82_82884 "Oh, what's the reason why can't you think about this? Why did you kill yourself? Dude, didn't you just say two words about him? Now the kid is getting more and more squeamish. Lu Haotian said that he felt good about himself.

"Drag him over to me!"

Lu Haotian was a head taller than the boy, and his body was also rounded, and he was carried to Wushuang like a dead dog after a few strokes. Wushuang looked at his face carefully, observing his expression, his face did not change, it was still very white, but there seemed to be a faint yin qi bursting out from his body between his eyebrows.

He is not good at exorcism, this is all the housekeeping skills of Captain Jin, and the words mentioned in the inverted bucket are all words, and Wushuang does not dare to look deeper into the inverted bucket, that skill is too harmful, once it is learned, it will be a catastrophe.

"Girl, pluck off your head flower and prick his middle finger with the tip of a needle!" Wushuang thought of such a simple exorcism.

The boy tried his best to dodge, but he couldn't break free of Lu Haotian's big hand, and after his middle finger was punctured, a stream of black blood accompanied by a wisp of white green smoke floated out of his body. The boy let out a groat and fainted.

After a while, the police came, asked a few words, and saw that it was Lu Shao, and he didn't make any trouble, so he didn't take it back to make a record.

"Take him back to our house, I still have to ask the third grandfather about this, this little brother estimates that the yin qi in his body has not completely dissipated in the past few days, and he must be conditioned. Wushuang said.

After the boy was sent to Wushuang's house, his face was better, but he was still sleepless, and it was useless to call it.

"Ouch, what's wrong with this? Master, have you picked up people at home again?" Ma Fuxiang took the boy to the living room.

"Third grandpa, don't say it's useless, my eyesight is not as good as yours, you can quickly show this kid if he is being played with by something? Wushuang said.

Ma Fuxiang actually doesn't know those messy tricks, he learns hard kung fu, relying on his own eight characters to be hard, and has been with Wu Gongyao for dozens of years of birth and death, even if the big zongzi in the hole pounces up, he dares to fight hand-to-hand! The old man should have never seen what he is playing? Touching his pulse, he opened his eyelids and looked at it, and said that this child has yin qi in his body, and he will definitely not wake up for a while.

The Dong family has many ways to exorcise evil spirits, especially old men like Ma Fuxiang, Liu Mazi and Ma Erye, who have a belly of ghost ideas, that is, waiting for Wushuang's words.

"Master, tell me honestly, where did you pick up this kid?" asked Ma Fuxiang.

"Head down the Freedom Bridge, crooked neck old mother. "Wushuang replied.

Ma Fuxiang frowned, and glanced at Ma Erye, the two of them seemed to want to hide some information in their eyes, but they were captured by Wushuang.

"What's the matter? What kind of expressions do you two have?, what's wrong with the crooked neck?" asked Wushuang scoldly. He thought to himself, when did these two old men become nervous? Why do they still seem to have something to hide from themselves?

"Hmm...... What ......" Ma Erye looked at Ma Fuxiang, what he wanted to say, and felt that Ma Fuxiang was higher than him, and people didn't talk much, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense, for fear of touching the taboo.

"It's not...... What do you mean by this? What secrets do you two have to hide from me?" Wushuang chirped and looked at Ma Fuxiang, Ma Fuxiang is his grandfather's generation after all, and his tone is too blunt, if it was Liu Mazi or others, he would have scolded him a long time ago.

"Master, there are some things that we can't chase too carefully, actually...... Actually...... It's nothing, it's not about us stealing the door, let's not mix it up. Ma Fuxiang hesitated.

"There seems to be a lack of someone to guard my grandfather over there at Gongyao Temple, I said Ma Laoga...... Do you want to go there to retire?" Wushuang sneered at Ma Fuxiang, Ma Fuxiang's nickname is Ma Laoga, what he means is that he is stingy, this is the nickname that Dong Ye gave before.

"Don't mind, don't mind, you see, I'm so old...... Okay, okay, I said it's not enough, go, go into the house, borrow a step to talk. Ma Fuxiang dragged Wushuang in.

If you want to talk about the crooked neck old mother, it has been many years, and it has to be traced back to Wu Gongyao's childhood. At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the situation was turbulent, the Eight-Nation Coalition forces outside were oppressing China in various ways, and at home, large and small warlords were fighting, and there were small forces composed of dozens or hundreds of people in the mountains, and their goal was only to overthrow the crumbling Qing regime.

The most famous ones are the White Lotus Sect and the Tianli Sect, and later there was a twist army. This is all remembered in history, and there are some small numbers or small organizations composed of some rabble, such as the Cardinal Cult of Xingchengzi.

The Cardinal Cult not only went against the Qing government, but also during World War I, the Russian old Maozi entered the Northeast and was also resisted by them.

It stands to reason that this kind of Jianghu organization that acts for the heavens must be very popular with the people, but the reason why the Red-clothed God Cult is forgotten by the local people in Changchun is because they not only have good deeds, but also engage in many unknown and terrible things in private, and the methods are extremely cruel and almost outrageous.

According to Ma Fuxiang's recollection, the Red Cloak Cult held a large sacrifice every year, in which the blood of thirteen living people was sacrificed to their gods. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, they wore a red cloak to cover their faces, and ordinary people could not see their true faces at all. The common people even talked about the tiger and avoided it.

At that time, there were three forces in the northeast, one was Zhang Zuolin of Liaoxi who later unified the northeast, and the other was Wu Gongyao, a thief who led the gangsters of the rivers and lakes to live in the deep mountains and old forests, and the other force looked inconspicuous, but they made the common people and the Qing court frightened.

Wu Gongyao has long known about the crimes of the Red God Cult, but he can't manage this matter, Xingchengzi was not his territory at that time, and if you want to dig deeper, after all, people resist Russia, even if they usually kill a few ordinary people, it can be regarded as a merit and demerit and not death.

The leader of the Red God Sect is called Sha Wentian, his name is quite atmospheric, but people are not the same, it is said that this Sand Sect leader has a strange temper, and he will kill people if something goes wrong, and his subordinates are afraid of him.

Sha Wentian has always been a fan of the rivers and lakes, no one has ever seen his face, no matter how big the figure in front of him is, he is wearing a red cloak and a hat to cover his face. I remember one time, he met Wu Gongyao