"Then stop talking nonsense, hurry up." After that, I contacted Wu Biao to see the body, and then drove to the city bureau with the accelerator. In the morgue, I saw the body of a man from Yanshimen, who was as coke as the charcoal.

Lu Shangqin walked directly to the head of one of the dead bodies and opened his eyes.

What is terrifying is that the black corpse's eyes were actually green. Under the pale light, such a corpse looked particularly strange. Lu Shangqin said: "This is called Luoyuecao, which is the method of Pangu Sect. It is a highly poisonous Yin skill. It is strange. This person can control corpses and Luoyuecao. How can a person learn the strengths of two families? It is not consistent with reason or reason." After that, he closed his eyes and thought carefully.

Until I was so anxious that I almost fainted, he opened his eyes and said, "Fellow Daoist, think about it carefully, have you ever encountered a master who uses poison in Donglin City?"

"A master of poison? Always..." As soon as I said this, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind, so I turned to it: "If I want to say humans, I have never seen it, but I have seen a tree called a lantern fruit tree. The fruits of this tree are extremely toxic. Could it be that this tree has become a spirit?"

Lu Shangqin said: "This is absolutely impossible. There are no such things in the world. But have you ever thought about it? If there are indeed people from Pangu Sect who need the fruit pulp of the lantern fruit tree, then the rat demon will become his biggest obstacle. So it is also possible if people from Pangu Sect want to use you to kill the rat demon."

"Are you sure this time?"

"Is it him that I can be sure of?" Lu Shangqin said.

"Uncle Master, you are not planning to find..."

Lu Shangqin said: "The Taoist Sect in the World is a family. Since I promised to help him to the end of the family affairs of fellow Daoist Yang, there is no reason to give up halfway."

"But is it appropriate for us to provoke someone with the surname Pang?"

Lu Shangqin glanced at He Ziyu, and his expression suddenly became serious and said, "Ziyu, can human life be abandoned halfway?"

He Ziyu said with a red face: "Ziyu knew he was wrong." Although he said that, he could hear that he was reluctant to say what he said.

Lu Shangqin pretended not to hear it and said to me: "Fellow Daoist, please drive us to a place. If this matter is really related to Pangu Sect, I will definitely be able to find out the news."

At this point, my disgust towards Lu Shangqin gradually faded. At least I am a person who will say what he said. From this point of view, I am a famous person, at least I am not losing in terms of temperament. This time I got on the bus, Lu Shangqin pointed to the road more and more detached. In addition to the suburbs of Lingquan City, I continued to go down. Is this going to take a long distance? Thinking of this, I said, "Master Dao, where are you going? I really don't have much time to delay."

"Don't worry, this mastermind must know that the rat demon is not dead, so he will not hurt your family at the moment. If you really kill the rat demon, that would be a big trouble." Lu Shangqin expressed my concern in my heart in one sentence. It turned out that not only I think so, but people with insight will think so, so I can't kill the rat demon no matter what.

"But I heard from Taoist He that this person doesn't seem to be a very easy person to get along with?" I said.

"Well... Pangu Cult is a cult organization in the typical sense. This is not the definition of mainstream and non-mainstream. Pangu Cult is a cult. As far as I know, the seven poison formulas are used to the hearts of the people. Therefore, since ancient times, good and evil have not been in harmony. From my perspective, Pangu Cultists should be eliminated." Lu Shangqin said.

"In other words, what we are looking for now is actually a wrong way?"

"The exact way is to say it is a cult demon." Lu Shangqin added.

I am a post-80s generation, and the book I read the most is the martial arts novels of Jin Gu and Liang Wen. So although I have never seen a "cult demon", I am actually very familiar with these people. Because the four martial arts masters outlined the faces of countless cult demons, Ren Woxing, Shangguan Jinhong and other ruthless characters have always lingered in my memory and never disappeared. I always feel that these people are some real villains, ruthless, but they are also brave. They are also a type of people I admire more. At least they are not artificial and hypocritical. Although they are not considered heroes, they are also men.

