Although Qingfeng did not agree with this way of cultivation in his heart, he did not have any evil feelings, after all, in folk and Taoist beliefs, there is a famous god who is famous in this way.

That's right, this deity is the 'Blessed Town House Holy Monarch' who was enshrined on the altar by Zhong Fabai, and the Heavenly Master Zhong Kui, who has several positions as a door god judge.

The legend of Zhong Kui is familiar to people, and Zhong Fabai enshrines the portrait of Zhong Kui, which is to be vigilant at all times, not to step into the wrong way.

"Thank you Qingfeng Daoyou for reminding me, I Zhong Fabai is determined to keep righteousness and seclusion all my life, and I will never be greedy for merit!" Hearing Qingfeng's caring words, Zhong Fabai thanked him with a serious face.

Qingfeng smiled slightly when he heard this, and then proposed to communicate with the other party in terms of Taoism, although the techniques of the Yinshan Sect were relatively weird, but the essence of them was still worth learning from him.

And Zhong Fabai also gladly accepted it after hearing this, you must know that their ghost refining hall is only the folk law line of Maoshan, and naturally there will not be too many upper halal laws left.

In fact, he had long wanted to communicate with Qingfeng, the orthodox Shangqing descendant, but he didn't take the initiative to mention it because he was afraid that the other party would lose face if he refused.

Now that the two hit it off, what is there to hesitate, immediately add tea and boil water, light the fragrance and talk about it.

It wasn't until it was dark and it was almost time for the people to meet that they stopped communicating and drove to the police station.

"I said a few Taoist leaders, you are finally here, if it wasn't for the director's order, we would have left after work a long time ago!"

At the sentry of the police station, Meng Chao and Jin McKee looked at the time on their watches, and complained to the four Qingfeng with unhappy faces.

Originally, tonight, they finally asked a few female policemen in the bureau to go to the bar to have a good time, and even the small umbrellas that might be used at night were ready.

But who knew that when he left, he was left behind by Superintendent Hu, saying that he was going to wait for those Taoist priests to check something during the day, which is not a good thing for bad people.

"Hehe, I'm really sorry to keep the two laymen waiting for a long time, but it's not too late to fight quickly, how do we start here?" Seeing this, Qingfeng smiled kindly.

"Then what are you waiting for, come in quickly, maybe we can catch up with the wine party!"

Meng Chao and Jin Maiji were overjoyed when they heard this, and hurriedly said hello to the uniformed police on duty at the sentry, and brought the four of Qingfeng into the police station.

"Three fellow Daoists, the area of this police station is not small, each of us is responsible for a direction, if there is a discovery, you can ask the sir next to you to help notify each other!"

In the hall on the first floor of the police station, after Qingfeng finished speaking, he took Meng Chao, who was in charge of following him, and walked towards the place where the yin qi was most abundant in the eyes of the law.

Don't look at the police station in the film as if it is only a small three-story building, but in the real world, it is just an office building.

After passing through a corridor connecting the two buildings, Qingfeng came to the place where the yin qi of the police station was the heaviest, and looked at the various charms hidden in the surrounding walls in the eyes of the law, and couldn't help but nod appreciatively.

It was indeed a clever way for those predecessors to trap those evil ghosts in the ghosts with an artificially established pattern when their cultivation was insufficient.

Under normal circumstances, as long as the police station exists for one day, those evil spirits will never come out, but now that they have the potential to get out of trouble, it is definitely someone who is doing something bad in the shadows.

"Qingfeng Dao Chief, further down is the place where the prisoners are held, I think we should go and have a look elsewhere!"

Meng Chaohu looked at Qingfeng suspiciously, how could this person be so different from the other three Taoist priests, everyone was holding a compass with a solemn look.

He was fine, and his calm attitude was as if he had returned to his own home, and he didn't even go anywhere, and walked straight to the place where the prisoner was being held.

"I guess I want to rob the criminals!"

Meng Chao suddenly had this idea in his mind, and as soon as his heart tightened, he quietly touched the police gun under the hem of his clothes, and if the other party really did it, he would not hesitate to draw the gun and shoot.

"Officer Meng, Poor Dao told you Superintendent Hu before, as long as it belongs to this police station, I can go anywhere~"

Looking at Meng Chao's panicked face, Qingfeng couldn't help but think of the little Wencai who stayed by his senior brother's side, whether he would be like this when he grew up.

I don't know how they are doing now, how long the world where the senior brother is located has passed, and if he can't contact him for a long time, the senior brother will worry about him.

"The director did say so, but after all, this place is different from other places, although the prisoners locked up inside have not been officially convicted, but Daoist, you'd better not contact them!"

Meng Chao didn't let down his vigilance when he heard this, even if the other party didn't want to rob the prisoner, but what if he came to collude with the prisoner, he couldn't afford this responsibility as an ordinary police officer.

"Officer Meng, don't worry, Poor Dao promises to just go in and have a look, and never have the slightest contact with the prisoners inside!"

Hearing Qingfeng's assurance, Meng Chao hesitated for a while, and then agreed, anyway, if something happened, the director was on it, why did he do that kind of heart as a little police officer.

"Thank you!"

With that, Qingfeng walked inside, and stopped in front of an empty wall, and frowned.

"Dao Chief, why are you staring at a wall, there are no flowers growing on it, let's hurry up, I'm still in a hurry!" Meng Chao immediately urged when he saw this.

"May I ask Officer Meng, has anyone been killed on this wall?"

Automatically ignoring the other party's urging voice, Qingfeng asked Meng Chao with a solemn face, in his eyes, the wall in front of him was filled with black gas, and there was ghost qi leaking out of it all the time.

The spell that should have been carved all over the wall had dissipated for the most part, and looked like it had been corroded.

At the same time, an evil curse aura hovered over the walls, feeding on the yin qi leaking from the ghostly sting, wreaking havoc on the intact spells around it.

"Ah, Daoist, why are you asking this, we are a police station here, how can we let the prisoner die here!"

Meng Chao was shocked when he heard the question, and then hurriedly denied it, didn't all the people who knew about the original thing sign a confidentiality agreement, how did this Taoist priest know.

"Really!"

From the other party's stunned expression and flawed words, Qingfeng had already obtained the information he wanted to know, and after sighing lightly, he stopped mentioning the matter.

In fact, he just wanted to make sure, and when he first saw the evil curse on the wall, he had already guessed the cause of the problem at the police station.

With his own soul as a sacrifice, he would rather never be reborn than break the seal of the police station, and release those evil ghosts in the ghosts, except for the little devils, no one else will do it.

"Please ask Officer Meng to inform them to come here to gather, just say that Poor Dao has found the root of the matter!"

After explaining to Meng Chao beside him, Qingfeng silently waited for the arrival of others, while thinking of a solution to the problem in his mind.