"Fortunately, the doctor is a teammate!"

Lao Deng couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.

Wu Heng reached out and took away the pile of broken bone claws when he heard this, he had an idea to experiment.

"I'll just take this, I just snatched a bottle of potion from him."

Wu Heng smiled and pushed the remaining two back to the old lamp.

"This"

Old Lamp glanced at the wooden sword and hesitated.

Although this thing can't be used a few times, according to Zhang Heku's usage, combined with the transparent potion, it will definitely be able to cause damage to the evil ones, especially with his long arms, he is better at wielding the sword.

The reason why Wu Heng gave the wooden sword to Lao Deng was that in addition to the fact that the bone claw function was similar to the wooden sword, he had an idea about the scattered bone claw.

Lao Deng's pity for the peachwood sword just now, it can be seen that he likes this wooden sword very much.

Although it is the same without the old lamp, but there is no real fight, who can know what Zhang Heku's backhand is.

Lao Deng took the lead in making a move, and he was also testing with his own life, although the risk has been reduced a lot, but it is by no means nothing.

The peach wood sword + half a bottle of potion is actually the same thing, one piece per person is nothing, and Wu Heng also has an extra bottle of potion.

Since Lao Deng can drink the water he just poured without hesitation, then this is the wooden sword that Lao Deng grabbed, and it is worth giving to Lao Deng.

He's not a good thing, I have to take it all, my teammates deserve to die, the kind of hairy guy who kills people if he doesn't agree with him.

"Take it, I'm not being polite, and I don't like to be polite!"

Wu Heng nodded at the old lamp and said softly.

Seeing that Wu Heng was indeed not polite, Lao Deng arched his hand at Wu Heng and put away the two things beautifully.

"Doctor, what should I do next, this plot line feels like it's completely messed up, is there still a chance to do it?"

Lao Deng stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, the plot characters were encountered, but they all died halfway, how can this be done.

"No, the chances are greater!"

"This female demon will appear tonight, which proves that she is in the plot, and her death means that the difficulty is reduced, not to mention that the hostile also died three."

Lao Deng felt that this was the reason when he heard this, and chatted with Wu Heng for a while, and disappeared into the night along the window.

Wu Heng closed the window and closed the curtains.

A set of experimental heating equipment was taken out of the life box, and on the shelf in the room, a large beaker filled some sterile water and boiled.

He took out another bucket and filled half of the water, put a bowl on the water and floated, squeezed half a bag of plasma into the bowl, and covered the mouth of the bowl with a fine filter.

The sealed bag containing Zhang He's bitter palm and the head of the big insect was slightly opened.

More than forty white nematodes, smelling the smell of blood, scrambled out along the opening and fell into the bucket.

It wasn't until there were no nematodes crawling out again that Wu Heng destroyed the wreckage.

He then used pliers to pick up the parasitic nematodes one by one and put them in a beaker.

The solution of these bugs was used to create a bottle of white liquid about the size of an egg.

In the plot of the blood clan, there is an old man who uses nematodes to make this liquid in this way to prolong life and heal injuries, and he is still alive at the age of 94.

Then he drew a scoop according to the gourd, took out a sealed box, clamped out the body of the big worm 'red nematode', made about ten drops of red liquid, and bottled it and stored it.

The white liquid may be a little worse than the 'vortex fish lung fluid', and the red liquid must be no worse than the lung fluid.

Wu Heng cleaned up the things in the room and went to rest.

Early the next morning, the incident had already fermented, after all, so many police officers saw it last night.

At about 9 o'clock, Zhang Long's daughter-in-law had already called Wu Heng's phone crying.

Wu Heng went to comfort him, and then contacted the Guardian Palace.

But I was told that the mage in charge had been taken to the police station.

After Wu Heng left the phone, he went back to the hotel, and he changed to another hotel.

"What, my apprentice Wantong was killed by the devil, and five of the employees in the palace also died?"

In the police station, Jin Guangshi, who was 78 years old and had a white beard and a fairy style, asked in a daze.

His little apprentice Wantong said that he had the shortest entry time, and it was 37 years, and he really raised him as a son.

