Witch Gu is divided into two types: witch and Gu.

Although they are not often so finely distinguished, these two are very different things.

Witchcraft is similar to Taoism and spells, which use the seasonal laws of heaven and earth to call for wind and rain, move mountains and seas. Gu is the skill of controlling thousands of Zerg, and Gu and Gu people are two independent but closely related existences.

If you talk about witchcraft, there are two mountains because of different specializations.

The holy land of witchcraft is in the Wushen Mountain of the barbarians in the north, and the place where Gu magic is the best in the world is in the Ten Thousand Poison Cave in the southern Xinjiang.

Although the two places did not exclude the other, their spells and Gu worms were extremely different.

In the Jingzhao Mansion, the clues that the Qin Heavenly Warlock Warlock General and Youlan got from Jiang Eryi's case pointed to the pinnacle of that Gu technique.

"It doesn't seem like it's a high level."

"Well, I think I'm a newbie."

The two warlocks breathed a sigh of relief and came to similar conclusions.

The insects found in the corpse of the old man of the Xiao family are a very ordinary kind of corpse insects, and it is not difficult to drive them. Even so, he never cleaned up the Gu worms, nor did he erase their traces.

Youlan felt that the "taste" of the witchcraft was not pure enough, and it didn't taste very good, plus the traces of the spell were too heavy, at most it was a wizard of seven or eight grades.

"I'm not proficient in witchcraft and Gu art, so I guess I came to the Central Plains because I couldn't get along in southern Xinjiang."

The general had already sewn the broken corpses back together, and at the same time made a conclusion about the level of the person behind the scenes.

The masters of southern Xinjiang, if they want to destroy the corpses and destroy the traces, they can use thousands of means, and they can make people not find half of the traces. If you want to manipulate a living person, there are thousands of ways, and it looks like a normal person.

However, the competition between wizards and Gu masters in southern Xinjiang is particularly bloody and fierce, and a little fighting method may be a thousand insects scratching the heart and ten thousand souls eating bones.

"With this person's ability, it is estimated that he will not live long in southern Xinjiang."

Chen Liu got this information, in fact, it can be used to overturn the case.

Although Jiang Er's fingerprints were indeed on the dagger, and the dagger had indeed been inserted into the neck of the deceased, the fatal injury was still the Gu worm.

It only needs to ask the general to write an autopsy report, and Youlan attaches an explanation of the spell, which can become ironclad evidence.

However, Chen Liu should not be in a hurry to uncover the truth.

His purpose is to arrest the murderer behind the scenes.

"The Xiao clan's remarks are so unified, and their words are conclusive, it should be that they have either been tricked, or they can't get out of it."

The general finished the autopsy and quickly finished the autopsy report.

Then he gave Chen Liu a black beetle, indicating that he would not be involved in the next thing.

A third-rate witch Gu is not worth the three warlocks going out together.

He plans to go back and set up his biological laboratory.

"I took the eighth junior brother away, and it's half useless anyway. Sister, you ......"

The general wanted to say two fair words, but he was swallowed back by Youlan's eyes.

As for Bai Jiu, who collapsed on one side, he probably wouldn't have thought that it was Chen Liu, a big-eared thief with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who betrayed him, causing himself to be swollen like a pig's head.

Chen Liu was a thief with a weak heart, so he hurriedly comforted him and said goodbye to the generals.

The only thing that is fortunate is probably that Youlan did not reveal his identity.

Of the foreign aid left, only the airport remained, oh no, Youlan was alone.

"I suspect you also want to be like Xiao Jiuzi."

"How so! Senior Sister Youlan is gentle, kind, beautiful and generous in the world. ”

Youlan looked at Chen Liu with a disgusted expression, turned her head and said to Jiang Yuan:

"A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost. Look at him like this! ”

"No, I think the gentleman has a degree of advance and retreat, and he is very stylish."

Although Jiang Yuan also covered his mouth and chuckled, he would not turn his elbow outward, and he still firmly supported his son-in-law.

“…… It's not saved, it's not saved. ”

Without Bai Jiu in the group, it was already inconvenient to go outside the city by taking the magic circle.

Although Youlan also had similar methods, it was not as good as the White Nine Magic Circle, so she still chose to go on foot.

Chen Liu first handed the report left by the general minister to Lord Shaoyin.

Today's Shaoyin has a very pleasant temper, and he also shush the cold and ask him if he needs the help of the yamen.

My lord, I still like the way you say you're going to screw my head off and kick it as a ball.

After criticizing the networkism, Chen Liu also enjoyed this convenience openly.

"Brother Zhang, we can work flexibly in the future, and we can work intermittently on two, four, six. Closed on Sundays. ”

Officials in Daliang did not implement a five-day work week, often six days on and one day off. Working hours, if there is no emergency, probably the higher the level, the shorter the working hours.

As for Chen Liu, who pulls the banner of the tiger, Lord Shaoyin gave full understanding. When there is nothing big about it, Chen and Liu can be allowed to go to work as they like.

"Hmm...... But I don't have enough money. In the days when you can't go to the Teaching Workshop Division, you should still kill time by handling cases. ”

“…… Do you want to find an old Chinese medicine doctor to make up for it? ”

Chen Liu's sincere concern, as well as sincere doubts about his body.

