I took a deep breath, raised my hand and took back all the twelve secrets of the Yin Certificate backpacks, and then took back three pieces of exposed equipment: "According to what you said, this pot has been prepared for a long time. It's time to seize the right time to put the pot on us intact?"

"right!"

Zhao Huohuo nodded in agreement with me.

"Then he can calculate it? Why did he find the timing so accurately?"

I scratched my head, turned on my phone flashlight, aimed at the grass to light it back and forth, wanting to see if there were any other missing places or equipment used by people to detect the situation on the scene.

"elder brother!"

When we were talking, Yu Xiang Roushi pierced half of our bodies into the trash can, flipped left and right and took out a small black eavesdropper from it. The back of the black eavesdropper flashed with low light that was normal for booting.

After a few simple tricks, Yu Xiang's pork shredded meat pulled out of the trash can and walked over and handed me the eavesdropper: "High-tech, but when King Chujiang appeared, I don't know if it was recorded or not."

"Now this ghost is a real ghost!"

I took the eavesdropping device and felt helpless in my heart. I never expected that this era of ghosts had kept up with the development of the times and chose to combine scientific power to seek money and kill people. Unlike in the past, they would only hide in dark places, in the mountains and forests, in the deep courtyard, waiting for humans to come, and deceive them to take the bait.

“It’s really different.”

Yu Xiang's pork shredded from the bottom of his heart, because among us, he regards handling supernatural incidents as a profession. Although his work is not good this year, he is definitely much better than us and has a wider range of knowledge.

But since he met me, one thing is more complicated than another, far beyond what he can handle within his Taoist practice.

"I will not stop after the Central Festival."

I pinched the wiretap, and suddenly had an idea, and cursed at the wiretap: "Man! Are you playing Huahua? Wait for me to find you, I will definitely use this wiretap** as a tm vibrator!"

"Click!"

I threw the eavesdropper directly on the ground and slashed it.

"What's going on next?"

Yu Xiang Rou Shi and Zhao Huohuo were unsure of their minds and didn't know what to do next.

"Born, hard."

I picked up Zhao Huohuo, walked out of the green grass, and strided forward towards home. I believed that everything would be clear when I got home.

...

I followed the navigation route for ten minutes.

It's already four o'clock in the morning.

In the early autumn of the Northeast, the nights are long and the day is short. It will take until after 6:40 in the morning to be completely dawn. So it is still drowsy and cloudy, and there seems to be thunder and lightning in the sky, as if the last heavy rain after the Zhongyuan Festival is about to irrigate every inch of soil in Songdong.

It is always stuffy before the storm and rain come.

I stood downstairs of my own house, touched the sweat caused by overwork, summoned three pieces of equipment again, put down Zhao Huohuo, and patiently reminded: "You can find a place to play for a while first, don't go upstairs with us, and you will not be afraid if you look at me like this?"

"You are my uncle...what am I afraid of?"

Zhao Huohuo said honestly, obeying my words, trotting all the way out of the community with his limbs and finding a place that he considers himself safe.

"Then I'll find a place to hide for a while, too?"

Perhaps the hall of Yu Xiang Rousi’s house played a role. At this time, he noticed that there was something terrible nearby, so he felt guilty and wanted to leave me, avoid it, and hide.

"You can hide from your uncle! Elbow, come in with me!"

I forced his arm with a heavy accent and went upstairs together with him.

When I reached the slow platform of the corridor between the third and fourth floors, I found that the door of the house was open, and the light inside shone in the corridor, without any strange sounds or any miscellaneous aura. On the contrary, the Yin Qi, which originally belonged to the Yin Tang family, dissipated completely at this moment. It should be those so-called ghost immortals who saw that the situation was not good, so they stopped and ran away.

I held the whisk of the ancestor in my left hand and inserted my right hand into my trouser pocket. My face was not red or breathless, and my steps were steady and I went upstairs step by step.

When I just stepped onto the fourth floor, a voice that couldn't tell the difference between men and women came from the house: "Are you here?"

"I can't come back yet?"

I walked into the house calmly, took off my shoes without raising my head, picked up a pair of slippers on the shoe rack and changed into it.

"Yes, you're pretty calm!"

The sound was from the sofa on the side of the security door of the Cong security door.

