[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that the sarcoma monster on the chest of the evil way has been lying on the back and trying to deceive the evil way, in order to seize the other party's body. Subsequently, before Qi Gao arrived, the mass of sarcoma and the evil path started a physical battle. The dust of the physical battle was settled, and the sarcoma seized control of the body of the evil way, and instead of the evil way, he handed over the golden body of the little ghost to Qi Gao, who went to the appointment as scheduled. 】

The wind cleared, and there was only a deathly silence between the ruins.

Sitting quietly on the stone steps, the evil path with his eyes closed was as if he was dead, and his eyes were closed as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate, but he was not breathing. The mass of sarcoma on his chest also slowly closed his mouth after he stopped beating rhythmically.

In the silence, the stars in the sky were still dim and irrelevant. Between the ruins, both stopped. But I don't know why, but there is a kind of weirdness that can't be explained.

Perhaps it is the reason why there have been no insects and birds for a long time.

It wasn't until a long time later, when the night breeze once again swept through this ruined wall, that the evil path opened its eyes again, and at the same time let out a long breath. A distinctive, fishy smell erupted from his mouth and nose with his breath. And when he opened his eyes, there was no more blood-red blood. The original eyes turned into a pair of blue-yellow eyes, and the pupil in the middle was erected into a thin line.

The sarcoma in the chest is still there, although it has not beaten again, but it is all over the body, and the purple-black meridians that have not yet subsided are beating rhythmically with the pulse again.

"After hundreds of years of lying on the salary, I finally got my wish." The evil way of opening his lips and spitting out a female voice was exactly the same as the sound made by the sarcoma before.

Then he looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and then lowered his head, looking at his body, which was no longer in sight, except for the remaining pants and shoes, and frowned. In order to greet Qi Gao, he felt that he couldn't bare his chest and back like this, so he turned around and went to the half-collapsed room behind him. A moment later, he walked out of the house again in a coat and holding an oil lamp.

Standing on the stone steps again, the evil way coughed a few times in the night wind and hung his throat, and after the voice returned to the male voice, he sat cross-legged on the ground, put down the oil lamp, closed his eyes and recuperated, and quietly waited for Qi Gao's arrival.

The plan for Qi Gao's little ghost still has to be carried out; Although sarcoma occupies the body of the evil path, she also needs some funds to start her big plan for the future, reversing the feng shui array in the city to bring immortality to herself.

And Qi Gao is what she needs for her plan; If Qi Gao can be made to treat her as a god, then he can continue to get money from Qi Gao. can even mobilize Qi Gao to do a lot of things for her.

has been sealed and suppressed for a long time, and this group of sarcoma monsters has realized a hard truth, that is, even if it is an immortal who can turn his hands into clouds and rain with his hands, there will always be a time when he has been fighting alone. And if you can unite some helpers, then you will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

And Qi Gao is her first helper to realize her future plans.

"Master, no, nobleman, you really live here." After a while, Qi Gao's loud voice came from outside the temple gate. In the oil lamp at the foot of the evil way, the bean-sized flame on the wick swayed a few times as Qi Gao's voice came.

Hearing this, the evil path opened his eyes, and the pupils returned to normal human pupils that were white on the outside and black on the inside. He raised his eyes and looked forward, and saw Master Qi carrying a brass horse lamp covered with a glass cover on the outside, and walked past the crumbling temple gate.

The faint light in the glass cover illuminated the two feet around Qi Gao, and also brought a shadow on Qi Gao's face. But the eyes of the evil way that shot a sharp gaze still clearly saw the excitement and expectation on Qi Gao's face in the shadows.

Speaking of which, Qi Gao is worthy of being a horse runner, not to mention being born with an adventurous spirit, but also courageous. At night, he dared to go to the Long Worm Mountain alone, not even a single subordinate, not even a weapon.

Qi Gao, who was respectful, stepped through the withered yellow thatch in the courtyard with great strides, and walked to stand three feet away in front of the evil path that got up in three or five steps, and then put down the horse lantern, and bowed respectfully to the Taoist.

"The master invited me to come here tonight, but Qi Gao didn't dare to miss the appointment, so he came as scheduled; I wonder if the master has a way to resolve my wealth and help me get rich? After returning the salute to the evil way, Qi Gao couldn't wait to ask.

"Don't worry, the donor has made you a fortune boy in the past few days. Although it is impossible for the donor to get rich overnight, it can also resolve your catastrophe and bring you a lot of wealth. The evil way leaned down, picked up the golden body of the little ghost, and presented it to Qi Gao's hands: "You only need to worship this thing at home, and carry it with you when you go out in the past, then there will be no great financial disaster." ”。

Qi Gao didn't immediately reach out to borrow it, but looked at the golden body first. Mu Qingming's words invisibly made him a little more vigilant.

At this time, the evil way had secretly ordered that little ghost not to make trouble. Although his body has been occupied by the sarcoma-like monster, the imp who is afraid of his threat still obeys this body. So that little ghost had to honestly shrink in the golden cage.

In this way, this little imp's golden body is no different from ordinary gold. On the contrary, because of the meticulous workmanship, the innocence of children is carved vividly, and it looks cute.

After looking at this golden body for a long time, Qi Gao, who felt that it was not harmful, slowly stretched out his hand, took the golden body and stroked it, and then slowly raised his head, his face was full of gratitude.

