"Well, it fell so easily?" Wang Qian didn't feel too much force.

untie

Wang Qian waved his hand and lifted the "talisman" on his body.

At this time, Zhao Bo also ran out, looked around, and happened to see Wang Qian coming out of the alley.

"What's wrong?"

"Just now, someone has been standing outside your tea shop and staring inside, I saw that there was something strange about him, so I followed, fainted in that alley, let your brother-in-law come and take a look."

"Good, good!" Zhao Bo's face changed when he heard this, and he remembered the "talisman" fever not long ago, and hurriedly called his brother-in-law.

When I got closer, my face changed dramatically after seeing the person's appearance.

"This is the guy who bought tea in my shop that day!"

"Let your brother-in-law check him well, he has evil spirits in him."

Not long after, Zhao Bo's brother-in-law drove over in a hurry, looking at the man who fell to the ground, bleeding from all his knots.

"W-what's going on?"

"I don't know, when I came out to find him, I saw him fall to the ground like this." Zhao Bo directly took Wang Qian out.

Han Yang squatted down and tried the other party's neck and snort.

"If you're still alive, call an ambulance first."

Soon an ambulance came and took the man to the hospital.

"Han Yang, there is definitely something wrong with this guy, you should check him well!"

"Okay, I know, let's go first."

"Slow down on the road."

Zhao Bo returned to the shop, where Wang Qian was still looking at the furnishings on his table.

"People are gone?"

"Let's go, hey, just now you said that he has evil energy on him, what does that mean?"

"Ghosts have ghosts, demons have demonic spirits, and people also have different breaths, are they evil, should they have done something evil, or they have practiced evil kung fu." Wang Qian explained.

"It's like the kind of martial arts practice with human heads in TV dramas."

"Well, that's pretty much it, you can understand that."

"Hey, no, how do you know there's someone out there staring at you just sitting here?"

Zhao Bo thought about what happened just now, and felt that it was a little mysterious, he and Wang Qian were drinking tea in the house, and the situation outside the store could not be seen.

"Feeling."

"Feelings?"

Zhao Bo was stunned after hearing this, and replied so simply and willfully.

After chatting for a while, Wang Qian got up and left.

"Not really staying?"

"No, I made an appointment to deliver the goods in the afternoon and left."

"Shall I send you back?"

"No, you're busy."

Leaving Qucheng, it didn't take long for Wang Qian to return to "Shenzhi Mountain".

In the afternoon, the steel he ordered was delivered.

The car passed the village and walked some distance inward, and the mountain road was bumpy, so it was impossible to continue driving.

"Just put it here!" Wang Qian pointed to the side of the road.

After the two men unloaded the iron rod and iron block, they took the final payment and drove away.

"Hey, you say, why does that guy want so much iron?"

"Let's cast a sword in the mountains, don't you see a lot of videos like that on the Internet, there are many people hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, saying that it is an ancient method of casting swords."

"That's all gimmicks, science and technology are advancing, the ancient iron-making technology is far worse than the current iron-making technology, a sword sells thousands, tens of thousands, and this sword and that sword, it's all a lie."

"What do you care about so much, just give money and go."

Watch the car go away and disappear from view. Wang Gan stretched out his hand and grabbed the two iron rods weighing hundreds of pounds, and his figure flashed, and he arrived on the mountain in a few moments.

A ton of iron, and in a short time he was taken to the mountain.

The earth dog stared at the pile of iron and looked at Wang Qian with puzzled eyes.

"This is what I'm going to use for refining weapons, let me think about what to do first, and if you have it, let's forge a hammer first."

The shape of the hammer is sketched in my mind, which is not very exquisite, mainly practical and resistant.

Make a mold first, this is easy, and the earth dog on the side looks at it with relish.

In a ward in Qucheng People's Hospital, a hundred miles away, a man with a sallow face lying on the bed woke up, blinked, and looked around suspiciously.

"This is, the hospital? How could I be in the hospital? "

"It's that person!" He remembered the man he had seen in the tea shop in the city during the day.

"I need to get out of here!" He got up, unplugged his monitoring equipment and infusion needles, and was about to leave.

As soon as I got out of bed, I suddenly felt that it was dark in front of me, and with a bang, I fell to the ground again.

Oops, he couldn't help but scream. The staff of the Bureau of Investigation, who was outside, immediately came in.

"Awake?" When he saw that the man had woken up, he immediately called the doctor.

"Why are you arresting me?" As soon as he heard that it was someone from the Investigation Bureau, that person's face immediately changed.

"What are you doing so excited, if we hadn't found you and sent you over in time, you might have died in that alley!"

Seeing the panicked expression of the person in front of him, the staff member felt that he was a little suspicious. He made a phone call to Han Yang, and after a while, Han Yang rushed over.

"I have something to ask you, and I hope you can cooperate."

"You are illegally detained!"

"Zhao Anpeng, yesterday you stood outside the Yunbo Tea Shop for a long time, what are you looking at?"

"I'll look at the tea inside, can't I?"

"Look at the tea leaves? Of course you can, then you explain, what are you doing with a knife? "

"I, I bought it for cutting watermelon!"

"Cut watermelon, but how do I smell blood on it?"

"I've used it to kill chickens."

"Killed in a hurry? A knife to cut watermelons, kill chickens, what else do you use it for, kill? "

"Hey, you can't talk nonsense, killing someone is a crime, I'm a good law-abiding citizen."

Mmmm, Han Yang nodded.

"I believe you're a ghost!"

"Alright, that's the end of the conversation."

Han Yang went out, and his colleague who was guarding outside came over and handed him a test report.

"What is this?"

"Zhao Anpeng's test report shows that there is a tumor in the liver, malignant, and advanced."

"So he won't live much longer?"

"Well, listen to the doctor, that's two or three months."

Han Yang touched his chin after hearing this, thinking.

"Please keep an eye here, I'll go out."

Han Yang drove to the outskirts of Qucheng, a bungalow, and found Zhao Anpeng's residence, and as soon as he entered the house, he smelled blood.

Searching for the smell of blood into the house, he was stunned for a moment, only to see a chicken hanging from the ceiling of the kitchen, and the floor was covered with strange symbols written in blood.

This, this...

He was all too familiar with the scene in front of him, he had seen it twice, but those two times it was a human hanging from the ceiling, and here it was a chicken!

When he was in the hospital just now, Zhao Anpeng was right, he did kill chickens, and judging from the situation at the scene, he may have killed someone.

"Hold the grass, it's him!" Han Yang's eyes widened.