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As early as the day Ming Yi was brought back to the City God's Temple by the Ming City God, he put a tracking symbol on the little ghost, just to prevent accidents and he couldn't find him.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The soul of a dog jumped out of the green belt beside the road. Cao Xuanhe quickly folded a paper dog out of yellow talisman paper and brought it to the car.

Zhai Shushu also wanted to get into the car, but was stopped by the man: "You don't have to follow, go back and find your master."

"I, I..." The little ghost was a little anxious, holding on to the car window and not letting go, obviously wanting to follow.

Cao Xuanhe explained: "I'm not in the mood to protect you."

Zhai Shushu shook his head: "No, I can."

Cao Xuanhe was anxious and didn't have time to entangle with him too much, so he let him follow.

The car started and drove out quickly.

In the office of the Unnatural Incident Investigation Division.

Yin Youran was busy arranging things until late at night, and now he was taking a nap on the table, when the phone on the table vibrated suddenly.

The person on the other end of the phone said that another person died in Zhuxian Village.

Moreover, someone deliberately posted on the Internet the news that an entire village in Zhu County was massacred for no reason. Although the news was quickly suppressed, it still caused a lot of panic. The phone has been ringing off the hook, and many people have come to reprimand and question what's going on, demanding an immediate response from the police station. What should they do?

Yin Youran pinched his brows irritably, and said in a bad mood: "I really think this is a community service center, and you come to me for all kinds of trivial matters. The chief of the police station is all free. If you can’t do anything well, you might as well step down and go home to bring your grandson!”

Those scolded over there dared not speak out.

After Yin Youran got angry, he also realized that his emotions were out of control. He picked up the cold water on the table, drank it in one gulp, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked, "Why is Zhuxian Village dead again?" What's going on? Isn't it completely blocked?"

"It was three anchors. After seeing the news on the Internet, they drove there overnight and sneaked into the village. They were killed by ghosts within a few minutes. Their souls were torn apart and eaten, leaving only three broken corpses."

Yin Youran cursed directly: "What a bunch of lunatics who want money and don't care about their lives!"

But everyone is already dead, so he can't reprimand him any more, he just urges: "Suppress the news, strictly control and guard, don't let those idiots go in and die."

The people over there praised it again and again.

After hanging up the phone, Yin Youran was no longer sleepy. He picked up the phone to check the news. When he saw the message from Cao Xuanhe, he stood up instantly and exclaimed: "Oops!"

The sudden incident in Zhuxian Village made him so busy that he forgot to tell Song Yuanxiang not to send people around Mingyi.

He immediately called Cao Xuanhe: "Hey, Brother He, Mingyi is okay!"

Cao Xuanhe pressed the fire, but did not respond.

Yin Youran apologized: "I'm sorry, there have been a lot of things in the past two days, and there have been mistakes. Where are you now, I will rush over now."

"No need." Cao Xuanhe no longer trusted him.

He raised his eyelids, looked in the rearview mirror, and said, "You let the little devil who is following Mingyi, let his master come and take him back."

Yin Youran asked, "Who?"

Cao Xuanhe: "I don't know."

Yin Youran thought about it carefully, and asked, "Is his name Zhai Shushu?"

Cao Xuanhe asked the kid in the back seat: "Really?"

The man's phone was amplified, and Zhai Shushu could hear the conversation between the two. Seeing the other party say his name, he nodded quickly and said a word: "Yes."

Yin Youran didn't activate his yin and yang five sense organs, so he couldn't hear what the kid said.

Cao Xuanhe repeated: "Yes."

Yin Youran asked, "Isn't Mu Xinhan around?"

Zhai Shushu shook his head: "Not here."

Cao Xuanhe sent another message: "Not here."

Yin Youran clicked his tongue in surprise: "Mu Xinhan has always been very precious to him, why is he willing to go out alone?"

Zhai Shushu was a little embarrassed by what he said, and explained to the phone: "I sneaked out."

He has serious social fear, and he can't even speak clearly when facing other little ghosts. Many ghosts secretly say that he is a little stammer.

This time the master came to protect this little ghost named Ming Yi, and he boldly said that he would follow him.

The master felt that he was protecting him in the dark, and it would be better for him to go out more, so he agreed.

In the past few days, Zhai Shushu followed Ming Yi and wandered around, and he thought it was good.

Ming Yi is very good at playing, and will take him to interesting places around, knowing that he is afraid to talk, so he will not force him.

A few days ago, Zhai Shushu became obsessed with watching people play mahjong, and Ming Yi deliberately pulled him to the table.

Because he was too nervous, his mind went blank, he either forgot to draw cards or forgot to play cards, and was laughed at by the other three, but Mingyi didn't care, and defended him by saying: "He is a novice, and he just gives you money and he doesn't like it." ?”

The other three ghosts waved their hands again and again, saying that they don't dislike it or dislike it.

Although Ming Yi, a military adviser, was by his side, the two of them still exported a lot of gold ingots, but Zhai Shushu was still very happy.

He thought that if he came out more with Ming Yi to see and see, maybe he would gradually become more courageous.

As a result, last night, he waited for a long time at the gate of Qingning community where Ming Yi lived, but he didn't come.

At noon today, the master received another notice from the Metaphysics Association, telling him to go to some Zhuxian village to break the formation.

The master thought it was too dangerous, so he left him at home.

In the evening, Zhai Shushu sneaked out alone to look for Ming Yi. Unexpectedly, it had been calm before, and something happened the first night after the master left.

Yin Youran heard that he escaped secretly, immediately frowned and said, "How can that be done!"

This one and both are pampered and protected by their master like eyeballs, if something happens, how can he afford it.

"Let him go back."

Zhai Shushu mustered up his courage, and shouted forcefully into the phone: "I don't!"

It's a pity that Yin Youran couldn't hear it.

Cao Xuanhe glanced at the kid in the back seat with red eyes, and said to the other end of the phone, "You made the kid cry."

Yin Youran: "Huh?"

Cao Xuanhe saw his tears falling down, sighed irritably, and said to Yin Youran: "I will send you the address later, let his master pick it up."

After speaking, the man hung up the phone directly.

The tail of the paper dog on the center console in the car kept wagging. Cao Xuanhe looked a little annoyed, knocked on the steering wheel and said, "Don't shake it."

The paper dog's tail paused, clicked, and hung down.

All the way thereafter, the car was silent.

Zhai Shushu felt the man's restlessness, and was overwhelmed with fear. He shrank himself in the corner behind the driver's seat, not daring to vent his breath, and kept saying the owner's name silently in his heart, hoping to give himself a sense of security.

An hour later, the car entered Xihong Province and entered the southeastern suburbs.

There is a villa area here, with smooth roads and a beautiful environment. It is backed by mountains and surrounded by water.

Cao Xuanhe's car stopped in front of the gate, and the paper dog suddenly barked three times at the front gate, telling the man that the person he was looking for was in the community, and then the soul of the stray dog ​​floated out of the paper dog, and the paper dog Spontaneous combustion without fire.

Cao Xuanhe took out a Yin-gathering bottle, let the stray dog ​​into it, and put it back in his pocket.

In the rich man's villa area, the properties are naturally not bad, and it is difficult to go in directly without someone to guide them.

Cao Xuanhe glanced at the high wall next to him, hesitated for half a second, parked the car on the side of the road, and walked towards the foot of the inconspicuous wall.