The atmosphere in the mourning hall was a little awkward, and the woman waved her hand and said, "You go out first."

The kid got up from the ground and ran away, and the old man looked at the coffin with his hands behind his back and laughed at the old man Wang Yi and said, "Old thing, you still want to live forever, no wonder you can't even stand that beast."

Yue Huanxi was behind everyone, his eyes were glowing red, and after looking at everyone in the room, the luster faded, and he was still a pair of intoxicating eyes.

The black cat in his arms opened his blue eyes, jumped out of his arms, and stared at Wang Yi in the coffin suddenly opened his mouth and made a strange sound, which was not a cat's meow, but more like some kind of fierce beast.

After this scream, Wang Yi in the coffin actually moved by himself, everyone frowned, and the little girl said angrily: "You are crazy!"

Yue Huanxi looked at Wang Yi and said, "It's not faster to find the truth."

The old man's face was darker than that of the dead ghost, and he rubbed the jade wrench in his hand that did not match his identity.

Mo Bulan glanced at him, and a silver silk thread suddenly burst out of his hand and tied the door tightly, and the old man's face was better when he saw this.

I saw Wang Yi dragging his swollen body as if he was being manipulated step by step, and he suddenly turned to the crowd and walked towards them.

The dead ghost's face was pale, his face was puffy, his eyes rolled out, his mouth opened slightly, and as he walked away, half of the thick tongue inside was exposed, and some unknown liquid flowed out of it.

It was disgusting, but none of them avoided it, until the old man Wang Yi fell between the girl and the old man.

The faces of those people were not very good, and Yue Huanxi gloated: "It seems that both of them have a good relationship with this old man."

The old man smiled but did not speak, and the girl squinted her eyes and stared at the corpse on the ground and said, "I am not familiar with this old man!" A few days ago, I came here to catch a demon, and I just took a look. ”

Yue Huanxi hugged the cat to adjust the atmosphere and said: "Don't worry, my royal corpse can't explain anything, I just want to ask what this old man has done?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and smiled: "What else can I do, my girl has a crush on his apprentice, today it seems that that kid is a wreck, fortunately this old ghost is dead, otherwise he will abuse my girl."

"That's it! This wound, no matter what, is the work of that beast, catch it first. The woman said.

Mo Bulan retracted the silver wire and said, "I'll go first."

The old man walked out with his hands behind his back and said, "The old man is also gone, wait for someone to catch the beast and gather."

The door of the mourning hall opened, and they parted unhappily, Yue Huanxi looked at the table of food and complained to the black cat: "Hey.... I said that I would come to eat rice, but the rice was cold..."

The apprentices outside saw those few people leaving, and came in to collect the table, but when they saw the body of the old man Wang Yi lying on the ground, his face was immediately bad, and he clenched his fists.

Seeing that Yu Huanxi was still there, he lowered his head and said, "Seven Tower Lords."

"Be polite, let's restrain the old man first, although the dead corpse is big."

Saying that, the two of them carried back the body of the old man Wang Yi, and Yue Huanxi bowed three times to the coffin with incense in both hands, and the apprentice looked at it again, and felt less guilty of him in his heart.

This old man Wang Yi is one of the owners of the lock demon tower, and there are seven owners of the lock demon tower, just like the impermanence of the underworld to catch ghosts, and there are also tower owners in the sky to catch demons.

These seven tower masters usually don't interfere with each other, it should be said that they dislike each other, and they don't distinguish between high and low, if it weren't for the fact that the old man Wang Yi was killed by the demon this time, otherwise they don't care who you don't die.

Not to mention the incense stick that can stand respectfully in front of the deceased.

The apprentice of the old man Wang Yi knew that this lock demon tower master had a strange personality and was even cold-blooded and ruthless, but he didn't expect that they would not even let go of the old man's corpse.

The man in front of him, dressed in a black suit and holding a black cat in his arms, was staring at him with wide eyes, as if warning that he was peeking at him.

The man was so beautiful that even he had to praise him a few times, almost 178 tall, tall, well-proportioned, with slender legs, and a black suit that he wore out of the Korean Oba.

Coupled with the black cat in his arms, and the doting smile in his eyes, he really stood in a landscape, waiting for him to raise his eyes to meet those burgundy eyes.

Wang Yi's apprentice was shocked, dodged his gaze, and Yue Huanxi smiled at him: "I haven't asked yet, what do you call it?"

He said: "The Lord of the Seven Towers is polite, my name is Han Ming."

"Han Ming, right? Don't be polite to me, we're all about the same age, you can just tell me to be more radiant. ”

Han Ming said respectfully: "Okay, Mr. Yu."

Yue Huanxi smiled, and turned around in the mourning hall: "This house is really antique, what age is it, and the old man still lives in this kind of place."

Han Ming said: "This is the ancestral house of the master's family, I am used to living in it, and I don't want to move, but it is also quite suitable for my master to write and paint in his spare time."

"Oh? I just heard that the old man is a calligrapher, can you take me to see the old man's works? Yue Huanxi said with a new face.

Han Ming made a gesture of please and said, "Please follow me Mr. Heal."

As soon as he went out, the black cat in his arms jumped out of Yue Huanxi's arms as if he was alarmed by something, and ran inside.

Yu Huanxi shouted from behind: "Old cat! Don't run around! ”

Han Ming was stunned for a moment and said, "This... I'll send someone to find Mr. Yue. ”

Yue Huanxi sighed with a sad face: "This cat knows people, others don't recognize it, I'll go find it, there's nothing in your house that shouldn't be seen, right?"

Han Ming's back was cold, and he smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Yue, please, I'll wait for you in the study later."