He suspected that one day he would die in the woman's belly.

Since he tried it, Zuimenglou couldn't satisfy Zhang Chun anymore.

Zhang Chun felt that his body was strong and did not panic at all.

What's more, the peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic.

……

Outside the city, not far from the capital, on the outskirts of the city, the Xiao family is a well-known rich gentry.

The lord of the Xiao family sits on 800 acres of fertile land, and there are mulberry forests and fruit trees all over the mountains.

Countless poor peasant households rely on renting Mr. Xiao's land to survive, and most of the townships near the villages also rely on Mr. Xiao to live.

However, although the master of the Xiao family is extremely rich, his mind is not bad.

Every once in a while, Master Xiao would set up a porridge shed to help the beggars and the poor.

Countless people envy Master Xiao, but few people say bad things about him.

Everyone felt that the only thing that worried Master Xiao was his only son, the young master Xiao Jingsheng.

Xiao Jingsheng does not have the kindness and thrift of Master Xiao, but has no one in his eyes and spends money excessively.

Eat, drink, and be merry, do nothing all day, do nothing.

I can't do anything serious, but I am proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling.

Master Xiao admonished him many times, but Xiao Jingsheng didn't listen, and Mrs. Xiao also covered for her son many times, but in the end, his father was a respected celebrity, but his son was a gangster who was spit on by countless people.

However, a few days ago, a rickety old man dressed in brown coarse cloth found Xiao Jingsheng and said a few words to him.

Soon after, Master Xiao suddenly burst into his home, and the murderer was said to be a long-term worker of the Xiao family.

Another day later, the long worker had been taken into custody by Jingzhao Mansion, saying that he would be beheaded after checking with the Criminal Department, and his wife and children would be exiled.

"Dead old man. No one cares about me this time. ”

The position that originally belonged to Master Xiao had been taken by Xiao Jingsheng at this time.

He scolded his non-existent father viciously, and his heart was full of satisfied pleasure.

His mother, Mrs. Xiao, looked at her son's appearance and felt a little sad.

That day, she broke her son and chatted with her husband, chatting and chatting and they quarreled again.

As she was about to go over to fight, she stopped when she saw her son add something to a cup of tonic that her husband was about to drink.

The husband drank the tonic, vomited blood, and fell to the ground.

After the son killed his father, he laughed a little maniacally!

He cursed at his father's corpse without listening, saying the most vicious words.

But as time passed, his words gradually became less and less, and his voice became lower.

Eventually, he sat down beside his father, his eyes blank.

Mrs. Xiao stood up at this time, she had killed her husband, so it was naturally impossible for her son to be arrested again.

They contacted the rickety old man and designed everything, and they got to where they are today.

"Son, don't do what your father won't let you do in the future."

Although Mrs. Xiao did not prevent the result, she was not willing to let her son fall into madness, and she also admonished her son like the former Master Xiao.

But the next moment, Xiao Jingsheng suddenly turned his face, his face was hideous, he squatted on the seat, and yelled to his mother:

"You want to me too?!"

"No, no, no, my mother didn't mean that."

Mrs. Xiao was also terrified.

She was afraid that her son would kill her crazy eyes, and she would kill herself after killing her father.

At this moment, the rickety old man suddenly appeared in front of them again.

"Sir!"

When Xiao Jingsheng saw this old man, he hurriedly leaned over like a pet.

The old man touched his head, did not speak for a long time, and finally sighed.

"What are you, sir?"

Mrs. Xiao asked cautiously.

"It's nothing, it's just that I don't seem to have time. Unexpectedly, Qin Tianjian intervened again, so he had to change his trouble to find them out. ”

"What do you mean, old man?"

"It's not interesting."

The rickety old man pinched his right hand on Xiao Jingsheng's head towards his neck, and with a little force, he broke his neck.

"No !!"

How could Mrs. Xiao have imagined such a change.

The son who was alive one moment was actually breathing the next moment.

But while grief-stricken, she became more aware.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! ”

The rickety old man had seen this situation a lot, and felt that it was not interesting, and he did not want to dirty his hands anymore.

So, he stuffed a Gu worm into Xiao Jingsheng, who had already choked his breath.

Then, the eyes of Xiao Jingsheng, who had died, showed bursts of black light, and his limbs that had lost his vitality writhed again, walking towards Mrs. Xiao step by step.

"No, no, no, Jing'er don't!"

Blood gushes, dotting out a little red flower on the other side.

The fire scorched, and countless creatures turned into ashes in the scorching.

"Oh, humanity."

The rickety old man who burned down the entire Xiao family smiled contemptuously, and then hurried away from the place before the others arrived.

When Chen Liu and the others saw the fire in the distance, they immediately realized that something was wrong, but when they arrived, most of the entire Xiao Mansion had been burned down.

Among the rubble, the bones of charred bones were no longer recognizable.

In the original lobby, a black charcoal skeleton without half of the flesh and blood was lying quietly on the ground, and next to her was the corpse of Xiao Jingsheng, who was kneeling on the ground although it was not burned.