Although with the change of the times, after the great apprentice Ruyi inherited the Guardian Palace, everything became commercial and money-oriented.

But at most, they pretend to be ghosts, and if the victim is fine, they will also say that there is a disaster, and coax them to donate their monthly wages regularly.

I didn't do anything harmful to my life, and I just didn't do it.

"Are you really sure it's a curse?"

After the police confirmed that the people in the palace had nothing to do with the incident, and Jin Guangshi also confirmed that it was not a homicide, he went back with the help of people.

In the afternoon, Wu Heng received a call back from the Guardian Palace.

"Hey, hello, I'm the 'Ruyi Master', the chief of the Guardian Palace, I heard that you are a relative of the owner of this emergency?"

In the Guardian Palace, Master Ruyi received a report as soon as he returned, and he couldn't care about being immersed in the death of his little junior brother, so he quickly dialed Wu Heng's phone and asked tentatively.

After all, they were in charge of delivering the trouble this time, and they completely contracted everything before and after, and the price was not cheap. As a result, not only did it not get rid of the evil, but it also provoked it.

Before the old man could send it away, the child died in the event ceremony they contracted, how to explain this.

"Yes, I am Zhang Long's younger brother and Zhang Heku's uncle, Zhang Fudao."

"Seven days ago, I lost my brother, and last night I lost my only remaining relative, Zhang He Ku, whom I cultivated as an heir."

"I asked your Guardian Palace to preside over the send-off ceremony, not the sacrificial ceremony!"

Wu Heng was on the phone, his voice was flat and cold, without the slightest emotion.

"This, this is a completely unexpected situation, and it may also be that your brother provoked it before his death, and the current situation is uncertain." Ruyi Shi hurriedly explained.

"Give me the phone!"

Wu Heng heard an old angry shout from the phone opposite.

"Hey, hello, I can completely understand your feelings, and I also died my little apprentice. Don't worry, we should compensate, apologize, I am Master Jin Guang, I am their master, and I am the biggest in the Guardian Palace, just forget it. Jin Guangshi said in a serious tone.

Wu Heng's words just now made him think of being a little apprentice raised by his son, and he felt empathy. He usually doesn't care about things, and he couldn't help but scold the big apprentice who was quibbling.

"Jin Guangshi, you misunderstood, I can spend so much money on a ceremony, do you think I am short of money? I just don't want my only loved one to die in vain! ”

Wu Heng seemed to be calmed down because Jin Guangshi was willing to take responsibility, and his tone softened a little.

"The police said that they were killed by a female evil, and the two evil ways and the female evil were killed together, and the identities of the two evil ways were also found out, and the case has been closed."

"Whatever you say, you believe it? In the past half a day, I have found some things, which are simply deliberate murder. Jin Guangshi, you just said that you treat Wantong Shi as a son, if you don't want him to die in vain, then bring someone with real skills in your Guardian Palace and come to this place at three o'clock in the afternoon. ”

"If you think it doesn't matter if the little apprentice dies, then don't come; Anyway, my nephew, I can't die in vain! ”

After Wu Heng finished speaking, he decisively hung up the phone and sent Jin Guangshi the address of the hotel by text message.

He also carefully analyzed the information of the Guardian Palace, and found that there should be someone in the Guardian Palace who has real skills, otherwise it would not have developed so much, and now it would be better to have this Jin Guangshi, who has the highest seniority, come out.

Wu Heng clenched his fists.

My nephew Zhang Fudao will never die in such an unknown way, ghost master, you wait for me!

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Three hours later, a black business vehicle stopped in front of the Juye Hotel.

Jin Guangshi, who was a fairy wind bone, and two middle-aged mages walked to the front desk of the hotel to ask, Jin Guangshi motioned for the two to go back to the car and wait, and he entered the elevator alone.

With two apprentices, he was afraid of causing a large number of people to be suspected.

In room 315, the front desk had already informed Wu Heng, and he heard a knock on the door and knew that Jin Guangshi was coming.

Jin Guangshi measured his words at the door, thinking about what tone to use, so that he could not stimulate the other party for a while.

(End of chapter)