Perceiving the residual aura of Dao art is not a simple matter.

It can even be said that it is very difficult to judge the opponent's spell school and strength level from the traces of the fight and the residual breath!

Either they are talented, or they have cultivated relevant secret methods, or their strength is really against the sky......

In short, this old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain named Zhang Ruoyu, a "temporary worker" of Group Zero of the National Security Bureau, was aware of Ah Huang's breath. And judged that his strength was about the beginning of a real person, which was quite rare for a Taoist priest who had not been awarded a basket.

"Old Daoist, since you are a member of the National Security Bureau Group Zero. Can you help us see this place, is there the kind of force that can't be known to the people, that kind of force is involved? ”

A slightly chubby, apparently officer-in-chief, ran over and asked him with a smile on his face.

The "kind of power" he said was naturally demons and monsters.

Zhang Ruoyu nodded, took out a compass from his arms, and then pinched a Taoist seal with his right hand, and walked around the warehouse full of rubble and ruined walls.

The chubby officer followed him, following in unison, looking a little nervous. I thought to myself, "But don't get too involved with those things!" Otherwise, it will be very troublesome to deal with, especially in terms of sealing the mouths of the common people......"

Zhang Ruoyu walked and walked, his face changed wildly, and his eyes flashed. There was a storm in my heart.

"This place...... It's really a small haunted nest! Oh my God, a haunted nest in the city. And it's not too deep to hide, if something goes wrong. How many people would die in that? ”

Even if he was sure that this ghost nest had been completely destroyed and all the ghosts had been destroyed, he was still a little scared in retrospect.

And the chubby police officer saw that the face of this old Taoist priest with fairy wind and bones changed drastically, and he was even more nervous and almost urinated.

"Dao, Dao Chief...... It can't really be that kind of thing, right? Is it serious? ”

He asked cautiously.

Zhang Ruoyu restrained the nervous expression on his face, turned around and lightly told him not to be nervous, although this place was a very scary place before, but now it is completely fine. Moreover, the yin qi of the entire Qianwu Square has basically dissipated, and there should be no more strange suicides or unnatural deaths in the future, so that the district leaders can prepare to vigorously attract investment again.

Although he was a Taoist priest, he even went to Europe and the United States to study when he was young, and he still attached great importance to the national economy. A few words like this can be regarded as benefiting the people......

"Alright officer, it's okay here. Find someone to fix it, and you can remove the alarm. That's a good thing. ”

"Old Daoist! Thank you so much. ”

The chubby police officer was so happy that the flesh on his cheeks was trembling, and he shook Zhang Ruoyu's hand vigorously......

The doubts in the old Taoist priest's heart were not completely solved.

He looked around, looking at the warehouse that looked like it had been swept by bulldozers and steamrollers, and thought to himself: "Such terrifying destructive power is at least the peak of the three real people." And if it's the kind of three-pot real person who specializes in pure offensive Dao arts! I don't know if this river city is so turbulent? ”

Originally, when Fu Yang's ghost path awakened for the second time, the destructive power was indeed very strong, and when he was sadistic, he almost destroyed the ghost nest.

In addition, Dong Weike, the ghost king, although he can only exert the strength of the peak of the ghost king. But after all, the realm is still there, the combat skills are still there, and the "fiercest domestic violence in history" was staged, and the warehouse was almost completely demolished and scrapped into ruins......

"That's it, don't think about it yet. After Lao Dao used the tracking technique to find the disciple of my Dragon Hall, he would find out as soon as he asked! ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruoyu no longer paid attention to the busy police, and came to the place where Ah Huang had cast a spell and stood still.

He took out a piece of rune paper from his arms, clamped it between his fingers, and lit it with a few light shakes in the air. In all directions, a white mist invisible to the naked eye was absorbed into it and burned to ashes.

The old Taoist priest breathed a breath at the ashes of the rune paper again, and the ashes fell into the compass in his hand......

"That's it! Found it, this little guy is in that direction. ”

As soon as the robe was shaken, Shi Shiran walked out of the warehouse.

In Fu Yang's rental house, the two of them, a ghost and a cat, had just finished breakfast, and they were playing poker.

The one who loses is punished by putting an apple on his head and accumulating all the time. If you fall down, you must drink a basin of boiled water!

Master Xiong may be because he is a monster, and he is not so skilled and sensitive about human play after all. Lose the most.

I haven't played for half an hour, and I already have seven apples on top of my head!

The most awesome thing is that this thing doesn't use mana, and the seven apples really don't fall off one by one!

Ah Huang and Fu Yang were dumbfounded.

"Awesome my brother! Dead fat cat, did you practice this in the circus? Seven apples on the top of the head, and they can not fall off. ”

"Hahaha! That is, grandpa, I am known as an invincible fairy, and the top seven apples are considered wool? Even if you top seven durians, it's fine......"

Wei Ke, who had never lost a handful, added faintly next to him: "Okay, I'll change it to durian for you later." ”

Fu Yang smiled: "I think it's better to stuff durian into Xiong Ye's chrysanthemum......"

I have to say that the pure Fu Yang has been taught badly by Master Xiong!

Just when the dead fat cat was desperately struggling, suddenly there was a violent knock on the door outside.

Knock knock, knock knock!

Because the sound was too loud, Master Xiong was startled when he was not careful. All seven apples on the top of the head fell off.

"I knocked on the door, second uncle!" It roared angrily and told Ah Huang to hurry over and open the door.

Crunch.

The door of the room was opened by Ah Huang.

In front of him, an old Taoist priest with a scruffy beard, his hair messed up into a chicken nest and tied up with branches, was similar to a beggar, thin and thin.

Ah Huang instantly felt a very familiar aura rushing to his face.

"This ...... This is the feeling of the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain. Who is he? ”

Ah Huang's heart was turned upside down, but he was still very calm on the surface: "May I ask this Taoist, who are you looking for?" ”

Zhang Ruoyu smiled at him: "I'll look for you!" ”

"Looking for me? Could it really be that old bastard finally remembered that he still had an apprentice outside, and the people from the Dragon Tiger Mountain Sect came to look for me? ”

Ah Huang was overjoyed.

Sure enough, in the next sentence, Zhang Ruoyu asked him: "Look at your breath, it should be my Longhu Mountain's Longtang disciple, right?" Who is your master? Can you tell me? ”

The old Taoist priest is kind and pleasant. Asked him in a somewhat pretended tone of an outsider.

Zhang Ruoyu's status and seniority in Longhu Mountain Longtang are quite high, and he feels that Ah Huang should be one of his juniors......

Ah Huang was just about to answer, but he saw the face of the senior of Longhu Mountain on the opposite side change, and then shouted uncontrollably: "Where is the evil so shameless?" Sneak attack on the old ass! Damn it...... It hurts! (Fourth Update!) There will be another chapter later, which will be completed before 12 o'clock! ）