Since the case of the water ghost in a fishing village in Fujian, another dragon scale has been found in the Chengdu area, which makes Yan Yunkai have to think more. What's more, when the two dragon scales appeared, they were accompanied by different degrees of casualties and strange phenomena, plus the heavy damage to the warlock world during the Republic of China that he had heard before, he couldn't help but have conspiracy theories.

That night, he pondered the connection points of these events in his hotel room, found that the clues were circling around, and finally turned back to the "dragon". Are these two dragon scales from the dragon of the Republic of China? However, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the weasel case mentioned that the weasel found two dragon scales after the "two dragons fought", so could it be that the two dragon scales on the chest of the water ghost and the zombie also happened to be left in the world after the two dragons fought? Will the dragon of the Republic of China be one of the "two dragons fighting"? Why is there a calamity where there are dragon scales? A weasel once slaughtered a village for a scale......

Yan Yunkai stared at the ceiling, thought for a while, and suddenly felt that he was simply worrying about it, the sky was falling, and Liu Zhenyan Xie Zhi and their tall men were on top, and they were all engaged in logistics, what were they worried about. But it's uncomfortable if you don't figure out these questions, it's like a suspense drama that ends abruptly after watching half of it, I really want to know the plot later, and I never know who the murderer is if I don't see the ending.

Not to mention that in reality, this kind of case involving a special race always has no beginning and no end, and there is no one who can guess the outcome until enough clues are found.

Yan Yunkai rolled over on the bed, guessed endlessly for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously.

At the same time, Qingcheng Mountain.

Zhao hid the zombie in the woods on the mountain, went down the mountain and returned to the hotel, and took a shower before going to bed. The crystal water droplets slid down the solid texture and rolled down to the ground, Zhao Thief Machine urged the internal force, and when he walked to the side of the bed, his body had become dry.

He stood next to the bed, clicked on his phone and looked at the time, eleven twenty o'clock. There is no sleepiness now, in fact, the demon clan who has cultivated to his level will not feel tired at all if he does not fit his eyes for ten days and half a month, but the law of human work and rest, he has inadvertently adapted to this overnight law.

Sleeping is also a good way to pass the time, if people are awake and bored, they tend to think cranky, think about the past, think about the future, think of empty dwellings, think of crowded markets, think about everything, even if their minds are blank, they will finally think of loneliness.

Zhao pressed his finger on the light switch, ready to turn off the light.

The sound of two people talking in the aisle outside, he heard very well, but he couldn't understand the string of babbling foreign languages, and he didn't take it to heart, he pressed the switch "snap", the indoor lights were removed, and the moonlight outside the window flooded in like water.

The carpet in the hallway absorbed the footsteps of the guests, but Zhao still caught the third person walking outside. The man who had just come over at this time spoke fluent but strangely accented Chinese: "Hello, you are also here to participate in the Chengdu Taoist Cultural Festival?" ”

The two people who spoke foreign languages before also spoke Chinese, and responded kindly: "Yes, we are a scripture orchestra from Singapore." ”

"Oh, I'm from Hong Kong and live in the room next door to you." The man took out his room card and said politely, "See you tomorrow." ”

"See you tomorrow." One of them replied.

With the sound of the door closing, the people outside did not bother to switch languages, and muttered in Chinese: "Where is the room card?" ”

"Look again, will it be under the backpack?"

There was another sound of squirming through the backpack, and the voice that had just spoken spoke again: "What's in this little bag?" ”

"It's my family's ancestral necklace, I'm afraid of losing it, so I put it away and open it for you to see. Ah, I've found my keycard! ”

"What a strange necklace...... Open the door, I'm sleepy. ”

After the sound of the door closing, calm finally returned outside.

Zhao Thief Machine sat cross-legged on the bed, looking out the window with a lonely gaze, a slender mark between his eyebrows, glowing with a shallow white light. He closed his eyes, raised his hand and pressed his middle index finger against the fine mark between his eyebrows, and his two fingers slightly curled into the faint light.

What is the opportunity to loosen the ban this time?

Zhao opened his eyes and looked at the door, his eyes deep.

…… It was when the man opened the bag just now that he sensed his own aura.

Zhao didn't get up to find out, thinking of Yan Yunkai's instructions to "keep a low profile", he paused, anyway, it wasn't bad for this night, so he simply fell down and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Yan Yunkai went to find You You and Zhou Yi for breakfast after washing.

You You answered the phone, and it was Xiong Da from the Demon Committee.

"What's new in the case?" You You glanced at the caller ID and connected the call, "Hey, hello...... Well? Is this caught? ”

Yan Yunkai raised his eyes to look at him.

You You continued, "Where did you find it? Qingcheng Mountain? Oh, our colleague happened to find a zombie in Qingcheng Mountain, which may be related to this case, so you can take someone to detain that zombie when the time comes. ”

With that, he hung up.

