Hong Daihai struggled to keep his eyes open.

Around.

In the deep study, there was no sound, no light, and no guards. Yes, just two or three steps in front of him, a pitch-black figure held a snow-bright knife in his hand!

He wanted to struggle, he wanted to ask for help.

But the layers of shadows seemed to be substance, covering his mouth and pressing him to move.

He could only watch as the figure approached step by step.

It's just sudden.

The figure melted away, and suddenly recast into the shape of a dog, and the shiny blade turned into Bai Sensen's sharp teeth.

Wet, fishy breath hit the holes.

The sharp teeth tore into his chest.

......

"Ahh

Hong Daihai woke up suddenly from the swivel chair in the study.

The afternoon sun shone on his frightened face, and the cool breeze blew into the cold sweat on his forehead, stabbing his brain.

It turned out to be just a nightmare for a midday nap.

He rubbed his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as he turned his face, his chest stirred violently.

Right next to the swivel chair.

The big yellow dog quietly "stared" at him, and his posture was the same as in his dream!

He was about to scream, but when he looked at it, he saw that instead of sharp teeth like knives, the yellow dog's mouth was a corner of the blanket. was stunned for a moment, but his heart slowly let go, and he immediately felt ridiculous for his suspicion just now.

What do you think? It's just a dream.

"Rhubarb, are you covering a quilt for your father?"

"Wang. ”

The yellow dog replied.

Hong Daihai hesitated, but the temperament of the dog slave prevailed.

He reached out and took the yellow dog into his arms.

"Yo, you're so smart!"

After a while, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in. ”

"Big brother, it's almost time, it's time to go. ”

"Yes. ”

Today was the day of the scheduled gathering, and Yang Sanli had already booked a private room at the local Tai Chi club to entertain Hongmao's allies and important leaders.

has just passed through the turmoil that hurts his muscles and bones, Hong Daihai, the "Emperor of the Soil", how can he contact his allies and stabilize the morale of the army for his old men by the way. In recent years, Hongmao has dominated one side, doesn't it rely on these "own people"?

It's just that when he got into the car, the yellow dog dragged the car door and refused to let him go.

The driver was helpless, he didn't dare to touch Mr. Hong's baby bump.

"Boss, look at this ......"

"Mosa. ”

Hong Daihai laughed and dragged the yellow dog into the car.

"Let those turtles see that my rhubarb is so smart!"

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

Tai Chi Clubhouse.

In the exclusive private room on the top floor.

Drunken gold fans, demons dancing.

The coolly dressed beauties were half-disfigured and flattered, and the big men who were dignified on weekdays tore off their disguises, revealing the faces of the jackals underneath.

The yellow dog, wagging its tail, happily ran around the box, holding a bottle of wine and pouring wine for each of the attendees.

Every time you pour a full cup, you get a full house.

Gradually, driven by alcohol, the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic, and the scene became more and more out of control.

Yang Sanli, who was hosting, made a look, and the waiter immediately obediently withdrew from the box, and also closed the door intimately.

This time.

A few men who were in a hurry couldn't bear it anymore.

only listened to a few pretended coquettish exclamations, and there were a few more pairs of "light pigs" in the box, humming and doing 404 things.

The big shots in the box were not surprised, and they were a little ready to move while laughing. It's not that they all have such a fetish.

The root is still in Hong Daihai.

As the saying goes, men have three irons: they go through the window together; Carried guns together; Having prostitutes together. He is a rough man, and there is no good way to unite his partners. Just thinking, if everyone has seen each other's bare butts, won't the friendship between each other be good?

As a result, there is such a fixed column for every party.

It's just that in the drunken eyes, there is a big voice babbling.

"Boss Hong, the brothers are accompanied by their sisters, just your rhubarb can not see the sun, isn't it pitiful?"

Hong Daihai listened to it and said "hey", but he was interested.

He spat out the smell of wine and looked at the two "princesses" beside him, and pulled one out casually. Zhang Qing's face was hidden under the heavy makeup, and I didn't know which little girl dropped out of school and went astray.

"You!" Hong Daihai bared his tongue and pointed at the yellow dog, "Go and accompany me to do a shot!"

The girl immediately lost her face.

If you want to do this, you don't care about dignity when you work. On weekdays, there are no less jokes about "whether it is human or not", but at this juncture, how can you get through the hurdle of "being a human being" when you have sex (harmony) with a dog?

"What?" Hong Daihai raised his eyebrows, "Not happy?"

He held out his finger and made a bid.

"One hundred thousand. ”

The little girl trembled and pleaded.

