The air is always clear after heavy rain. When the car is driving on the wet road, will it splash a splash of water and bring a fresh air from the rolled window.

There are very few people on the streets. In the stuffy summer, such a cool and quiet night will always make people relax all the time, but this does not include me.

Before leaving, I called Qin Hainian. This was the Nth call I called her on this day. Lao Zhou's disappearance has made me extremely anxious. I don't want something happening to Qin Hainian again.

So, after making a big fuss in the police station and having an agreement with Lao Bei, I would call Qin Hainian almost every half an hour. After confirming that she and Grandma Wen were safe, I would feel relieved.

I don’t know who I can rely on and trust, because I have no choice but to choose what I want to do next. What I want to do is dangerous for me. I am really worried that Qin Hainian and Grandma Wen are staying alone in Lao Zhou’s house. I can only choose to ask Lao Bei to instruct Director Li to take them to the police station and protect them temporarily.

I know this requirement is too much, so I only asked this before leaving. Only in this way can I feel a little more at ease and do what I want to do.

Fortunately, Lao Bei agreed to my request and told me that under normal circumstances, he would not leave the police station, and the safety of Qin Hainian and Grandma Wen was still guaranteed. If I could really find the cat demon and that man, it would be a great achievement.

"A great achievement? I don't know if I will give me a banner and write about it as an excellent citizen." While driving, I was talking to myself in the car, and then took out a cigarette from my shirt and pocket to light it and talked to myself in this way, which made me feel a little relaxed.

In the passenger seat next to me, there was a pocket containing the things Lao Bei gave me, a Sanqing Bell, a Soul-Suppressing Seal, and a purple Evil-Breaking Talisman.

To be honest, among these things, except for the purple evil-breaking talisman that was useful to me, the other two were of no use to me at all.

Because my master is the formation, the Soul-Suppressing Seal can barely be used as a form-pressing object. For the Three Clear Bell, I don’t know how to shake it. As for the purple evil-breaking talisman, it is really useful, but it also allows me to see Lao Bei’s ‘luxury’.

Purple, I felt like I was getting rich when I held it. If I could draw talismans, there happened to be a piece of purple talisman paper. If I didn’t draw a top-level talisman, how could I be worthy of purple talisman paper? But what Ren Lao Bei said was lightly: "I can make tools, but I can't draw talismans. I can only find friends to sell favors and helped me draw some commonly used ones."

"What is the difference between using purple talisman paper for lighting cigarettes and using a hundred-dollar US dollar bill for lighting cigarettes?" I cursed, but while driving, I still put the talisman paper in the pocket of my shirt, cherishing my actions.

As for these two magic weapons, from the fluctuations I sensed, they are also very good magic weapons, but it is useless for me to hold them.

So, I arrogantly sniffed a puff of cigarettes and said to myself: "When I become the boss in the circle of cultivators in the future, I will use this to reward me."

I laughed at myself in this spirit. The car had already driven into the entrance of the community where I live. Speaking of which, because of this incident, I felt that I hadn't been home for a long time.

After parking the car, I took out the magic weapon given by Lao Bei from the car and held it in my hand and teased me. I was still moved by Lao Bei's actions as late as the streets in the middle of the night. At this moment, the community where I am is already very quiet. My hurried steps echoed in the open community, and it seemed a little lonely no matter how I heard it.

Soon, I got home, opened the door and turned on the lights. Everything in the house was no different from the dirty clothes I threw on the sofa a few days ago to prepare for washing. I still walked on the sofa and used to burn incense for my ancestor who was a little slutty and demented. But when I saw the ground in the living room, my eyes couldn't help but jump, but I walked over as if nothing had happened, lit three incenses, and respectfully incense for the portrait of my ancestor.

Then, I blew my mouth and calmly inserted the incense into the incense burner. Then, I suddenly quickly took out something from the incense burner and shouted: "I have seen you, come out."

