Yin and Yang with King Dao

Ah, since you have mastered the power of transforming ghosts, losing a finished product is not considered a loss. After all, it can be remanufactured. Although it is very difficult, your safety is the most important thing now! "

Bai Ye nodded, picked up his coat and left the store, Gu Long hurriedly opened the door for him first, and then sent him away.Sun Mou rubbed his temples, and leaned on the sofa with a tired expression: "Uncle Bai, is it because I always trouble him that his hair turns gray so quickly?"

Shao Baijie frowned and said comfortingly, "How could it be?"

Bai Ye hurried back to the Supernatural Investigation Bureau and came to the interrogation room.As soon as the iron door was pushed open, a mournful wailing was heard.Bai Ye's face turned ugly, and he quickened his pace and walked forward, only to see that Xiao Wan was tied to a dark red wooden board, with a shimmering formation under her feet, and Xiao Wan's whole body was covered with wounds and her hair was disheveled.

Bai Ye gasped, Xiao Wan was tortured like this, she must have confessed to Sun Mou already!

"Bai Ye." A man in a jacket held a knife in his hand with white light attached to it.

Bai Ye responded hurriedly and asked, "How is it?"

The man waved his hand, and the two investigators beside Xiao Wan stopped interrogating and stood aside.The man said: "We wanted to dig out the memory of this female ghost, but we didn't expect that there was a layer of yin in her mind to resist our Taoism."

Bai Ye breathed a sigh of relief.The man continued: "Taoism belongs to yang, if you go against the defense, you will naturally be resisted. If you use ghost skills, you can go in the same direction as the defense, and then it is possible to enter."

Bai Ye let out a preoccupied "hmm".Bai Ye can find an opportunity to silence Xiaowan, but he can't put Sun Mou in danger.

After talking for a while, the man left the interrogation room.When Bai Ye came to Xiao Wan, she realized that Xiao Wan was not tied to the mahogany, but was nailed to the wooden board with nails through her wrists. At this moment, her eyes had faded away.

Xiao Wan looked at Bai Ye and the acquaintance in front of her dying, as if she had grasped the straw, but the next second she was completely desperate.

Bai Ye said coldly, "Do you know what to do?"

Xiaowan didn't expect that Sun Mou would make herself a sacrifice, she looked straight at Bai Ye, tears welled up in her dull eyes.

The two interrogators next to him sternly shouted: "Did you hear that! You know what to do! Tell your accomplices, and you won't die. Whether or not your life is up to you!"

"Take a break, both of you, and let me interrogate."

As they left, the two booed and said: "This female ghost is very stubborn. How many people have been interrogated one by one, and they can't get out a word. We also bet that whoever can find out something, others will invite him to spend the day." ,Hahaha!"

How many people were interrogated one by one?Although Xiao Wan is a ghost, she now has a physical body, and now she is suffering all kinds of flesh and blood, but she doesn't reveal a word.

Bai Ye gritted his teeth: "He has paid a lot to transform you ghost."

"Bai Ye..." Xiao Wan sniffled, "Are you really going to give up on me?"

Bai Ye saw that there was no one in the interrogation room, so he said sadly: "The Supernatural Investigation Bureau found that you were transformed into a ghost like a living person. This matter has a great impact on the order of Yin and Yang. The Supernatural Investigation Bureau will definitely think Do everything you can to completely eliminate the forces behind you, although it is impossible for them to think that behind you is the result of his own power."

Xiaowan held back her crying: "I understand, I don't blame you, you can go."

Bai Ye wanted to explain a few words, although Sun Mingyu was very opposed to Sun Mou's close relationship with this female ghost at the beginning, and tried to kill her again and again, but in the end Sun Mou stopped her and left her in the shop. She was not reformed by Sun Mou until ten years ago Although the fusion of the living person's body and the ghost's soul was forced, it looked no different from a living person on the surface under the solidification of Sun Mou's dark energy.

After many years, today is different. Now Bai Ye has done his best to protect Sun Mou's safety. Sun Mou's ability to transform ghosts was originally based on the consideration that if Sun Mingyu was dead, then Sun Mou would use Xiao Ma, Song Xiaotao and the others The raised ghost retrieved Sun Mingyu's soul in the underworld, and then transformed him so that Sun Mou could keep Sun Mingyu.

Thinking of this, Bai Ye's heart ached already.

The moonlight was perfectly round, and through the window lattice reflected a cold "Tian" character on the wall of the room.Sun Mou slept lightly and breathed evenly.The faint shadows on the wall became more and more clear. At first, I didn't know what was shifting under the moonlight, but slowly the shadows showed a round head, slender neck and limbs. This time I was sure that it was something similar People are not like people.I don’t know how long it stayed in the silent night, it finally moved, at an extremely fast speed, and jumped onto the sleeping Sun Mou like a hunting dog. Obviously there was nothing on Sun Mou, but from the shadow on the wall, a human-shaped shadow could be seen crawling. On the top, he strangled Sun Mou's neck with his impossibly thin arms. Sun Mou, who was lying on the bed, seemed to have woken up, but he couldn't exert any strength, couldn't open his eyes, and couldn't move even if he wanted to move.