"Mr. Hong......"

"Two hundred thousand!"

"I really ......"

"Five hundred thousand!"

"You'll let me go!"

"Three hundred thousand!"

Hong Daihai bared his teeth.

"Add you a leg!"

The little girl's body shook, and she slowly collapsed on the sofa, and fell asleep.

Oh, you can escape by pretending to be dizzy?

Hong Daihai was about to sneer a few times, but suddenly found that the world in his eyes was blurred, and his mind began to become a little numb. He forced himself to look around the box, but was surprised to find that the entire box had fallen asleep.

In the deafening music of the box.

Only the yellow dog stared at him coldly, and the dog's snout slowly cracked, revealing a pair of fangs.

Bai Sensen's.

It's like a shiny knife.

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

Primavera Apartments.

2 buildings 4-4 for rent.

In the newly separated quiet room, Li Changan scratched his head at the sword scripture.

As mentioned above, although the flying sword given to Li Changan by Yan Xinglie is sharp, it is still a sword embryo, and if you want to practice, there is still a lack of materials, that is, "not turning bones".

During this time, Li Changan pondered the Sword Sutra while checking in many ways, and found that this thing was far away in front of him.

The so-called "boneless" is rumored to be a type of zombie, but to be exact, it is the most essential part of a certain zombie.

"Zi Bu Silent" has a saying: not turning bones is the place where his spirit was concentrated before his death, his bones are into the ground, although the coffin is rotten and his clothes are rotten, and his body and other bones are turned into soil.

Isn't this one of the Taoist priest's collections—the bone jade obtained from the zombie that was sawed over by a chainsaw in the White Fox Villa?

According to the legend, figuring out what he was looking for had always been at hand, the Taoist priest should have slapped his head and was ecstatic.

But......

The materials are there, but how do you refine them?

The sword scripture simply mentions: to choose the day of autumn killing, use the fire in the air, the fire in the stone, and the fire in the wood to quench in the ding, melt the bones into liquid, and then cast it into a sword to fuse into one......

However.

What is "fire in the air"? What is the day of autumn killing? How should the molten bones be melted? How should the sword be fused?

Li Changan, a wild Taoist priest with a fake degree, where can he have this high-end craft?

Yan Xinglie has his back on the Zhenfu Division, and some of them are capable people who do it for him, but which uncle can Li Changan find for help?

He rubbed his chin and had a bad idea in his head.

Why don't you find a factory and throw it in the furnace?

Fortunately, a phone call interrupted Li Changan's unreliable reverie.

took the mobile phone and saw that the caller was Yuan Xiaochuan.

"Little Lizi, where is it, brother, I'm at the station, hurry up and pick up the car!"

Li Changan is strange.

He remembered that in the past few days, the news of the uprooting of the Hongmao Group had been broadcast, and the leaders of Yiying, headed by Hong Daihai, were all killed on the spot because they openly resisted arrest. Yuan Xiaochuan is a party first, and secondly, he is still an insider, and he should be busy with the finishing work at this moment, how can he have the spare time to come to find himself and put up a dragon gate array?

"What nonsense!" Yuan Xiaochuan called energetically on the other end of the phone, "Lao Tzu is gone!"

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

Still a barbecue stand.

At the beginning of the lanterns, pedestrians were weaving, just like when they were in Qishui before.

It's just that in a different city, there are fewer old people.

On the stall, Yuan Xiaochuan's expression was very complicated, with joy, sadness, and relief.

After three or two cups of yellow soup, he told Li Changan about what happened after the Taoist priest left Qishui:

"I was so disheartened that I thought it was all over. The efforts were in vain, Zou Ping died in vain, and Hong Mao had the last laugh. ”

"But one day, one of my old bosses out of town called me out of the blue and called me to a place. I realized that someone had handed over some important evidence, which attracted the attention of the above, set up a special case inspection team, and mobilized brothers from other provinces to investigate the case. Because I have always taken a firm stance and know the local area well, I was also recruited to jointly handle the case. ”

"Oh, lead the way. ”

"!"

He scolded, but he couldn't help laughing, and unconsciously lit a cigarette.

"That day, we suddenly found out that Hong Daihai was going to hold a party, and all the people invited were his subordinates and the moths who colluded with him. We realized that this was an opportunity to catch them all. ”

The venue is on a small nine-story building by the river, and there is an entertainment club, and the place where Hong Daihai gathers is in the box on the top floor. But when we arrived......"

Yuan Xiaochuan's narration stopped suddenly, and the former criminal policeman, whose nerves were stronger than steel bars, was actually covered with a layer of haze in his eyes. Obviously, the scene he was about to describe next left a deep shadow on him.

