Blamed.

"Uncle Chen, the case in Hanjia Village...... Han Shuai's mother kept rushing in the direction of Hanjia Village.

"What do you think about this matter, brother?"

Zhang Wu, who was sitting in the back row, poked Wang Lang's arm and asked in a low voice.

"Let's look at the situation first, that thing is even more ferocious than I thought."

Wang Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, although he didn't know what was going on, but the other party was definitely not a good stubble, I am afraid that there will inevitably be a vicious battle today.

Chen Zhenguo's skills are very superb, and besides, Shang Qin died......"

"What? He's dead? ”

Hearing this person's words, Chen Zhenguo stood up suddenly, "What's going on?" ”

"I just received a call saying that Han Shuai's is over.

"It's Hanjia Village in front!"

Chen Zhenguo spoke, and Wang Lang looked out through the car glass and found a dense group of people blocking the road.

The mother died, and the other party seemed to be very scared, so he hung up the phone after speaking, and he couldn't get through after that. ”

"It's broken, hurry up and take a look!"

Chen Zhenguo picked up the car keys and took all the things that should be taken at a very fast speed. And Wang Lang and Zhang Wu followed closely behind, not daring to delay at all.

After Wang Lang went home to get the Le Fu Seal and the Peach Wood Sword, several people immediately Ma County was just a small city that couldn't even rank in the third line, and the farther away from the county seat, the fewer people there were. It's almost forty kilometers away, and it takes less than half an hour

"The police are coming!"

I don't know who shouted, and then the attention of a large group of villagers was focused on Chen Zhenguo's police car.

"Comrade policeman, you can count yourself here, if you don't come again, I'm afraid the stick will be gone."

A middle-aged man who looked to be about sixty years old came up and grabbed Chen Zhenguo's hand tightly, his expression was like seeing a life-saving straw.

"Tell me what's going on? Why are there so many of you here? And who is the stick? What's going on at Han Shuai's house? ”

As a veteran policeman, Chen Zhenguo is quite calm and quickly puts all the problems in front.

"I am Han Zhaoxian, the father of the stick, and Han Shuai is my own grandson. At the same time, the police, hurry up and save my son, I'm afraid it will be too late a little later. ”

Han Zhao said first and tears flowed down, and the deep wrinkles on his face were like ravines being filled in an instant.

"It's useless, it's useless for the police to come? Do you think they can solve it? ”

Just as Chen Zhenguo was asking, a voice came from the side, which made Chen Zhenguo's face darken.

"Who are you?"

Looking in the direction where the voice came from, Wang Lang found that it was a middle-aged man in his thirties, although his expression was full of mockery, but his eyebrows were three or five points similar to Han Zhaoxian.

"He's my youngest son."

Han Zhao spoke first, and his grip on Chen Zhenguo's hand became tighter and tighter.

"Hurry up and save the stick, it's really too late if you delay a little longer."

"Cut, it's just a broken policeman, and he's really a capable person."

Without waiting for Chen Zhenguo to say anything, the old man's youngest son mocked again.

"Shut up! If you use it again, you can say that if it's useless, you'd better keep your mouth shut. ”

Wang Lang shouted angrily, his face was very ugly.

At this juncture, not only do they not cooperate with the police, but they say all kinds of cool things, which is really cheap.

"What? You want to hit me? Come on! The police are beating people! ”

Seeing Wang Lang's black face, Han Zhaoxian's youngest son immediately shouted, and Wang Lang, who had a rampant appearance, trembled.

"Xiao Wang, don't let him be with general knowledge, let's figure out what's going on first."

Chen Zhenguo scolded Wang Lang, and then said to Han Zhaoxian: "Where is your son now?" I have a lot to ask him, and I also told me about your grandson Han Shuai. ”

"It's over here."

Hearing Chen Zhenguo's words, Han Zhaoxian immediately walked towards the back.

