Wuzhou Fishing Building, from the video of the destruction of the door of the Spiritual Investigation Department on the same day, to investigate the whereabouts of those people, there is very little information obtained.

Xun Song felt that it would take at least two days to find out the general traces of that group of people.

When he was busy, he suddenly received a call from Qin Kun, which made Xun Song have other ideas.

Old Man Xun immediately instructed to go down and check some irrelevant people, so the fishermen of Wuzhou Fishing House began to investigate.

Sure enough, at 10 o'clock in the evening, the first common denominator was transmitted to Qin Kun's mobile phone.

"Eighteen of them died of heart failure."

Heart failure is a kind of sudden death, sudden death, which does not belong to external causes such as violence, blood loss, suicide, poisoning, drowning, etc., and is completely in line with the signs of death caused by ghostly art.

Qin Kun sat in the guest house, his thoughts gradually becoming clearer.

It seems that this group of people is more or less connected with the Black Soul Sect!

At 9 o'clock in the morning of the third day, the second common denominator was transmitted to Qin Kun's mobile phone.

"Thirteen of them, supposedly Christians, believe in an unknown religion."

Qin Kun sat in the office of the Spiritual Investigation Department, just waiting for Old Man Xun's next message to appear, he believed that the next message would definitely lead to a clear path.

At 8 p.m., a third message came.

"Great Freedom Teaching! The address is unknown, the number of people is unknown, the origin is unknown, and there have been traces in Southeast Asia, Japan, South Korea, and Europe. ”

When Qin Kun came to the guest house, the doors of several colleagues were open, and they only heard a "go" and walked out one after another.

"Got news?"

Qin Kun showed them the three pieces of information from Old Man Xun.

The Yellow Drum Monk was puzzled: "Master Qin, although this religion may be the Black Soul Sect you mentioned, but the address is unknown, where are we going to find it?" ”

Qin Kun didn't reply, but asked Captain Meng, "Where is the sanatorium for old cadres in Wuzhou City?" ”

……

A van, driven out of the Spiritual Investigation Department, with Cang Yichang, Huanggu Monk, Zhao Wumian, Hei Po and Lao Jin of the funeral parlor sitting in the car, Qin Kun drove the car to the mouth of the alley, and turned around and said: "Fellow travelers, are there any who are good at concealing and tracking?" ”

After Qin Kun finished speaking, the others looked at the Yellow Drum Monk.

The Yellow Drum monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the poor monk's magic skills are low, and he is unfortunately good at this way." What does Lord Qin need the poor monk to do? ”

Qin Kun said with a smile: "Staring at Captain Meng and that section member Xiao Li, can you do it?" ”

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became cold.

Captain Monte...... Clerk Xiao Li?

Isn't that your own?

I all know that Qin Kun is here to represent the face of the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation this time, and you want me to keep an eye on them?

The Yellow Drum Monk came over and asked in a low voice, "Does Master Qin think that there are internal ghosts?" ”

Qin Kun nodded: "Not sure." I just think it's a bit of a coincidence. On the day of the incident, the people from the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation were there, and Captain Meng had a mission to go out, and the section member Xiao Li also had something, the timing of the two of them leaving was too coincidental, and it was not a task, the master helped me keep an eye on them, is it okay? ”

"Will be sent!" The Yellow Drum Monk got out of the car and knocked on Qin Kun's window again, "Master Qin, there is one more thing, if they are weird, how can the poor monk notify you?" ”

The monk blinked, after all, he didn't have a mobile phone or something.

Qin Kun was speechless, took a note, and wrote his phone number: "Just call me!" ”

……

Wuzhou City Old Cadres Sanatorium, if you remember correctly, Qin Kun came here during the second Southern Sect Dao Meeting. In order to verify whether this place was the same as the place in the Ghost Three Passes, Qin Kun found the place in his impression, a piece of paper was touched, and the words were written and ignited.

"What is the Qin family doing?"

The van drove to a vacant lot not far from the sanatorium, and Cang Yichang and Zhao Wumian looked at Qin Kun's actions and were very surprised.

The black woman was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "It turned out to be Yan Junjian!" This is a message to the ghosts. ”

Sure enough, after a while, a wisp of green smoke came out of the place where the paper was burning, and a little ghost poked out his brain.

"Hulang Xing Qianzuka, little ghosts go to another country! Who calls for mutual business??? ”

The little ghost found that there was a water priest and a goddess standing in front of him, covered in a cold sweat, ready to slip away at any time.

