"By the way, you've been talking about your little brother, what is your little brother?"

Although the fat man didn't listen to the weasel's complaints very carefully, just a moment ago, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, he seemed to remember that there was a guy in the current Flowing Fire Avenue, it is said that he was fooled by the weasel all the time, and the treasures that he finally found were all supplied to his boss.

Coupled with what the weasel said himself, he felt the breath of his little brother, and the fat man had to think about it more.

"Oh, don't mention it, my little brother, at best, is just a honey badger essence, he has no brains, fortunately, he is very obedient, let him do whatever he wants, if it weren't for the sake of looking for it, how could I have come here?"

The front paws swayed casually, and the weasel explained unconcernedly, and in the tone of his voice, there was still a trace of dissatisfaction with his little brother who suddenly lost news.

Although Wang Xiaodao has not been in the poll bureau for a long time, he also knows that the flat-headed brother in the Flowing Fire Avenue is a honey badger spirit.

There will be no such coincidence in the world, after all, there is no honey badger thing in Huaxia!

"That little brother of yours, has he always lived on Longhua Road in Yan County!"

Before Liuhuo Avenue became its current name, it was called Longhua Road.

This matter, only the fat man remembered this matter, and he asked a question while holding his chin.

The weasel's eyes widened almost instantly, "Yes, yes, it's Longhua Road, how do you know?" You couldn't have caught my little brother, right? ”

After the initial euphoria, the weasel thought of the fat man's ability, if the honey badger fell into his hands, I am afraid that there would be no way to live, right?

So, is it because his little brother has been arrested and even died, so there is no way to continue to confess to himself?

"It's still alive, and it's alive and well, it's found the meaning of its own life, and it's living a very unbridled life!

As for you, grab the ghost tomb at will, occupy the ancient temple of the altar, and try to borrow people's yang spirit for cultivation, let me think about it, it will be a bit cheap for you to let your soul fly away! ”

Deliberately rubbing his chin, the fat man looked at the weasel with a dead man's gaze, and watched the weasel with satisfaction As he said one more word, he became more frightened, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

Hearing the honey badger essence and hearing the fat man say this, Ma Xiaoling and Wang Xiaodao already knew that there was such a relationship between Brother Pingtou and the weasel.

The two of them watched the fat man teasing the weasel very leisurely.

Anyway, everything will be known after the poll bureau, and there is no rush for this time.

"You, you, you, where is my little brother now?"

A honey badger spirit can find some meaning in life, and the weasel suspects that the fat man is joking with himself, and he even wants to repeat his old tricks to perform illusions.

Ma Xiaoling stretched out a finger and lightly tapped on the weasel's little head, "Don't try to use any brains, otherwise, I don't mind rectifying you directly on the spot!" ”

The voice with the murderous intent floated into the weasel's ears, and the ears that had just been erected immediately shrugged down, and it almost forgot that this person was in control of his own life and death!

hurriedly faced Ma Xiaoling, and kept shaking her two front paws, for fear that she would really be killed.

The weasel's flattering appearance made Ma Xiaoling a little speechless, as if she was angry and wanted to vent it, but it ended up hitting the fluttering cotton.

Maybe it was because he thought of Brother Pingtou, the fat man and Wang Xiaodao looked at the weasel with a hint of inexplicable charm in their eyes, and they stopped talking.

finally got the news of his little brother, but the person in front of him didn't speak at all, and the weasel wanted to ask again, but unfortunately with Ma Xiaoling next to him, he was really scared.

Perhaps, when this polling bureau arrives, everything will be revealed.

I don't know why, the weasel has an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if he will completely lose his freedom if he goes, it wants to escape, and the little brother or something is not so important.

It's just that it's a self-contained guy now, and it can't escape!

——

Avenue of Flowing Fire.

By this time, the sky had gradually brightened, and the car stopped outside the Flowing Fire Avenue.

Slipped down after being distracted, the weasel first saw the sign on the Flowing Fire Avenue, which was a bit of a way, even though he didn't know what was in the Flowing Fire Avenue, the weasel had already sensed that something was wrong.