After struggling for a long time, Sun Mou slowly relaxed, and then slowly opened his eyes as if he was having a nightmare.There is nothing in the room, everything is silent, and the moon has been covered by dark clouds.

"It looks like it's going to rain."

Sun Mou looked out the window and drew the curtains.I remember that at that time, whenever I woke up at night, I would hug the quilt and go to the next door to knock on the door. No matter what time, Sun Mingyu would open the door quickly, and Sun Mou would run into Sun Mingyu's room, jump on the bed and get into his bed.

The raindrops hit the tall glass windows heavily, Zhou Zijie stood in front of the glass and looked down at the bustling city in the rain.Since he returned to Li City, he has been working in the Supernatural Investigation Bureau according to the rules. Fortunately, he has not seen him for many years. Sun Mou is still his good brother and the only relative around him. At this time, he really wants to call Sun Mou, but I also felt that this was very sensational, and was worried about disturbing him, so I had to hold the phone in one hand and hold the tea in the other, looking at the night scene outside the window.

The wind in March in the north is very cool, and the sunshine on Taohua Road is not as abundant as the outside world. Sun Mou was sorting out the past power of attorney in the store, and the icon of the mail was flashing in the lower right corner of the computer.

Private message from Ghost One: [Picture] Boss, I sent someone to check the license plate number, it is a car from the Municipal Bureau.

The number plate of Lu Youdao's car went through Sun Mou's mind again.

Sun Mou: Gui San's cause of death?

Private message from Ghost One: Died in A-level plan.

Sun Mou held the pen in his left hand and made another stroke.In the small notebook, the names of Ghost Three, Ghost Four, and Ghost Six are all marked with a slash.

Sun Mou: I have a simple commission to go to your school next week.

The other party's message immediately replied: what day of the week?What the hell is the other party?Want me to protect you?

Sun Mou: You had no class that day.

Private message from Ghost One: It's okay.

Sun Mou: Someone will go with me.

The other party seemed to hesitate for a long time, "Dongdong~" A private message from Ghost One: I will get rid of those who threaten you, but please don't do it yourself next time.

Sun Mou stared at the screen for a moment, then took out his cigarette and lit it. He knew that the other party was talking about pony and the useless ghosts and ghosts.

Private message from Ghost One: Contact me if you have any questions.

"That is to say, the ghost in L area was killed by someone halfway?"

Director Clown sat at the desk and looked at the report in his hand, and couldn't help but put down his legs.

"Yes."

Zhou Zijie stood across the table, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his palm.

"An evil ghost with a thousand years of cultivation, and has diluted the yin energy." The clown director crossed his hands and held his chin, his narrow back tightened the black suit, making his figure even more slender and tall.

Zhou Zijie looked at him without saying a word. After a while, the chief clown said, "Maybe it's just a cultivator. The A-level plan is for the entire Feng Shui world, and let all cultivators join in the plan to clean up evil spirits. It's just based on your description." From the point of view of this supposedly female cultivator, killing an evil spirit who has practiced for thousands of years in one blow, but the evil spirit does not realize the danger is coming, it is indeed of a considerable standard."

The long sword that flew in a disc shape was still replayed repeatedly in Zhou Zijie's memory, and finally located the two words that he had always tabooed in his heart-Taoism.

But the chief clown doesn't seem to intend to investigate, saying that it's just a common occurrence in the world. It's nothing more than a cultivator who sees evil spirits and must kill them. It's just that he is really a master this time. Jie's smooth flow of killing ghosts and ghosts under his nose is really gratifying. In this era, there are still such masters in the Feng Shui world!

After all, Zhou Zijie planned to investigate because of his connection with Taoism, but he didn't intend to get involved in the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, so seeing the director's attitude, he had no choice but to give up.Afterwards, Director Clown waved his palms inward while expressing that it was not worth investigating. Zhou Zijie understood what he meant and left the office.

14 years ago.

Illuminated by the raging fire in the middle of the night, piercing the sky, leaving only the dark outline of the retro house, and scattered sounds echoed in the fire.

And all of this was reflected in the dark pupils of the young man. The young man stood straight outside the courtyard. In his eyes, the fire seemed to be just a disaster movie, and the old voice in the fire roared desperately.

"Zhou Zijie! You will die! Aren't you afraid of retribution? Zhou Zijie! You will definitely suffer retribution! Ahhh—"

But Zhou Zijie's frail body stood there motionless, as if he knew that he would be able to survive alone, no matter how dangerous the surroundings were and how terrifying the fire was, his gentle scholar-like face showed no expression at all, reflected by the raging fire In the young man's beautiful and indifferent eyes, he looked like a cold-blooded demon with blood red eyes.

"I don't believe it's Zhou Zijie!" An unusually beautiful boy gently tugged at the man's cuff: "