Hurriedly bidding farewell to the brother and sister, Ding Xiaocong turned his head to look at the west of the city, behind a low building, there was a tall white spire, which was particularly eye-catching. After the city was colonized by the West, Christianity became popular, and the church is the most majestic building here.

Ding Xiaocong walked down the street to the church, thinking about how to get close to the actual controller of Mudley, the biggest warlord in MD, General Nogi.

Nogi has an army of 50,000 troops, which is definitely the most advanced and neat in this poor country, and the reason why he has been able to develop such a large power is only because he has one of the largest wealth in the country...... Jade.

M jade, the king of jade, the price of the highest grade is far more expensive than the same weight of gold, these crystal clear small stones are not worth much locally, but if you get it to China, it will immediately increase in value hundreds or thousands of times! As the largest and best producer of M jade, Mudley was firmly controlled by Nogi and obtained an astonishing fortune.

If you have money, you will have people, and you will have guns.

Compared with this big warlord who dominates the side, Ding Xiaocong is only a half-grown teenager, and if he is not careful, he will be crushed.

Walking all the way to the door of the church, Ding Xiaocong's eyes lit up, finally there is a way, I can't go to you, but I can let you come to me!

There is a small hotel opposite the church, which is not as strict as the management of Huaxia State, and you don't need any identification, so you can stay casually. The reason why I chose this hotel is to do things nearby, and second, the owner of the store understands Chinese and is good at communication.

In recent years, Chinese merchants have often come here to collect jade, and many hotel owners have learned Chinese, so ordinary communication is not a problem.

The boss is a man in his fifties, and through conversation, he confirmed Zhao Ailong's words, Nogi does come to the opposite cathedral every Sunday to pray, and every time he comes, he sits in a fixed special position, guarded by a large group of soldiers, and others are not allowed to approach at all.

It's not important, it's even better, just sit in a dedicated position, that's too suitable.

After finding out the situation, Ding Xiaocong first found a jade shop and bought a coarse jade plaque, and then went to the cemetery outside the city alone.

There are no cremations here, and the dead are buried on a hill in the west of the city.

When Ding Xiaocong arrived, it was almost dark, so he walked all the way to the shade of the mountain and stopped, looking around. The yin qi here is very heavy, indicating that there are a lot of wandering spirits.

Finding a place where the tomb was most dense, he placed the remaining half cup of corpse oil on the ground, then threw the thick jade plaque into it, sat down and began to wait. Sister Xiaolan swam out and meandered around him, looking around curiously.

Twelve o'clock in the middle of the night is the time when yin and yang meet, after twelve o'clock, the yin energy will be prosperous, and the night will become a paradise for the soul.

After twelve o'clock, Ding Xiaocong opened the witch eye, this place is located in the shade of the mountain, the yin qi is strong, and there are many wandering souls, and there are even more at this time. These are ordinary souls, and they are not malignant, but they are better in number, and in addition, after Ding Xiaocong's treatment, the nature will be completely different.

Maintaining the witch eye, Ding Xiaocong began to hum the ghost sound softly, and the wandering spirits wandering unconsciously nearby were immediately attracted and slowly floated over.

The strange ghost sound echoed in the cemetery, and the hair stood on end, and a little light flashed in the distance, and I didn't know whether it was the night watchman or the passerby, and I was so frightened that I didn't even want the flashlight that fell, and I got up and turned around and ran.

The current Ding Xiaocong is full of ghosts, and he looks like a ghost without lighting effects.

In fact, if he continues to sing like this, his soul will gradually be lost, and it is difficult to say whether he will really leave his body and become a soul in the end, and he will not dare to make such an attempt.

The wandering spirits were attracted one by one, and after they circled for a while, they finally couldn't resist the temptation of corpse oil, and slipped into them one after another.

Ding Xiaocong sang for two hours, collecting almost a hundred wandering spirits, before stopping, this half of the mountain was cleaned, and if he sang again, he should have summoned the wolf......

After completing the first step, Ding Xiaocong immediately took out a plastic bag from his bag, which contained half a pack of red powder. This is cinnabar, after passing through Wushan, there is only such a little left, and I have always carried it on my body.

Without any hesitation, he poured half a bag of cinnabar into the corpse oil, and the yang poison and extreme yin were mixed, resulting in a violent reaction, and foam immediately poured out of the glass, making a "sizzling" sound.

After the cinnabar entered the corpse oil, the cup immediately became a purgatory for souls, and those wandering spirits were in agony, so they could only burrow into the thick jade plaque to escape. After this ordeal, their viciousness has increased significantly, and they can already cause some harm to people's souls.

Look at it, Ding Xiaocong overturned the cup, and a large piece of foam rushed out, and now the cinnabar and corpse oil have all failed, and it is useless to keep them.

After the liquid seeped into the ground, Ding Xiaocong grabbed a piece of cloth and grabbed the jade plaque. Now this thing is covered with a layer of cinnabar, which is equivalent to sealing the soul inside.

After doing all this, Ding Xiaocong put on his backpack again and took his sister down the mountain to prepare for the next day's action......

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In a police station in Banku, Jiang Bai sat on a shabby leather sofa, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and his brows were locked tighter. She is handcuffed to indicate her current identity as a suspect.

Pupil curled up beside her and slept soundly, oblivious to everything around her.

At the door, the old-fashioned air conditioner "roars", blowing cold air for a while, and hot air for a while. Opposite Jiang Bai, a male policeman was slow with beads of sweat on his head, and he couldn't wipe it clean, which made him even more irritable.

"Tell me, what did you do?" The policeman was obviously in a bad mood, so he slapped the table and pointed at Jiang Bai and shouted. In fact, he didn't believe that a delicate little girl like Jiang Bai would kill people, but not only witnesses, but even Jiang Bai himself admitted it, so he would inevitably arrest her for interrogation.

"I didn't kill her, she dived on her own." Jiang Bai's expression was calm and waveless, and he replied lightly. She dived into the water and fished the girl up, and the whole process took only half a minute, but strangely, the girl was not breathing.

Generally speaking, it takes at least two minutes to drown a person, and it is absolutely impossible to kill someone in such a short time, but after the corpse was fished up, after just one glance, Jiang Bai knew that it was not saved. Whether or not a person is breathing is not the only criterion for judging whether a person is dead, the girl's vitality is gone, and there is no possibility of coming back to life at all.

When the police took her away, she didn't resist anything, and she wanted to find out about it.

As soon as Jiang Bai's words fell, the door was pushed open, and a young female police officer walked in, holding a stack of files in her hand, casually put them on the desk, looked back at Jiang Bai and said coldly: "You lie!" ”