Han Shuai's home is not far from the county road where Wang Langlai came, and he turned a corner and walked a hundred meters to arrive.

Although Han Zhaoxian is Han Shuai's grandfather, he broke up a long time ago. If someone hadn't informed him about this today, I'm afraid he wouldn't have known about it until now. Therefore, he didn't know much about Han Shuai.

Han Zhaoxian is very old, but his legs and feet are very sharp. The three of them walked briskly all the way towards Han Shuai's house, followed by a group of melon-eating villagers.

Hanjia Village belongs to the kind of village that has no planning, although it relies on the county road, the layout of the houses is messy, and people who are not nearby can't find a place at all. But now, even if Han Zhao didn't lead the way, Wang Lang and Chen Zhenguo would be able to find a place, because they heard screams from a long distance.

"What's going on?"

Following the sound in, the scene in front of him made Chen Zhenguo frown.

I saw a middle-aged man who was six or seven points similar to Han Zhaoxian tied to a chair, this man looked like an ordinary peasant man about forty years old, with dark skin.

However, his current appearance is very strange, his stout body is constantly struggling on the chair, his eyes are bloodshot, his mouth is saliva, and he is screaming one piercing scream after another. Next to him were three young men with flushed faces squatting on the ground, dressed in rough clothes.

"Second grandfather, Uncle Stick's strength is too great, we really can't hold him down, so we can only tie it up first."

A young man stood up and said with some embarrassment.

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as it doesn't hurt."

Looking at his son who was constantly struggling and screaming, Han Zhaoxian wanted to go over and touch his head in distress, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was grabbed by Wang Lang.

"Don't touch him."

Wang Lang said a word, staring at the old man's eldest son with dead eyes, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"What kind of garlic is pretending, this is obviously getting into trouble with something that shouldn't be provoked, thinking that it can be solved by two broken policemen?"

The piercing ridicule appeared again, and Wang Lang knew that it was Han Zhaoxian's youngest son without looking at it. However, this time, before Wang Lang could attack, he heard a sound of "pop" in everyone's ears, followed by a series of angry scolding.

"You unconscionable bastard, the police are here to help solve the problem, and not only do you not help, but you also say cool things? You are lazy, gluttonous and wasteful, and you are still idle in your thirties, if it weren't for your brother's help, you would have survived until now? He had long since starved to death. Being a man who doesn't know how to be grateful, and dare to talk nonsense here, see if labor and management don't kill you. ”

The sound of the words landed was a series of punches and kicks, and at this time, the melon-eating villagers who were watching not long ago finally jumped out, accusing Han Zhaoxian's youngest son of not knowing the rules while pulling the fight.

"Phew, a bunch of old things, think these broken cops can save you? If you get into trouble that shouldn't be provoked, the entire Hanjia Village will have to be unlucky! Wait! ”

Han Zhaoxian's youngest son was also a middle-aged man, and he quickly broke free from the crowd and ran out.

But even if he was pointed out by Qianfu, he still didn't have the slightest intention of repenting.

"Hey......"

A long sigh came out of Han Zhaoxian's mouth, and the old man's brows were tightly knit, and his face was full of sorrow. However, at this time, Chen Zhenguo didn't have the heart to care about these messy things, but asked Wang Lang: "Is there a way to make him sober?" ”

"I'll try!"

Wang Lang answered, and then took out a talisman seal from his pocket and pressed it on the head of Han Zhaoxian's eldest son, Han Tieba.

Han Tieba's situation was actually not very complicated, but he was just blinded by a sinister aura. Although Wang Lang's cultivation is much stronger than Huang Qi, after all, his debut time is too short, and many mages can't do it.

However, all metaphysical theories are based on Tai Chi Yin and Yang and the Five Elements Bagua, so Wang Lang planned to use the yang energy in the talisman seal to try to see if he could expel the yin and evil qi in Han Tiebang's eyebrows.

Wang Lang did not activate the talisman seal, but carefully drew out the faint yang energy in the cinnabar and talisman paper. After that, I saw that the yin and evil qi in the center of Han Tiebang's eyebrows just touched the yang qi, just like seeing a cat's mouse, and it dissipated without a trace in an instant.

"Alright."

Wang Lang put the talisman seal back into his pocket and said to Chen Zhenguo.

Sure enough, just after his words landed, Chen Zhenguo, who was originally struggling and howling frantically, suddenly quieted down. The blood in his eyes quickly faded, and his hideous face changed to his original honest and honest appearance.

"Hmm...... Dad, why are you here? Why am I tied up? What's going on? ”

Han Tieba moved his body and found that the tie was particularly strong, and he couldn't break free at all with his strength.

"Alright, untie it!"

After Wang Lang finished speaking, he took a step back and handed over the initiative to Chen Zhenguo.

talked about Han Tiezhu's "evil" again, especially after hearing that Han Shuai's mother died, this strong and honest man finally cried. And then things have become a lot easier.

It all started a week ago.

Hanjia Village is in the north of Shang County, which is a relatively remote place. There are no souvenirs here, and the transportation is not convenient, so there are no factories or people here, on the contrary, because of the small hills, there are many small animals such as hares, weasels, and mice.

Children from the village do not have computers or mobile phones to play, and usually a few friends go to the river to catch fish and shrimp or dig pits to catch rabbits. Children are skinny, and there are no taboos, and many times they are prone to encounter some evil things.

And Han Shuai this time, that's it.

Han Shuai has a dog and a few geese at home, and the dogs are used to lay eggs to watch the geese, which is almost nothing strange about everyone else.

However, just a week ago, a weasel with oily fur was about to bite Han Shuai's goose to death.

Weasel, also known as weasel, yellow skin, yellow sin and skin fairy, is a very evil animal in the countryside of Minghu Province and northeastern China.

The weasel is known as one of the Five Immortals in many rural areas, along with Hu Xian (fox), Bai Xian (hedgehog), Liu Xian (snake), and Gray Xian (mouse). However, the gray immortals among the five immortals have been bullied, the white immortals and Liu immortals have a very low sense of existence, and Hu Xian has circulated many beautiful stories. Only this yellow immortal is very evil.

Seeing that the weasel bit his goose to death, Han Shuai would definitely not give up, so he picked up the stick and beat it.

And the weasel didn't know whether he was fearless or mentally retarded, so he didn't dodge and took Han Shuai's stick.

As a result, the goose was not eaten, and its legs were discounted.

After winning the blow, Han Shuai wanted to kill the weasel directly, but seeing its pitiful appearance on the ground, Han Shuai finally couldn't do it.

After letting go of the weasel, Han Shuai told his father Han Tieba, and the honest and honest man did not blame Han Shuai, but stewed the goose that was bitten to death.

The weasel bit a goose to death and was punished himself. I thought it was over, but the nightmare had just begun.

The next night, Han Tieba, who was asleep, suddenly heard his son's screams, and he was so frightened that he quickly got up from the bed to see what was going on. However, when he turned on the light, the image that greeted him scared him to the core.

I saw Han Shuai's face pale, lying on the bed and shivering, while a weasel with oily fur bit Han Shuai's wrist, and his mouth was full of scarlet blood.

Although he was afraid in his heart, his father's love eventually overcame his fear.

Han Tie picked up the water cup and smashed it on the weasel's head, knocking it out in one fell swoop. After that, the angry Han Tiezhu went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife and cut off the weasel's head before he gave up.

It is also strange to say that Han Shuai, who was lying on the bed trembling after beating the weasel to death, recovered immediately, and after seeing Han Tieba, he cried and threw himself into his arms, saying that he had a very miserable dream before, and was cut by a monster with a knife on his body piece by piece.

Han Tieba, who noticed that something was wrong, immediately took his son to the hospital, and found that he was just a little anemic, and then immediately found the goddess of the next village.

After the goddess's practice, Han Tieba felt a lot more relieved, but three days later, news suddenly came that the goddess was dead.

Han Tieba, who got the news, couldn't sit still, took the gift to worship for a while, and then immediately took Han Shuai to a nearby temple in the car to ask for an amulet.

It stopped like this for another two days, but the matter didn't end, just last night Han Shuai suddenly disappeared.

Han Tieba, who sensed that something was wrong, quickly called the police, and there was no need to say much about the rest of the matter, Chen Zhenguo found Han Shuai who was kneeling in front of the small dirt bag in the field. And what was buried in that small dirt bag was the weasel who was beaten to death by Han Tieba.

"What about Han Shuai? What about my son Han Shuai? ”

Han Tiezhu, who had explained what had happened, suddenly screamed, and everyone realized that there was no shadow of Han Shuai around at this time.

"You lead the way, and we'll go to the grave."

As a veteran policeman with more than ten years of experience, Chen Zhenguo's response is extremely fast.

Following Han Tieba, the group came to the vicinity of the small earthen bag, and sure enough, they found Han Shuai.

At this time, the temperature is still very low in the morning and night. Han Shuai, a teenage child, knelt in the field in thin clothes, his face was pale and his lips were purple from the cold.

"Little demon, it's so rampant!"

Seeing this situation, Wang Lang was really angry, took out the talisman seal and pressed it on Han Shuai's eyebrows, and Han Shuai, who was kneeling on the ground motionless, immediately fell softly.

"Hurry up and take him to the doctor, you don't have to worry about the rest of the matter, I'll take care of it!"

Wang Lang put Han Shuai into Han Tieba's arms, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Alright, let's disperse, it's none of your business."

After dispersing the onlookers who were eating melons, Chen Zhenguo asked Wang Lang, "Is that weasel's kind doing it?" What are you going to do? ”

"It's supposed to be its kind, but what to do? Slay them all! ”

Wang Lang's face was full of anger, and his body exuded an unspeakable ferocious aura. If it was because Han Shuai was mischievous and deliberately injured the weasel, he could only be said to deserve the revenge. However, the weasel stole the chicken first, and was injured by Han Shuai last. It was already magnanimous to be able to circumvent its life, but I didn't expect it to hurt people so unknowingly, and it was also self-inflicted to be killed by Han Tiezhu in the end.

The most hateful thing is the monster who casts a spell behind his back, not only killing the goddess in the next village, but even Han Shuai and his family refuse to let go. It is so vicious and vicious that it is simply outrageous.

"You broke its spell, what if that thing wasn't scared? We can't stay here all the time! ”

Chen Zhenguo asked.

"It will come, and it will come!"

A hint of ferocity flashed in Wang Lang's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even more gloomy.

After rescuing Han Shuai, Han Zhaoxian took him to the hospital with several young men in the village, while Han Tieba sat in front of the bed in a daze.

This honest and simple man is not an iron man after all, facing the death of his wife and the serious injury of his son, tears began to flow uncontrollably.

"Uncle Chen, can you see what's going on?"

Wang Lang stood behind Han Tiebang and asked Chen Zhenguo in a low voice.

"Pale complexion, chapped lips, probably ischemic shock."

Chen Zhenguo shook his head and said, "The specific situation needs to be identified by a forensic doctor, and they should be here soon." ”

Hearing the voices of Chen Zhenguo and Wang Lang, Han Tiezhu, who was sitting motionless in front of the bed, suddenly knelt on the ground with a "poof".

"Please, please, I beg you to kill that demon and avenge my daughter-in-law and son. As long as I can take revenge, I will do whatever you want me to do. ”

Han Tiezhu's eyes were covered with blood, denser and more terrifying than when he was blinded by the evil aura before.

"Don't worry, if it's really what you say, I'll kill it!"

