Raising Evil Spirits

Li Poxiao wears a Taoist robe. After a few months of unsharpened hair, it can be easily tied up. It is completely indistinguishable from a Taoist priest. I never thought that Zhang Yidan's original delicate and troublesome appearance would become the fierce and sluggish appearance now. .

Zhang Yidan would be scared, and his legs would tremble due to major events, but Li Poxiao in front of him would not. This made me feel a little unnatural, as if the original teenage hair was no longer there, and only Li Poxiao was alone. Deeply imprinted in my heart.

We found a slightly flat place and parked the car, and he and I walked towards the Long Village.

Looking up at the dusk that was almost into the night, my nose twitched, smelling the depressive atmosphere pouring out of Long Village, and my heart gradually became solemn.

The sky over Xiaoyitun and Yinfeng Town was densely covered with dark clouds, and the mountains were stacked, and the distant scenery was blocked.

When I took out the phone, the electromagnetic interference seemed to be severe. The screen of the phone showed dazzling error codes and squares. If an expert who uses a compass, maybe he would turn around when he took out the compass, right?

Li Poxiao took the lead to walk to the entrance of Ganlong Village. Seven or eight black guards immediately walked out of the duty room and looked up and down at Li Poxiao and me who were walking here, with a very serious expression.

"There is no one dressed like you in the Daomen. May I ask which Daomen? The nine Southern Daomen factions here are working together to negotiate and solve the problem. If it does not belong to the Nine Avenues, please take a detour." A middle-aged man who seems to be polite Stopped Li Poxiao with one hand.

"Qian Kun Dao, Li Poxiao." Li Poxiao declared his name lightly.

I sneered. Everyone said it wasn't that the Nine Avenue Gate was not allowed to enter. You, Li Poxiao, don't seem to be famous, right?

Several mysterious policemen looked attentively, looking up and down Li Poxiao.

"Qiankun Dao? You are Li Poxiao of Qiankun Dao? Is there any proof?" the middle-aged man couldn't help asking.

Li Poxiao took out a quaint little token with the words Qiankun written on it. Several black guards looked at each other, and some were not sure whether it was true or not.

"Team leader, let me go in and ask?" a black guard whispered to the middle-aged man.

"Well, go and come back soon." The group leader nodded, and immediately glanced at me, as if he was familiar with me, but he didn't dare to be uncertain. Finally, seeing me standing aside, he didn't say anything.

I don't know these mysterious policemen, but Zhang Dongliang's subordinates are familiar to me. They also know me. Obviously, they are all replaced by new ones. I don't know which group they belong to.

In my heart, this old man named Zhang Dongliang silently mourned. This is a good and upright man. Although there are good and bad things, it is for the purpose of justice. Thinking of what Wang Yuan had mentioned, the old man sat withered all night because of the blood cloud coffin, and the sound of his coughing inexplicably appeared in my mind.

"Damn, it's a Daoist again? Really our family is eating dry food? Reinforcement! Reinforcement! Thinking that no one from our family will come? The Confucian family is not for nothing!"

A middle-aged man with a face flushed like pig liver and holding a bottle of sake brought up Lu Ban's ruler and walked over, pointing at Li Poxiao all the way, looking quite angry.

I think I have been drinking too much and want to make trouble. The drunk person is surrounded by several family members, or middle-aged, or 40-50 years old.

Several middle-aged people were drunk and drunk. They all drank a lot of wine. The words were so courageous. The few people who saw Li Poxiao's young and full-dressed robe came, were suddenly very upset.

The black guards all stretched out their hands to stop them, but the drunk middle-aged man stretched out his paddle and slapped it, and the black guard knelt on the ground immediately.

The leader of the mysterious police immediately became nervous: "Uncle He Fang, don't worry, the younger ones don't know how good you are, and they are afraid that you might fall?"

"Liu Chenggui, Lao Tzu teaches who needs you to stop it? What I beat is the stinky boy who is going to die in this door!" It seems that Li Poxiao's face is gloomy, and the middle-aged man called Uncle He is even more angry. With the imposing ruler, he overtook him to smash Li Poxiao.

Li Poxiao's eyebrows condensed, and a murderous sword slammed out of its sheath, and the caliper that had just approached was cut into two knots.

At this time, the family members exploded into flames, and one after another they took out the magical tools, blue symbols, and even the salt of the law, and they were about to use the law to blast their opponents.

When Li Poxiao's long sword arrived, the tip of the sword reached where's forehead, everyone in the family was stunned, and a drop of blood also emerged from the tip of the sword and slipped down Yin Yin.

I swallowed. Under the same rank, Li Poxiao really had no other opponents except for my old demon Xia.

Everyone was concentrating and didn't dare to move, and their breathing was much heavier. The ruler in the hands of the drunk was lost, not to mention the slightest movement, now he was awake from the alcohol.

But everyone didn't move, but Li Poxiao moved, and he drew forward with his sword-fingered hands, raised his feet, and took a step forward!

Not only me, everyone took a breath of air-conditioning. Normal people wouldn't do this, right? Tears came out from wherever the pain was, almost taking a step back with the sword.