Looking at this thief-eyed little ghost, Qin Kun opened his mouth and said, "Guo Yazi, remember me?" ”

When the imp suddenly heard someone call his name, he was stunned at first, and then overjoyed.

"Guru, it's you! Do you still buy heads this time? ”

Sure enough, the ghost sanguan is not an ethereal illusion at all, and the teeth of this mutual lang merchant are real.

Qin Kun said: "I don't buy the head, I'll ask you about something." ”

A pile of dark coins was thrown over, Guo Yazi was flattered, Yin Cao Wuxing (hang), is the foot teeth of the car and boat shop, he is the little ghost of the tooth shop, and he is also the tooth head of this piece, I knew Qin Kun last year, this is a generous person, bought three heads, and provided him with 30 yuan of dark coins, which add up to more than the incense of Kaiguang.

When he saw Qin Kun again this time, he knew that business had come to his door.

"Teacher, please say, the little one knows everything."

"Where is the Great Freedom Sect?"

Guo Yazi was stunned for a moment, and said with a dry smile: "Master, I'm afraid it's a joke, aren't you...... Is it taught by Great Freedom? ”

Seeing that Qin Kun smiled and didn't speak, Guo Yazi swallowed his saliva and said with a crying face: "I really don't know about this." ”

Another 3 piles of Stygian coins have passed.

"Guo Yazi, what are you afraid of?"

Guo Yazi smiled bitterly: "Master, I really don't know, how many offerings you give, it's useless." ”

"Don't worry, you think slowly, if you don't think of it, you can't go."

threw away another 3 piles, Qin Kun was not in a hurry or impatient, the dark coins given this time were all rents collected from the [Hell Dao], and he was not distressed.

As Qin Kun spoke, Cang Yichang, Zhao Wumian, Hei Po, and Lao Jin tacitly surrounded Guo Yazi.

When Guo Yazi found out, it was too late, and his face was crying, which was more ugly than a dead relative.

"Guru! We have rules in this industry! ”

"Ugly, the tooth line is the most unruly, little ghost, my mother-in-law has dealt with the tooth shop in the underworld, don't pretend to be garlic!"

The black woman also had a lot of yin qi all over her body, and the old woman stared at Guo Yazi's face with an unkind expression.

Everyone has been waiting impatiently these days, and finally a clue has appeared, how can you let it go in vain?

Qin Kun threw another 3 stacks of dark coins, adding up to 10.

"Guo Yazi, I don't embarrass you, let's say what I can say first."

The other party has given enough face and lining, and the posture of salute first and then soldier is set up for you, Guo Yazi called his life back, if he doesn't know what to do, they will be able to let their souls fly away in the next moment.

A wad of dark coins was sucked hard by him and sucked into his abdomen, and then he said quietly: "Alas, okay, since the master asked, I will tell you what I know." ”

Guo Yazi cleared his throat and sang: "The vast foggy city was originally a ghost, a ghost, who lived in Ghost Bay, and the Hebo Temple on Ghost Bay, there was a bloody grave in Hebo in the temple, and there were old ghosts and countless souls who had become spirits. The Hebo Temple was knocked down, leaving a homeless soul, the old ghost took those souls and lived on the pier under the bridge, since one day, a group of strange people came, grabbed the soul, occupied the pier, and left the old ghost alone......"

After singing, the singing voice was gloomy and melodious, Guo Yazi returned the remaining 9 piles of dark coins, and arched his hand towards Qin Kun: "Master, there are really rules, I can only say this." ”

Guo Yazi was about to leave, and suddenly a net covered him.

In Qin Kun's hand, under the cover of the dark Luo intertwined with the hands of the Great Flame, Guo Yazi was covered and detained by an ash altar.

"Guru! What are you doing! ”

"Stay inside, we are looking for your news, and no one can buy it. Wronged you for a while. ”

"Guru! Please let me go, I'll tell someone absolutely! ”

"Of course I believe you won't tell anyone, isn't that afraid that you will be threatened? Don't worry, I'll cover you. ”

In the urn, the pleading was endless, Qin Kun turned a deaf ear, and said to everyone: "Where he sings, do you know where it is?" ”

Chief Cang Yi smiled confidently: "I know." Since it is that special bridge pier, Poor Road naturally knows it. When the piles were being driven, Poor Dao was present. ”