Tang Qian was the first to walk in, and then his shout came from the wooden room.

"Oops!"

Zhou Sheng was young and was still the age when he was afraid of ghosts, but as soon as he hesitated, this Tang Qian seemed to be able to use spells, and he went in What am I afraid of, Zhou Sheng also stomped his feet and rushed in with his eyes closed. There are still footsteps behind him, it should be the female catcher and Lao Litou.

Then Zhou Sheng heard the screams of the female catcher, and then Lao Li Tou actually began to chant words, saying something that was silent, strange and confused, and muttered.

Zhou Sheng heard the screams of the female catcher but didn't hear her run out, his heart was a lot calmer, but he was still afraid, and slowly opened his eyes, he felt that every inch of skin and every muscle in his body were preparing to deal with any wind and grass, and his whole body was tense, as long as he opened his eyes and saw anything scary, he immediately closed his eyes, turned around and fled into the heavy rain outside, drenched is better than being eaten by some monster.

But the room was dim, and Zhou Sheng struggled to open his eyes a few times, but they were all squinted, and he couldn't see it really.

"I said, if you really keep your eyes closed so hard, aren't you afraid that you will be like that old man, so that you will never be able to open your eyelids again. Tang Qian seemed to like to use this method to tease Zhou Sheng, always smiling, and then saying something that made Zhou Sheng startled.

Zhou Sheng hurriedly opened his eyes after hearing this, and then the whole person was stunned.

There was only a few living people in the room, but a beggar lying on the table where the corpse was examined, this beggar was completely gone, his belly was swollen, bigger than the woman who was ten months pregnant, but it was not round, it was all uneven bumps, and the man was clearly not dead, he was panting.

His face was completely distorted, probably because of the pain, as well as the strange changes in his body, this person's head turned to the four people who entered the room at an angle that ordinary people could not reach: his head was facing the door, lying flat, but at this time his face was twisted towards Tang Qian and them.

Lao Li Tou was still chattering, and the female catcher barely held on to the door to stand, her legs were very weak, even if she saw those Jiang Yang thieves who were murderous and bloody, she would not have a little fear, and even dared to stretch out her knife in the face of those so-called "extremely murderous" masters, but compared to the current situation, the female catcher only wanted to have two more Jiang Yang thieves by herself, and she didn't have such a strange thing.

"Everybody's happy, everybody's happy. Tang Qian seems to be very good at destroying the atmosphere: "In this way, I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill anyone in the first place, and there is no reason to suspect me when I am alive, right, can this be solved?" Tang Qian stretched out his hand.

"This ...... What the hell is going on?" the female catcher was sure that she and the catcher at the door had carried the person back together, and it was definitely a dead man at the time, without breath, without any force on his limbs, and was carried into the room like a sack.

"Actually, it's not something incomprehensible, he has eaten blood rice. Tang Qian turned back to Zhou Sheng and said, "This time it's true, that thing just has such a boring and straightforward name." I'm actually not sure about the source of the blood rice, but there is speculation that the so-called elixir of the flesh and bones of the living dead is rare, and those who can be cultivated all of a sudden can be cultivated after eating it—even the elixir that is very powerful all of a sudden, basically does not exist. Blood rice is a substitute that has only appeared in recent years. ”

"It's something that goes against the sky. Tang Qian said: "A bowl of opening up the wisdom, expanding the meridians, strengthening the five bodies, the only drawback is luck, I heard that drinking this thing, it depends on luck, the good luck is what I said before, and the bad luck is what the picture looks like in front of you." ”

"Hiccup. It was the voice of the beggar with the eyes of a dead fish, and it was a gurgling in his throat, but he could not utter a word.

"Man is dead, dead completely, this is the process by which the blood rice in his body takes root and sprouts, from fruit to seed. When Tang Qian said these words, he was very flat, not at all like the smile he had before, what Zhou Sheng could feel was a kind of ...... Wretched.

"But I didn't kill this man, I killed him with what he ate, and I don't recommend that you cut open his stomach and check it or something, find a place to bury it, and after two years what fruit will grow on his grave and eat it will prolong his life." Tang Qian shook his hand, and the big shackles were unexpectedly undone, and the shackles were not opened, more like his hands passing through the shackles.

Tang Qian raised his hand and stuffed the shackles into the hands of the female catcher, and the whole person was about to collapse, a pair of shackles was light for a person like her who practiced martial arts, but she shook it, as if she couldn't bear the weight of the shackles. Tang Qian said: "Do you know this now?" He seemed to be asking a question, but the direction of his eyes already had an answer.

There was a man standing in the rain, he didn't have an umbrella, because there was a tall woman next to him who was holding an oil-paper umbrella, the tall woman had a pair of slender and full legs, which made her half a head taller than the man he was giving an umbrella, and she had a green hosta pinned to her head, which was very beautiful without fat powder.

The rain fell on her face, but she didn't notice it.

When Zhou Sheng saw this woman, he seemed familiar but not sure.

And this man has a mediocre appearance, a Chinese face, a beard that is not long, and he is wearing an official uniform.

The female catcher and Lao Li Tou hurriedly adjusted the clothes on their bodies, bowed and saluted: "I've seen Liu Taishou." ”

L.A. is too guarded.

"This must be Mr. Tang Qian?" said Liu Taishou with a smile, and he smiled very kindly.

"Which Mr. Tang Qian?" said Tang Qian.

"That Mr. Tang Qian of Zhongzhou Danqing Wizard. Liu Taishou said.

Tang Qian shook his head again and again: "It's not that I'm not me, I've heard that Tang Qian can draw, I can't, he can also draw dead people, I won't, I want to leave with this child, Taishou You also see what's going on inside, I don't seem to have any reason to stay in your realm, I'll take this child first, how?" When he spoke, he had already pulled Zhou Sheng out, walked in front of Taishou, and stopped.

Liu Taishou was stunned for a moment, then with a smile, he gave in sideways: "Then I don't know what Mr. Tang Qian has about the follow-up of this matter?" It was very strange that Liu Taishou saw the strange appearance of the beggar in the house, but he just smiled and was not afraid.

"Buried, do a ritual, if you feel that you can't convince the public, just come a few more, just say something monster or something, it's good, do it, although you haven't made the city full of wind and rain......" Tang Qian wiped a handful of raindrops on his face, and then didn't say anything, almost carrying Zhou Sheng, and walked towards the outside of the yamen.

When Tang Qian walked out of the yamen, he didn't see the catcher who was sheltering from the rain, and muttered to himself: "...... But there is no such thing as an impermeable wall. ”