"Is it someone?!"

Zi Beyu scanned the surroundings vigilantly, but found no suspicious people or ghosts. Dusty Xin shook his head, he pointed to his waist, and said:

"The aura of the curse came from here just now, it should have been cursed before, and once it hits to a certain extent, the curse will explode." They are so cautious that it's no wonder that not many people have really understood them for thousands of years. ”

"Now that our trail is broken, what should we do?"

Hu Mingchen looked at a bunch of people on the ground, including Huang Hongcheng with a blindfolded face, Huang Hongcheng had just woken up and witnessed the whole process of the three of them fighting with the ghost king, he felt incredible. Because he had evil qi in his body, he unexpectedly opened the path to the underworld, so that he could see the ghost king.

"You are? The Taoist priest in the novel? ”

"It doesn't matter who we are, it's important that we need a certain amount of intelligence." Zi Beyu suddenly remembered that the person in front of him seemed to be one of the people involved before, maybe he had intelligence?

"If I say I don't know anything, do you believe me?"

"Alas, the clue is really broken."

Hu Mingchen sighed, he went out to travel before, and happened to meet the downhill monk Chenxin of Daming Temple, the two walked together, and went around and returned to Wuling City, and then they found that this Wuling City actually hid a huge conspiracy, the two looked for the truth everywhere, and finally locked the target in this abandoned steel plant, at that time, Zi Beyu was in Longhu Mountain.

"Why don't we study this altar while the police haven't come yet?"

Zi Beyu didn't know why, so far Li Ming hadn't brought anyone over, but it just so happened that they could study what was going on with this altar.

Zi Beyu followed the machine and used the flash to check the neighborhood inch by inch. For some reason, the blood trails flowed from the middle to the vicinity, but it was clear that all the blood trails were converging in the center.

"What's down here?"

Zi Beyu squatted under the tower, carefully looking at the black thing, it was all blackened with blood, and he couldn't see what it was.

"The smell of this makes me uncomfortable."

Hu Mingchen frowned, trying to see what was inside through the flash, but he didn't know why, it was just a short layer, but it made people feel like they were facing the abyss.

"There's something carved into it."

Zi Beyu's eyes were sharp, and he saw that there seemed to be some lines carved inside, he stood up and looked around, but he didn't find anything that could wash away the blood. But looking back, he thought about it again, if he ruined the scene here, it didn't seem to be good for him.

"I think we should go back and look up some of the classics."

Chenxin's words woke up the two of them, in this South China region, the most ancient books are still Mo Xinghai, the leader of the South China Dao Alliance.

"So we slipped away?"|

"You go first, I'll wake up the people here first."

Zi Beyu was not very worried about the situation here, so he asked Hu Mingchen and them to go over first, and he waited here for Li Ming to send someone over and hand it over.

"Okay." Hu Mingchen and Chenxin left decisively, and it was inconvenient for their identities to appear here.

"Wake up, wake up!"

Zi Beyu woke up the unconscious Wang Yong and the other three, and just now he tied up the punk young man who was pushed down by Huang Hongcheng and was unconscious, and put it together with those young people with green eyes.

"What's wrong with us?"

"It's nothing, we can close the team, we have caught the main suspects."

Zi Beyu pointed to the group of people who were tied to the ground, and those young people all had some evil aura on them, and they seemed to have something to do with this altar. But then again.

Zi Beyu glanced at the ethereal child who was tied by an unknown rope and motionless on the ground, what should this damn old man do?

"What's the matter with this old man?"

Wang Yong also found this ethereal spirit who was lying down quite comfortably, and asked. Zi Beyu thought about it and kicked the empty spirit son, but the empty spirit son did not react, and he had some bad feelings in his heart, because the empty spirit son was facing away from him, so he couldn't see the front. Zi Beyu walked over and turned over, and sure enough, this ethereal spirit was a puppet, and his face was all painted with strokes.

"Is the golden cicada out of its shell?"

Zi Beyu touched his chin, and he didn't blame Chenxin for being careless, they were fighting the Ghost King before, and for the Ethereal Spirit Zi who had been reducing his sense of existence, he naturally couldn't find him escape.

