[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Mu Qingming noticed that the golden retriever found from the crack in the brick still contained a little demonic energy. Take it home and give it to Miaotian to use it as a clue to track the traces of the rat spirit. and proposed to incinerate the dead bodies of the Zhu family as soon as possible, but was opposed by Xu Lao. And Mo Han, who was in the small courtyard of the Mu family, couldn't figure out why the owner of the ghost city was willing to pay twice the price to buy the gold stolen by the rat spirit. Led out Mu Qingming put away the golden retriever, ready to wait for Miao Tian to come back from work, and let the other party use the golden retriever to perceive and track the traces of the rat spirit. However, the boss of the Provincial Police Department did not incinerate the corpse of the Zhu family for Zhao Liang, and never thought that the rat poison in the poisonous blood would volatilize with the exposure of the sun and spread in the city. 】

The warm sunshine spreads out in the small courtyard of the wooden family.

Beams of sunlight shine through the kitchen window and into the kitchen. The dust that drifted in the air could be seen clearly in the golden light.

The ham and beef jerky hanging in the kitchen slowly oozed golden droplets of oil in the sunlight.

Mo Han looked at the golden retriever in Mu Qingming's hand, didn't ask any more, and continued to bow his head and wash the dishes and chopsticks. She could have avoided these things, but she couldn't be idle now because of her habit of doing it, and it became natural for her to get used to it.

Mu Qingming, on the other hand, carefully folded the paper in his hand again, and wrapped the golden retriever tightly in the paper.

Mo Han, who had already washed the dishes and chopsticks, carefully dried the dishes and chopsticks, and after receiving them one by one in the cupboard in the corner, he poured the remaining clean water into the copper kettle by the stove, and then put the copper kettle on the side of the large stove, which had been lit in the small stove.

"And when are you going to do it?" After boiling the water, Mo Han, who sat next to Mu Qingming, spoke again and asked her husband, "When are you going to catch that rat spirit?" ”。

She was a little impatient about it. It's not that Mo Han is so righteous and awe-inspiring, and she is forced to hope to subdue demons and eliminate demons, it's just that she can't wait for the cat general to roll back to Annan with the rat spirit now, and no longer appear in front of her and her husband in the future.

For the delicate cat general last night, he always squeezed his eyebrows at her husband intentionally or unintentionally, and Mo Han still can't let go.

"It's up to Miaotian, if he can track down the rat spirit as soon as possible, then we can act quickly and catch this rat spirit as soon as possible." After putting away the paper wrapped in the golden retriever, Mu Qingming suddenly frowned, and a faint worry appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Yesterday, he was also glad that the rat spirit only stole things in the city and did not hurt people, and today he saw the corpse of the tragically dead old man Zhu's family.

The rat spirit is no longer only stealing, he has begun to kill.

Although Master Zhu has been a man who has achieved the anger of heaven and resentment, it is simply heinous, and he really deserves to die, and it is not many times to die ten times or eight times. But among his subordinates, at least the maids who died tragically with Master Zhu are innocent. But the rat spirit also executed those innocent maids together. This made Mu Qingming worried; He was worried that once the rat spirit who had opened the killing ring became addicted to killing, and killed people indiscriminately in the city, regardless of whether it was good or bad, black and white, in order to solve the desire to kill, it would be even more troublesome.

What's more, if what the great monk of the ghost city lord said was true that the gold was stolen by the rat spirit, it would be even more difficult for Mu Qingming to be leisurely. How much power is contained in the gold, Mu Qingming knows it well. Once the rat spirit draws power from it, the cat urine sent by the Great Monk Demon Dao can no longer be subdued.

Although the dragon locker's magical powers can kill the rat spirit, but for the sake of what the rat spirit has done, and for the sake of the chivalrous and righteous heart, Mu Qingming still hopes to spare his life, and the cat general can bring him back to Annan.

As a last resort, Mu Qingming was unwilling to kill this monster; Worried, he was even more desperate than his wife Mo Han to find the trace of the rat spirit as soon as possible, subdue it and hand it over to General Cat to bring back to Faluo.

"I heard that Master Zhu often sells women in secret, and even directly robs women who have no money and power, and also exterminates the woman's family. It's not a pity that this kind of scum dies, but I think this rat spirit did the right thing. Just when Mu Qingming was silent, Mo Han seemed to sigh again, and said slowly: "These days, the monsters have come out to do chivalrous righteousness, what is there in the world." ”。

Saying this, Mo Han's eyes became a little deeper, looking at the dust floating in the sunlight in front of him, and remembering the water monkey that helped them catch the old dragon. That's a youkai who wants to protect humans. In the mouths of some dramas and storytellers, these are heinous creatures, all of which are protecting human beings. On the contrary, it is human beings themselves, who are always happy to harm their own kind.

It's ironic.

The flames of the stove scorched the kettle above, and there was a screeching sound from the spout, spitting out a thin white mist.

In the mist, Mo Han got up and lifted the kettle containing boiling water from the stove.

Mu Qingming also recovered from his contemplation, raised his eyes to look at the golden sunlight outside the kitchen door, and the bluestone slabs shining in the sunlight, thinking about his wife's casual exclamation, and after stopping for a while, he opened his lips slightly, and sighed leisurely: "Yes, today's world is such a world, and there are chaos everywhere, so even demons have begun to act chivalrous." ”。

When the words landed, a faint look of guilt appeared on Mu Qingming's face and eyes; has no ability, but due to the restrictions of the clan rules, he can't serve the country and the people, and he can't even live as well as the rat spirit who is happy to take revenge.