Yan Yunkai poured him half a glass of milk and asked, "Have you found the suspect?" ”

"Well, I was caught in Qingcheng Mountain Town, and when I was caught, I was smoking people's yang energy, and I was caught. Dare to do things under the noses of a group of Taoist priests, and the suspect can be regarded as daring. You You tugged at the corners of his lips and said, "The female zombie is related to the case and will be handed over to the Demon Committee to deal with, but the dragon scales on her body have not been taken off yet, so she has to find someone to follow up and don't have any accidents." ”

"I'm going to follow?" Zhou Yi said, and thought about it again, "It's better to let Gesang Langjie follow this case, and tell him to pay attention to guarding the dragon scales." ”

You Yi nodded, and Zhou Yi called Gesang Langjie.

Gesang is naturally full of words, he believes in Tibetan Buddhism, rather than letting him go to the Taoist cultural festival as a security guard, this task is a little easier.

After breakfast, Zhou Yi went to check out of the room, and the three of them went to Qingcheng Mountain together.

On this day, there are many people in Qingcheng Mountain, not only Taoist priests and laymen from all over the country, but also the invited scripture teachers from overseas and all kinds of passers-by who come to join in the fun.

Zhao Thief told the Demon Committee where the zombies were hidden, and he didn't lead the way to find them, but watched TV in the hotel room, always paying attention to the movement in the opposite room.

At eight o'clock in the morning, people came and went from time to time in the room diagonally opposite, it seemed that many people were gathered in a room, the door was open, and the laughter could be heard, and Zhao did not sense the familiar breath anymore. After a while, the men came out together and closed the door.

Zhao took the remote control and turned off the TV.

After everyone outside had left, he also walked out of the room, stood in the hallway, looked up at the surveillance camera at the end, and then looked at the door diagonally opposite.

The phone rings, and the caller ID on the screen is just a string of numbers, and there are no notes.

Zhao took two steps to the side, stared at the door in front of him silently, and did not answer the phone for a long time, and after a while, the mobile phone rang off, showing that there was a missed call. In the quiet atmosphere of the corridor, Zhao was still thinking about how to pry the door.

The door lock of the hotel room is an electronic lock, he is not very familiar with the structure, and violent prying will inevitably leave evidence, in case the room guest finds that the door lock is broken, the alarm, a check of monitoring, he will be exposed.

If you want to say what impresses Zhao the most in modern society, it must be monitoring, it's amazing, because he was once found through monitoring, he cares about this thing very much now.

Zhao stood for a while, and the phone came again, and he finally turned around, walked away casually, and answered the call calmly as usual.

"Good morning." Yan Yunkai's voice was very clear, like a babbling stream in spring, clean and warm, "Have you eaten breakfast?" ”

"Hmm." He replied simply.

Chinese greetings with relatives and friends are very special, if you are at a meal, you always have to ask "have you eaten", casual and close.

"We are here in Xinshanmen now, we have met an acquaintance, and the main method of the altar here is Beijing Baiyun Temple." Yan Yunkai chuckled, "You You is still chatting with the familiar Dao Master, and it is estimated that you will have to wait for a while." Would you like to come to us? After a pause, he added thoughtfully, "If you want to continue your free activities, how about it?" Is there anything to gain from revisiting the old place? ”

Zhao walked to the end of the corridor and entered the elevator, the signal in the elevator was not very good, and he barely heard what the other party said.

"I'll walk around again." He replied, "More in the evening." ”

"Okay." Yan Yunkai has no opinion.

Zhao hung up the call and slid the phone into his trouser pocket. The elevator doors opened, and he walked out with a blank face, his blazer hunched over his arms, his fitted black shirt outlining broad shoulders and powerful arms, his back straight, and the hem of his shirt tucked into the waistband of his pants.

The girl at the front desk looked at his tall back and watched him out of the hotel door.

A total of 13 mandalas were set up in this series of prayer activities, and 13 Taoist scripture orchestras from home and abroad were invited to participate, and the two people who lived across the corridor were members of the Singapore Sutra Orchestra.

Zhao was thinking about where the Singapore Economic Orchestra might be at the moment, and at the same time paying attention to the people nearby.

He observed the past along the way, and didn't notice anything else, only found one problem. Although he has tried to restrain his breath and keep a low profile as much as possible, many people passing by will still look at him.

There were no eyes, just something strange.

As time passed, it was almost noon, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the sun was getting stronger and stronger, and Zhao finally found out why so many passers-by had noticed him.

Along the way, he was the only one wearing a suit.

He's a youkai, and he doesn't feel much even when the temperature rises, but mortals seem to be sweating profusely from the heat.

How did Yan Yunkai still pay attention to it in this weather? Zhao Pirate wondered.

It was almost noon, and the nearby restaurants and restaurants were overcrowded, and Zhao took a stroll to catch the sound he heard last night in the noisy environment.

"Senior brother, this way." A middle-aged man shouted.

That's him. Zhao stolen the machine confirmed.

Zhao Thief looked in the direction of the sound, and a man in a Taoist robe stood under a tree, holding a fan in his hand.

Is that heirloom necklace on him?

Zhao Thief observed the middle-aged Taoist priest through the crowd, and was still hesitant to step forward, but when he thought of the subtle feeling when he sensed his breath last night, his heart moved, and he was about to raise his legs and step forward, when suddenly, he stood up again, and turned his head without changing his face.

A white hand rested on his shoulder.

Yan Yun smiled and groaned: "Walk around, come here?" Coincidentally, let's have lunch together. ”