Lao Bangzi squatted until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night before he moved again.

He took out half a finger-thick incense and lit it, raised his hands above his head, bowed three times in succession, and then left the lake and walked along the park path with the incense on his head.

I waited for him to go far before I reached the lake, grabbed a handful of residual incense in the air and put it to my nose and smelled it.

The ecstasy incense of flower shooting!

If someone is following Lao Bangzi, as long as they smell this incense, they will immediately say it.

This is a way to shoot flowers to prevent people from tracking.

Only those who have taken the inheritance of the flower art know how to use it.

I don't know much about it, and when the incense is lit, the first thing I am fascinated by is myself.

This old man was born as a kidnapper!

I slowly raised my eyebrows.

Lao Bangzi walked through Caihaizi with incense, walked along the street for a while, and finally stopped in front of an antique compound.

A figure stood outside the gate of the courtyard, and when he saw Lao Bangzi coming, he didn't say a word, turned around and led him into the courtyard.

I climbed up the outer wall of the old house and climbed to the roof, and I saw that there was a thick ancient Dian Pu tree in the courtyard of this compound, which was more than ten meters high, and its branches spread and stretched, covering most of the courtyard.

And among the branches and leaves in the canopy, a small paper crane is standing steadily.

I've really found the right place.

I hooked my fingers.

The crane flew over, circled around me, and flew towards the building on the east side.

I followed the crane from the roof of the house, just in time to see Lao Bangzi slowly walking down the outer corridor led by an old man in a cardigan, he was bowed down, his head shrunk, and his whole body was full of horror.

The old man led Lao Bangzi to stop outside the door of a room, and said respectfully: "Eldest sister, Lao Bang is here." ”

An indifferent voice rang out from inside the room, "Come to the door and speak." ”

The old man stepped back and got out of the way.

Lao Bangzi hurriedly ran to the door, first knelt down and kowtowed three times, and then didn't get up, just knelt down and said: "Auntie, I can't help you and the eighth master, the nest in Bingtai Village has been served." ”

The indifferent voice in the room without a trace of emotion sounded calmly, "Who did it?" ”

"No, I don't know. But they can corpses, they must be warlocks. After I hid with your aunt's technique, they didn't notice me and said a few words in front of me. It is said that the roots of Jincheng have been dug up, and I have nowhere to escape, and I will slowly concoct me when I turn back. By the way, listening to what they mean, they have a connection with the Shan side, and this sneak attack on me seems to be a partnership with that side. ”

"I asked you to transfer the belongings of Bingtai Village as soon as possible, why did you delay it for so many days?"

"Auntie, I've been operating there for so many years, it's so easy to look like a point, this is said to be transferred away, how can it be so easy, I have tried my best to move, I could have moved everything in four days at most, how did I know that there was such a thing."

"I have already reminded you that Zhang Meijuan has an accident over there in Jincheng, and it is very likely that she will confess your affairs and let you transfer as soon as possible, but you are procrastinating for the sake of some belongings, which is simply stupid."

"Auntie, my little belongings are also hard to save, so I can throw them away if I want to."

"All bad things come from greed. If you hadn't coveted that little bit of belongings, you wouldn't have encountered today's events, do you know that you are wrong? ”

"I know, I know, I know it's wrong, and I ask my aunt to spare my dog's life and continue to do things for you."

"You are a wrestler under the Eighth Master, I can't dispose of you privately. And I'm going to Jincheng to solve the murder of the eighth master soon, and I don't have to worry about you. You go out and hide first. ”

"Auntie, those people have a connection with Shan State, if I go out, won't it be equivalent to death?"

"You've been operating on both sides of the border for so many years, and you still can't get through this relationship? Let's be honest, what's the scruples? ”

"Auntie, your eyes are like torches......"

"If you don't know how to praise, don't make up words, hurry up and get down to business."

"Hey, hey, I mean, those people have warlocks, and I'm not afraid of those people in Shan, terrible warlocks. Auntie, can you give me a strategy, teach me how to deal with these people? ”

"Stupid, since the warlocks who can manipulate corpses are still in the country, it is safest for you to go abroad now. After running out, don't stay in Myanmar, go directly to Thailand, meet Old Fairy Wei, and ask him for help. With Old Immortal Wei's ability, if he is willing to help you, no one will be able to hurt you! ”

"Yes, yes."

"Let's go, do something before you leave the country. I've heard that you've kept all the letters you've been writing to all these years? Immediately it was all burned, all the content related to business was burned, and nothing could be left. ”

"Huh? It's all burned, some of the contents are very important, and there are also account books of transactions, just burned, and it will be difficult to do it in the future. ”

"Stupid! I'm afraid that these things will be left in the hands of the police. I received information that the Kuncheng police were secretly mobilizing and preparing to carry out a major operation with the Jincheng side. Who else do you think in Kuncheng is worthy of such a big fight by the police of the two places? If it is against you, the things you leave behind are incriminating evidence, enough to send everyone to eat peanuts! Go and burn everything now! ”

"This, this ......"

The old Bangzi squeaked and refused to agree.

The next moment, his face suddenly changed, his hands grabbed his throat, and he pinched himself until his face was red and he couldn't breathe.

He struggled to squeeze out the faint sound of a mosquito humming.

"Auntie, spare your life, spare your life, I'll go back and burn it, I didn't disobey you, spare me."

"Do it immediately, if you let me know that you are disobedient and don't obey orders, you can consider how the whole family will die."

As soon as the aunt's voice fell, Lao Bangzi let go of his neck and sat on the ground, but he didn't dare to stop, he crawled downstairs and ran out of the compound in a panic, riding a bicycle and running along the road.

I looked at the room where the aunt was and the old man standing motionless outside the door like a puppet, and instead of going to inquire about her specific situation, I chose to track down Lao Bangzi.

Lao Bangzi crossed half of Kuncheng this time, and was almost out of the city, before he stopped in front of an inconspicuous two-story building facing the street.

He threw away his bicycle and rushed into the small building like a run.

I followed, climbed from the outer wall to the outer corridor on the second floor, and soon found the room where the old Bangzi was.

He was dragging a box out from under the bed.

The lid of the box was opened, and it was full of letters, ledgers, and thick books.

He looked at the contents of the box for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and dragged the box out.

I turned to the door, hung upside down from the roof, and as soon as the old Bangzi opened the door and came out, I slapped him on the head.

Lao Bangzi stayed on the spot like a puppet.

I slid off the eaves to the floor, opened the box, and looked through the letters.

"The bad chapter will be made up on Saturday, and the next chapter on Sunday will be counted as interest to make up the difference."