"Thank you!" Yue Huanxi patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

In the distance, a black figure blinked with two ice-blue eyes, hiding in the grass and watching more and more Huanxi.

Han Ming naturally knew what he meant, he was not afraid that Yue Huanxi would find out something, and after Yu Huanxi left, he glanced at the grass and then wandered around the house casually.

This house is a house in the national era, with a back garden, a fish pond corridor and a pavilion, and it is also made of solid wood, so it is estimated that you can apply for cultural heritage.

Yue Huanxi touched this wood and felt sorry for himself, if only he were so rich, he also accepted a group of apprentices to run errands for himself, he was really hard at the master of the lock demon tower, and today he was absent from work.

There is a forest in the attic, this should be the old man's back garden, the stone paving is not to mention that there are some precious trees planted, there is always a smell of earth outside, but here you smell a fragrance.

It was the fragrance of sandalwood, and the more Huan Xi followed the fragrance to find it, and there was really a red sandalwood tree like a jar in the garden.

Yue Huanxi's eyes glowed red, everything in front of him seemed to be still, and he saw something else through the tree, and sure enough, there was a person hidden in the tree.

He pretended not to know and walked towards the sandalwood tree, he patted the sandalwood and said, "Old cat, are you on the tree?" It's raining so hard, come down. ”

The people on the tree didn't move, and Yue Huanxi smiled: "If you don't come down, then I'll go up to find you!"

As he spoke, he jumped down from under the tree, and the person wearing a police uniform seemed to be taller than Yue Huanxi, who hadn't seen it clearly.

The man grabbed him by one of his wrists, forcibly broke him behind his back, and subdued him with his whole body against a tree.

Yue Huanxi was treated like this by that person, but he still had to praise this person's good skills, and then shouted: "It hurts, it hurts!"

The man pressed his voice and said coldly, "Say! What kind of people do you say! What does it have to do with the dead! ”

Yu Huanxi blinked her aggrieved eyes and exclaimed, "It's okay! I'm looking for cats! ”

"This is the first crime scene! You're here looking for a cat? And say you're okay? He said as he freed up one hand and took out the walkie-talkie from behind him and said, "Sandalwood caught the suspect and came quickly."

Taking advantage of this kung fu to get more and more struggling, he buckled the bark of the sandalwood tree in his hand and threw it behind the man, who suddenly slipped under his feet and fell directly to the ground.

Yue Huanxi took the opportunity to grab his hands and press him, the man's legs couldn't move as if they were grabbed by something, and his hands were also grabbed by Yue Huanxi, this posture was a little weird... It should be said that it is ambiguous, and that person is like a little daughter-in-law who was raped.

Although he was angry, he could only look at the more radiant face, and when he met those eyes, he who wanted to struggle suddenly quieted down, as if he was attracted by those eyes.

Yue Huanxi was also able to see his face clearly, this policeman's brother was delicate, his face was clean, his eyebrows were wrinkled, his eyes were cold, and his thin lips were closed as if he was gritting his teeth in anger.

Although it is not known how long he has been in the tree, his clothes are clean and tidy, meticulous, and more and more rejuvenated

This person definitely has obsessive-compulsive disorder or a cleanliness fetish.

The two were in a stalemate for a long time, and Yue Huanxi suddenly smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I grabbed it as soon as I was nervous, thank you for being a human cushion for me."

The man had a cold face and spat out two words in a very magnetic voice: "Get up."

Yue Huanxi winked at him innocently and said, "It's okay if I really do this, you won't come to arrest me when I get up, right?"

The man's brows furrowed even deeper, his fists clenched with strength, and he saw that the earth spirit pressing against him at his feet was actually broken away by him, and then he was caught off guard and pressed him under him by reversing positions.

When he fell, he frowned when his head hit the root of the tree, and the man seemed to notice it, and said worriedly: "You...."

"I'll rub!" Just as the two were arguing in this ambiguous pose, another man in a police uniform emerged from the woods.

The man looked at the two of them dumbfounded and said, "Liu Qi! No... What are you doing? ”

Yue Huanxi listened to the voice a little familiar, and he pretended to moan: "Ah... It hurts, it hurts..."

Seeing this, Liu Qi let go of him, and saw that the position on his wrist that he had grabbed was a little blue, his heart jumped violently, and then he got up from him, and the person who came over dragged him up and was stunned for a moment and said, "Teacher Yue!"

Yue Huanxi rubbed his head and frowned, "Officer Li, what's going on?"

The stubble-faced uncle in front of him is a policeman, in stark contrast to Liu Qi standing beside him, although this uncle looks scattered and useless, but he is also a good policeman Li Fengcheng.

This "good policeman" understands that there are so many murder cases, he can't find the murderer, and he is spurned, but he still persists in solving the case.

Yue Huanxi really wanted to praise him, Li Fengcheng said with a dog's face: "Teacher Yue, your news is really smart!" Where are you going? ”

"Hey, Officer Li, look at what you said, I know this old man Wang Yi, I studied painting for a few years, and I listened to his classes."

Yu Huanxi explained.

Liu Qi was left to hang by them, Li Fengcheng couldn't bear to see him in the dark, he put his hand on Yue Huanxi's shoulder and introduced: "Liu Qi, let me introduce to you, this is the special guest artist of the particularly popular game called 'Demon God Record', that fire snake is his proposal, and the inspiration is the arson case in the swimming pool..."

"Look, I'm a game illustrator." Yu Huanxi said modestly.

When he said this, Liu Qi's eyes glanced at his wrist, and Yue Huanxi noticed that he subconsciously rubbed his wrist, and the bruise was covered by him, and then smiled at him: "Officer Liu can also play that game if he has the opportunity, it's very interesting."