This place, for youkai, should not be a good place.

Moreover, it seems to be a flowing fire avenue, but it feels that there is a trace of breath, which is the same as Longhua Road.

"That, uncle, is your polling bureau in here?"

The paws kept struggling, and the weasel's voice was obviously trilling, "Let's discuss, can I not go into the Flowing Fire Avenue?" You can put me wherever you want, as long as you don't go to the Flowing Fire Avenue, I will give you a pension and send you a ...... for the rest of your life",

In a hurry, the weasel said this, so to speak, that it was already in chaos, and even it didn't know what it was talking about.

It's really outrageous.

The fat man has a black face!

"Give me a pension? I'll fuck your grandma's legs, I'm going to kill you shit yellow skin today-"

Angry at the weasel's words, the fat man threw the weasel out directly, and kicked it by the way, he was really ready to kill this guy.

"Captain, calm down, the director is waiting for us inside!"

Wang Xiaodao hurriedly held down the fat man, for fear that the fat man would accidentally make a ruthless move and really kill the weasel, after all, this guy is now shrinking on the ground, holding his little head tightly with his two front paws, trembling.

Brother Pingtou got up a little earlier today, so he simply opened the door of the martial arts hall first, dragged the bench out and sat at the door, and even didn't know where to get a bag of melon seeds, leisurely sipping melon seeds.

From a distance, he saw the fat man and a few people coming back, but because Brother Pingtou couldn't leave the Flowing Fire Avenue, he didn't see the weasel.

When the fat man and a few people entered the Flowing Fire Avenue and were just about to say a few words to the fat man, the flat-headed brother suddenly found the weasel that Ma Xiaoling was carrying in his hand.

"Boss, boss?"

With a look of disbelief, Brother Pingtou looked at the weasel and couldn't help shouting, but he was a little stumbling over this.

The familiar voice made the weasel stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked in the direction from which the voice came, and in its sight, he saw a strong man who seemed to be in disbelief, and seemed to be looking at himself with excitement on his face.

What's that?

didn't see the familiar guy, the weasel pouted in disdain, the whole dejected look, couldn't escape and couldn't escape, it could only be passively brought into the polling bureau.

It's just that I don't know if it's a weasel's illusion, after entering the Flowing Fire Avenue, it feels that the speed of the demonic power in its body is inexplicably much faster, but I can't say what is going on.

Why is the house with the sign of the management office of Liuhuo Avenue coming in, but what I see is a two-story building?

I glanced back incredibly, and my little head seemed to have some understanding, there was a blindfold here, it should be different people who entered here, and the picture they saw was different.

Feng Yun sat on the sofa, as if he was waiting for the fat man, and when he saw them come in, he also took the opportunity to look over.

Just a faint glance, the weasel couldn't help but shudder, it felt a powerful aura from the body of the person sitting on it, it didn't doubt at all, as long as the person in front of him wanted to, the other party didn't even have to do it, he could directly kill himself, or that kind of soulless death.

In an instant, the weasel reined in all the unrealistic ideas he had before.

"Director, fortunately, we have arrested the culprit behind the military mansion, it is this weasel!"

After saluting Feng Yun, the fat man opened his mouth to explain.

Curled up on all fours, the weasel's two eyes kept turning, dodging Feng Yun's sight, for fear that he would meet Feng Yun's line of sight directly.

Feng Yun didn't speak directly, just looked at the weasel in front of him quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long while, Feng Yun slowly spoke, "Are you guilty?" ”

The faint voice couldn't tell what his emotions were, Feng Yun just looked at the weasel.

His question fell on the weasel's ears, but the weasel did not dare to resist in the slightest, and the whole body was prostrate on the ground, and the weasel's voice was terrified.

"My lord, I know my mistake, I know my mistake, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore......"

Not daring to raise its head, it could only lie on the ground, silently waiting for the judgment from Feng Yun.

"The feng shui treasure of the ancient temple of the altar really attracts demons and evil spirits, you want to borrow people's yang spirit to practice, this crime should be punished!"

