Zhang Xian, they can't say anything, who made Han Mo powerful.

After chatting for a while, Zhang and the two left happily with the tickets. Less than half an hour after Han Mo returned home and sat down, Lu Xinyao's phone called.

Something happened in the Jianan community.

Han Mo hurriedly went out and took a taxi to the Jianan community.

The Baiyu Bridge has been cordoned off, prohibiting vehicles and pedestrians from passing. A large group of police officers gathered around, and they couldn't see anything clearly. Han Mo lifted the cordon and walked over quickly, squeezed inside, and saw a big monk sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The monk's face was very serene, and there was a shocking wound on his head, and five small holes, which were obviously poked out by someone with his fingers.

The monk's stomach was swollen, and it felt like it was going to explode.

His mouth was slightly open, and he could see the dirt. Han Mo frowned, and couldn't help asking, "What is the cause of death?" ”

The medical examiner looked at him and said, "Hold it up." ”

Han Mo was taken aback, "Hold on to death? You're not kidding. ”

"It's true, the wound on his head looks serious, but it's not fatal. The preliminary examination should be that there is too much food that bursts the stomach and other internal organs. ”

Hearing this, Han Mo reached out and pinched the monk's mouth open, and the soil mixed with small pebbles fell out of his mouth. Han Mo couldn't help but shudder, "It shouldn't be that he ate dirt to death." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the police were shocked.

Who is this monk? I actually ate dirt and died.

However, judging by the wound on his head, his death was not so simple. Han Mo put the monk to the ground and reached out to press his stomach, which was very hard.

Han Mo stood up and said to the forensic doctor, "Can you dissect it on the spot?" ”

"The autopsy must be done with the permission of the family, which ......"

"He's a monk, and he doesn't even know that he's from that temple, how can he find his family." Han Mo said: "Listen to me, I will bear whatever happens." ”

"Okay."

After thinking about it, the forensic doctor took the toolbox and began to dissect it.

The scalpel gently slashed through the monk's heart, and a blood stain was pulled to his stomach, and the forensic doctor stretched his stomach open, and when he saw the inside, he was stunned on the spot.

The onlookers looked at each other, their eyes welled up with horror, and the timid ones had already bent over and vomited.

The monk's stomach was full of blood-soaked dirt, with a pungent smell. The forensic doctor grabbed a handful of dirt with trembling hands and muttered, "You...... You see. ”

"Is his entrails broken?" Han Mo asked.

After the forensic examination, he nodded vigorously, "That's right, all the internal organs have been burst." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Han Mo looked up at the Jianan community, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes, this was a war letter for him.

At this time, two more police cars stopped at Baiyu Bridge.

It was Lu Xinyao and others who came.

They squeezed in and were shocked to see the disemboweling monk and the monk's stomach full of soil mixed with small stones.

"What's going on?" Lu Xinyao asked in a deep voice.

"This monk died of the dirt bursting his internal organs." Hearing this, Applejack and the others opened their mouths wide, "Is he insane?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Han Mo, does it have anything to do with the Jianan community?" Lu Xinyao asked softly.

"I can't get rid of it, it is estimated that this monk has come here, and when he saw the ghost of the Jianan community, he wanted to go over. Well, now that the revenant soul has not gone over, he has lost himself. Han Mo said slowly.

"These demons." Lu Xinyao gritted her teeth and snorted softly.

Han Mo said quietly: "They can't run, I want them all to be scattered the night after tomorrow." ”

"Be careful when the time comes."

"It's a lot, but for me, it's not a big deal." After speaking, Han Mo looked at the forensic doctor and said, "Clean up the soil in this master's stomach, and then cremate him." As for the ashes, they were scattered in the river under the white jade bridge. ”

"Isn't that a good idea?"

"The master died to surpass the undead of the Jianan community, and that's right."

"Okay."

The forensic doctor dug out the mud from the monk's stomach, and the police took the body bag and put him in it, took him to the car and left. Seeing that there was nothing to do, the police also left.

