, he is very raw, which makes the old thief stunned for a while, and the stunned look on his face is instantly fixed between his facial features.

After the chief judge swept the room, his curious eyes fell on the old thief's hand, and saw a silver nail in his hand, and then moved his gaze to the table, and saw that there were five or six other silver nails lying on the table, which were exactly the same as the silver nail in the old thief's hand, and they were exactly the same as the one in the old thief's hand, whether it was the pattern or the length or size, it was exactly the same. These silver nails are shining in the bean headlights. The Grand Judge's eyes immediately flashed with excitement.

The corpse qi containing strong binding power is continuously emanating from these silver nails. With the night breeze pouring in through the cracks in the airy earthen walls, it spilled through the room, filling every corner of the room.

Soul energy, those silver nails are the soul energy that the Grand Judge has been looking for for a long time. A hundred days ago, Liu Yang personally secretly used bronze coffins and unique ancient corpses to secretly make utensils in the blessed Ji Cave in Shizhai Mountain.

After searching for a long time in the cold wind and rain of this night, he finally saw what he wanted, and the chief judge couldn't be happier. The joy is indescribable.

The strong wind used behind him blew the spotless and clean robe on the Grand Judge's body to sway a few times and fly. Laugh lines rose from his chest and rose to the corners of his mouth.

Slowly put down the hand that put away the umbrella, trembled slightly, and the umbrella shook off a little round droplets, and the ground fell on the ground beside him and ejected.

"Who are you? Why did you come to my house? The muscles at the corners of the old thief's eyes trembled, and he recovered from his stunned astonishment, opened his somewhat chapped lips, and continued to look at the Immortal Dao Grand Judge and asked in a trembling voice.

The chief judge raised the corners of his mouth, and after smiling faintly, he slowly raised his hand and pointed to the silver nail that the other party was still holding in his hand, and said unhurriedly: "The thing you are holding in your hand is mine." ”。

Before the words came out, the old thief on the other side was stunned again and froze on the chair.

"You're just going to give it to me? Or am I going to beat you half to death and take the things away? After a pause, the smiling Changshengdao stepped over the threshold and stood in the room. As he spoke, the old thief's hand quickly reached under the table beside him, and he suddenly pressed a raised piece of wood under the embedded table.

The ground under the feet of the Immortal Dao Grand Judge, who had just finished speaking, immediately became soft, and he could no longer bear his weight, and suddenly sank down. A bottomless pitch-black cave mouth also fell with the dust and appeared at the feet of the Immortal Dao Grand Judge out of thin air......

The wind and rain make the mountain road outside Tanhua Temple muddy, but let the grass and trees inside and outside the Zen temple look new, more vivid green than in the past, every leaf is emerald green, every flower that has not been destroyed by wind and rain, is even more delicate.

In addition to being moist, the air is also fresh. Take a sip and you'll be refreshed while refreshing.

But the leper monk's house was very depressing. Just the bloody bandage wrapped around the head of the leper monk can see the depression and depression in the chest.

Mu Qingming stayed with the leper monk, and after writing those words, he suddenly pondered.

Judging from the situation of the leper monk, the other party can kill him with one move, and send him to the west to see the Buddha within a minute. But the other party obviously did not choose to kill him, but made him unable to speak, see, or hear.

What is the meaning and purpose of doing this, it has become a question in Mu Qingming's heart. For a while, I was really puzzled.

Abbot Yingkong and Yingzheng, who were staying on the side, although they were a little anxious, thinking that they couldn't wait to know the answer, they didn't urge, they just stood silently in place, waiting for Mu Qingming to continue to write with his palm, asking for more clues and answers.

And Ah Hong had already stepped forward, stood beside Mu Qingming, bent down and leaned down, and whispered in his ear: "Master, this murderer seems to be a bit of a leper monk, such a pervert, could it be the Tao of Immortality?" At present, inside and outside the city, this cult is the only one who likes to torture others for pleasure. ”。

Ah Hong's words were just speculations, not the result of careful thinking, but when Mu Qingming heard it, it was a flash of inspiration.

If it's the Immortal Dao, then it makes sense. There are many cultists in this cult whose cultivation is on par with Mu Qingming and others, and their style is mostly able to torture opponents, and they will never be fatal with one move.

Moreover, in this way, the immortal Dao, which is dormant in the dark this year and acts in a low-key manner, will not be suspected. However, Mu Qingming had contact with the leper monk, and he first became the object of suspicion in Tanhua Temple.

With Mu Qingming's active brain, he immediately thought that it was the Immortal Dao who used the hand of Tanhua Temple to stare them to death. Just as Mu Qingming secretly cooperated with Zhao Liang and used the idle policemen in the Provincial Police Department to stare Changshengdao to death. It's all about restricting each other's actions.

Therefore, Changshengdao can't let the leper monk die, and he wants to be shocked by his injuries, but he can't speak, see, or hear, so that no one knows who hurt him in the end.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingming took the leper monk's hand, and in his outstretched palm, he wrote: "Did the person who hurt you report his family?" Is it not a person who claims to be immortal? ”。

Tilting his head slightly, he felt the fingertips passing in his palm, and the words that gradually formed slowly took shape in the heart of the leper monk.

When Mu Qingming's last word was written, the leper monk was stunned, shook his head slowly, and denied his question.

The next second later, Mu Qingming was suddenly stunned, and doubts and incomprehension gradually surged in his eyes.

I thought back to the strange people and strangers he met after he came to Kunming City. Mu Qingming knows that the leper monk still has some cultivation, and he is not a general. can be counted, inside and outside the city, except for the dragon lock man Changshengdao and the great monk of the ghost city lord, basically no one is the opponent of the other party.

Just when Mu Qingming was puzzled again, the leper monk took the initiative to take his hand for the first time and wrote in his palm: "The other party calls himself a holy sect. ”。

Will the Grand Judge be able to reclaim his soul? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.