The door of the box was soaked in blood, and a small pool of blood accumulated in the doorway. We slammed the door open and saw ...... I never believed in ghosts and gods, but at that time, I thought I had stepped into hell...... The whole room, the living, the dead, or whatever the hell, all soaked in a pool of blood. ”

"It's not a metaphor. ”

He solemnly emphasized a sentence, and then explained it to the Taoist priest.

"There is a threshold of about 10 centimeters at the door of the box, and a large amount of blood is blocked by the threshold and stagnates in the box. ”

"When you step on it, blood will pour into your shoes!"

He took a hard puff of his cigarette, and the smoke he exhaled made his face a little dull.

"In our intelligence, in addition to the suspects to be arrested, there are also some 'chickens' in the box. ”

"When we slammed the door open, more than a dozen "young ladies" were all overturned by the medicine, soaked in blood, and slept soundly. ”

"Fortunately, they were unconscious, otherwise they would have been in a psychiatric hospital if they saw the scene and were all in a psychiatric hospital. ”

He barely managed to squeeze out a smile, but it was quickly swallowed up by the haze in his eyes.

"But the people we're going to arrest are all dead. And everyone was ripped to pieces, and they basically couldn't find a piece of good meat. Either the bones are picked out of the skin, or the intestines are dragged out of the body, or the corpse is forcibly dismembered. ”

"That Yang Sanli died the most piecemeal, and when we dealt with the scene, we didn't dare to empty the blood and water, for fear that any of his parts would be washed away together. ”

Speaking of this, Yuan Xiaochuan suddenly fell silent.

It is said that although he resigned, the contents of these cases should be kept secret, and they should not be told to Li Changan. But at the scene of the crime that day, some lingering things in his memory have been haunting him, making him inexplicably want to confide in Li Changan.

For example, what he is going to talk about next.

"Do you know anything other than the dead and the living?"

"What?"

"Huang'er. He added, "The big yellow dog raised by Liu Weidong." ”

"He's here. ”

"Yes. ”

Yuan Xiaochuan was immersed in his own thoughts, and he didn't notice that the Taoist priest was emotional, not confused.

"In this pile of rotten meat, the yellow dog was covered in blood and was burying his head in Hong Daihai's stomach. Even if the door is slammed open and we break in, it is still eating Hong Daihai's internal organs unhurriedly!"

"At that time, we were all so stupid that we didn't think about taking measures for a while......

At this, he paused, his eyes full of confusion.

The dog burst out of the window and jumped to his death. ”

Later, the forensic doctor took it and found that its stomach was full of human internal organs. ”

Speaking of this, Yuan Xiaochuan's mood relaxed a lot, and his tone became brisk.

"Originally, the case had to be investigated, after all, there are still many doubts. For example, although the results of the autopsy show that all these people were bitten to death by yellow dogs, why did the yellow dog suddenly go crazy and attack people? Why didn't he kill those 'young ladies'? Who ordered the drugs in the wine? However, the above suddenly demanded that the investigation be stopped, and a reasonable explanation was found and announced. ”

After saying it in one breath, Yuan Xiaochuan picked up a string of roasted kidneys, but hesitated for a moment, put it back again, and took a bunch of dried tofu again.

Before he could finish his mouth, he heard the Taoist priest ask.

"And then?"

"Then Hongmao collapsed, and I couldn't stay in Qishui anymore, so I simply resigned. ”

Li Changan didn't give face at all.

"I'm asking the dog. ”

Lao Yuan rolled his eyes.

"I think Lao Liu Sheng didn't see anyone dead or a corpse, and Zou Ping buried the lonely one alone. I will bring back the body of the yellow dog, burn it to the funeral home, and sprinkle it in front of Zou Ping's grave, so that I will be a companion. ”

He said this, but the scene that bothered him the most appeared in front of him.

It's ridiculous to say, he always felt that the yellow dog looked at him intentionally or unintentionally before jumping off the building, and what was contained in those eyes was definitely not something that an animal would have.

"Do you say Lao Liu, will he be ......?"

"What?"

"Nothing. ”

He shook his head, after all, he felt that it was too nonsense, and he was ashamed to speak. He took a large glass of cold beer and burped in good spirits.

When I looked up, I saw the Taoist priest pouring a glass of beer on the ground.

"What are you doing?"

"Let's pay tribute. ”

"Which one?"

"Yellow Dog. ”

Yuan Xiaochuan paused for a moment, and scolded with a smile:

"Eventful. ”