Inside the office.

Wang Yu was leaning against the window and smoking, and inadvertently saw Zhang Yun walking towards the backyard with a sad expression.

Backyard?

Wang Yu suddenly remembered that Sheng Xuzi and others had said before that the old courtyard of the Qingshan Mental Hospital was a place where prisoners were held, so he extinguished the cigarette and turned around and walked towards the old courtyard.

At this time.

Zhang Yun stood at the door of the auditorium in the depths of the old courtyard, "Uncle Zhang." ”

"Again?" The janitor Zhang Tiandi was lying on the bench and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Hmm." Zhang Yun's eyes were red, as if he had just cried.

"The dead are gone, and the living should look forward." As soon as Zhang Tiandi's words fell, the door of the auditorium slowly opened, Zhang Yun bowed to Zhang Tiandi, and then walked straight into the auditorium.

Wang Yu stood not far away, taking in all this scene.

Sure enough, there was a problem.

Just as he was about to take a look, Zhang Tiandi suddenly appeared behind him. "Are you the doctor in the front yard?"

"Hmm."

Wang Yu pretended to be calm and turned around. "Uncle, I don't think I've seen you before."

"I'm the janitor of the old courtyard." Zhang Tiandi looked at Wang Yu's badge. "What are you doing here?"

"I saw a colleague coming over and wanted to go up and say hello." Wang Yu said casually. "In the blink of an eye, the person is gone."

"She's gone to the bathroom." Zhang Tiandi said slowly. "Then I'll wait for her." Wang Yu leaned against the wall, took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhang Tiandi.

Zhang Tiandi took the cigarette and put it on his right ear, "Okay, but don't run around in the old courtyard, it's easy to get lost." ”

After speaking, Zhang Tiandi turned around and walked towards the auditorium.

Wang Yu went around to the other side and asked Ruhua to lead Zhang Tiandi, who had just floated to the corner and just released his breath, and Zhang Tiandi on the bench opened his eyes violently.

"Lonely souls and wild ghosts dare to come and spread wild!"

After speaking, Zhang Tiandi disappeared in place, Wang Yu took the opportunity to put the white coat into the storage ring, then put on the mask, and ran to the side door of the auditorium, through the gap in the window, he saw that the auditorium was full of spiritual seats, and Zhang Yun was crying in front of the spiritual seats.

The name on the spiritual throne is written with the two big characters Li Long.

Li Long?

Isn't this Zhang Yun's boyfriend?

Zhang Yun brought Li Long to his house for dinner before, a man who looks quite strong, how can he say that he is dead when he dies?

The main thing is why the spiritual seat is placed here.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Tiandi stood not far away and shouted, Wang Yu secretly said that it was not good, and directly covered his whole body with demonic energy.

"Demons?"

Zhang Tiandi shouted. "Here comes the sword."

A gray long sword rushed straight from not far away, directly piercing the demonic qi.

"Gone?"

Zhang Tiandi suddenly thought of Wang Yu who was standing just now, so he returned to the entrance.

At this time, Wang Yu was sitting on the steps and smoking.

"Was anyone passing by here just now?" Zhang Tiandi stepped forward and asked. "Nope." Wang Yu shook his head, "Why hasn't Zhang Yun come out yet?" ”

"I don't know."

Zhang Tiandi walked straight in front of Wang Yu, and at this time, Zhang Yun came to the entrance. "Wang Yu, why are you here?"

"I watched you walk towards the old courtyard, and I was a little uneasy." Wang Yu stood up and said with a smile. "Are you done using the bathroom?"

Toilet?

Zhang Yun was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "yes, I was in a bit of a hurry just now."

"Then let's go." Wang Yu said hello to Zhang Tiandi. "Uncle, let's go first."

"Hmm." Zhang Tian nodded, and then began to patrol again.

"I haven't seen this uncle before." Wang Yu said to Zhang Yun, "Uncle Zhang used to be the doorman of the old courtyard, and after the old courtyard was abandoned, he still chose to stay, anyway, it is rare to see him leave the old courtyard." Zhang Yun explained.

"I see."

Wang Yu had a look of sudden realization.

After returning to the office, Ruhua floated out of the ring, and her right arm was cut by the sword qi with a bloody cut. "Master, that old man is so fierce, at least he is a sect-level cultivator, I was almost killed."

"It seems that they are right." Wang Yu just felt that the aura in the old courtyard was very unstable in a few places, obviously hiding something.

"You come back and rest first."

"Yes." With a clatter, she returned to the ring.

Wang Yu lay on the sofa, took out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Xuan's call again, but it was still turned off.

This made him suddenly feel very uneasy.

"Wife, you really don't make people worry."

Meanwhile.

Spiritual Bureau.

Office.

Li Wenzheng was holding a thermos cup and said helplessly. "Ling Cheng, the deadline has arrived."

"I'm in a bit of trouble this time." Ling Cheng sighed. "Wen Zheng, give me three more days, another dragon treasure has already been found on the sect's side, and you don't want to see Ling Feng wronged, right?"

"Wronged?" Lixian pushed open the door and walked in. "Ling Cheng, why are you so thick-skinned?"

"What do you mean by that?" Ling Cheng's old face turned red.

"Those ordinary people who have been sucked the breath of life have been found, this is a human witness, the utensils and current accounts in the cup are physical evidence, the human evidence and the material evidence are complete, you tell me that Ling Feng was wronged?" Liyan sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and said with a cold face.

"There must have been a misunderstanding in the middle." Ling Cheng was still quibbling. "Ling Feng is a cadre of the Dao Alliance and the heir of the Heavenly Sword Sect, his future is limitless, how can he do such a thing? There is also the light of the Dao Alliance, maybe he did it, and then planted the blame for Ling Feng. ”

"Fart." Liyan pointed at Ling Cheng. "It's been three years since the cup was opened, but the breath of life in the warehouse is pitiful, do you want me to continue?"

After Ling Cheng heard this, the expression on his face became cloudy.

"Let's stop here." Li Wenzheng took the opportunity to say. "Although Ling Feng has become a waste now, according to the rules, he still has to be sent to the Northern Hell."

Hell of the North!

Ling Cheng continued to plead. "Wen Zheng, his current situation can't go! And the third child has a son, you have to be merciful. ”

"The death penalty is avoidable, but the living sin is inescapable." Li Wenzheng said lightly. "Nian in the Heavenly Sword Gate's contributions to the cause of demon slaying and defending the Dao over the years, the prisons of the Imperial Spirit Bureau and the Dao Alliance, choose one."

"Daomeng." Ling Cheng didn't hesitate at all, after all, the relationship between the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Dao Alliance was quite deep, and he could always think of a way to save Ling Feng when the time came.

"Then I'll dock with Lei Li." Li Wenzheng nodded. "You go back first."

"Okay."

After Ling Cheng left, he said dissatisfiedly. "Why?"

"The volume of the Heavenly Sword Gate is too large, killing Ling Feng at this time can easily cause chaos." Li Wenzheng didn't know the relationship between the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Dao Alliance, so he left the problem to Lei Li to solve.

"Lei Li has always been fair and strict in his work, don't you believe him?"