"As shown in Fig. Every four adjacent dots above. The actual distances are all 100 meters apart. Some of the 11 points are hundreds of meters away from each other. But there is a 100-meter point in the middle that connects to it. It can be described as. You've got me. I've got you. 100 meters constantly"

"Master. You mean. Seven more people will die on this road in the future. There will be no more similar car accidents on this road. ”

"Yes. Someone put a death trap with the word 'kill' on this five-fork intersection. It is specially used to trap and kill innocent passers-by. All it takes is for the victim to die a tragic death. The soul will naturally fall into the pre-laid death trap. Wait until. God doesn't know. When the ghost doesn't know it. And he came and fetched it. Possess it for your own use"

I'm fine to hear it. After all, I've been through a lot. The drowned teacher wants to take people's souls and return them to yang after death. A delusional female ghost wants to be reborn with ten souls. Even the human demon often sucks souls in order to live forever. Too much. Too much. However, the big teacher panicked when he heard this. Sweated. They all looked a little twitching. But. He still asked tremblingly:

"Who the hell is doing this? So vicious. ”

"If. No mistake. This must be the mysterious ghost cultivation technique of the Demon Dao."

"Demon Dao. Ghost raising. The big teacher was confused. I don't know why.

"The path of monasticism. The long road is long and lonely. If. The road house is hidden. Raise a bewitching female ghost as a life partner. Isn't it a happy thing. ”

"What. You can still play like this," the big teacher was shocked and dropped his jaw.

"Of course. Another possibility is to become a monk halfway. For example, a child dies or suffers a tragedy. Life. Unsustainable. Learn the evil art of this crooked way. Protect the soul of your child from dissipating in ashes."

"That's the pretext for all of this. Use other people's souls to bring those ghosts to life. Like when you were alive. But. And so and so on. Day after day. Year after year. There will be more innocent deaths.

"Damn. They are too selfish. Ask for someone else's soul. Let people die unexpectedly. So vicious. Damn it."

"There is good and evil in the world. Comeuppance. They will go to hell when they die."

"That. Guru. How to solve this puzzle. Or rather. How do you catch those demons? ”

"Demon Dao, that's so easy to catch. He's like a drop in the ocean. I only know that there is but I can't find it."

"You mean. This thing is like a ghost. Only heard. Haven't seen it."

"I'm afraid it's even more outrageous than ghosts. Vast sea of people. Nowhere to be found. It's too deep. This person. It could be you. It could be me. Or maybe it's the owner of this shop. Or maybe it's among the thousands of tourists. Who is the demon road. Who knows best in their own hearts. And we don't recognize it at all. Because. He. I won't say it's a demon on my face."

"It's horrible. Are they left to go unpunished? But we can't do anything with them."

"Not really. There's always a way. In a word. Our master and apprentice have traveled all the way here, and you think we're here for a tour. ”

"So let's say. The master already has a way in his heart."

"It's not enough for a death trap with the word 'kill' to be old man," the master handled calmly. Said with confidence.

After listening to Master's words, the eldest teacher's face, which was originally overly frightened, just turned a little bright. Who knew that the master added another sentence. Words that make both me and the great teacher shudder:

"It's easy to break a death trap, it's not a difficult problem. I've been thinking about how to set it up. How to kill that demon path together. lest he leave a curse on the world."

"Ahh He couldn't believe it.

"Master. Never. Demon Dao is breaking the law. The trial and punishment of crimes by their own laws. We can't transgress the law. He who easily asks for people's lives. What's the difference between that and that demon way? Again. Where do we have this right?"

"Can the law fight the demons? Law is morality. When you meet someone who doesn't keep the way, you lose your meaning: "I am young and vigorous. I really helped Master speak.

Master hurriedly stopped me. Look at his old man's expression. Maybe it's the realization of your own recklessness. You said. Usually kill a ghost or something. No one could see it. No one cares. It's unreal. But in reality. You, Mr. Yin and Yang, are also going to kill to pay for your life. It is also a crime.

The three of us sat together and neither of us spoke. The scene was a little stiff for a moment. The big teacher plucked his eyes. Keep rubbing your eyes and neck. The mouth began to mumble incessantly:

"Don't kill demons. He is a scourge everywhere. Kill him and break the law. It's a contradiction. But except for Mr. Yin and Yang or a master of Taoism. The police couldn't find him again. What the hell should I do?"

"Two masters. I've come all the way to bring you here. and let you do that murderous thing."

