Most people don't understand how lucrative the excrement industry is, but they must know how smelly it is.

The higher the day, the more ...... in the big manure tank Well, I won't go into details.

In short, the stench is overflowing, and the flies are dancing.

There is no need to hang up to drive people, idlers know how to avoid it. Therefore, this place is deserted on weekdays, after all, who is idle and has nothing to do to provoke the fermented aroma of the reincarnation of grains?

Only one morning and one night, the workers who collect and sell night incense, or carry burdens, or push carts, swaying, sprinkling night incense, endlessly.

But now, it's stuffed with two weirdos who don't fit in.

One official, one soldier, the two squatted on the edge of the waterway and frowned at the dung water that had been spilled all the way.

These two people are naturally Li Changan and Bo Ziyu.

......

This time, I finally didn't miss it.

The mud trail has been found!

However, it was still a step slow.

The dung collectors have already stepped on the traces, and the residual smell is mixed with the spilled fecal water along the road.

Although it is certain that the yokai is indeed a ghost, and it does come ashore from this area, it is difficult to know its exact whereabouts.

As a last resort.

The Taoist priest had no choice but to sacrifice Chong Longyu.

In a flash.

A sea of and dung is coming!

Li Changan trembled and wandered around the manure tank.

Finally, Tie blushed and patted Bo Ziyu's shoulder, then ran away and washed his nose.

As for the youkai, they still haven't been found.

............

Bo Ziyu was anxious.

As long as the ghost dares to spit in the cesspool, he can jump in and fish out the monster.

It's a pity that the monster wasn't in the manure tank, so he lost the opportunity to swim, so he had to take a bush of vines on the side of the road to get angry.

Can be sudden.

He shuddered, his gaze glued to a passer-by, unable to take his eyes off.

This man is also a collector of night incense, with shabby clothes and a disheveled head, pushing a small cart with a large dung bucket on it, and pushing the cart to and fro.

The movements are clumsy and rusty, but what kind of trade does not have a new hand?

But the more Bo Ziyu looked, the more strange he became, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this person was suspicious.

Weird.

The collection of night incense began before dawn, and now that the sun is high, it is said that the dung collectors in various parts of the city have already been completed, why is this person so lagging behind?

Weird.

When he came out of the manure tank, the bucket should have been empty, why was the rut so deep, and the cart was pushed bumping and crooked, but not a drop of juice was spilled?

The brain was still confused, but the steps had been consciously embellished.

The man seemed to notice him, too, and suddenly, sped up.

Bo Ziyu was not surprised.

"Stop!"

With a loud roar, he threw off his legs and chased after him.

The speed of the dung collector is not slow, and he can also walk like a fly while pushing the cart, which makes Bo Ziyu stunned.

But this person was finally unfamiliar with the craftsmanship of the cart, and just chased into an alley, he didn't see the road conditions, and the wheels rolled over the bluestone on the side of the road and flew up, and he fell to the ground with the person and the car.

The dung bucket on the car then overturned, rolling out a juicy corpse!

Bo Ziyu was slightly stunned.

Immediately.

It's like a cannon in my head.

"Bang. ”

Exploded.

He forgot the yellow charm in his hand, and even forgot the saber on his waist, "Wow Ya Ya" screamed, so he pounced on it, and subconsciously used the fighting skills that he had honed thousands of times in his youth: brushing his hair with one hand and pulling out his crotch with the other.

At the beginning, he took advantage of a little, but immediately, he felt that a terrifying huge force burst out from the other party's body, almost tearing him apart, but this huge force came and went quickly, making him think it was an illusion in a trance.

Quickly pressed the other party under him, pressed his face into the ground to eat the soil, and cut his hands behind his back.

After doing all this, as soon as he looked up, the Taoist priest stood in front of him with a confused expression.

"Dao Chief, look!" Bo Ziyu was so excited that his tongue trembled, "I've caught it!"

"What?"

"Youkai!"

"But......" Li Changan scratched his head, "This layman is a human being."

Karma?

Bo Ziyu's expression suddenly froze.

Hurriedly twisted the face of the person under him, only one glance, but his eyes were round.

"Zhou Huai!"

............

It's still a manure tank.

But it's not as cold as it used to be.

Dozens of dung collectors and trappers are gathering here, enduring the stench and dung poison, dragging out one corpse after another from the dung sludge.

Li Changan read it silently, turned around and walked into a nearby house or temporary prison.

"How?"

Bo Ziyu replied indignantly: "This guy still hasn't spoken a word. ”

Li Changan frowned, and his gaze turned to the corner.

There, Zhou Huai, a well-known scholar, the eldest son of the Zhou family, and the "resurrected from the dead", sat cross-legged and silent.

