While the underground tunnel appeared, lights also lit inside, and the faint lights on the walls on both sides illuminated the entire tunnel very transparently.

Just as Xiao Yu and the other two were about to enter the secret passage, the police station also began to search here.

"Director Liu, those Taoists entered the back house, look at us..."

A middle-aged policeman looked at Director Liu and said with a sad face.

The shock to them tonight was so great that they still felt like they were dreaming now.

Where was Director Liu standing, looking at a document in his hand, listening to his subordinates' report, he immediately raised his head and said, "Please don't get close to that house. Wait until they come out to check. There are so many people here, even if there is something, they can't take it away."

"Besides, they have helped so much, we shouldn't be so harsh. The water is clear and there is no fish, especially for these people in the Xuanmen!"

"Send all the arrested people back to the bureau first, and inform the person to seize all the industries under Zhang Cuihua's name. All the people related to Zhang Cuihua will be arrested and brought to justice. Notify the tax bureau to investigate their taxes. Let's talk about the others later, you can arrange them."

Director Liu made a deep voice, without any hesitation in his voice.

"yes…".

The middle-aged policeman immediately went to make arrangements, but Director Liu was carrying his hands on his back, thinking about the scenes tonight.

"Oh, I'm worthy of being the young man Kiyoko likes. I'm really good at it, but now!"

Xiao Yu stood there and muttered to himself, then shook his head, sat on the sofa, and began to look around.

"Director, I found this."

As soon as Director Liu sat down, a policeman flew over, holding a notebook in his arms, as if he had investigated some information from Zhang Cuihua's computer.

"What did you find?"

Director Liu asked wherever he sat, frowned.

"Director, Zhang Cuihua not only has entertainment venues in An City, but also has branches in Beijing City. Zhang Cuihua is not her real name, his name is Kita Kinada Fengxue."

The police quickly showed all the information they investigated, among which Zhang Cuihua's personal introduction was on the first page.

"What else?" Director Liu asked again, looking at the computer.

"There is also a top-secret file, which records some people from the Xuanmen."

The policeman said, opening the electronic file, and a series of information popped up. Mr. Feng and the savior were among them, including some foreign werewolfs and Western vampires.

"The information shows that some Xuanmen forces in the world have social interactions with Zhang Cuihua, but they are not very deep, and there are more surrenders."

The technicians reported all the copied information to Director Liu.

"Transfer these information to my email address, print out a copy, and hand it over to several Taoist priests. We can't get involved in these things now, so we can only rely on them."

Director Liu said while continuing to look through the information, waiting for Xiao Yu and his friends to come out again.

Besides, Xiao Yu and the others had already entered the tunnel at this time. The tunnel was not very long. After a wooden floor stretched downward for about twenty meters for about twenty meters, the bottom became several close rooms.

The rooms are made of Japanese wooden structures, one by one, connected by another, and all sliding doors are opened, like a big room, where dozens of people can sleep at the same time.

But this place is not a place to sleep, but a conference room with a long wooden table and some seats, like a place to have a meeting.

On the wall on one side of the house, there is a world map with some red marks on the map, which should be the distribution range of the power of the Ju Sect.

Xiao Yu and the other two walked around the inside, and then continued to walk inside. At the back of the house, there were several meditative bedrooms. Behind the bedroom was an altar, and two rows of wooden people were visited on both sides of the altar.

The wooden man is more than one meter tall, with his arms spread out and standing in a cross.

In front of the wooden man is a circular altar with chrysanthemums of different colors in the altar. A painting of ink is hung on the wall opposite. The painting is a woman wearing a kimono and holding a beautiful chrysanthemum. The chrysanthemum has nine petals and different colors.

Under the ink painting that was more than one meter high, there was an altar with some fruits and other tributes on the table, two rows of porcelain men, and several tablets, with some Japanese words carved on it, which were not understood by Xiao Yu and others.

Xiao Yu looked at the porcelain men, stepped forward a few steps, picked up a porcelain man and looked at it, then reached out to the porcelain man, and a black light flew out of the porcelain, turning into a little boy wearing a red bellyband.

When the little boy saw Xiao Yu and others, he seemed very scared and kept retreating to the back.

Just as the little ghost was released, the wooden people around them began to tremble violently. The sound of friction between the wooden joints was like trying to capture the seven souls in this small basement, which made people feel upset.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yu and the ghost corpse quickly retreated and retreated to the periphery of the altar. Wherever the three of them stood, they looked at the wooden men with interest.

After trembling for a while, nine black gas flew out from it. The black gas flashed out and turned into several Japanese-style men and women.

These ghosts were wearing Japanese clothes, with hair entrenched on their heads, touching red rouge on their faces, and having two black circles in their eyes, which looked like they hadn't had a good sleep.

Qinglong also opened his eyes, looked at the nine ghosts, walked to Xiao Yu in a small way, and muttered in a low voice, "It's all ghost generals, the nine wooden men, they should be arranged according to the Jiuju."

Xiao Yu nodded and looked at the other party and said, "Zhang Cuihua is dead. Are you going to reincarnate yourself, or are you going to compete with me?"

Xiao Yu's voice came out, and the nine ghosts were talking for a while, as if they were discussing each other, and as if they were angry with Xiao Yu's provocation.

After talking for a while, several ghosts stood in a row, with five men and four women, female ghosts holding fans in their hands, and male ghosts holding samurai swords in their hands.

"Hmph, stubborn."

Xiao Yu snorted coldly and reached out to wave his hand. Wu Xuan's Ghost King appeared in front of him again. Wu Xuan knew what Xiao Yu meant to let him come out, so without waiting for the order, he could turn into a black light and wrap the ghost generals up.

Before the several ghost generals could react, they could not move and were directly imprisoned by Wu Xuan.

"Control first, and then it will be useful."

Xiao Yu did not ask Wu Xuan to kill the ghost general directly, but asked Wu Xuan to arrest him and waited to find out the news from them.

Several ghosts were bound by Wu Xuan with his soul power, and then they were kneaded into several black light balls, and then they were put away by Xiao Yu.

The ghost disappeared, and Xiao Yu looked up again to look for the little boy just now. At this time, the little boy disappeared directly, as if he had returned to the porcelain man.

"These little ghosts should be enslaved by Zhang Cuihua. I will put them away first and send them to the cycle of reincarnation another day."

Qinglong reminded from the side.

"Well, everyone searches separately. Don't take too long. Just leave quickly after finishing it."
Chapter completed!