Mu Qingming was suddenly in a trance, not knowing whether it was right or wrong for him to arrest the rat spirit?

He fell into deep thought again.

But after a while, the guilt in his eyes gradually faded. He can't save the world, but he can save people, and he can't let the rat spirit do anything wrong, even if the rat spirit punishes the wicked, but the rat spirit doesn't have this right, and it also implicates a lot of innocents.

Mu Qingming once again made up his mind that he must be in charge of the matter of the rat spirit to the end, and he must not let the rat spirit be unable to extricate himself from the pleasure of indulging in killing......

On the lively Biji shop, opposite the alley where Zhu's house is located, there is a most famous steam-pot chicken shop in Kunming City. This shop doesn't sell anything else, only steam-pot chicken. All of them are steam pots made of Jianshui purple pottery, and the chickens are all Wuding fat chickens.

It is said that this chicken is also very particular about eating, whether it is the salt chicken in Guangdong or the strange chicken in Sichuan, or the flower chicken in Changshu, or the fried eight pieces in Shandong, it is all about a thin meat firewood, fat is tasteless, so you have to eat fat and thin evenly to taste. Only this Wuding chicken is extremely fat and flavorful, so the ingredients used in this steam-pot chicken shop are all Wuding fat chicken. Therefore, after removing the lid of the steam pot, the soup in the pot is as clear as water, and the chicken is fragrant.

In addition to the delicious steamed chicken and the particularly tender chicken, there is also a strange thing about this shop, that is, there is no signboard with the name of the store, and there is no pretense hanging on the door, and the door of the store is not tall and brilliant, and it is mediocre. Only at the entrance there is a long plaque hanging high, on which the four strokes are vigorous and powerful, and the golden light is in large characters: "Cultivate righteousness"; Perhaps it is because the steam-pot chicken can replenish blood and solidify qi that such a plaque is hung. Therefore, the locals directly call this restaurant "cultivating righteousness".

If you hear the people of Kunming say with great interest: "Today I want to cultivate righteousness." Outsiders don't understand, but the locals know that the person who said this is going to eat the steam-pot chicken made in this restaurant.

After Zhao Liang hurried back to the police station, the policemen who stayed behind to guard the scene naturally failed to resist the temptation of the chicken fragrance wafting from this store. Since the boss was not there, they simply left the losing person to guard the scene after guessing the boxing, and everyone else poured into the store, called three steam-pot chickens, and feasted on them. also take the opportunity to touch the fish and be lazy.

"It's also strange to say, in the past, Inspector Zhao invited Young Master Mu to come, and this Young Master Mu had to check the corpse several times, for fear of missing something. But why did Young Master Mu insist on incinerating the corpse without checking it over and over again this time? "The appearance is simple, the structure is unique, and the fragrance in the steam pot with a flat belly is overflowing, which makes the policemen's appetite move. After they had a good meal, one of the little policemen who was a little thin was sweaty, and hurriedly took off his police hat, took it in his hand as a fan, and after fanning himself, the middle-aged policeman with a sparse beard on his mouth asked: "Those corpses are nothing more than a terrifying death, but don't wait for the bitter master to collect the corpses, and don't let Xu Lao pull the corpses back to the police station for reexamination, how can you not say it?" ”。

While talking, the little policeman didn't stop holding chopsticks, and put a few pieces of steaming chicken into his bowl.

The middle-aged policeman swallowed the chicken in his mouth before he said slowly thoughtfully: "Young Master Mu must have his intentions, maybe those corpses are not just hideous and terrifying." ”。

The middle-aged policeman put down his chopsticks, took out a paper cigarette roll and a box of tea from his pocket, put the paper cigarette roll under his nose, sniffed the tobacco in it carefully, and then put it in his mouth.

Then he slowly opened the matchbox, took out a match, closed the box with his hand, and wiped the match head to the side of the box, and the flame suddenly started.

The middle-aged policeman leaned the match butt against the cigarette butt and lit the cigarette butt of the paper cigarette roll. Then he slowly squinted his eyes and shook his hand to extinguish the flame on the match. At the same time, he took a sharp breath. Then open the stubble of your lips slightly and spit out a smoke ring.

As the smoke exited, the middle-aged policeman's eyes deepened. He once followed Zhao Liang and Mu Qingming to write cases, and knew that this Young Master Mu was by no means a gentleman, and he did have some real materials. In particular, the use of horseback cloth to deal with evil people also opened the eyes of this policeman.

So this time, he believed that Mu Qingming's insistence on incinerating the body was also for a reason.

However, he didn't understand why the director of the police department no longer relied on Mu Qingming this time, but insisted on letting the Zhu family identify the body.

It was the opposition of his boss that Zhao Liang, who had to set up firewood and burn the body on the spot, so he hurried back and had to argue with the director.

Under the smoke, after eating and drinking enough, the middle-aged policeman who was smoking a cigarette was silent, but he still agreed with Mu Qingming's proposal; He always felt that the corpses in the courtyard of the Zhu family were by no means just hideous, nor were they things that could be parked for a long time. He always felt that there was something frightening and dangerous hidden in the corpse.

He didn't know it was rat poison, but he always felt that those corpses had been parked for too long, and it would definitely be a matter of long nights.

And just when these policemen were busy eating steampot chicken, the corpses in the Zhu family's house, under the sun, there was a purple and black stench in the seven orifices slowly rising, and the rat poison diffused as Mu Qingming expected.

What are the consequences of diffuse rat venom? If you want to know what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown.