The story takes place in S City three years ago, and S City is one of the few super first-tier cities in China. It is often referred to by outsiders as the center of economy, finance, trade, shipping, and scientific and technological innovation, and at the same time it is a famous cultural city with great historical heritage, and it is also the largest city in the Far East.

It was the middle of the summer night, in an industrial park in the suburbs, we had just finished a day of Jiao, walked down the altar, and one by one found a place where there was no one, and opened bottles of mineral water and poured them into our mouths.

The summer in S City is sweltering, and it is still a little unbearable for our group of Taoists from the Northeast. The stuffiness here is like throwing people directly into the cage drawer to steam, full of fire but unable to sweat profusely, wet and sticky, not to mention how awkward.

After a day's drunkenness, the clothes and clothes on the body can already drip water, and the corners of the clothes are barely wrung out, but the clothes are stuck to the body, but they are uncomfortable and tight.

At this time, one of my apprentices named Weirou came out of the crowd of scripture teachers, this apprentice is a Cantonese person, but he saw that his face was like a crown of jade, a pair of willow eyebrows, a pair of almond eyes, a high nose bridge, a cherry mouth, but the lips were red and the teeth were white, and then he looked at the head of the high cow heart hairband, the golden hairpin top, a black robe, fluttering in the wind, the orchid finger on the left hand, slightly on the side of the jaw, and a gold silk dressing mirror in the right hand.

He came to my side, stroked his cheek left and right, held the vanity mirror in his right hand, and said angrily, "Master, I don't know what's going on lately. But lately, why so many infant spirits? This altar is purified, and there are forty or fifty infant spirits on the cold forest altar alone. Could it be that "Wei Rou posed and continued, "Could it be that it's all because I'm so handsome, so... ”

The first half of the sentence made me fall into deep thought, but the second half of the sentence was "inadvertently" missed. "yes," I muttered, "not only has the number of super-infant spirits suddenly increased recently, but even the 'ghost sex' that is not usually easy to see has also occurred frequently, what the hell is going on... Speaking of this, I couldn't help but raise my head and look at the bright moon in the sky.

At this time, my other apprentice named Weiyuan also walked over slowly, Weiyuan is a typical Mongolian man, with a tall horse, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, born with a duck egg face, chubby, like the bottom of a black pot, dark and swarthy, a pair of big eyes, a straight nose, and a wide mouth, just like Zhang Fei in the painting is reborn, and Zhong Kui in the book is alive.

"Eh, Master, eh, I think you're thinking too much," Wei Yuan casually handed each of us a cigarette, "Eh, didn't you often tell us that it was a good thing to do 'Du You'?" Well, you can accumulate merit and practice your skills, how can you feel that there are many undead? Forehead... ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then after smoking, I asked the apprentices to pack up the magic weapons and go back to the hotel to sleep without mentioning it. Yet, at the same time ...

Deep in the subway...

Wang Linger (pseudonym) is an ordinary programming worker, graduated from a prestigious university, she is unwilling to accept the civil service job arranged by her family, and stubbornly chooses to come to S City, hoping to build a career with her own hands, in order to prove her ability to her parents. Because of her daughter's persistence, Ling'er's parents also thought that their daughter had grown up after all, so she should let her go on her own for two years, so she stayed in S City by her temperament.

"Got it, got it, uh, got it," Ling'er carried a white computer bag, yawned, and said impatiently into the phone, "Don't worry, what a big person, I'll send you a message when I get to the dormitory... Then, frowning, he hung up his mother's phone and walked quickly into the subway station alone.

The next step is to buy a ticket, go through the security check, and get on the bus. Because it was late at night, the people in the subway were scattered, and there were only three or five people in a carriage, and the stars were not very close to each other. Wang Ling'er naturally sat in the same row of empty chairs, with headphones hanging on her ears, listening to soft music quietly, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Suddenly, she felt herself being pushed hatefully by a hand, and she reluctantly opened her eyes, but when she searched for the source of her strength, she found that her surroundings were still empty. "Am I feeling wrong?" , Wang Ling'er said to herself, "Maybe I just dreamed." Although she comforted herself, her calm heart couldn't help but stir up ripples.

Ling'er, who woke up, yawned, opened her phone sleepily, and was just about to look at the message in WeChat. Just... A strange laugh rang in her ears, and at the same time there seemed to be a cloud of ice above her head that was chilling to the bone, and she couldn't help but shiver.

She strengthened her courage and wanted to look up, but at this moment, suddenly a strong force came from the end of her hair, this force even lifted her into the air, followed by an unbearable pain, with a scream of "ah~", she felt that her hair was vigorously ripped off by this strand and a piece the size of a palm. At this time, Ling'er was scared to the extreme, crying out with a handful of snot and tears, how she wished that what she encountered tonight was just a dream, but unfortunately, it was not in a dream.

At this time, Wang Ling'er raised her head suddenly, looked around, but found that the carriage was empty, there was no one, the car was still driving at a high speed, she cried and patted the window, but in the reflection of the window, she saw the dry and white faces behind her, some of these faces have festered, full of maggots wriggling, and some have exposed the white bones, but they are still spraying a cold air...

Ling'er grew up in the arms of her parents since she was a child, where have she seen these pickled pictures, and she was instantly frightened and cranked, and with a continuous cry, the train finally stopped at the station. Ling'er rushed out of the train desperately and rushed to the ground like crazy.

An hour later, Ling'er, who was already a little frightened, returned to her dormitory, but it didn't take long for a terrible scream to pierce the originally quiet night sky...

The next morning, I finished the morning class as usual, sat down to drink tea with the apprentices, and then sent two apprentices, Weikong and Weirou, out to buy breakfast. Although S city is a big city, but the amount of food here is not flattering, I remember once with the good letter out to eat, quite a luxurious restaurant, on a dozen dishes, the plate has half a basin size, the dish on the heart of the plate, about barely enough to eat a bite, the result of that night, a group of us looked at the "full table" of dishes face to face, no one is embarrassed to move chopsticks...

Gossip is less, and the book is back to business.

At this moment, my mobile phone rang suddenly, and when I answered the phone, it was actually a call from Wang Zhishan Daoyou from the Shangqing faction, "Good morning, Wang Zhenren~", I pretended to joke and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, but it's always good?" ”

"Oh, Lao Yang, hehe" Wang Daoyou laughed awkwardly twice, "It is said that you are in S City?" ”

"That's right," I walked slowly to the window, "I recently came to S City to work for a factory, I just finished it yesterday, and I'm going to leave tomorrow." I don't know what Master Wang commands~"

"Hey, you're not serious," Wang Daoyou said with a black line in his head, "I'm also in S City now, and I encountered a tricky thing, and I happened to hear that you were also there, so hurry up and come over to help, I can tell you, this time, this time's 'sincerity' is very rich~"

"I said Wang Yuanjun," I replied while rolling my eyes, "You really deserve to be Master Qin's beloved apprentice, you are really the master of the Three Treasures Hall for nothing~"

"Oops," Wang Daoyou suddenly became 'clear', "Lao Yang, I still have a few old brothers you haven't seen for many years, if you don't come again, we don't care about you~"

"What is this called, since there is an old brother, how can I not come," I said pretending to be serious, "who is it?" Where are you? Where do I go to find you? Also, don't mention the 'sincerity' thing, I say how much I love money, really, how much 'sincerity' is there~~~"

Before I finished speaking, Wang Daoyou hurriedly said, "Come on, our car is already waiting for you at the door of your hotel, and the driver will tell you about the specific matters~" After speaking, Wang Daoyou hung up the phone.

deducted the phone, asked Weiyuan to pack his luggage simply, and was about to go downstairs to get into the car, at this time, he only heard the voice of Weiyuan's urn and said angrily: "Eh, Master, Eh, Senior Brother, they haven't come back yet, are you waiting together?" I glanced at him and asked him to call Weikong and them, and let them run to gather downstairs, without much gossip, I and Weiyuan got into the car of Wang Daoyou, and were just about to start, but I heard a soft "silver bell-like" voice behind him, "Master~Wait for us~"。。。

Yu Lu didn't say anything, and an hour later, he arrived at the place where Wang Daoyou was. This is a high-end leisure hotel, in the conference room, Wang Daoyou is wearing a white Han costume, tied a ponytail, crossed Erlang's legs, lazily lying on a cowhide sofa, holding a cup of red milk tea in his left hand, biting a straw in his mouth, drinking without a match, holding his right hand "Shangqing Law Fan" with a fan bone point on his right leg, humming an elegant rhythm from time to time. There are two apprentices around him, one is beating his leg for Wang Daoyou, and the other is pinching his shoulder.

