Liu Jinhua has to pay for the murder he committed, but Wen Juan is only a victim. Yan Yunkai didn't ask Liu Jinhua what kind of death method he would have, and after taking away the dragon scales from Wen Juan's heart, he asked the Demon Committee to send those corpses to Qingcheng Mountain, so that the Taoist elders would overdo it by the way.

From the weasel case to the water ghost case, and then to the zombie case this time, this is the third dragon scale obtained from the nine. Yan Yunkai put away the dragon scales, wrote a small report and sent it to Liu Zhenyan's mailbox, it is still impossible to determine whether the appearance of these three dragon scales has a deep meaning, but it is always not wrong to prepare more.

Liu Zhenyan replied with a late "I know", and by the way, he advised them to go back to Beijing as soon as the series of activities of Luo Tian Dajiao was over, and don't go crazy.

Yan Yunkai ignored him anymore.

The festival was held for a total of nine days, and Yan Yunkai was bored after two days in Qingcheng Mountain, and no longer went back and forth between the mandalas all day as he did at the beginning. There are several Taoist temples on the mountain, and there are many pilgrims these days, he listens to the sound of chanting and confession all day long, and his original impetuous heart is becoming calmer, and he finds a vacant room in the Shangqing Palace, and reads the scriptures that have not been touched for a long time.

In Yan Yunkai's family, his ancestors were all very famous Taoist priests, and his grandfather was also quite respected in Beijing, but his father was not interested in scriptures and calligraphy, and devoted himself to business. The "Tao" pursued by the father is the way of business, and the grandfather naturally can't force his son to do things he doesn't like, but from the moment Yan Yunkai was born, the grandfather used the whole family to cultivate the little grandson's interest in Taoism.

When I was young, other children went to various extracurricular interest classes after finishing their homework, Xiao Yan Yunkai could only hold the scriptures in his grandfather's study to endorse, it doesn't matter if he can't read it, he memorizes it first, and when he should understand it later, he will naturally understand.

Yan Yunkai is very talented in this area, many times he can understand it at one point, and his understanding is extremely high, but compared to his extremely high talent, his body is holding back. Yan Yunkai was born with a defect in his physique, although he was able to use powerful mana, but after using it, his fatigue level was more serious than that of others. Grandpa rummaged through the classics and asked the masters, but he couldn't find a solution.

Later, he entered the Ninth Division and worked in the logistics team, and most of the time he didn't have to go out to work, he didn't have to fight to the death with demons and monsters, and he rarely used his mana anymore. has survived all these years.

An auspicious altar is set up outside the Shangqing Palace, and the sound of chanting is bursting, with a sense of solemnity, and the pilgrims also consciously remain quiet.

Reading the scriptures again at this time, Yan Yunkai completely forgot himself, and seemed to have entered a mysterious realm in a trance. The characters on the pages of the book floated and converged in his mind, transforming into a huge gossip pattern, Yan Yunkai stood in the center of the Bagua Array, surrounded by boundless darkness, with twenty-eight stars arrayed overhead, and the stars moved slowly along the trajectory, tracing the ancient history and deducing the future waiting to be created.

He seems to be standing at the center of the universe, in the vast universe, heaven and earth are just a reverse journey, and everything in the world is so small.

When Yan Yunkai came back to his senses, it was already evening. He glanced at the time, and was also surprised that he had entered such a state, secretly thinking that listening to Dao Ancestor's sermon would not be so fascinated, it was really strange.

You You and Zhou Yi came to him and had a feast together in the Shangqing Palace, Zhao didn't like to run to the mountains, he stayed in the hotel these days, and he actually came up today.

The four of them ate around a small table, Yan Yunkai was not hungry, he put down his chopsticks after eating half a bowl, and turned his hand to pour tea.

You Youqi said: "Have you lost weight?" ”

"Nope."

"Are you going to Bigu?"