"What can I do if I am calm or not? Can I kill someone or what?"

I replied with a fierce tone, walked straight to the middle of the living room, stood at the center point, still putting one hand in my pocket, tilting my head and looking at the taxi driver sitting on the sofa with disdain, and said in a cold voice: "I really didn't expect it was you."

"I have a grudge with Liu Shancong!"

The taxi driver lit a Hongta Mountain, and his voice remained unchanged, but his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted, as if his body was not controlled by himself. It was always someone else who replaced his soul and spoke.

"He is hated, why don't you punish him to death?"

I mocked the ancestor in extreme resentment and turned the whisk into a scimitar.

"I can't beat..."

The taxi driver frowned, and his two fingers holding cigarettes were trembling, as if he was facing Liu Shancong, the notorious in the underworld, with his own eyes: "I originally thought that after a year of change, I could not beat him. But when I saw him far away that day, I knew that it was easy for him to deal with me."

"You're really just picking the persimmons and pinching them?"

I straightened my chest, and the aura of my vagina filled my limbs and bones, guiding my own Taoist practice to a higher level, far less than the coldness of the system rating.

"No……"

The taxi driver smoked a cigarette and spit out thick smoke. He then said slowly: "You are different from other people. Their human nature has been completely lost, and your human nature is still there, and you still have a righteous Libra in your heart."

"Really, I don't believe you said this."

Seeing that he was willing to talk to me, I simply continued to communicate as he wished, while also looking for the weakness of the taxi driver.

"If you believe it or not, justice will not increase or decrease."

The taxi driver said an ambiguous sentence, using two fingers to twist the cigarette butts to burn his fingers, and he didn't know the pain.

"Are you fuckingly educated?"

I saw that the fire between his eyebrows was not completely extinguished. Through this, I learned that the real reason why his mouth and eyes were crooked was that the two souls in his body were ruling over the body, which led to his appearance.

"Let's make a bet between us."

The taxi driver drooled and started to speak in a difficult manner.

"I don't have good gambling."

I pulled out my hand in my pocket and snapped my fingers to summon the lucky dice.

"I'm okay with gambling."

The taxi driver casually said: "The five Buddha statues representing the five desires are already four in your hands, and two have been absorbed by your body. Without this Buddha statue, I have been hurt and cannot cause any major storms."

"Is it still lying?"

I questioned him with a glaring eyes: "If you can't do it, how did those fools die? I even put the pot on me."

"They deserve to die!"

The taxi driver took out an unsealed envelope from his uniform underwear pocket and threw it on the coffee table. Several photos slid out of the envelope.

“These are the evidence I have collected.”

The taxi driver bowed and asked me to see these photos: "You can take a look at it yourself. After reading it, you will know how much these scums from Chujiang Palace hate people."

"oh?"

I took two steps forward, picked up the envelope, and took out the photos from it.

There are eight photos in total, all of which are secretly taken from a hidden perspective.

The first picture is a white and clean boy who is eating the heart of a dark red creature with a hearty smile, as if he is tasting the most delicious food in the world.

The second picture is a middle-aged woman playing red rmbs in a nightclub. Countless men below shouted for her and were intoxicated by her.

The third picture is an elderly man. He sat on the chair of the Grand Master, and the bloody corpses of five people in the family were surrounded by the bloody corpses of five.

The fourth picture is a withered middle-aged man begging for mercy, but this photo is accompanied by a sentence, saying: I will kill them with my own hands, I will just live.

...

Eight...Eight photos show the broken emotions and six desires of this world beyond the limit, making troubles on the edge of moral bottom line.

"The first one is a young master from the Bai family in the underworld who has experienced the hearts of various nationally protected animals in the world."

"The second picture is a woman in Chujiang Palace who likes to use money to cheat beauty and then squeeze out the innate energy of these men."

"The third one is also the secret of Chujiang Palace. Because of the special nature of his secret body, he was tortured and ran away and killed his family during his lifetime."

"The fourth one is the secret of Chujiang Palace. In order to survive, he actually told me that he could kill his first wife and the old mother who raised him with his own hands."

The taxi driver had anger in his eyes, but his tone was very calm. He said word by word: "Do you think these evil deeds who do evil in the world should be killed?! Who will judge who is right or wrong?!"
Chapter completed!