My mood suddenly changed from fear to nervousness, but instead I was looking forward to meeting such people, imagining that one day I could talk to these cults like the heroes in martial arts novels, and then force them to release my family unconditionally. Is this feeling particularly a bunker? It is particularly cool?

Later, I even gasped for nervousness. He Ziyu thought I was afraid and comforted me, "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, your family will definitely come home safely."

But I was full of my mind thinking about how to speak after meeting to get momentum. I don’t know how long I drove the car. It was already bright. A small village with birds singing and flowers scenting and green smoke appeared in front of me. Looking from the national highway, I saw a large area of ​​corn fields. Although I had already finished the autumn harvest, the corn poles in the fields had not yet withered completely. It seemed that the golden and magnificent area was spectacular.

Lu Shangqin said: "You park your car on the side of the road and let's enter the village."

I drove off the national highway and parked on a gravel road. After getting off the car, Lu Shangqin walked towards the village first. I suddenly felt a little strange. Don’t the cult monsters live in high mountains or in bamboo forests with a rich artistic conception, and live in densely populated villages. What is this going to make a fuss? Could this village be the old nest of the "Pangu Sect". Lu Shangqin led the three of us to the dragon pond and tiger den? This is quite awesome.

When I walked to the entrance of the village, I saw two old men wearing blue labor clothes squatting on the ground, playing chess with cigarettes in their arms. They must be the demon who was disguised as a disguise. I said to myself.

Lu Shangqin said: "Old man, is Pang Dahai at home?"

"Here, it's just a wine shop at the entrance of the village." An old man pointed at the village without raising his head.

Following the direction of his finger, you can see a small tiled house not far away. There is a dirty flag on the left side of the door. The slogan is so classic. There are five big words written on it: "Three bowls are not enough to stand."

This naked pirated copy made me unable to believe my eyes. Is the cult demon so uncultured? There is no original spirit at all. Then I saw an obese woman with messy hair coming out of the restaurant and sweeping the ground in the yard with a broom. She tried very hard, as if she wanted to scrape off a layer of skin.

Lu Shangqin walked to the gate of the courtyard surrounded by fences and said, "Sister-in-law, is Pang Dahai at home?"

"This thousand-killed man went to pee last night. Don't buy wine. There wasn't even a piss in the wine jar." She shouted at us with a red face and thick neck like crazy.

I was secretly surprised. Could it be that this is the wife of the "cult demon"? She is afraid that she is still a high-level scholar in the Pangu Sect?

Lu Shangqin seemed a little embarrassed and quickly took us out of the door of the restaurant. He Ziyu frowned and said, "Uncle Master, this person is elusive, it's not easy to find him."

"Since his family is here, where can people go? The Pang Dahai family has a fierce wife, everyone knows where he dares to go." Lu Shangqin said.

"Is this his wife? It's so fierce. This cult demon has far less ability than his wife, right?" I said.

"His wife is just an ordinary person, and her skills are definitely not as good as Pang Dahai." Lu Shangqin said.

"I'll go, that's a destruction of my views. I always thought that cult monsters are elegant and awesome. They don't lack money wherever they go, and they always look so arrogant. How could they be restrained by such an ugly shrew?" I said.

"You are talking about this because you are a shrew, you can cure the vast sea." He Ziyu tried his best not to let him laugh out loud.

Before he finished speaking, a rapid voice came and said, "Hurry up the mountain and take a look. The Heban Village is blocking the river again." This voice was thick and loud, instantly cutting through the tranquility of the village. A middle-aged man in tattered clothes jumped out of the woods in the distance and rushed towards the village. He didn't run far away but saw four or five men holding sickles and feces chasing him tightly.

This man's voice was more miserable than slapping a pig, but the village was still quiet and there was no one to come out to watch the fun.

The shrew who was sweeping the floor rolled up his arms and sleeves, picked up a bench and came towards him.
Chapter completed!