As soon as the phone rang, the other side shouted impatiently:

"Who is stepping on the horse, Lao Tzu is busy, and the fire is burning to his eyebrows."

"Da Zhuang, it's me, Qin Mu."

"Qin Mu! How are you doing now? How do you call me from a landline? ”

Kui Dazhuang suddenly became a lot softer, but his tone was still very hurried.

"I can't finish talking for a while, you don't seem to be convenient now?"

Qin Mu listened carefully to the voices over there, and from time to time there were a few strange sounds.

"It's really inconvenient, you have something to say directly! I'll go to your horse! ”

Kui Dazhuang said that in the end, he didn't know who he scolded.

Seeing this, Qin Mu didn't know whether to continue talking, after all, the other party might not be able to help him.

"I've lost track of the Near East, and I need you to set up an altar to help it!"

"Why don't you set it yourself, it's a piece of cake!"

"I'm squatting in the bureau, it's inconvenient."

"Huh??"

Kui Dazhuang was stunned for two seconds, and then continued to get busy.

"Okay, I'll help you do it as soon as possible, and give me the death of the Near East."

Similarly, Qin Mu was also stunned for a few seconds.

Because handing over the death of the Near East is equivalent to handing over the safety of the Near East to someone else.

He must take a hard look at Kui Dazhuang's credibility.

"Da Zhuang, can I trust you?"

Qin Mu asked extremely seriously.

But Kui Dazhuang didn't care at all, just shouted without any care:

"Go and go, if you don't give it, you will pull it down, Lao Tzu will be almost out of his hands!"

After receiving such a perfunctory reply, Qin Mu smiled heartily, and then briskly reported the death of the Near East.

After all, for a scheming person like Da Zhuang, there is nothing to doubt.

"Okay, okay, I'll help you do what is in front of you."

After Kui Dazhuang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"What are you talking about secretly with the microphone!" A comrade scolded.

"I can say anything, it's my right."

Qin Mu put down the microphone without a little weakness, and then he was locked in again.

According to the rules, he will not be released until tomorrow night at the earliest.

This short and long period of time is enough for countless variables to occur.

It's just that in the middle of the night, the landline in the bureau was blown up.

As soon as Kui Dazhuang got through, he shouted that he wanted to find Qin Mu, but he was ruthlessly hung up by his comrades.

Although he had been anxiously beaten countless times, Qin Mu in the detention room was completely unaware of this.

Until the phone rang almost a hundred times, the comrades couldn't bear it anymore, but they couldn't stop the main line in the bureau.

It's just a compromise to let Qin Mu answer the phone.

"Da Zhuang, what do you say!?" Qin Mu blurted out.

"It's a little tricky."

Qin Mu hurriedly asked: "Explain it plainly!" ”

"The eight characters of the Near East, I have written the purest cinnabar on the Zhengyang Yellow Fu, but I still wrote it and faded it immediately."

"The same is true for writing about ten talismans before and after, I really can't find out its whereabouts, I can only make sure that its soul body is still there."

Kui Dazhuang was quite helpless.

At a glance that Qin Mu expected, the Near East must have been trapped by some kind of means, and the method was very clever.

The other party is by no means an idle person, and after cutting off the clue, Qin Mu asked again:

"Is there any whereabouts for my Qiankun bag?"

"Uh...... Your bag could not be found on the plane, and it was probably taken away by the staff as a lost item. ”

"And you're going to get it back at the lost and found?"

"How dare I?! According to the normal process, people have to ask me what is in it, in case they open your bag......"

Hearing this, Qin Mu immediately woke up and realized that this was a serious problem.

His contents must not be seen, or he will never get them back.

"Why don't you go through the normal process......" Qin Mu said embarrassedly.

"You're not going to let me steal it, are you? I don't want to go to jail like you, so why did you get in? ”

Kui Dazhuang said curiously.

"It's hard to say, anyway, I can't move an inch without the Qiankun bag now!"

"If I can use one of the magic weapons inside, I can easily find out the whereabouts of the Near East."

Qin Mu couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Come on, far water can't save the near fire, if the other party wants to destroy the near east, it's too late for me to send you the Qiankun bag with a rocket."

"If the other party doesn't want to be killed, you don't have to be in such a hurry."

Kui Dazhuang analyzed it, and Qin Mu also felt that it made sense.

"Oh? It doesn't look like this came out of the mouth of a big strong brother. He quipped.

"Harm, working under that old devil, all the edges and corners are about to be worn away!"

Kui Dazhuang couldn't help but complain.

"Hehe, what have you been doing with him lately......"

Without waiting for Qin Mu to ask, the comrades around him saw that he was talking and laughing, so they only used him to chat on the phone.

"Hey, hey, hey! When this is the place! Hurry up and hang up! ”

Helpless, Qin Mu had no choice but to drop a sentence at the last moment: "You must find a way to help me get the Qiankun bag!" He hung up the phone.

Back in his cell, he pondered the plight of the Near East, not fatal, but also dire.

"I only faded when I wrote the eight characters...... Does it mean that there is no deliberate hiding of traces, but just trapped? ”

Qin Mu muttered.

After all, if the Near East is hidden, the result is that it is impossible to write the eight characters, not to fade after writing.

There are hundreds of ways to trap ghosts, but there is only one way to trap high-level souls.

"It's sealed!" Qin Mu realized it later.

He hadn't been exposed to the word for so long that he almost couldn't remember it.

This is the deepest ghost trapping technique, which not only requires the caster to have a terrifying phase power, but also requires a very rare and rare carrier.

That's the ingredient for making ghost stickers.

And holding a ghost post is equivalent to holding a prison for ghosts.

The need to keep the demon prison in place at all times is very demanding on the holder.

In this way, it seems that the scope can be narrowed down a lot, after all, few people can hold ghost posts.

"Damn! I don't know any of them! "Qin Mu doesn't have a good qi.

He kicked the iron door, just wanting to get out as quickly as possible.

"What's the matter with Brother Qin? It's useless to kick this door. ”

"I guess I want to get out, if I'm outside, I'll definitely bring my brother to rob the prison! It's a pity I'm in there now. ”

"Old knife, you can pull it down, who wouldn't fart!"

The other inmates burst into laughter.

Qin Mu smiled bitterly: "Big brothers, don't worry about me, this is my own business." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a shrill braking sound in the bureau, which resounded throughout the building.

As soon as the door opened, a white boot stepped out with a scorched burning tire, and the two Maybachs also stopped behind at the same time.

"Is it here?"

Qiao Yulan asked the subordinates beside her.

"Yes, Miss, Qin Mu was detained inside."

"You go and negotiate right away."

“……”

In the detention cell.

"Brother Qin, don't waste your scheming, no matter how awesome you are in Jiangcheng, it's useless to enter this iron cage."

"Why don't we create a riot and take advantage of the chaos to let Brother Qin get out?"

"No problem, anyway, the case on my body is big, and it is estimated that I will sit for a lifetime."

The big brothers said proudly.