Feng Wuyao's words are not exaggerating.

Being able to put mantras without people knowing it is indeed a chill on their backs.

What if it is not a fortune-telling talisman, but a death-telling talisman?

Isn't that the truth is unexplained?

Qin Zicheng ordered people to increase patrol efforts, even the same was true in the city.

To the outside world, it was just said that the Chinese New Year was coming soon. In order to let the people have a good New Year, they strengthened their military patrols and welcomed a burst of praise from the people.

These days, Qin Zicheng and Feng Wuyao are very busy.

I basically don’t sleep much at night, I only sniff for a while if I have time during the day.

If the other party is an evil cultivator and wants to harm others, he will definitely choose to be at night.

So, the two of them have been checking the traces of the evil cultivator recently.

God pays off on those who are determined. They finally caught the person after three days of perseverance.

This person claims his surname is Hao and his name is Hao Erlang.

When Jin Wu searched, he did find that there was a road sign on him, and the name written on it was indeed Hao Erlang.

And its original borrowing shows Liaocheng.

"I, I really only learned these kinds of things. Master said before that I was not good at learning skills, but I refused to pass on my new spells. After I studied hard for a while, I could barely practice this lucky spell, so I just made some money to make a living."

"All nonsense!"

Qin Zicheng kicked the man away with one kick.

With this method, if the other party gives less money, he may not be willing to accept it.

"Say, why didn't you do it yourself, but instead taught that young man to use this spell by himself?"

"I have no choice. At that time, I was injured and was saved by him. Then I thought about saving my life, and I had to repay it. It happened that he said that I was a dislike for thousands of people and did nothing smoothly. But the other person in the same dormitory went well, so I thought about helping him get lucky."

"Just help him get the fortune?"

Hao Erlang's eyes flashed clearly, and Feng Wuyao snorted coldly, "I still refuse to tell the truth. You really need a lesson!"

With his fingers moving, a mantra talisman had hit his forehead.

This scene looks quite terrifying.

It's like a zombie being pasted on a talisman.

"You know how to capture souls?"

"meeting."

“Who taught?”

Hao Erlang's eyes were dull and he said everything.

"Do you know Meng Yunhe?"

"know."

"Do you know who his master is?"

"Master."

The few people were stunned, but unexpectedly they caught a useful little fish.

It turned out to be Meng Yunhe's nephew?

"Do you know where Meng Yunhe is now?"

"I don't know. I made a mistake and was driven down the mountain by my master, and then ordered me to travel around and practice."

"Do you know your master's name?"

"I don't know the name of the master, but others respectfully call him Anshan layman."

Qin Zicheng whispered, "This should be a number. As for the real name, it should be to avoid people discovering it and not mention it deliberately."

"Is it possible that it is a member of the Gaoyi tribe?"

"It is possible to dodge like this. It is both soul-catching and talismans. The other party has many methods, but I am afraid that the goal is not small."

The two of them looked at each other and had reached a tacit understanding.

As for Hao Erlang, after being asked a few more questions, he asked Jin Wu to take him down and lock him up first.
Chapter completed!