Wang Lang comforted Han Tieba, and then turned around and came outside the house.

This is a very ordinary rural family, with five houses, a small yard, a jujube tree, and a small vegetable patch, which is similar to Wang Lang's hometown.

It's just that everyone in Wang Lang's family died a normal death, but Han Tieba's wife was killed by a monster.

The Shang County Police Station was fast, and less than five minutes after several people returned to Han Tiebang's house, the police and doctors arrived. And Huang Qi's old guy didn't delay too long, and arrived after the police car.

After listening to Wang Lang tell him what happened, Huang Qi's brows furrowed tightly, and he didn't react for a long time.

"What are you going to do?"

"Depending on the specific situation, if what Han Tieba said is not true, he will deal with it as appropriate, and if what he says is all the truth...... Then destroy it! ”

Wang Lang glanced at Huang Qi, he understood what the other party was worried about. Judging from the information in Han Tiebang's words, this monster's cultivation is not weak, at least it will not be much worse than the tree demon in No. 1 Middle School.

Of course, it's okay to say that the cultivation is strong or weak, but the most terrifying thing is that the other party's IQ is not low, which is the most difficult thing to do.

"Let's see how Han Shuai's mother died, whether the soul has dissipated, I didn't find any clues nearby."

Hearing Wang Lang's words, Huang Qi nodded, and then came to Han Tieba's bedroom.

At this time, Han Shuai's mother was lying on the bed and did not move, while the forensic doctor and assistant who rushed over were doing an examination.

"The preliminary diagnosis is ischemic shock, with two small healing wounds in the neck that are deep enough to reach the arteries in the neck."

The forensic doctor turned around, took off his mask, and said to Chen Zhenguo.

"I see, hard work."

After talking to the forensic doctor, Chen Zhenguo turned his head to look at Huang Qi and motioned for him to come over.

Without talking nonsense, and without any ink, Huang Qi took out a yellow talisman from the bag he was carrying, and directly stimulated it.

"Boom ......"

The pale yellow sigil ignited a white flame out of thin air, enveloping it entirely. However, Wang Lang did not feel the slightest heat, but a cold aura appeared from the talisman seal, and then spread out in all directions.

"Whew!"

The white flames on the sigil came and went faster. Huang Qi, who was already very serious, turned black directly after the flames were extinguished.

"What's going on?"

Wang Lang asked, he could probably guess that there should be something wrong with Han Shuai's mother's soul, but he had too few means, and he still needed to hear what Huang Qi had to say.

"The soul is not naturally separated from the body after death, but forcibly detained. I used the Tracer Charm to trace the breath of the soul, but I found nothing. In this case, there are only two possibilities, one is that her soul has gone to the underworld to be reincarnated, and the other is ......"

Huang Qi turned his head and glanced at Wang Lang, and there was no need to say anything more.

"How likely is it to go to the underworld to be reincarnated?"

Wang Lang frowned and asked.

"Less than 10 percent."

Huang Qi shook his head and continued: "Her life is not over, and she was killed by a monster, and the resentment in her soul must be very heavy. In this case, unless she encounters a mistake in patrolling or a mage with advanced cultivation gives her a surplus...... There is not even a 10% chance. ”

"Well, I know what to do."

Wang Lang nodded, "Let's go, go and do something with me." ”

After saying that, Wang Lang picked up the shovel erected on the wall and walked outside, while Huang Qi followed behind, frowning and not knowing what he was thinking.

Han Shuai and his mother's affairs are handled by doctors and police, and Wang Lang's next thing to do can only be done by himself. Because if he does that, he will definitely invite the crazy revenge of the old monster.

"That weasel is buried here? You're going to dig a grave? Did you know this is a never-ending ending? ”

Seeing Wang Lang's movements, Huang Qi was immediately frightened.

"When it kills, it's already immortal."

Wang Lang snorted coldly, his face full of murderous intent.

(End of chapter)