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Wen Xu breathed a sigh of relief after driving the others out, otherwise he would really be driven crazy by these people at that time.

"What should I do?" Wen Xu didn't have Zhang Hailong and Qijun next to the bird, but just cast an inquiring look and asked the drunkard.

The clues are very empty, there is not a single bird feather on the ground, and there is a corpse here except for the corpse cabinet, which is cold, chilling, and has a strong and pungent smell, which makes people really want to go home!

"Ask him!" The drunkard pointed to the strange horse.

Wen Xu looked at Qijun with a puzzled expression. Ask him? He was very suspicious of this color, except for being good-looking. I really don't know where to use him, do you want him to smell in these corpse cabinets like a search and rescue dog? Was this helpful?

"Don't underestimate him. People in the world have their own strengths, and their vein is also very popular in the metaphysical world. The drunkard laughed.

"Yo, I can't see that it's still everyone, so I'm going to have to keep my eyes open and take a good look. I hope you can shake the tiger's body, and the breath of Wang Ba will be emanated, so that my 24k golden dog eyes will be blind. Wen Xu looked at Qi Jun, who was proud of his chest, and sneered.

"You're less yin and yang. Maybe I'm not your opponent when I catch ghosts, but if you really find ten heavenly opportunities, you will be scum in front of me. Qijun said with a cold face. Although his Qimen technique is not a big success, it is a slight success, but it is definitely second to none among the younger generation. He has the qualifications of pride in this aspect, just like Wen Xu has an unusual self-confidence in catching ghosts.

"Hurry up, what's the matter?" The drunkard couldn't stand the two anymore and said with a glare.

Wen Xu and Qi Jun immediately shut up, and they both looked at each other unconvinced, making Zhang Hailong feel that these two people were 'full of feelings'!

Qijun is known as the 'strange little god', 'little god calculation', is the leader of the young generation of Yipintang, and is also a well-known role in the metaphysical circles of Danan City

Roared at by the drunkard, both of them fell silent. The drunkard is also a famous predecessor, and he is a figure in the metaphysical world of the older generation, so you have to give some face, right? What's more, there is also Zhang Hailong, a worldly person!

Qi Jun silently calculated in his heart, and then deduced in his mind, and a huge and complex portrait of Qi Men appeared in his mind, and he kept deducing, trying to find a clue from the omission

He twisted it casually, and seven copper coins of special material appeared in his hand, which were similar to copper coins, but the front and back were different.

This is a special Qimen arithmetic magic weapon, and they can deduce countless possibilities from the seven hexagram coins that are distributed. Then select the seven hexagram coins that reveal the heavenly opportunity.

"Boom"

A crisp sound sounded, and the seven hexagram coins were distributed on the ground, messy and confused, making people feel bland, but Qijun spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "poof" on his face, and his face turned pale in an instant, making people's pupils shrink suddenly.

"What's going on?" The drunkard squatted down with a gloomy face and asked.

It is very rare to deduce this kind of vomiting of blood from the technique of Qimen, unless someone deliberately disturbs the heavenly machine and confuses all the clues.

"There are people in the metaphysical world who are resisting, and the other party's Taoism is higher than mine." Qi Jun wiped the blood stagnation from the corner of his mouth and said, there was anger piling up in his eyes, he didn't want to be looked down upon by Wen Xu and make a fool of himself in front of him, which made Qi Jun unacceptable.

If Wen Xu said it to Liu Ming, his face would be lost.

"Is it not possible for your Qimen gossip technique?" Wen Xu really began to gloat as Qijun expected, his face was serious, and he asked with disgusting concern. made the always polite Qijun almost jump up and go crazy. You can say I'm bad, but you can't say I'm bad, how can a man not be good?

"Get out!" Qijun said angrily.

There was an urge to grab Wen Xu and throw it in the corpse cabinet and freeze it into ice cubes. You can question my personality, but you can't question my strengths, my pride, ** this is a deliberate pull of hatred, isn't it?

The drunkard frowned, just now in Zhang Hailong's office, there was a mysterious person in the metaphysical world who took action to control the ghost to fight, and at this moment, he used Qimen gossip to deduce, and there were actually people secretly covering up this is definitely a conspiracy.

"Let me try again!"

Qi Jun picked up the hexagram coin and said with a hideous face. He didn't believe that the other party could completely obscure the heavens, even if someone interfered, he would have to deduce something useful even if he was desperately injured.

"It is forbidden to forcibly do it." The drunkard said solemnly.

