Chapter 170: Spirit Cultivator?

Yan Junze wasn't worried that the Ghost Silk Boss would be eliminated by the people of the supernatural event group first, but now it seems that that guy's strength is too high, and he is not capable of dealing with it at all.

Therefore, it doesn't matter if the paranormal event group is eliminated or not.

It's just that he's afraid that his tracks will be discovered.

Yan Junze checked in advance, there was no camera installed at the back of the mountain park, and no one usually went there except for the uncles and aunts who played the spinning top.

The inside of the warehouse is sundries, and there is nothing valuable, so it belongs to the monitoring blind spot.

And the monitoring in the community has no impact on him, and in the morning he has told the old man of the Li family in the villa area of Haotingmenyuan C5-1 that the old man has a great influence in the community, and it is easy to take away the surveillance video.

After thinking for a while, Yan Junze called Huang Chen.

Huang Chen was at the scene at the rear of No. 2 Mountain Park in Haotingmen Courtyard, and after answering the phone, Yan Junze asked: "Brother Chen, I heard that there is a big case in Haotingmen Courtyard!" Are you over there? ”

"Of course, this place has been cordoned off and the police have come out of the scene." Huang Chen said: "You kid is well-informed!" What do you want to ask? ”

"Have you found any supernatural things?" Yan Junze pretended to be a little curious.

"Found it." Huang Chen nodded, "It's at the foot of the mountain, but it's dead, and only a head remains." ”

"Isn't it powerful, what level?" Yan Junze asked.

"I can't know for the time being, but ......" Huang Chen said here, as if he had walked to a slightly remote place, and said in a low voice: "It should be related to the spirit cultivator, this dead spirit only belongs to the category of the spirit to be precise, but it should be called 'corpse' more appropriately." ”

"Raising corpses?" Yan Junze was shocked.

From this point of view, the cyan corpse boy who wanted to kill himself belonged to a certain spirit cultivator.

If this is the case, it is not simply the corpse boy who wants to kill himself, but the problem of the soul cultivator.

When did you offend a soul keeper?

Yan Junze wondered, and continued to ask: "If it is related to the spirit cultivator, can you find out the whereabouts of its owner?" ”

"It's difficult." Huang Chen shook his head, "If we had prepared in advance, it would have been possible to find out, but now we are also confused." And even if there is preparation, it must be handed over to the supernatural event team of the Heavenly Alliance District, and there is nothing we can do here. ”

After a pause, Huang Chen laughed: "You also passed the college entrance examination, right?" If you care so much about supernatural events, why don't you come to the group tomorrow to test it? ”

"Thanks, don't lie to minors. People still have to read! Yan Junze was about to hang up the phone, thought about it, and asked again: "By the way, this spirit was found there, there is nothing else?" ”

"Nope." Huang Chen said: "We used five spirit detectors to detect the surroundings, and we didn't find any other supernatural magnetic field fluctuations. ”

Didn't you even find the ghost silk boss?

Yan Junze was stunned for a moment, there may be two possibilities, one is that this guy's ability is too strong and overshadows the detection of the spirit detector, and the other is that the mysterious person who finally intercepted the boss may have solved it.

At the same time.

In the courtyard of Haotingmen, Bao Jie's aunt Bao Yunjing's house, who lives in a garden house, Bao Yunjing's family of four is sitting at home, and her husband Yan He has just gone to the mountain park.

Although the scene was cordoned off, I couldn't go in to see it.

But Yan He still told the family with certainty: "It is said that there are supernatural beings who died there, and the scene is very cruel." And according to Yan Junze's orders, we have been keeping vigil in turn last night, there is nothing abnormal, this supernatural should have been solved by him. ”

Not only that, but the Lin family, who also lived in the garden house, and the Zhao family in the villa area, also had family members who went to the scene to take a look, and according to the instructions, they took turns keeping vigil the night before, and nothing abnormal happened.

The old man of the Li family, who lives in C5-1 in the villa area, summoned everyone in the family at this moment and filled the living room.

Old Man Li's expression was solemn, but there was a faint hint of relief and relaxation in the corner of his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "I just went to the scene to see it in person, and I saw the supernatural killed by Master Yan up close, and that guy only had a cyan head left. It's okay, I'm sure our Li family is okay. ”

About two hours later, Yan Junze received a call from Zhou Dali, telling him that he had come out and was on his way to Fenghua Community.

Of the four remunerations this time, the largest one came from the wealthy businessman Li family, and 500,000 yuan went directly into Yan Junze's account. The rest of the Lin family and the Zhao family all contributed 200,000 yuan, one made an account, and the other took cash.

As for the cheapest is Bao Yunjing's family, for Bao Jie's sake, Yan Junze gave a friendship price, 20,000 yuan.

This time, he made 920,000 yuan, not including the fees on the platform.

With the money, tuition fees and the cost of future university life are gone, Yan Junze's heart fell to the ground.

Soon Zhou Dali came back, because after his parents got up in the morning, they saw that Yan Junze seemed to be really much better, although his face was still pale, but after relieving his heart, he told him to continue taking medicine, and then the two went to work.

There is only Yan Junze at home.

The backpack that Zhou Dali brought back contained 220,000 cash, and the rest of the money had already arrived in Yan Junze's account.

Yan Junze took out 10,000 yuan from the pile of money and handed it to Zhou Dali: "This is your hard work." ”

Zhou Dali's eyes lit up, but he scratched his head embarrassedly: "This ...... It doesn't quite fit, and I didn't bother much. I didn't register when I entered the Haoting Gate Courtyard, and I was asked by the community security guard with bad intentions. Then the neighborhood was cordoned off and the police interrogated him like a prisoner. Finally didn't catch the bus on the way back, spent a bit of a taxi fare, and then it was ......"

"Alright, alright." Yan Junze couldn't listen to it anymore, "Take it, just accept it, where is so much nonsense." ”

"Hey, hey." Zhou Dali's old face flushed, took the 10,000, and quickly stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

The trouser pockets immediately bulged to the brim.

Yan Junze took out another 10,000 yuan, and Zhou Dali immediately waved his hand when he saw this: "No, no, no, I can't ask for so much, no......"

"This is the money to buy you blood." Yan Junze threw the money to him, "Give me a few more bags in the future, every week...... Belch...... At least ten bags, just tell me if you don't have enough money. ”

Seeing Zhou Dali's face full of doubts, Yan Junze immediately blocked his mouth: "Don't ask anything, if you have money, hurry up and have fun in the past few days, but don't go to the bathing center, sauna and foot massage are not allowed, and you are not allowed to enter the kind of hair salon shop with a red light under the sign of a hair salon." You still have an entrance exam after you enter the school, so don't waste your body during this time. ”

Zhou Dali's face was surprised: ", why do you seem to know better than me?" People who don't have a little experience can't be like a few treasures! ”

"Give me 5 more bags of blood today, blood type is not limited, go quickly!" Yan Junze pushed him out of the room.

According to his own guess, if his staple food is drinking blood, he may not be limited to the problem of being the same blood type as himself.

In other words, it is possible to drink any blood type, and with today's "half-ghost" body, it should be possible to absorb any blood type.

At the same time.

Inside an old-fashioned residential building in Tianyi District.

Cheng Jingting's expression was gloomy, and he was rolling up his sleeves, staring at the skin on the inside of his right elbow.

The skin had been covered in a hard black shell, the surface of which was pitted and twisted, like the slime he had thrown on the ground for the corpse boy to lick.

"In vain, I spent 'magnetic field tremor' to send you to Shuntian City, Tianmeng District, in a short period of time, and it was so useless?!" Cheng Jingting muttered to himself.;