Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

After sending Xu Qingwan back to Baohe Hall, Fang Lin drove to the river and sat on a stone chair on the river bank for tourists to rest.

Breathing the cool breeze and looking at the tranquil river, I sat there for an hour.

In this silent night, he didn't know where to go.

I originally wanted to contact Gao Meilan in the afternoon, but Xu Qingwan called me to the hospital to see Monica for treatment, plus eat and watch a movie. After I came out of the police station and sent Xu Qingwan home, it was already eleven o'clock at night.

It was too late, so I didn't want to disturb Gao Meilan's rest.

After all, Gao Meilan has been having a hard time filming these past few days.

After lighting a cigarette, he suddenly stamped his foot three times and shouted: "Song Youzhe."

After a moment, an oval-shaped black light mirror appeared from above the river. A fat black man emerged from the black light. After landing, he walked quickly towards Fang Lin.

When he walked in front of Fang Lin, all the black mist covering his body disappeared, and his true appearance was revealed. It was Hei Wuchang and Song Youzhe under the Chenghuang Temple of Handong Province.

Song Youzhe stood respectfully in front of Fang Lin, raised his hands and asked, "The Immortal has summoned this young man. What is his mission?"

Fang Lin said: "There's nothing wrong, I'm just a little bored. If you have time, you might as well sit with me and have a chat."

"Uh...huh?" Song Youzhe was stunned.

Fang Lin asked: "Why, is it inconvenient?"

"Convenient, convenient."

Song Youzhe was so beautiful that snot bubbles almost appeared in his nose, and he said with a smile: "I have been very lonely for hundreds of years, and I wish I could chat with someone.

It's a pity that the people who can see me are all wandering ghosts with weak intelligence. They have been exposed to too much and are boring. "

As he spoke, he came to sit on the stone bench next to Fang Lin and asked in a particularly solemn manner: "Shangxian, what should we talk about?"

Being asked so solemnly by him

Fang Lin himself was a little confused.

Fang Lin thought for a while and then said: "Whatever, you can say whatever you want... Why don't you tell me what happened during your lifetime?"

Song Youzhe sighed, thought for a while, and said: "The villain was born in the late Ming Dynasty. He was well-read in poetry and books at a young age. Unfortunately, he did not obtain any honors. Later, he worked as an errand in the Yamen and became a policeman..."

Song Youzhe talked a lot.

When he was alive, he was considered a policeman to fulfill his official duties and protected the people. Later, he was killed by the thieves during a fight with them.

After his death, because of his meritorious deeds, he was accepted as a yincai by the city god at that time.

It's a pity that not long after he became Yinsha, reincarnation came to a standstill and the six paths stopped.

Not only did the city god and the chief minister of rewarding good and punishing evil disappear, but also the superiors who had never seen the underworld came to inspect the yang realm.

In the huge Handong Province, he was the only outsider left. His magic power was low and he did not dare to cross the border.

Because once you leave the Handong Province area, what you will face is probably your soul going to pieces.

Hearing Song Youzhe talk about the stagnation of reincarnation and the suspension of the six paths again, Fang Lin couldn't help but ask: "Then do you remember the specific year?

In what year did the City God and the others disappear? "

Song Youzhe thought for a while and said: "If the villain's memory is correct, it should be the year when the Ming Dynasty was destroyed and the Qing Dynasty was established, 1644."

Fang Lin frowned and asked, "Then do you think the two are related?"

"The villain doesn't know." Song Youzhe smiled bitterly and said, "If the villain knew, how could he dare to bother the Immortal to help find out the whole story?"

Nodding, Fang Lin said: "Then you will be the errand after you die.

If I have seen any interesting things over the years, I might as well tell you about them. "

Song Youzhe organized his thoughts and began to talk again.

Most of what he said was what he saw and heard.

As the saying goes, there is a god who looks up. Over the years, he has seen many dirty things done by people behind their backs. He thought no one knew about it, but he didn't want Song Youzhe to see it all.

It wasn't until the east turned white that Fang Lin suddenly realized that it was already dawn.

Fang Lin stood up, moved his body, and said to Song Youzhe: "Thank you for accompanying me this night. It's dawn and I have to do something."

Song Youzhe stood up, cupped his hands, and asked, "I wonder if there is anything I can do for you?"

Fang Lin smiled and said: "Don't tell me, there really is..."

After hearing this, Song Youzhe smiled slightly and nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, Master. For me, this matter is just a piece of cake. I will definitely be able to handle it properly."

"Well, I'll help you then." Fang Lin nodded.

After Song Youzhe disappeared into the black light ball, Fang Lin also drove away from the river.

At the same time, he silently communicated with his soul in his heart.

In a basement, Xie Kun was sitting there. In front of him, there were many people lying on the ground.

These people were both men and women, all middle-aged or even elderly. They were well-dressed and luxurious. At first glance, they were not ordinary people.

At this moment, these people were all tied up with ropes, unable to move, and all of them looked extremely ugly.

"Xie Kun, what do you mean by tying us all up here? What do you want to do?" A man with glasses and slightly gray hair leaned against the wall and stared at Xie Kun and asked.

Xie Kun glanced at this person and chuckled: "

Mr. Zhu, don't get excited, I just invite you to have a cup of tea, and I will let you go after a while.

Don't worry, I will never hurt you. "

Mr. Zhu and the others looked at each other in confusion. Mr. Zhu sneered and said, "After all this, do you think we will believe you?"

These people were brought here inexplicably by the security guards of the Sky Eagle Security Company who were supposed to protect them, either last night or this morning.

At this time, everyone scolded Tianying Security Company and Xie Kun.

At this moment, they suddenly realized how stupid it was to let people from Tianying Security Company protect them.

Mr. Zhu and others are all neutral representatives of the three major wealthy groups such as Qisheng Group, Tianyu Group, and Dunhuang Group, or they are shareholders and directors representatives who are inclined to their chairman Qi Zejiang, Ren Xun, Shen Wanchong and others.

All of them are first-class dignitaries in Handong Province.

When they saw people with similar status to themselves being kidnapped by Xie Kun one after another, they gradually began to panic in their hearts.

You don’t need to guess to know that Xie Kun must be planning to do something big!

Even Ma Zhiguang, Xie Kun's best friend, might be the mastermind of this incident!

Xie Kun smiled and said: "Mr. Zhu, you really misunderstood me.

To be honest, you are lucky to fall into my hands. "

"Fart!" Mr. Zhu cursed. It would be strange to believe Xie Kun's lies.

Xie Kun was not annoyed, took out his mobile phone, and started a video chat with Ma Zhiguang.

After showing Ma Zhiguang the scene of Mr. Zhu and others being tied up, Ma Zhiguang laughed loudly on the other end of the phone and said: "Brother Xie Kun, I always feel at ease when you do things, and you really didn't disappoint me! Hahaha! "