The next day, a number of police officers came, and they asked a few witnesses if they had made a mistake yesterday and could change their statements today.

At this time, everyone understood. The little girls at the front desk were even more frightened, and they said incoherently: They can't remember the situation clearly. Only the veteran Xu Jingming insisted on yesterday's testimony unchanged, which made Houtu particularly moved.

Xu Jingming even swore in the name of a soldier that he had never said a word of falsehood, and that every word in his testimony did not need to be modified.

The policemen stared at Xu Jingming quietly, their expressions very complicated.

In the evening, because Xu Jingming insisted on telling the truth, the hotel owner had to apologize to the magnificent woman in person. Only then did Houtu know that the leader of the hotel was Xu Jingming's cousin.

Afterwards, Houtu was very depressed, it was originally a trivial matter, but someone wanted to go online and not give others a way to live, so what should they do?

The mountain behind the hotel is relatively quiet, which can calm down the complicated thoughts a little, and he sulked and walked here unconsciously.

"Alas, the lad is so young," a voice shook him from his thoughts.

He looked intently at the heights, and a figure was standing on a large rock, looking down at him fixedly. The man was masked, and judging by his voice, he was probably middle-aged. His mind became solemn, and the other party might not be a good person.

"Young man, it's not good for you to offend anyone, but it's a pity to offend someone you can't afford to offend," the figure shook its head and flew lightly in front of Houtu.

"Boss, how dare I offend someone, she forcibly added the crime to me" Hou Tu did not panic, he calmly delayed while observing the surroundings. If there was no one else, he was ready to wait for an opportunity to escape.

The masked man saw Houtu's thoughts, shook his head and said, "Don't look at it, I'm enough to deal with you as a hairy boy." ”

"Alas, there is no way, everyone has difficulties. I promise you, I will burn incense and worship the Buddha for you," the masked man sighed and slapped his palms on the top of his head.

Hou Tu guessed correctly, the other party was a masked killer, so he had already secretly operated the Heavenly Dragon Technique. In an instant, he slammed his palms together and attacked the masked killer.

"Boom ......" The palms collided together, and one person was retreating at full speed, it was the masked killer.

"Alas, miscalculated," the masked killer looked at the flying Houtu in surprise, revealing an extremely complicated wry smile.

"The hall master really expected it right, that guy is too soft-hearted" A figure appeared by the wall behind the hotel, and he stopped Houtu. The figure was also masked, with a submachine gun in both hands.

"Who are you? Can you make me die clearly" Hou Tu stared at the masked man in front of him.

"You don't deserve to know that there are our people at every intersection now, and you can't escape. But there is one thing, I might as well tell you, that the woman's money was given to her by us" The man looked at the earth like a dead man.

"Captain Ma, come out quickly," Houtu suddenly shouted at the masked man's back. The masked man was startled and couldn't help but look back.

"Whew......" Houtu kicked a stone under his feet and threw it over.

The "pop" stone hit the masked man's eyebrow, and the man subconsciously covered his eyes.

"Whoosh ......" after the soil took off and flew towards the temple hotel. The skill he used was the one he had been practicing for two months.

"Bilibili......" The masked man reacted, picked up his submachine gun and shot wildly behind Hou Tu. Bullets whistled, grazed the power grid, and landed inside the hotel.

Fortunately, Houtu has flown into the hotel. At the same time, inside and outside the hotel, alarm bells sounded. In the distance, several police cars rushed towards the road.

"Officer, there are gunmen in the mountain behind the hotel, they are attacking the hotel," Houtu reported to the police, and detailed the appearance of the last masked killer.

The police also checked the surveillance around the hotel and did find several suspicious masked people. They felt that the situation was serious and immediately reported the situation to their superiors.

Strangely, two masked men died in the back mountain, and the others disappeared completely. In the end, this matter can only be stopped.

The reply given by the police was: "The hotel video surveillance hard drive that I took back was accidentally corroded by chemical agents and can no longer be viewed." Second, they found no other evidence to solve the case. ”

Houtu is out of anger, and he prepares to report the case to the higher police department. When the abbot of the monastery, Master Ming Quan, learned about the situation, he called him over alone.

"It seems that your fate is not over, you better leave Guangquan Temple," Master Mingquan said to Houtu.

"Abbot, you know, I'm innocent" he almost cried.

"Elder Wang is right, this place is really too small for you" Master Mingquan's words were a little inexplicably ingenious.

"Don't think too much about it, this is something that Elder Wang gave you" Master Mingquan took out two things from his coat pocket, a letter and a black stone.

"Who is Elder Wang?" Houtuhu was suspicious.

Master Mingquan immediately smiled: "Hehe, it's the sloppy old man you cook for him every day." ”

According to Master Ming Quan, Wang Lao is a great master of a generation, who often travels the world and always appears in the crowd in various capacities.

"In the land of China, all the three religions of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism respect Wang Lao very much," Master Mingquan said with a smile.

"He's known me before, hasn't he?" Houtu suddenly thought of something.

"I don't know, he didn't tell me about it. Hurry up and go to Hulong Mountain, they will be happy to accept you," Master Mingquan said seriously.

"Abbot, do you know why I'm a scourge?" Houtu suddenly asked.

"You're not a calamity, you're not a bad star, you're a ......," Master Mingquan said, and the whole person fell into deep thought.

"And what is my fate?" Houtu asked eagerly.

"It's ill-fated, it's hard to perceive, I'm afraid there will be ......," Master Mingquan said halfway through, his expression becoming a little embarrassed.

"Abbot, your sleeves are on fire" Houtu hurriedly reminded Master Mingquan.

Master Mingquan was startled, his sleeve had just touched the candle on the table, so it burned. He raised his hand and extinguished the flames.

"The world is unpredictable, you will have to rely on yourself in the future" Master Ming Quan regained his composure, and he handed the letter and the black stone to Houtu.

Houtu took it with both hands, put the letter in his backpack, and hung the black stone with his own serpentine stone.

With tears in his laughter, he bowed three heads to Master Mingquan, although the master and apprentice were not successful, but it was also fate. Immediately, he said goodbye to Master Mingquan and set off for Hulong Mountain.

A few days later, when he heard about his case in the hotel, Master Mingquan personally came forward to invite a big man to say good things, and the matter was settled.

A few years later, that extremely domineering woman came to the end of arrogance, and was imprisoned because the big guy behind her was seriously corrupt. These are all later words.