The master laughed against his will. He suddenly suppressed his smile and said word by word:

"I have one more concern. If. We can't effectively control the demon path. It's just a simple destruction of his 'kill' death trap. When he comes to fetch his soul. It was found that the trap was destroyed early. He has no soul to take. No souls available. The ghosts in the house cannot be fed. And there is a possibility of ashes at any time. He would ruin the results of all his efforts. Falling short. I'm afraid he'll be annoyed and angry. The madness uses less vicious methods to extract the living souls of innocent people. There is still a steady stream of people to lose. Maybe even more inhumane."

"It's horrible. This is not a choice question at all," the big teacher broke out in a cold sweat. It's like losing your soul. Wilted.

"Between good and evil. Always. Either you die or I live. The end is always the same. Fish Die and the Net Breaks"

"Isn't it? There is no such thing as a double term. The big teacher asked eagerly.

"Yes. But everything is about chance."

"Then it must not be so easy to do. It's really embarrassing for the master," the great teacher said with relief.

Master snorted coldly. Lost in thought. Of course. He didn't scoff at the words of the great teacher. Instead, think about how to go next.

"It's all about the long term. Without further ado. For the sake of the present...... Let's put it this way. Let's go in two steps. Destroy the Death Trap first. And then. Find out the demon path again. Even if you don't kill him, you will maim him. ”

"Master. Do you have to use such violent means? "The big teacher is a little difficult to accept.

"You don't understand. I'm talking about that. It's just that the memory of the demon road's ghost cultivation technique is crippled to him. Let him forget completely. He won't be able to do anything unreasonable."

"This. Fear. It's not that easy, right?" the big teacher always looked like he was lonely and unheard. Of course. And he is not to blame for that. After all, interlacing is like separating mountains.

"It depends on the ability of our master and apprentice."

"Hmm. That's right, too. We can trust the master," the big teacher finally had a look of affirmation on his face.

"Brother Dawei. You go do one thing now. ”

"What's the matter?"

"I'm afraid you're going to have to go to the mainland."

"How to Speak"

"You go to the interior to find a good stonemason. Let him carve seven dragons one foot wide and three feet long."

"Dragon's head." The big teacher's face was full of puzzlement.

"That's right. Tap. It must be a lifelike faucet."

"Do it."

"You find someone to do a good job of these seven dragon heads. Then follow the drawings to find the remaining seven points at the fork in the road. Then he buried the dragon's head five feet below the seven points. And so and so on. The death trap of the demon Dao's 'kill' word has been cracked."

"It's amazing."

"The dragon's head is used to suppress all evils. It's incredibly powerful. Time-tested. All you have to do now is hurry up and make a faucet. The faucet must be buried before the next car accident. Destroy the death trap of the word 'kill'. You're running out of time."

The big teacher hurriedly opened the folder to find the record. It's been more than twenty days since the last car accident. That is, about ten more days. There will be another tragic car accident at the fork in the road. This one. The big teacher knows better than anyone else. He said to himself as he flipped through the papers. "Time is running out. I'll do it right away."

The big teacher got up and left. Hurriedly sat down again. Not without worry, he said to the Master:

"Master. Vast sea of people. How do you find the way of demons? I'm worried too. We destroy his death trap. I'm afraid he'll take the risk to kill more innocent people."

"Leave this to our master and apprentice. We have our own way."

"I'm an atheist. Not feudal. Not superstitious. But I believe in evil. The rest depends on the master," the big teacher did not forget to make his position clear before leaving.

"Master. I'm going to get busy first. You must be careful," the big teacher lifted the briefcase, and just wanted to leave, but was stopped by the master. Master smiled. The performance is a little embarrassed. But he said very implicitly:

"Our master and apprentice have just arrived. I don't know the place. You see......"

"Master. You are honored guests. If there is any difficulty, you must tell me."

"This. This one. You call it travel expenses."

"Oh. Guru. I understand," the big teacher hurriedly took out six hundred yuan from the folder and respectfully handed it to the master. Master, the old god stick, was still shameless while taking the money, and said with a smile:

"You say. You guys have a high cost in this place. Seafood is so expensive. The cost of eating, drinking, and sleeping for our master and apprentice. Our master and apprentice are in a hurry. Didn't bring that much money with me."

"Understood. Understand. Blame me for this. I'm sorry. It's all my lack of consideration. Guru. There are a lot of people in heaven. Don't blame."

After the big teacher left. Without hesitation, the master greedily put the money into his inner pocket. I thought to myself. This old god stick. What about our old moral discipline.

"Master. You said. Not to mention that the big teacher is also a local official. Why do you believe in us so much? Let him do what? ”

"Then why did he come to us here? Isn't that why he came to us? If. I can't believe it. He's going to come all the way to invite us here. ”

"That's right," I said, touching my head, feeling a little dull. The sea breeze is not so cool.

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