Just when everyone was worried that the sword would penetrate the forehead, Li Poxiao said nothing, as if the sword had never happened before.

Everyone was dumb and angry, and the middle-aged men and women of several aristocratic families were afraid to breathe.

"Brother Fang, are you okay?"

"Let's go, it's a dog... The man bit, can't we bite back?"

"Yes, yes, let's go, there must be someone involved in this matter, Brother He Fang, your ancestor will also come today, and then find the place again!"

A few people flocked wherever they left.

Li Poxiao ignored me and walked directly into Xiaoyitun. It seems that he came alone, or maybe he is not worried that I can't get in.

Seeing that I didn’t seem to be with Li Poxiao, Liu Chenggui, who was already ignited, took a black iron pipe with a gray face and said, “May I ask if you have anything to do with Long Village? The bottom is the crew. The plot is strictly confidential. No Go in! If you have any questions, let's wait for it to be broadcast on TV. Don't join in the fun!"

"Chenghuang handles the case." I said coldly following Li Poxiao's appearance, but felt that I was dressed a little bit too badly and nothing was appropriate, so I decisively took out my Xia Chenghuang token and handed it to other side.

"Chenghuang handles the case?" Liu Chenggui took the black token, sneered at his head, and threw the token back to me: "Funny? Please! Show it! Your ID card!"

"That's it." I gritted my teeth, feeling too embarrassing. Chenghuangling had never seen him. How could this person be the chief of the mysterious police.

"Flick me? Can people still be a city god?" Liu Chenggui was so amused, his voice suddenly rose a few degrees.

A group of people watched. Li Poxiao’s affairs just made a lot of trouble, and now there are more people like me who seem to run out of a mental hospital, everyone is in the mood to watch the excitement.

I could only find out my wallet, took out my ID card and gave it to Liu Chenggui.

"It won't be enough to take it out early, I feel uncomfortable, Xia Yi... one day?" Liu Chenggui's face changed color, suddenly thinking of something, and taking a step back.

While several mysterious policemen had questions on their faces, they all seemed to think of something.

"What? What's wrong?" I chilled my face, stretched out my hand and took back my ID card.

"Old Mo Xia! Old Mo Xia is here too!"

"So young, really? Old Mo Xia is so young? Are you sure?"

"Xia Yitian...it's not him who else, a shoulder bag, dressed up like a dick, I just suspected his mother, it is him, who can kill thousands of people and walk sideways. Nine swords will kill you. Yan Fei Tian Mu Nan Fei made an appointment to fight him, but his life was gone, and he killed him!"

Liu Chenggui recognized me, as if he felt familiar just now, but he didn't even see me.

I glanced around, with an unpleasant look on my face. I didn't expect that my name was already known to everyone.

"Junior brother! It's much more fun, I'm sure you will come!" The familiar drake squeezed out of the crowd unceremoniously, and a group of people stepped aside.

"Brother Hai!" I thought it was senior brother, and he was in a much better mood, so he said hello in the past.

Senior Brother Hai took me and walked inside. I looked back. A group of people was rustling talking about me. The mysterious policeman Liu Chenggui also left a group of people, as if he was going to personally report my superiors.

I didn't have time to pay attention to this group of good people, and followed my seniors on the streets of Long Village, watching the strange secret police coming and going, and the depressive atmosphere around, my mood inevitably fell a little.

"Brother, Zhang Dongliang, is Elder Zhang dead? I don't seem to know any of the black guards here." I asked heavily.

"Oh... don't mention it, the first thing I heard when I came down was this, just because I was afraid that you would try to stop you. Zhang Dongliang is dead, and few of his people are alive. Huang Daosan is carrying Lao Zhang's The corpse came out and was cremated in the city. Ouyang He didn't even get out. People from the family..." Brother Hai sighed heavily.

It seems that the opportunity for me to remember is gone. Not only is Lao Zhang dead, but Ouyang He is his brother, but also dead. The three old guys, only the Zodiac Trinity live alone, are embarrassing.

"The aristocratic family wants to control the blood cloud coffin, the door must seal the blood cloud coffin, and the Buddhism also came in. The conflict is too severe. Whoever gets the muddy water will be unlucky. The official can only play in the mud. If you are not sure to open the coffin, this Let’s stop playing with things. Let’s go with the brothers to experience and catch demons. You have a lot more skills in hiding in the daytime. I can’t see your cultivation base. Alas, don’t hide it. It’s too common here at the beginning of the journey. , But I can't pay attention if I don't hide it." Senior Brother Hai patted my shoulder and hooked my shoulders.

"Brother, I am in the middle of my journey." I looked at Brother Hai seriously.

"Mid... mid-term? That's also a rookie in mid-term!" Senior Brother Hai looked like you thought you were awesome in mid-term.

Brother He was on the way to the concession stand. Several people hurriedly came out of the larger health center. After meeting me, they all wore strange sneers on their faces. The leader was not someone else, it was Han Chengyun.

"Old stuff, Haw, it's been a long time! If you didn't wait for your younger brother to come, you would have killed you! Or you really want to learn Zhang Dongliang..." a guy beside Han Chengyun shouted.

"Shut up!" Han Chengyun's expression changed, stopping the man from continuing.