Qi Jun's heart warmed, it seems that the ninth master still cares about us, and finally found a little balance. Then he said: "The other party is not a person who is good at covering up the heavens, and he is not a master of arithmetic, but his Taoist strength is not low, and I will not be able to do it." ”

"Well, be careful." In the end, the drunkard's face improved a lot, he was really afraid that something would happen to Qi Jun, otherwise Qi Lin would not fight with his old bones when he came back? Qi Lin is just such a baby bump, and Qi Jun does have a lot of talent above Qimen Bagua, much stronger than Qi Lin, and after cultivating a decade or two, he will definitely be a new star in the metaphysical world.

Wen Xu pursed his lips. Although he didn't say it, he still praised the spirit of X-Trail that is 'not afraid of death'! If X-Trail turned pale because of a failure, crying and shouting to go home to find his mother, then he would really go over and slap him twice, and then throw him out.

If you lack the spirit of perseverance, then how far can you expect to go in the metaphysical world?

You may be stupid sometimes, but you have to learn to judge!

His face was serious and dignified, filling the air around him with an inexplicable pressure. Zhang Hailong's forehead was sweating, I don't know if those masters deliberately wanted to get along with him, and put him in such a situation, at this moment he could only count on the three 'masters' in front of him, otherwise he would really be divided!

In the haze, Wonder Trail seemed to feel that there was a hint of guidance on him, making him feel that he could find the missing heavenly opportunity, but suddenly a pair of dark eyes appeared in his mind, this was the person in the dark who had just stopped disturbing him. At this moment, he gritted his teeth, threw out the hexagram coin in his hand, and quickly bit his fingers.

This frightened everyone, and Zhang Hailong was even more confused, thinking that Qijun was going to harm himself after being hit, and then it took a long time to slowly calm down, but the drunkard looked solemn.

The art of blood sacrifice is very risky, and if the Wonder Horse is forcibly defeated by the other party at this moment, most of them will become an idiot!

Wonderbolt put a little blood on his eyebrows and eyes, his eyes suddenly brightened, and then swept the pair of dark eyes from his mind.

At this moment, when the hexagram coin landed, he pinched a strange handprint with one hand, and then lightly tapped on the ground in front of him, and the seven hexagram coins that were about to stop were quickly rolled at this moment, as if guided by some strange power.

Then it slowly stopped rolling, and the X-Trail slowly opened its eyes and exhaled a breath of exhaust air. There was a sense of relief in his eyes. It's just that the face is a little pale and consumes a lot.

"Found it!"

"What clues?" Wen Xu said.

"The door is in the southeast!"

"Damn, what the hell is this? I don't have time to play dumb riddles with you, and the five corpses that were too late may have been destroyed by them. Wen Xu thought that Qijun was still guessing dumb riddles with him, so he said loudly.

The drunkard's eyes lit up, and then he discerned the direction and quickly rushed towards the southeast corner of the morgue. Then there was a burst of ping-pong flitting, and everything in front of the southeast wall was blown out, and he looked at a white wall in a daze.

"Do you have a door here?" The drunkard beckoned Zhang Hailong over and asked.

Zhang Hailong pondered slightly, and then said: "It turns out that there is a door here, but it has been sealed, and you can see that it is now painted to the same color as the wall." No one has ever been here, and the walls are intact. ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" The drunkard said angrily, such an important information didn't know to be said, which made them mislead for a long time.

"It's sealed, and a storage room in the back is useless." Zhang Hailong muttered.

"Stupid!" The drunkard said angrily.

Wen Xu also understood at this moment, and then rushed up, opened his eyes, and saw an obvious crack in the wall at this moment, the shape of a door, when they first came in, because there was a white cloth hanging here, they didn't pay attention to it at all, and it was opened by the drunkard at this moment, so that the real traces inside were revealed.

"Tricks!"

The drunkard snorted coldly, and then pinched a piece of rune paper and pasted it on the wall, pinching a strange handprint and pointing it, and the rune paper burned, and then at this moment the wall showed the appearance that Wen Xu saw, there was a trace of a door, and it was obviously opened

"This" Zhang Hailong took a step back in horror, is this a legendary witchcraft?

At this moment, Wen Xu and the drunkard were nervous, because it was obvious that behind this dusty door were the missing corpses and the mysterious 'corpse thief'.

"Get out of the way, I'll come, I'm more responsive than you." Wen Xu asked the others to step back, grabbed a miniature version of the peachwood sword and shouted, this is the prop he scraped from the drunkard

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