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Seeing Jiang Luo coming, Fan Wujiu raised his chin towards him and said, "Hey, you're back?"

It made Jiang Luo seem like a guest and Fan Wujiu was the host here.

Jiang Luo narrowed his eyes at him and asked, "Why are you here? You didn't even say hello."

Fan Wujiu ate the grapes, spat out a grape seed, and replied in a relaxed tone: "I got some news for you. If you call me good brother, I can tell you the news."

Jiang Luo chuckled twice: "Then you should keep it for yourself!"

As he said this, he turned around and planned to go find Taoist Qingyi, but Fan Wujiu grabbed him and said, "I found out where Qinger is. Don't you really want to know?"

Obviously, this news was very attractive to Jiang Luo. He paused, frowned and asked, "Is it true or false? Don't lie to me."

He is a person who always talks nonsense and enjoys teasing him. I wonder if he is teasing him again this time.

Fan Wujiu took out a bell and shook it, saying, "Why would I lie to you? Isn't this Qing Er's magic weapon? I spent a lot of effort to find out his whereabouts. Isn't it worthy of your calling me a good brother?"

Jiang Luo took the copper bell and it seemed that Qing Er's name was indeed written on it. He also heard the crisp sound of the bell when he was fighting with Qing Er.

However, he did not let Fan Wujiu succeed immediately. He shook the bell and said, "Okay, I'll come to you later. I have other things on hand."

After saying that, he put the bell in his pocket and took Ms. Ding to the backyard.

When Ms. Ding arrived at the backyard, she smelled the aroma of food. People who came to worship were eating vegetarian meals. Taoist Qingyi should have just finished a Taoist ceremony. When he saw Jiang Luo coming, he waved to him and took them to the back hall.

At this time, there was a large coffin in the back hall. Jiang Luo explained, "This is what Taoist Qingyi prepared for himself. Uh... don't get me wrong, there is no body in it."

Unexpectedly, Ms. Ding completely understood: "The elderly in our village are the same. They will prepare a coffin for themselves in advance, and sometimes they will lie in it."

Taoist Priest Qingyi said cheerfully, "Indeed, some places have such a custom, but these are all sent by fans. Every time...oh, they heard that I was not in good health, so they sent me a coffin, hoping that I would pass away more comfortably."

Ms. Ding: ...What kind of fans are these?

Jiang Luo told Taoist Qingyi about Ms. Ding's situation. Taoist Qingyi nodded and said, "Then let the child stay here! Don't worry, my Taoist temple is a state-run Taoist temple. I'll show you my... Hey, where is my certificate?"

Jiang Luo: ...

Okay, if you didn't mention this, no one would suspect it.

Although Ms. Ding suspected that this broken Taoist temple was just a makeshift group, she believed in Jiang Luo and said to him, "I am willing to leave Ding Ding here. I believe Mr. Jiang can protect him. If he can save Ding Ding once, he can definitely save Ding Ding a second time."

Fortunately, Taoist Qingyi found all his documents and showed them to Ms. Ding. Ms. Ding finally felt relieved.

But there was one thing she had always been curious about, so she asked Jiang Luo, "Mr. Jiang, tell me the truth, is there something wrong with my grandfather? Is the Lord God Church that she believed in a cult? Is our child's death related to him?"

Although Ms. Ding's suspicions were true, Jiang Luo could not say anything without complete evidence. He only said, "We are also investigating this matter. Please rest assured that when the results are found, we will definitely clear the name of those dead children."

After settling Ding Ding down, Jiang Luo arranged for Lin Shishuang to send her back and told her only that the police had not found anything today and not to say anything else.

After Ms. Ding left, Yuan Haokun looked a little depressed. He said in confusion, "Since my grandfather, I have felt that people who believe in this Lord God religion have some problems. But at least my grandfather harmed other people's children, while this grandfather harms his own children. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. How did he do it?"

Jiang Luo patted his shoulder and said, "The Lord God Cult is something that corrupts people's hearts. People's hearts are not something that is steadfast. Everyone can be bewitched. It's just that some people are easily bewitched, while others are not. But you have to believe that only a few people are easily bewitched. Otherwise, why do they keep operating underground? It is because of people like you who are steadfast that they can never see the light of day."

Yuan Haokun looked at Jiang Luo and asked, "Am I really a steadfast person?"

Jiang Luo said: "Of course, you and Xiao Shuang, you are both my best partners. Don't worry! We will gradually disintegrate the Lord God Cult."

If Jiang Luo was only concerned about Huo Yancheng's longevity at the beginning, as he gradually became more familiar with the Lord God Church, he had come to hate this evil cult.

Yuan Haokun grinned, but behind him came Fan Wujiu's inquiring voice: "Oh, I don't know if some people still want that news. If not, I'm leaving."

Jiang Luo turned around and grabbed him, saying speechlessly: "Stop being so sarcastic here. If you have something to say, just say it quickly. Why are you keeping me in suspense?"

Fan Wujiu pointed to his ears and said, "My ears say that I haven't heard what I want to hear, my good brother. If I don't hear it, I won't say it."

Jiang Luo was convinced by him and could only shout, "Good...good brother, can you tell me now?"

Fan Wujiu smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you! He's actually not hiding far away, in a residential area 20 miles away from here."

Jiang Luo was surprised and asked, "Residential area? He actually lives in a residential area?"

Fan Wujiu said, "Oh? Are you so surprised? You know, it is better to hide in the wild than in the city. The city is the best place to hide."

Jiang Luo nodded and asked, "What's the specific address?"

He thought Fan Wujiu would be unreasonable again, but he actually handed Jiang Luo a note and warned him: "Although I gave you the address, I still have a word of advice. Although you have recovered some of your magic power, you have not yet learned how to control it. If you fight Qingyi head-on, you will only suffer. Although I can help you clear your meridians, your ice power is too strong, and I have the power of scorching sun. Yin and yang restrain each other. Only when..."

Fan Wujiu stopped talking, and just patted Jiang Luo's shoulder gently and said: "In short, you have to be careful."

Jiang Luo certainly knew. He nodded and asked, "Can you teach me how to use my icy energy? I don't think this icy energy is mine. My previous power should have been pure yin energy. How could it have turned into icy energy?"

Fan Wujiu said: "Then I don't know, who knows where you stole the master from?"

Jiang Luo thought that there must be many secrets in his previous life that he didn't know about, but Bai Fu mentioned it as if he was keeping it a secret.

They always feel that they don’t want to think about the past. Apart from the tragic death of their parents and the miserable condition of their sister, is there anything else they don’t want to mention at all?

Jiang Luo was a little distracted at this time, so he didn't hear what Fan Wujiu was saying beside him. Until he reacted, he found that Fan Wujiu had handed him a book and snapped his fingers in front of his eyes.

"Hey, what are you thinking about? I told you so much, did you hear it?"

Jiang Luo came back to his senses and asked, "Wha...what?"

Fan Wujiu sighed and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, take a look at this book first and practice according to the formulas above. Remember, you must practice at least a few small and large cycles every day. Also, I will help you keep an eye on Qing Er for the time being. If you are worried, you can send your two boys to follow me."

Jiang Luo waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary. I know you are capable. But you also have to pay attention to your safety. I don't want you to get hurt in order to help me."

Fan Wujiu whistled and said in a frivolous tone, "Hey? Are you feeling sorry for your good brother? If you really feel sorry for me, just call me good brother more often. Maybe if I'm happy, I can help you deal with those people from the Lord God Cult."

Jiang Luo thought to himself, haha, you just wish!