"Hands up!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and then a bunch of well-equipped armed police troops wrapped them, and a person walked out of the armed police, it was Li Ming.

"Don't speak, it's okay!"

"Look there."

Zi Beiyu sighed, came to Huang Hongcheng, who was standing on the side, did not look at him, but squatted next to Lin Wenxuan, who had died, took off his coat, gently covered his body, and then glanced at Lin Wenxuan floating on the corpse, at this moment he did not have a trace of confusion, unlike other Yin Souls who had just died.

"Rest in peace, after that, vote for a good family, that family's father will no longer control your life, and will make you spend your youth happily."

"Thank you. Can I ask you for one thing? ”

"What's the matter?"

"Help me take care of the two of them." Lin Wenxuan pointed to Huang Hongcheng, who was even more sad on his face. "I'm not at ease with the two of them."

"Haha, aren't you going to kill that Huang Hongcheng?"

"No, no." Lin Wenxuan's eyes dimmed a little, "He can take better care of Xu Min for me, unlike me, he will only keep angry with her, like a scumbag." ”

"Don't you regret that knife?"

"I have no regrets."

"Hahaha, it's a man!"

Zi Beyu admires this person very much, he may be a young writer, and he has a chivalrous spirit. He held a talisman in his hand, and when others were not paying attention, he quietly lit the yellow talisman, and the smoke from the yellow talisman surrounded Lin Wenxuan and brought him into the underworld. After the first seven, the last time you see your family, you can start reincarnation.

"Li Ming, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go somewhere else first."

After dealing with Lin Wenxuan's matter, Zi Beyu told Li Ming that he wanted to leave, anyway, the people who witnessed everything were there, and he didn't need his confession.

"Okay." Li Ming frowned, this matter is very tricky now, over the years, the disappearance of girls in Wuling City is very likely to be here!

Zi Beyu left the abandoned factory area, got into his car, and drove in the direction of the South China Daomeng. Hu Mingchen: They should have arrived.

"That's right! Forgot to leave a photo. ”

Zi Beyu suddenly thought of a very important question, and immediately called Li Ming and asked him to send him some photos of the altar. After receiving the photo, Zi Beyu also happened to come to the gate of the South China Dao League, which is close to Wuling City, but only in the mountains.

"Mo Xinghai, what are you doing?"

As soon as Zi Beyu entered the door, he found Mo Xinghai standing at the door of the hall, twisting his ass with his back to him.

"What's that?"

Mo Xinghai turned his head, and Zi Beyu saw that he was bending down to pack his things, and there was a pile of documents on the ground.

"Didn't Hu Mingchen come?"

"Who is Hu Mingchen?"

"You don't know??" Zi Beyu is a little strange, isn't Hu Mingchen a seventh-year-old son? Mo Xinghai doesn't know?

"Oh, you're talking about Dao Chen, right? He's in the library, go find him. Don't bother me. ”

"Oh."

Zi Beyu directly ignored Mo Xinghai, he was very familiar with the South China Dao League, and he naturally knew where the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was. Walking through the long corridor, he came to a wooden door, Zi Beyu gently pushed open the wooden door, and what came into view was two rows of distant bookshelves, surrounded by people looking for information. Swept away, I didn't see a bare person, Zi Beyu was a little strange, didn't he say that they had already come?

"Hello Mr. Beyu, what kind of books do you need to find?" The management here is all acquaintances, and he stepped forward and asked.

"Hello, may I ask, is there a bald monk and a Taoist priest who came here to look for something?"

"Yes, not long after they came, they wanted to check the altar, not on this floor, on the second floor."

"Oh, okay."

Just when Zi Buyu was about to go up to the second floor, his phone rang suddenly, Zi Buyu took out his mobile phone and took a look, and found that it was Mo Wei calling.

"What's wrong?"

"Where are you? My sister keeps looking for you again! ”

"I'm in the South China Dao League, what is she looking for me?"

"I don't know, I'll tell her." Mo Wei was silent for a moment, then answered the phone again, "She said to look for you." ”

"Huh? What the? ”