He Yiquan led his men to gallop on the houses in the city.

He had done this kind of thing many times, and when the first murder occurred in the city, he had already noticed that the case might be related to the evil cultivator, and began to investigate on his own.

Originally, I thought it was an experienced evil cultivator, and he deliberately provoked in the city.

As a result, it turned out that it was a rookie cultivator who didn't even understand the basics of the cultivation realm, and he was easily caught, and as a result, this ignorant person was fearless, completely ignoring the danger of the soul dissipating, not only trying to forcibly escape out of the body, but also succeeded.

And he can only chase behind, because he is in the city, in order to avoid making a big noise, they can't fly at all, but even if they can, they can't catch up with the speed of the soul, compared to the body, the speed of the soul is much faster.

But suddenly, the aura of that rookie evil cultivator disappeared inexplicably.

For a moment, he didn't know whether that guy's soul had completely dissipated, or if he had already taken away a mortal, so he could only hurry to the last place where the breath disappeared.

Looking at the small courtyard in front of him, he turned his head and motioned his subordinates to outflank both sides, lest the other party escape, and he walked over and knocked on the door.

"Anyone?" He asked aloud.

A young man's indifferent voice came from inside the door.

"Come in."

Hearing this, He Yiquan hesitated.

Because according to the normal situation, if someone knocks on the door in the middle of the night and asks, the first reaction should be to ask who the other party is and what they are doing, right?

But listening to this reaction, the other party seemed to know that he was coming.

And say yes, that guy has already taken away this mortal?

With doubts, he pushed open the door and saw a young man sitting in the courtyard, dressed as a scholar, but without the gentlemanly atmosphere of a scholar, the whole person leaned in a rocking chair, with another stool on his legs, and a plate of snacks and tea sets in his hand.

"You know I'm coming?" He Yiquan said tentatively.

Looking at it like this, he didn't feel like the other party was being taken away, because there was always a little discomfort to the body after the takeaway, and even being rejected by the body, but the other party was sitting in the courtyard like this, which made him wonder if the other party was waiting for them.

Ning Quan turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged uncle who had walked into the courtyard, stood up politely, and then looked at the eaves on the other side, because there was a person standing there.

The other party didn't do it immediately, so there was a possibility of talking.

That's good news...

He didn't want to have to deal with the hassle of corpses on his first day in town.

In other words, when did you start not taking death seriously?

Realizing the change in himself, he said with a dumb smile:

"Just now, a spirit rushed in and tried to take me, but I have already dealt with it, but why is there a monk's soul? I'm not a fool, and I'm sure I could guess that someone killed him, so I'm not surprised that you came to the door. ”

As he spoke, he withdrew his gaze from the eaves and continued to look at the middle-aged man in front of him.

This middle-aged man was dressed in a black power suit and carried a sword in his hand, and the serious expression on his face made him suspect that if he showed the slightest suspicious action, he would be hacked to death immediately.

Fortunately, the Silent Soul Ancestor was hiding behind him, and none of these people noticed it.

It gave him a bit of a mixed blessing.

The joy is that compared to the Silent Soul Ancestor, these people are much worse, and the Silent Soul Ancestor should not be troublesome to deal with, but the worry is that the Silent Soul Ancestor is so powerful, how to solve it? He didn't think he could keep pretending...

Reining in a slightly divergent thought, Ning Quan continued:

"So, can you tell me what you want to do now?"

Hearing the young man's words, He Yiquan was surprised, and immediately probed, only to find that the young man in front of him was actually a monk.

It's just that compared to ordinary monks, the physical body is no different from mortals, and there is even a little lack of qi and blood, so he didn't notice it at the first time, and only found it after a careful investigation, so he asked, "I don't know what the little brother's master is?" ”

"It's just a casual cultivation in the next place." Ning Quan said humbly, he didn't plan to make up another division for himself.

In that case, it would be too hard to make a lie.

Moreover, he was more curious, who the hell are these guys?

"Shouldn't you tell me about yourselves after asking me?"

"Sorry, I almost forgot." The middle-aged man smiled apologetically and took out a token, "We are from the Demon Suppression Division, you should have heard of it, right?" The yamen in the city that is in charge of matters related to monks, such as some kind of evil cultivator monster, are all under our control. ”

"Hmm." Ning Quan smiled and nodded.

However, a big question mark popped up in my heart.

What is the Demon Suppression Division?

All he saw was that the brass token had the word "Demon Suppression" engraved on it, and he didn't know anything else.

But the middle-aged man continued: "That soul just now is actually the evil cultivator we are hunting, it's a good thing that the little brother can help solve it, are you interested in joining us?" ”

"Uh... Are you demon suppressors so recruiting? ”

"Hehe, little brother doesn't know much about our Demon Suppression Division, right? In fact, there are all kinds of people in our Demon Suppression Division, except for the disciples who come to practice from various major sects, the most are casual cultivators, and they can be regarded as being recruited by the imperial court, as long as they can deal with the occasional evil cultivators or monsters and ghosts, they can cultivate with peace of mind, and if they don't want to do it, they can leave at any time, it's very easy, are you interested? ”

"I'll think about it..."Ning Quan smiled and perfunctorily dismissed the invitation.

He just wanted to stay quietly now, looking for a way to escape from the underworld, instead of going to be an eagle dog for the court.

"Okay." The middle-aged man said with some regret, "But you don't mind going back with us to check it out, do you?" After all, we want to make sure that you haven't been taken away by that cult. ”

After speaking, He Yiquan quietly looked at the young man in front of him.

Although he was already able to determine that the other party was most likely not that evil cultivator, it was better to be safe.

And he always felt a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird.

"Of course, you can rest tonight, and I'll come back to you tomorrow." He added, his gaze never took off the young man's face, but he did not see any change in the young man's expression.

"Okay." Ning Quan responded briefly, but his heart was mixed.

The reason is very simple, because it is clearly asking for his life.

Check it out at the Demon Suppression Division?

Are you kidding? It's true that the evil cultivator didn't take away me, but I am the evil cultivator who took away this body...

The ghost knows what the Demon Suppression Division has, and if it is found out, isn't it just that he will be caught on the spot?

Thinking of the experience of being easily seen by the Silent Soul Ancestor last time, Ning Quan's whole person was not good.