"However, please offer the benefactor with his own blood." Without waiting for Qi Gao to speak, the Taoist said: "Only three drops are needed every day, and the drops are sprinkled on the forehead of the boy's golden body, and it can make it spiritual, and it can be used to prevent disasters and attract wealth for the donor." ”。

The night wind whistled and swirled around Qi Gao's feet.

Qi Gao, who was stunned for a moment, then the faint light of the fire in the horse lamp, with a faint vigilant gaze mixed with suspicion, turned around on the Taoist's face, and asked in confusion: "I don't know why I use blood?" ”。

Qi Gao, who was still a firm believer in the Taoist, faintly felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart after hearing that he was going to be offered with blood, which made his heart rate accelerate.

"Blood is the essence of man, and only this thing can make a child spiritual. And it doesn't have to be too much every day, just three drops, which is also non-toxic and harmless to the donor's body. The calm Taoist smiled, and indifferently said the excuse that he had already thought of: "In this way, the donor can smoothly go to the disaster and attract wealth." This is the only way you can think of for the benefactor. ”。

Hearing this, Qi Gao thought about it and felt that it was very reasonable. Isn't it just three drops of blood, what's the big deal?

In the midst of the lightning, Qi Gao's heart was uneasy and nervous, and the suspicions had disappeared. He bowed slightly, and after agreeing, he happily took out ten oceans from his arms and stuffed them into the hands of the Taoist: "I know that the master is a master outside the world, and he regards money as dung. But this boy's golden body is made of pure gold at first glance, and you can't let the master waste your money in vain. But I'm short on money right now, so I can only give you so much for the time being. When I finish the business smoothly, I will definitely be grateful. ”。

After the evil path and Qi Gao pretended to shirk it a few times, they finally put away the ten oceans.

After Qi Gao thanked him a few more words, he said, "It's not early." After saying goodbye, he lifted his horse lantern again, turned around and went down the mountain in addition to the broken temple.

After seeing him away, he turned around and entered the half-collapsed house behind him, and after a while, he walked out with a blanket on his shoulder, leaned down and blew out the lamp, and after putting the lampstand in the blanket after all the lamp oil arrived, he smiled coldly and walked slowly towards the outside of the temple......

In the provincial police department next to the Yuantong Temple, on the main office building, Zhao Liang's office is brightly lit. The rising smoke blurred the light and brought a halo of light.

Zhao Liang, an old cigarette gun sitting behind the desk, held a lit cigarette in his hand, and looked at the smoke rising from the cigarette butt covered with cigarette ash and dark red in a daze.

The celadon ashtray at his hand was already stuffed with cigarette butts and ash.

I don't know what annoyance made Zhao Liang smoke so many cigarettes in one go?

He stared at the smoke in a daze, lost in thought. The hall head's order to remove Mu Qingming still echoed in his mind.

In public or private, he didn't want to carry out this order. It's just that he had to agree in a hurry. And he knew that if he didn't agree, then the matter would definitely be handed over to the other police officers by the head of the department, and there would be no room for it.

When Zhao Liang was fine recently, he kept thinking about it. Fortunately, both he and the hall director still thought that the head of the Immortal Dao had not been captured or ambushed, and Mu Qingming was still useful, so that Zhao Liang still had time to think of countermeasures.

"Knock knock!" A knock came from outside the closed door, pulling Zhao Liang out of his thoughts. After he had gathered his mind, he pressed the cigarette butt in his hand, which was about to burn out, into the ashtray, and said to the door, "Come in." ”。

His apprentice, Brother Wang, then pushed the door in, and said, "Master, something is wrong." With these words, he strode to Zhao Liang's desk and stood still.

Zhao Liang raised his eyes, swept his sweaty face, frowned and asked, "What are you doing in a panic?" ”。

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Liang, who didn't know that Brother Wang was an immortal Taoist, immediately thought about whether it would be an immortal Taoist and made trouble in the city again. So Tengdi stood up and shouted, "Is there a murder in the city?" ”。

This sudden question made Brother Wang, who had already opened his lips, stunned suddenly, and forgot all the words that came to his lips in an instant.

After being stunned for a minute, Brother Wang remembered what he was going to say. He looked at Zhao Liang, who was looking at him with an expectant face, his eyes wide open, and after sneering, he waved his hand and said, "No, it's not a murder, it's a missing case." ”。

Zhao Liang's interest instantly disappeared a lot, and after slowly sitting down, he muttered: "It's not a murder?" ”。 Although the voice is small, there is a little disappointment between the lines.

"Of course not, where are there so many murders." Brother Wang Xiaoxiao said slowly: "Recently, I have always received reports that there are many children missing in the city. ”。

"Kids?" Zhao Liang was still immersed in disappointment, but when he saw Brother Wang talking and talking, he frowned, and after the suspicious look also flashed in the other party's eyes, he became interested again.

"Yes, the sub-bureau has received at least 20 similar cases in half a month, all of which are cases of missing children under the age of two." Brother Wang curled his index finger and scratched his nose: "It's okay to say that you lost one or two children; But it's weird to lose twenty of them all at once, right? ”。

What will happen to Qi Gao, please leave the little ghost? What's the dark secret behind the missing child? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.