Wu Shimo is gone.

Gao Lin drank alone.

But what he drank was not the drink provided by the restaurant, but the drink he brewed himself.

Like the cigarettes he often smoked, this wine was also soaked in various medicinal herbs.

Tobacco and alcohol are the secret medicine of Gao Lin's life.

After a few sips of medicinal wine, his face turned strangely ruddy.

The old man let out a sigh of relief.

He looked at the medicine in the box again.

Gao Lin sighed.

He could feel that his days were numbered.

This is the sorrow of the Realm of Passage.

After entering the Xuanxuan, the perception is a hundred times more sensitive than before.

Otherwise, how to sympathize with heaven and man.

This also leads to the fact that the Mysterious Realm has precise control over its own state.

Gao Lin could feel that even though he was cultivating every day, he was constantly smoking and drinking every day.

Even so.

His body was still like a black hole, unable to fill no matter how much he threw into it.

And life is ticking.

This is a phenomenon of approaching longevity.

Non-human transfers.

All he did was to delay the arrival of that time. ap.

As far as he knew.

If human beings want to break through the limit of longevity, they can only break through to the higher realm of the Xuan Realm.

But that's easier said than done.

It takes quite a long time to cultivate through the Xuan Realm.

Plus the exercises are hard to find.

Entering the Xuan is already commendable, and one step further is comparable to ascending to the sky!

Of course, with the exploration of [Return to the Ruins], more esoteric exercises may be discovered and deciphered.

Maybe in a few years, the Mysterious Realm will no longer be rare, and there will be more high-level powerhouses appearing.

But Gao Lin can't wait that long, and if there is no miracle, he will come to the end of his life in a year.

Packed up my things.

Gao Lin left the restaurant.

The ants are still stealing life, let alone him.

Before that day, the old man still wanted to struggle.

In this way, money naturally cannot be less.

So Wu Shimo's work, he still has to take it.

Provide 100,000 clues, and the number of people caught will increase tenfold.

Since you want to do it, you naturally have to do it with a big ticket.

Gao Lin, who thought so in his heart, suddenly smiled bitterly.

It turns out that he has been reduced to this kind of field.......

Thinking about the past, with the Luo family enshrined, Gao Lin didn't know what it was like to be shy in his pocket.

Until the Luo family was uprooted, he was exiled to the old city, and if there was no secret help from Wu Shimo, he could only leave Guangling.

With his cultivation through the Xuan Realm, where can't he mix?

It's just that he doesn't want to leave the city like a lost dog.

After leaving the restaurant, Gao Lin first went back to his residence, put away the medicine sent by Wu Shimo, and then came to the street.

Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths.

The Ministry of Security has its own channels, and Gao Lin also has it.

In the days when he was in the old city, he had already established his own set of information channels.

The Ministry of Security couldn't find a clue, which doesn't mean that he Gao Lin can't find it.

Otherwise, the surname Wu would not have come to him.

A moment later, Gao Lin walked into a roadside stall.

Roadside stalls specialize in dog meat, and although this is not the right time to eat dog meat, there are many people who do it, and every night, this small dog meat stall is always full.

As soon as Gao Lin came, the stall owner said, "Yo, the old man is here."

"Please take a seat, I'll serve you a pot of black dog meat."

Gao Lin waved his hand: "No, Lao Lin."

"I'm not here to eat dog meat."

"I want to ask you something."

The stall owner surnamed Lin showed a simple smile: "You say."

Gao Lin lowered his voice.

"Are there any special outsiders in this old town lately?"

The stall owner, surnamed Lin, lives in an alley, and all the people living in that alley are the peddlers and pawns in the old city.

If there is any movement in the old town, it is basically impossible to hide from them.

The two murderers that Wu Shimo was chasing, Gao Lin didn't think they would enter the main city.

Outsiders will not have identification.

And in the main city, there are many occasions when identification is required.

So either the killer is gone, or the chances of staying in the old town are higher.

As soon as the stall owner heard that Gao Lin was inquiring about people, he immediately lowered his voice and said, "I don't know if there are any special outsiders, but I know that there are strange things in Orange Hutong."

Gao Lin glanced at him: "What weird?"

"The people in that alley, overnight, seem to have all disappeared."

The stall owner looked left and right, and then said, "Someone passed by the mouth of the alley and found that the alley was very quiet, and there was no barking of dogs."

"You should know, it's usually quite lively."

"Especially at night, everyone likes to cool off at the mouth of the alley."

"But last night it was as quiet as a graveyard."

"Last night...." Gao Lin counted the time, thinking that it was too much of a coincidence.

As soon as the murder occurred, there was an anomaly in Orange Alley.

"I see."

Gao Lin coughed twice: "You're busy, I'm leaving."

"Old man, you go slowly."

Leaving the dog meat stall, Gao Lin came to Orange Alley.

A street lamp at the mouth of the alley seems to be in poor contact, occasionally flashing a few times.

Gao Lin stood at the mouth of the alley and looked inside, and the alley was darkened and dark.

It's like the residents of the alley moved out overnight.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, ran the exercises, and immediately the dark alley became bright in his eyes.

Gao Lin's eyes seemed to glow, allowing him to see clearly the grass and trees in the alley.

He walked in.

As soon as he stepped into the alley, he felt abnormal.

Gao Lin couldn't say what was abnormal, but he just felt that something was wrong.

This is an intuition that comes from the realm of the occult.

He didn't just quit, but was a little happy, because he probably found the right place.

Gao Lin came to the door of the first house, the door was hidden, the crack in the door was pitch black, and a cool air flow came out of the door.

Gao Lin didn't push the door directly into the house, he jumped and came to the balcony on the second floor silently, and then entered the house from the balcony.

The room was neatly furnished, with a few cups of tea on the table, glasses placed next to it, and a book dropped on the floor.

Gao Lin came from the second floor to the first floor, turned around inside and out, and did not find any traces of fighting.

Even, there is a strong atmosphere of life in this house.

This shows that the people in the house did not go far away, but left the house temporarily, but once they went, they did not come back.

"It's weird, indeed."

Gao Lin returned to the alley and explored several other households, all of which were the same.

He was about to go deeper when he suddenly heard a muffled, low roar.

This made a picture pass through the old man's mind.

In the darkness, a vicious dog lowered its head and bared its teeth, and let out a threatening growl at itself.

Gao Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, looked over to the place where the voice sounded, and he saw a house at the end of the alley.

The voice came from the courtyard of the house.

Gao Lin leaned forward, feeling more and more breath, and at the same time, the low roar caught in his ears also increased.

He was a little surprised, how many dogs must be kept in the yard?