"I haven't tasted all the food in my Great China, what kind of appetite do you want to quit?" Yan Yunkai said casually, "I just don't have much appetite today." ”

You Wei nodded: "I can go back in two days, I also miss the taste of old Beijing a little, Chengdu restaurants are always used to spicy, and I really can't stand eating too much." ”

Zhao put down the chopsticks, the bowls and chopsticks in the Shangqing Palace had to be cleaned up by himself, he stacked his rice bowl and soup bowl together, and the others had not eaten yet, Yan Yunkai said to him: "You put it first, and wait for the two of them to finish eating and collect it together." ”

Zhao was happy, stood up and said, "I'll wash my hands." ”

Outside, the sky was not completely dark, and a large number of colorful clouds floated in the distance, as if magnificent colors were splashed on the curtain of the night sky with a gradient of dark blue and light blue.

In front of a famous spot in the Shangqing Palace, a middle-aged Taoist priest was holding a crazy mobile phone to take pictures, and from time to time he took selfies with the camera.

The Taoist priest held the phone, dazed, not knowing what was happening. It didn't take long for the temperature of the pendant to drop and return to normal. He froze for a moment, unsure if it was a delusion.

Zhao Thief stood behind a tree and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest fixedly for two seconds. An extremely subtle buzz in his soul disappeared, and he sensed his own breath again, and it seemed that the "ancestral necklace" that the Taoist priest had said a few days ago was hanging around that person's neck at this time.

What is the next way to get the middle-aged Taoist priest to take out his necklace? Directly force him to hand over the necklace, and then use the ban to seal this memory?

Banning memories is not a small spell, this is a Taoist temple, and now it is a Taoist priest from all over the world, it is difficult to guarantee that there will not be any keen high skills. Zhao Thief thought about it for a while, in order to prevent revealing the identity of the demon clan, he did not use spells, but went to a nearby room, covered the door, and came out with a tray in his hand, on which were placed several teacups and a teapot filled with hot water.

If you want to leave no traces, it is best to use human methods in places where humans gather. The use of spells or the use of pure violence will leave a trick. These days are a special period for Taoist temples, and if a Taoist priest is injured or realizes that he has been cast a spell, it is inevitable that he will be mistaken for a provocation by Taoist priests. In that case, Yan Yunkai will be unhappy......

Zhao Thief's eyes were cold, he took a few steps, his breath converged, and his expression gradually changed, turning into a busy appearance, walking with a tray in his hand, passing by the middle-aged Taoist priest.

As he passed by, his body was unstable, as if he had tripped over something, and he stumbled, and the teapot tilted, and even the lid of the pot fell to the ground, and the tea was impartially spilled on the priest's chest.

Middle-aged Taoist priest: "......"

Zhao Thief: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did it burn you?" ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest hissed, smiled wryly and waved his hand, and said with relief: "It's okay, I'm blocking this way." Don't take it personally. ”

This road is not narrow at all, and the middle-aged Taoist priest has a lot of nerves, so he didn't think too much, but kindly avoided a few steps.

Zhao Thief showed a hint of apology and continued: "Your clothes are wet, come with me to deal with it." ”

If Yan Yunkai or other people who knew Zhao Theft Machine were here, they would probably be stunned, but the middle-aged Taoist priest didn't know him, and after a little hesitation, it was really uncomfortable to get wet, so he nodded and said with a smile: "Please lead the way." ”

Zhao turned around and calmly led him forward, looking for an empty room.

"Excuse me, do you have a hair dryer?" The Taoist priest looked at the empty side room, not like someone living in it, and asked suspiciously.

"Nope."

"Huh?"

