The same vein and the same teacher, breaking bones and connecting tendons.

The so-called incompatibility between these two people is not pretended.

I'm a little curious, does Lao Cao know this?

Probably knows.

The dark shadow of the demon slowly crept into the window.

When he was halfway inside, I picked up the incense stick on the windowsill, put it in my mouth, climbed out of the window, and climbed along the wall.

The demon had already entered the first half of the way, reaching out to a man sleeping on the bed by the window.

This man was in his early twenties, with a lean little flat head and a lot of pimples on his face.

He is a member of the task force brought by Zhang Baoshan, it should be the first time to participate in this kind of big case of a long business trip, and he is the most excited of all, after entering the house, he talks non-stop, but he also sleeps the fastest, and he gets up in bed with a snoring sound in less than a minute.

Those who are overly excited and unstable like this are the best targets for evil spirits to invade the possession of gods.

However, his identity, when he does tolerance, he brings the blessing of public momentum, in ancient saying, when he goes out of the emperor, he has the emperor's spirit, the small evil is easy to dispel, and the big evil is bypassed, and no one is willing to provoke until the last resort.

This evil ghost has no flesh, it is not a blood food offering, and it is three points weaker than the wild evil ghost in terms of evil qi, and he can't deal with this young policeman like asking Tang Jing to clean up Bi Zhemin.

But the demon can use this emotional instability to exert influence on him, making him irritable and agitated, and if a clever warlock can also use the evil demon to plant the seed of thought, stimulate the seed when needed, and make him act irrationally, and he himself does not understand why he did it afterwards.

The so-called ghost obsessive mind is like this.

I climbed up to the window, slowly hung upside down, and reached out to pat the demon.

The demon froze, stopped reaching out, and slowly turned back.

In the scattered black air, there was a scarred and broken face like a thousand knives.

I took off the incense stick and grinned at him.

The demon was so frightened that he shrank and tried to run into the room.

But he's not as fast as me.

I raised my hand and poked the incense stick in his face.

The gray aroma instantly mixed into the scattered black air.

The demon curled up in a ball in pain and fell into the room.

I hung upside down and went through the window, drew an edict on the young policeman's forehead with incense, and then put incense around his neck.

He snorted twice, reached out and scratched his neck, turning over to expose his back.

Then I wrote on his back with incense: Respect the three officials of the three officials of the Liezun Liushen, sign the marshals of the palace, and the generals will be old enough to follow the road, if the official will protect the evil ghosts, the official will judge the soul of the town, fight for the world, see my bow and arrow, the axe, the tiger will sweep away the ambush, the ghost gall, the thunder, the fire, the night Ren burns the ghosts, if there is an order, see the pressure into the capital, and look at the old king, please come down to the gods. The back row of rain head god runes, there are wind and rain, thunder and lightning essence and divine language, and the last seven ghost words are pressed to the bottom.

This is the legal decree of the protection of the officials and gods.

With this method, ghosts and ghosts do not hurt the soul and body.

The other party sent the evil ghost to control the gods, and the mind was going to use the hands of this policeman to do the next secret thing, so I had to plan and push the boat down the river to fight with her.

When the order was finished, I used incense to poke at the evil spirits that were cowering on the ground.

The demon poked and arched, and reluctantly crawled in the direction of Poke Xiang, crawled onto the young policeman's bed, and then climbed on top of him.

I lifted my foot and kicked the demon into the young policeman's body.

A faint black aura enveloped the surface of the body.

The young policeman frowned uneasily.

But I didn't wake up.

Being possessed by a ghost is not as exaggerated as in the movie, but it inevitably causes neurasthenia, headaches and dreams, bad luck, and sickness if you are weak.

This young policeman has my legal order to protect his body, and it will not be so serious, but headaches and dreams are still inevitable.

I took the incense back into my mouth, crawled back to the room the way it came, returned the incense to its place, went to bed, closed my eyes and opened them again.

The room was dark and quiet, but the incense stick that had been used was extinguished.

I went over and re-lit the incense and went back to bed.

I slept peacefully until dawn.

Zhang Baoshan next door had already gotten up, packed up his things with a crackle, and hurriedly went out.

I opened the door and was in front of them.

The young policeman looked tired, yawning profusely, and a faint black gas faintly gathered between his eyebrows.

Zhang Baoshan glanced at me vigilantly.

But I'm still wearing Ma Beibei's face, and he doesn't recognize me.

I only pretended not to know him, looked at them a few times with the same vigilance, closed the door with my backhand, followed them downstairs, bought ten baked cakes at a nearby breakfast shop and ate a round belly with gruel and side dishes, and then went to the train station for a walk, and soon found the target I was looking for at the tea stall on the street in front of the station.

It was a thin man about forty years old, with two half-cut eyebrows pressed against his slender eyes, seemingly looking at the melon seeds on the plate on the table with his eyebrows lowered and lowering his eyes, but actually observing the passers-by with the corner of his eye.

On the low table in front of him, in addition to a small plate of melon seeds, a pot of inferior tea, and a half-full tea bowl, two cigarettes were placed in front of the tea bowl, the filters were opposite, one facing south and the other facing north.

This is a bridge to set up a formation, and the small shoulders that specialize in eating the rice of the running sea brothers.

I pulled a few people and sat down across from the thin man's table, stretched out my little finger to pick up the cigarette roll facing south, threw it into my mouth, and said, "Old man, take a fire?" ”

The thin man grinned, took out the lighter, lit it for me, and asked, "The dragon and snake road is not smooth, you have worked the road, take a sip of the raft." ”

If you meet hard, you must be a Jianghu person.

However, whoever takes the initiative to work hard will have to bow his head.

Only people like him who sit on the ground and eat Dandan's meal will see everyone so polite.

It's not strange to have a lot of people, and you won't kill smiling people when you bump into an outlaw.

I threw the satchel on the table, and the big black star in the bag smashed on the table with a muffled sound, "No, there are too many people eating wheels on this course, and they are all wild roads, and they can't look at the road, just do it when you come up, don't you pay attention to the rules here in Kuncheng?" ”

The thin man looked at my satchel, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he said with a smile: "I am poor and crazy with mud legs and feet, how can I understand the rules of the sea, and what kind of meal is this food?" Which boat to run on this wild side? ”

"Eat horizontally, eat Karma, and the board is in all directions, it's all up to this guy." I patted the satchel, and the big black star slipped the handle of the gun from the mouth of the bag, "Recently, I have hung up my face, and I want to ask for a forest road, what is there to introduce the old man?" ”

With that, I took out a small paper bag from my bag and threw it into the arms of the thin man.

The thin man carefully opened the paper bag.

Inside was a gold chain, thin, but pure gold.

Lao Bangzi's collection of goods, absolutely good things.

The thin man rubbed his fingers, immediately grinned, folded the paper bag again, but did not put it away, held it on the palm of his hand, and asked: "Does Lao He want to go down the river, or split the waves alone." ”

I said, "It's best not to see both ends, and you don't care about splitting the waves." ”

The thin man said: "You don't necessarily have to add one to the other." ”

I said: "If you don't pay attention to the rules of the sea, you can't capsize the boat, as long as you can walk up, it's no problem to hang up, but you have to be stable and not roll over the waves." ”

The thin man took the tea bowl and drank it all, put the paper bag back on the table, and said, "The old man will leave a bottom, brother, go and run, and make sure that you can cross the forest if you turn over the stars." ”

"It's a make-up, and it's updated normally in the evening."