The extremely indifferent voice reached the weasel's ears, and in an instant, the weasel was sentenced to death.

The whole one was stunned, just lying on the ground, motionless, as if it had stiffened.

"My lord, I, I didn't practice with yang spirit. I'm just, just not trying to scare him out of the back mountain......"

After a long time, with a trembling voice, the weasel struggled to explain.

It's just to see that the ancient temple of the Divine Altar is a good place for cultivation, and if you want to cultivate here, you don't think about making a move on human beings at all.

As soon as Wang went to the military palace for help, the weasel didn't even dare to approach, it just wanted to scare away the people who went up the mountain to investigate.

"It's a good thing to say, you absorbed Kong Jie's yang spirit, causing Kong Jie to fall into a coma, if it weren't for the people from the polling bureau, Kong Jie, who lost his yang spirit, might fall into a coma for the rest of his life, do you dare to say that it scares them?"

With a cold face, Feng Yun gave an order directly to Yan Qilin, "Directly wipe its neck with a knife and let it die!" ”

The weasel was dumbfounded, why is this adult so ruthless?

Yan Qilin nodded, took out his long knife, and slashed straight towards the weasel.

This time, the frightened weasel stiffened in place, the qi engine was locked, and he could only wait in place for the long knife to fall on him.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I shouldn't have accepted my little brother back then, if I didn't accept my little brother, I wouldn't have left the Northeast to find my little brother, if I didn't leave the Northeast, I wouldn't have encountered a place like the Altar Ancient Temple, if I didn't meet the Altar Ancient Temple, I wouldn't have met Wang Gang's ghost, and if I didn't know Wang Gang, I wouldn't want to be scary......

My method of absorbing yang spirit is not complete at all, even if I am beaten to death, the result is the same, I absorb that little yang spirit, and after dawn, I will return to my body by myself, and I will be awake, and I will not be unconscious at all......"

In a panic, the weasel couldn't remember what he was talking about, and he said everything like a stone.

As he spoke, the weasel had simply closed its eyes, and it did not dare to look at the long knife that was about to fall.

The waiting time for death is long, and the weasel waited for a long time with his eyes closed, but he did not wait for the pain of his body being split.

It couldn't help but open its eyes, and saw that the long knife was hovering less than ten centimeters away from its head, and the yellow hair on its head was cut off and fell to the ground.

On the head, there was a chill.

Seeing that the weasel opened its eyes, Yan Qilin didn't speak, but just put the long knife back and sat down on the single sofa next to Feng Yun again, without looking at it again.

The weasel that survived the catastrophe gasped for breath, it didn't dare to say anything, only dared to look at Feng Yun quietly.

Feng Yun looked at the weasel, his face was not as cold as before, the moment the weasel was brought in, Feng Yun saw at a glance that this weasel's Taoism was the same, just like the previous honey badger Pingtou brother, he was a half-hanger, and even the Pingtou brother was not as good, I don't know where I got the opportunity to cultivate, but I don't understand the doorway.

There is no smell of blood on its body, which means that it really has not hurt anyone, and the weasel is not lying.

After all, if it really used the method of borrowing people's yang spirit to cultivate, although the Tao would not advance thousands of miles every day, it would not be as bad as it is now.

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and if you are not stained with blood, this seat can spare your life.

However, in the end, it is inevitable that the death penalty will be a crime, and the living crime will not be escaped, the poll bureau will establish the contemporary Fang Ling Mountain in this Flowing Fire Avenue, seal you in the Flowing Fire Avenue, and you must not leave this side of the world, in the Flowing Fire Avenue, you as a prisoner, naturally you have to pay money to forgive your sins, and within a hundred years in the future, all the money you earn will belong to the Poll Bureau, do you have any opinions? ”

Fang Lingshan?

What's that place?

The two paws kept scratching their heads, and the weasel's small eyes were full of doubts, and it seemed to understand, but it didn't seem to understand,

"You're going to let me do a black job?"

(End of chapter)