Zhao took out a talisman from his pocket and said calmly: "There is only rune paper." ”

Middle-aged Taoist priest: "...... Ah, good, good! He was particularly pleasantly surprised and said, "I have heard that there are many Taoist masters in China who are good at drawing talismans, but I didn't expect that the ordinary things in life can also use talisman paper, let me see it." Oh, I'm from Singapore, and my grandfather's generation went to the South Seas and settled there. ”

Because the things this person was wearing had his own breath, Zhao Thief rarely paid attention to the other party's words, and watched him quickly take off his robe, and he was wearing a white T-shirt inside, which was also a little wet, and a delicately woven navy blue string hung around his neck, and the string pendant was hidden under the round neckline of the T-shirt.

Zhao Thief Machine pasted the rune paper on the wet part of the robe, secretly urging the mana, and the soaked cloth dried at a speed visible to the naked eye, on the contrary, the rune paper seemed to be soaked in water, getting wetter and wetter.

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked very attentive, unsatisfied, and praised: "Not bad, not bad, amazing." ”

Zhao Thief returned the robe to him, and very casually took out another cool charm from his trouser pocket, which You You drew when he was idle in the afternoon, and stuffed a few for him, he didn't need it, so he simply gave it away.

This is also the way of life that I learned from Yan Yunkai, which is convenient for others and for myself.

The middle-aged Taoist priest happily accepted the talisman paper, and Zhao Thief naturally asked, "Are you wearing a peace talisman around your neck?" The string is beautiful. ”

"No, it's handed down by my ancestors." The middle-aged Taoist priest generously pulled out the pendant and showed him, "You can guess what this is, I don't guess you can't guess." ”

Zhao Theft: "......"

Zhao was really stunned for a moment.

He looked at the round, cold-tinged white scales on the string and wondered what was going on. His eyes are excellent, and he can see the lines on the scales, and the fine lines spread outward from the center, very regularly.

Isn't this a dragon scale?

Why is there his breath on the dragon scales?

"You can't guess, do you?" The middle-aged Taoist priest put on a Taoist robe.

Zhao was just stunned for a moment, and his surprise could not be seen from his expression, although his thoughts had turned a thousand times in his heart.

Zhao Thief said lightly: "This is a dragon scale, where did it come from?" ”

"You know?" The Taoist priest was very surprised, "This is the scale that my ancestors were lucky enough to do the white dragon a favor during the Ming Dynasty, so they got the scales given by the white dragon." ”

"What's the busy?"

"My ancestor was also a very powerful warlock, and it is said that he helped the white dragon avoid a man. The version circulating in our family is like this, saying that the white dragon was mistaken for a demon dragon by a monk, and has been hunted and killed, and once hid in the Taoist temple presided over by my ancestors, which only avoided a disaster. ”

Zhao Thief frowned slightly, and thanked him.

"Hey, little brother, are you a Taoist priest from the Shangqing Palace? What do you call it? ”

Zhao didn't seem to hear about it, and left by himself.

By this time it was already dark.

Yan Yunkai called and asked him to go down the mountain together, and Zhao answered and hung up the phone.

He knew that Yan Yunkai had been thinking about dragon scales a few days ago, or rather, when he came back from the fishing village, Yan Yunkai was wondering if there were any dragons in the human world.

Zhao was able to determine that the dragon scale worn by the middle-aged Taoist priest was given up by him, but he was never sure, could it be that he was really a dragon? He couldn't recover his original form now, and his memory hadn't recovered, so he didn't want to jump to conclusions, even if the evidence was in front of him.

If he was really the dragon that Yan Yunkai really wanted to find, why didn't the dragon scales that appeared originally sense his breath from them?

If those dragon scales that appeared earlier didn't belong to you, who would it be?

Zhao Theft Machine was originally not interested in this series of cases at all, but now he finally had a little curiosity.

In front of the mountain gate, Yan Yunkai was already waiting for him.

"Why did you come out so late?"

"Just go for a walk." Zhao said calmly.

"Oh." Yan Yunkai had no doubts.

Zhao Thief was calm and calm, without revealing a clue, about the dragon scale worn by the middle-aged Taoist priest, he thought about it for a while, but still chose to remain silent and did not tell Yan Yunkai.