The man had seen the record of blood sacrifices in the Blood Cult.

And he happened to know that there was such a place, which was very suitable for blood sacrifices.

Even the children of the blood sacrifice don't have to be caught, they are all the materials brought by the scene.

It's just a pity that there is no monk's flesh and blood as a sacrifice, which is not enough for him to break through the realm.

But as long as you can recover from your injuries first, that's enough.

The man coughed, used his spiritual power, and soon disappeared into the earth.

It wasn't until near the wee hours of the morning that dawn broke.

The house once again began to sound with hurried and messy footsteps.

When the visitor opened the door and saw the bloody scene in front of him, his eyes were like copper bells, and he wanted to breathe fire.

The strong man slammed his fist into the door with a dull loud thud.

Damn it!

"It's still a step too late."

With a calm face, he said to the two people who came behind him.

A thin man frowned slightly, his gaze passed over the strong man blocking the doorway, poked in, and then his pupils shrank.

"This evil cultivator is really getting bolder......

He whispered, took out his phone and began to take pictures to record the scene of the crime.

The other was a lady in a Taoist robe, who stood quietly and did not speak.

The first strong man was silent for a while, and then said to the woman: "Call the police station first, and ask them to send someone to clean up." ”

After that, the strong man kicked on the door again, "Dog, the group of Taoist priests in Qingcheng Mountain are really fucking unreliable, after so many calculations, none of them can let us catch him in advance!" ”

The woman squinted, didn't answer his words, but turned around and walked outside and dialed the phone.

The thin man glanced at the strong man, "Daniel Zhang, you calm down, incompetent anger here will not play any role." ”

The thin man's name is Huang Que, and the woman's name is Zheng Qing, and the three of them are all members of a group of the Qing City Unnatural Things Processing Bureau, and they are also the monks who are one of the best in Qing City and have cultivation qualifications.

Although Zheng Qing, who has the highest cultivation among the three of them, will only be able to practice qi by the first level.

But according to reliable sources, when this evil cultivator touched Qingcheng Mountain before, he had been seriously injured by the old-timers of Qingcheng Mountain, and he couldn't recover in a short time, and he couldn't exert his strength at the moment.

In addition, Huang Que and the others still have modern weapons and some precious talismans in their hands, as long as they can meet the evil cultivators, there is still a high probability of successful capture.

Moreover, they have a lot of combat experience in this kind of evil cultivator.

Evil cultivators have committed crimes not once or twice, since the revival of the aura, they can encounter one every one or two months.

However, because Qingshi is backed by Qingcheng Mountain, there are few powerful evil cultivators who don't have long eyes to come to Qingshi to make waves.

Most of them are small fish and shrimp, and they haven't officially stepped into the door of the cultivation world yet, so they just need to grab a rifle and make a few clicks.

And this time the evil cultivation, cultivated to the peak of the third layer of Qi training, once it appeared, it attracted great attention from the official side.

Not only was a group of all the personnel deployed, but three palm-palm thunder talismans were also issued on a special basis, which could instantly paralyze people's nerves and restrain the evil cultivator's earth escape technique.

At the same time, the senior monks of Qingcheng Mountain were also coordinated to provide remote assistance and determine the direction.

But for now, it seems that there is a faint dead end.

If the people of Qingcheng Mountain want to calculate the direction, they must wait for the evil cultivator to perform a spell and sense the fluctuation of the aura before they can locate it with the help of foreign objects.

and then told the location to Huang Que and others on standby, but this came and went, and when Huang Que and others arrived at the scene, it was often an hour or two later.

How does this catch people?

It's just that the evil cultivator is also scheming, and he knows that he will get into the city headlong, so that they have scruples, and they can't use all means.

For example, precision guidance, range strikes or something.

That's why Daniel Zhang is so angry.

He knew that as long as those veterans of Qingcheng Mountain took action, this matter would definitely be easily solved.

But those old ways cherish spiritual power more than the other, if it weren't for the fact that this evil cultivator didn't have a long eye at the beginning, he actually took the initiative to find Qingcheng Mountain, it is estimated that he would live more nourishing than anyone else at this time.

Daniel Zhang also secretly hated that his cultivation was not enough, so he could only let it go.

Otherwise, why do you have to watch one bloody case after another happen in front of you, but you have the heart to kill the enemy and have no power to return to the sky?

As a group leader, Huang Que naturally had to be much calmer and consider a little more, he sighed and stepped forward to pat Daniel Zhang on the shoulder.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry, what you said, Zheng Qing won't feel good when he hears it."

Zheng Qing was born in Qingcheng Mountain, and after Qingcheng Mountain and the official communication a year ago, he came to the Unnatural Things Processing Bureau as a gesture of goodwill to appoint him.

Daniel Zhang snorted coldly and glanced at the woman standing outside, "Then what now?" Just waiting? Wipe that evil cultivator's ass?! ”

Huang Que pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and coldness flashed in his eyes, "Wait for two more days, he is very confident and conceited, he will definitely not leave like this, and he will definitely think about revenge and come back." ”

"Be patient, there will always be times when he shows his flaws."

But Daniel Zhang obviously couldn't agree, he roared angrily, almost wanting to breathe fire, "Is it just watching those innocent people die in vain?!" ”

"Those are all necessary sacrifices."

Huang Que put away his phone, turned around, and his words came softly.

"If their death can be exchanged for the ambush of that evil cultivator, they can master the unpredictable art of earth escape from above......"

"That's worth it."

……

……

Today is Friday.

It's almost time for school holidays.

The calm morning passed quickly.

Chen An was lying on the playground, holding his head in his hands and looking lazy.

He was basking in the sun.

It's a habit that is cultivated in a given lifetime.

He vaguely remembered that he was sick during that time, and he didn't know what it was, anyway, as long as he basked in the sun, his mood would be much better.

After school later, let's go back to the countryside welfare home.

I just gave the bank card to the dean and asked him to take the money and find someone to repair the welfare home.

Chen An's thoughts diverged, and suddenly he thought of the few little kids who loved to follow his ass and make trouble, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Chen An has good grades and is sensible, and he is a role model that the dean often puts in his mouth, and every time he has time to return to the welfare home, he always brings a small snack.

It didn't cost much, but it would keep those little kids entertained for a long time.

Over time, those children were willing to cling to him.

In fact, there are many children who have come out of the welfare home, but there are not many who remember the old love.

Often when you become an adult, you go to the big city and don't come back.

Maybe they want to come back, but the pace in the big city is too fast, urging them all the time and leaving them to take care of themselves.

Slowly, Chen An became the eldest child in the welfare home in the past two years.

Except for him, the rest are only six or seven years old, and there are even younger ones, just like when Chen An was picked up.

Times are advancing.

But that small welfare home seems to have been abandoned by the times and stagnated.