Han Mo looked at the Jianan community, turned his head and said, "Xin Yao, you guys go first, I'll go into the Jianan community to take a look." ”

"Now?"

"Well, I want to see where the monk eats the soil."

"Then you stay safe."

Han Mo nodded and strode towards the entrance of the community.

The neighborhood is as quiet as ever.

Walk into the community, look around, and stroll leisurely. All the ghosts were able to endure it, and there was no sound of wind and grass at all.

Walking to the small park of the community's leisure, the fitness equipment was in tatters, the paint was peeling, and it was rusty.

There is a small pit in the dry greenery next to it, which looks like it has been dug freshly. Han Mo walked over and looked at it, and the soil was similar to that in the stomach of the great monk.

Squatting down, he grabbed a pinch of dirt and pinched it, the soil was hard and had a faint ghostly aura.

If that's right, the great monk should eat the soil here.

Han Mo raised his head, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "There are still two days to go, I hope you are a little self-aware, otherwise, you don't know how to die." ”

"Giggle...... Little Taoist, don't be too arrogant, it's not certain who will die when the time comes. Suddenly, a sneer spread through the community.

"Then wait and see, I hope you don't kneel and beg for mercy."

Whew......

A gust of wind swept like a storm of falling leaves, Han Mo glanced at it and stepped on his steps to dodge. The wind crashed against a tree, and the tree turned to powder in an instant.

Although the vegetation in the Jianan community still maintains its original appearance, the essence has long been sucked dry. As soon as you touch it, it turns into powder.

It can be imagined how terrible the ghost spirit of the Jianan community is.

Han Mo turned around and walked away, and said lightly: "Who wins and who loses, we'll see you the night after tomorrow." ”

There was no sound of response.

Out of the community, I came to Baiyuqiao, and when I saw Lu Xinyao, they were still waiting. Walking over, Lu Xinyao hurriedly asked, "How is the situation?" ”

"Wait until the night after tomorrow and fight with them."

"Let's go."

"Captain, at seven o'clock the night after tomorrow, Li Ruyan will hold a concert in the city gymnasium, and the city bureau will ask our bureau to transfer ten people to the scene to maintain order. I asked the director, and he said you could arrange it. Lu Xinyao frowned slightly, "When do you need me to take care of this kind of thing, you can do it yourself." ”

"Okay."

After going back, there was nothing to do, so Han Mo meditated and enlightened.

Fifty avenues and three thousand......

Fifty avenues, three thousand trails. However, from ancient times to the present, it is very rare to be able to prove one of the 50 avenues. The ancient style is famous for a few of their old men, and they have only proved three thousand small paths.

The little crocodile once said that Ling Xuzi proved that the ruthless Dao belonged to the Fifty Great Avenues.

The Ruthless Dao is extremely demanding for cultivators, no desire, no desire, no tears, how to say, it proves that the Ruthless Dao is actually to become a cold-blooded person.

Han Mo's perception of the Tao is still very limited, and it is too early to speak of the Tao at this time.

However, preaching is the only way to the highest realm.

Poof.

Suddenly, Han Mo opened his eyes violently and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The little crocodile was startled, and hurriedly said: "Boss, this kind of thing can't be forced, otherwise, it won't be good for you." ”

Han Mo waved his hand, "I'm not forcibly preaching, and besides, I'm not qualified now." ”

"And what are you?"

"I've had a lot of injuries before, and I've accumulated a lot of yin poison in my body." Hearing this, the little crocodile looked down, and sure enough, the blood spit out by Han Mo was black, and it was very corrosive.

The little crocodile breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm scared to death, I thought you forcibly preached." ”

"I was just enlightening, and I felt the qi and blood surging in my body, so I spit out blood." Han Mo said lightly.

The little crocodile blinked, "Boss, it seems that your understanding of the Tao is getting deeper and deeper." ”()

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