"Isn't this really the monster transformed?"

The young catch is unwilling.

Li Changan shook his head: "He doesn't have demonic energy on him." ”

"Then this guy was confused by the monster. ”

"There was a clear light in his eyes, and there was no sign of confusion. ”

"Then why doesn't this dog let out half a fart!"

Bo Ziyu was anxious and angry.

He originally tried his best to catch the "monster", who wants to be Zhou Huai. It's just Zhou Huai, he was swept away by monsters, and sneakily transported the corpse, Bacheng was instructed by the ghost, and he should know where the ghost is hiding now.

Unexpectedly, this fight was caught, and he was sent to the Yuming Mansion to send a messenger to retrieve the corpse, and most of the days passed before and after, and he was stunned and never spit out half a word.

"Even if you don't care about the monsters continuing to harm people, you should know that the whole house has been killed by the monsters. It's good, not only don't take revenge, but shield that monster!"

Bo Ziyu gritted his teeth, and the spittle stars were on fire, but Zhou Huai didn't even raise his eyelids.

Li Changan shook his head at this time.

"Because we, no, I was wrong in the first place. ”

"Last night, I only judged that the monster broke into Zhou's house from outside, and after killing people, I rolled up the corpse and left. But I forgot that Xiaoshui is different. ”

"Bo Jushi. Li Changan suddenly asked Bo Ziyu, "Do you know Aunt Hu?" ”

"Is that the monster pretending to be a mother-in-law eating people?"

"It's the demon, but it's not impersonation. The Taoist priest paused, "Aunt Tiger was originally a mother-in-law." ”

At this point, he left behind Bo Ziyu, who was both surprised and dazed, and turned to Zhou Huai in the corner.

"Eight corpses were dragged out of the manure tank, in addition to the relatives, there were also two beggars who were close to the left, but there was no body of Ling Zun. ”

"I don't think I'm shielding youkai, I'm shielding my father. ”

The light in the small room was dim, and in the shock of Bo Ziyu and Zhou Huai's silence, Li Changan slowly confided:

"Ling Zun is a ghost!"

As soon as this statement came out.

Bo Ziyu's shock didn't matter, but Zhou Huai, who had been silent, raised his eyes, smiled, and buried his face again.

"This bastard!"

When Bo Ziyu saw this appearance, he was furious again, and strode up and grabbed him by the collar.

"Wait for Naigong to reward seventeen or eighteen punches first, and open the skin and flesh, and don't say anything!"

The implication is that he didn't listen to all the good words, so he had to be tortured.

The Taoist priest had no reason to object, and Bo Ziyu had already raised his fist.

"Stop!"

But it was the official who led last night, the replacement of Xing Zhutou in the rumor, who came in with a shy stomach, bumped into Bo Ziyu's movements, and hurriedly reprimanded.

"Zhou Langjun is a noble man with a meritorious reputation, but can he be beaten and scolded indiscriminately by waiting for cheap servants?"

Bo Ziyu was angry.

"Team Leader ......"

Well, it's "squad head" not "head catcher", as soon as these two words come out, you don't need to listen to the following words, and the Taoist priest will know that the ball is over.

Sure enough.

The new head of the catcher immediately jumped to his feet, not to mention torture, and wanted to kick the two out of the room.

As for Bo Ziyu's mouth, "ghosts are wandering, and innocent people will die in a moment", he didn't listen to them, thinking that it would rather die a few fart people than offend Shilin. It's just that Bo Ziyu can't see what is powerful in it, and he still argues with him.

But if the mouth can solve all things, why should people have a pair of fists?

Li Changan silently moved his wrist a few times, and sometimes, it was inevitable to use some unconventional means.

Just as he was about to put it into action.

But I saw a strange catcher, quietly approaching the two people who were arguing, flipping his wrist, there were two more short needles, facing the surprised gaze of the Taoist priest, his lips moved silently.

"It's me. ”

Li Changan: "......"

I had to reply with my eyes: Please.

But also at this time.

Bo Ziyu suddenly slapped his head.

"How did I forget!"

He first glanced at Zhou Huai with disgust, then turned around and said in a low and hurried voice:

"I heard that this guy is used to talking about metaphysics, and his family has been worshipping Taoism for generations. I waited for the servant to ask him, he held his identity and disdained to speak, what if he was a profound Taoist Quanzhen?"

That's a good idea.

Li Changan couldn't help but nodded.

Zhou Huai refused to reveal the hiding place of the ghost because of the foolish filial piety of his relatives. But after all, overnight, his family was ruined, and under his calm appearance, is there really no waves?

But.

What are you looking at me for?

I'm a wild Taoist priest.

I can't memorize all the catalogs.