Seeing me coming, Wang Daoyou suddenly got up and left his seat and walked towards me. Looking up, I haven't seen him for a few years, Wang Daoyou's posture has become more and more upright, his heroic face is full of fortitude, and his eyes are like bright stars in the middle of the night, revealing a little bit of coldness. At this time, I also hurriedly walked towards Wang Daoyou, stretched out my hands and clasped his hands tightly...

After a short greeting, I couldn't wait to ask, "Wang Daoyou?" What is the old friend you just called... ”

"Hahaha," there was a hearty laugh at this time, but I saw a figure slowly walking out from the other end of the conference room, "Old Yang, I haven't seen you for many years, it's always good?" ”

But I saw someone coming, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a yellow sermon robe, a sword hanging in his hand, a big wine gourd pinned to his waist, and a big hat vaguely behind his back.

Stay close, take a closer look, it turns out to be him!

But who is the Tao? It turned out to be Wei Facheng of the mixed yuan faction - Wei Daoye, this Wei Daoye and I are also old acquaintances, but he has been practicing in seclusion in B City, and he has rarely seen each other, it is said that he is a family descendant, and he has been practicing the "Mixed Yuan Sword Sutra" of the mixed yuan faction for more than ten years, and the "mixed yuan sword" in one hand makes it superb. He also cultivates the "Mixed Yuan Wuji Diagram", and its "Mixed Yuan Wuji Gong" has been slightly successful.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked into the conference room with the general's belly shy, only to see this person, a Chinese face, two water-splitting eyebrows, small eyes, a collapsed nose, a catfish mouth, wearing a military uniform without any decoration and rank, and the only few remaining locks of hair on the oily big fat head have been "dyed in layers", and they are gray and gray.

Looking like that, it is estimated that it is the host of this matter, and we all sat around the conference table, Brother Wang Dao sat down with his head down, Brother Wei Daoye and I sat on Brother Wang Dao's bow, our apprentices each stood behind their masters, and then there were three Taoist friends who were dressed differently, everyone smiled and said hello, and then, they all looked at the middle-aged man with a straight face.

The middle-aged man looked at everyone present with disdain, didn't say a word, stretched out his right hand, snapped his fingers, and as soon as the voice fell, all the spotlights in the conference room went out, only the one on his head was still on, and the dazzling light shone on his oily brain shell became more and more funny.

At the same time, a projector behind the man projected the first image of a naked female corpse about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a mosaic on the key part.

While we all held our breath and stared at the photo, the middle-aged man cleared his voice and said slowly: "Good morning, everyone, I will go seven, you can call me Uncle Seven, this picture was taken in a dormitory in S City this morning," Uncle Seven coughed twice heavily, and continued, "The girl in the picture is called Wang Ling'er, she was a white-collar worker in a computer company before her death, and the dead body was found in the dormitory where she lived. It is inferred that the time of her death was about two o'clock in the morning, the death was miserable, her face was extremely frightened, there were many scratches and marks of struggle on her body, and she was suspected of being sexually assaulted, but her hymen was intact, and no fingerprints and DNA were extracted from her body. According to other witnesses, the deceased was not very normal when he left the subway. ”

As he spoke, Uncle Seven changed the picture into a table, and then said, "This is part of the data of recent drainage surgeries in several hospitals around the place where the incident occurred. Okay, in the end, what do you think? ”

After Uncle Seven finished speaking, the lights in the conference room suddenly returned to normal, and after a short period of dizziness, everyone began to be silent. At this time, I only heard Wei Daoye say slowly, "What else do you want?" There must be a problem with this subway, rather than a blind calculation here, why not go to find out together tonight! Saying that, Wei Daoye opened the wine gourd, "Dun Dun Dun~" poured a large sip of wine, and then wiped his mouth with satisfaction.

After Wei Daoye said it, everyone whispered, and Wang Daoyou and I glanced at each other and nodded. Then Wang Daoyou said to Uncle Seven: "Yang Daoyou and I agree with Wei Daoye's opinion, and we both hope that we will go underground tonight to find out." Wang Daoyou said, and several strange Taoist friends behind him also began to agree.

Uncle Seven glanced at everyone, nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "Since everyone has thought about it, then now please go back and prepare the things you can use, at 23:30 in the evening, I will send a car to send everyone over, if you don't want to go, please stay in this conference room, and wait for everyone to come out of the ground before leaving." Meeting! ”