However, the whole room was still so quiet that there was no sound at all except for the rustling curtains that were swept by the night wind.

I swallowed and walked carefully to each room to the kitchen where the door was covered. I kicked the toilet open, but I didn't notice that my palm was sweating. I walked closer to the darker window in the bedroom. The cool breeze poured in. I turned on the lights and there was no existence in the bedroom.

And what I mean by existence does not mean a guy who can be seen with the naked eye, but even so, there is nothing.

I breathed a sigh of relief and pinched the things on my hand and collapsed on my bed. In just two minutes of examination, my whole body was covered with sticky sweat. I was not a soldier, but a special thing was sprinkled on the place where I used to sit on the coffee table in the living room for fun.

That thing is the "current fan", that is, when I was fighting the cat demon at Grandma Wen's house that night, I just wanted to know if there would be a "good friend" coming to my house for a walk when I was asleep.

This idea is two-dimensional, but no one can understand my loneliness. I think there are only three cultivators in the world, and I am still abandoned that loneliness.

I always feel that it is more proving such supernatural things, as if my world will be different from others. But in recent years, I have lived a peaceful and calm life every day when I come back to burn incense to my ancestors, I will habitually look at the coffee table under the coffee table without any movement every time.

Today, when there is an urgent matter, I went to take a look purely because I found that there was an extremely clear mark on it. This mark was big, bigger than the footprints of an ordinary adult man. However, it looked very weird, maybe because it was incomplete, it looked like a palm and a claw. In short, I can't recognize what it was?

Such a strange thing made me suddenly nervous. In my own "old lair", it was impossible for me to leave a backup plan. For example, I specialize in formations, so there are hidden formations at home. Normal people can't even think of where it is. It was painted in the lampshade by me using special array materials.

Because I can't do spiritual awareness, I suddenly had a whim to draw the lampshade when I pulled the lampshade, a small mechanism designed by me would automatically put down a small array seal, and the array in the lampshade would be activated. This array has no other function, just to let ghosts and ghosts hide.

However, nothing can replace the Heavenly Eye even under this formation, the spiritual sense of ordinary people cannot be seen, or they can only see a vague shadow. As for me, there is no problem, and I can see clearly what.

I don’t know how bored I have been in the past few years, so I have done these things now, in this crisis, it seems to be a complete necessity.

Then, thinking about the thing in my hand, my brows frowned. It was actually a very small porcelain bottle, which contained a blood-red liquid.

As for what it is, I asked the master, and the master said to me without even raising his eyelids: "In the most dangerous time, I will save your life."

How can this liquid save his life? I was puzzled, but the master just sighed and didn't explain it to me. What I was even more confused was that, like someone like me who wished to come to me every day, how could he encounter a situation where he needed to save his life? Similarly, I definitely couldn't get any answer from my master.

For a long time, I felt that my master must have valued my senior brother more because I always felt that he had hidden a lot of things from me, but when I saw my senior brother, I seemed to know everything, and I would not be jealous. After all, my senior brother is very outstanding, and I am a weird guy with poor spiritual sense and strong soul. Even if my master comforts me, I am an alternative genius.

Besides, the days on the mountain are quite warm, and their care and affection for me are true, so I don’t need to care who my master values ​​more. Even if I can’t help but feel sad, why do many things ‘exclude’ me?

Under the bright light, I felt that I was really thinking too much and almost forgot that I would come to do something more important, but I was not sure about it. I jumped up from the bed, but when I got out of bed, I kicked something.

I looked down in confusion and saw that it was an open box. The box was filled with a colorful white fox skin. I was stunned for a moment. I clearly remember that I liked this thing too much. In order to avoid temptation, I stuffed it under the bed. Why did it suddenly appear here? And it was still open?

It’s true that my sweat came out again when I recalled the half-weird claw print in the living room. My home was already visited when I was away.

But I didn't take away half of the item, and even opened the box without turning it around much. What does it mean? What is the purpose?
Chapter completed!