"Yes..." Qin Captou nodded and led everyone towards the front of the yard, "President Zhang has lived in Yicheng since he was a child, and he also knows that our Yicheng was haunted three years ago.

It was also because of this incident that the original head catcher was killed by a vicious ghost, so I took up my post here.

I don’t know that President Zhang is asking these questions..."

When Qin Captou said this, he originally wanted to ask Zhang Feng why he wanted to bring up the old matter again.

But just when he was about to ask, he seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly asked with a broad mind: "President Zhang is saying... that the shopkeeper of this shop is the culprit who killed the old president this time?

"

The more he talked, the more bizarre it became, and the more certain he became, as if he was possessed by a detective, "And was he the culprit three years ago?"

"I can't say for sure." Zhang Feng walked to the front of the shop and glanced around. The yard was surrounded by stone walls.

People on the street can't see inside.

"Patrol room!" Captain Qin knocked on the door directly with understanding.

But as he knocked and called several times, there was no answer.

After waiting for a while, a pedestrian passed by Zhang Feng and others, and was stopped by Chief Qin to ask. Only then did he realize that Master Chen had been out for a long time.

"Captain." Zhang Feng looked at Capt. Qin who was not sure whether he should enter or not.

Captain Qin thought for a moment and looked at the patrolman next to him.

The patrolmen dispersed and surrounded the yard.

Shopkeeper He and others looked at each other and asked the guards next to them to walk to the wall. A few people stood on the eaves and took a look.

Later, several people came down in a panic, "There is a red sedan inside..."

They were a little timid when they said these words, even though the sun was shining brightly in the sky.

In fact, the mysterious death of the old president was spreading more and more, making them subconsciously afraid of this ghost thing.

"Check!" Mr. Qin moved away from the door.

The two policemen standing next to him stepped forward and kicked the door open with a bang.

"Let's go." Zhang Feng and others walked in.

The remaining patrolmen and guards blocked the door, asking the authorities to investigate the case, and asked nearby pedestrians to avoid it.

In the courtyard, there are paper figures hanging all over the floor, and near the corner, there is a red sedan as tall as one person.

In front of the sedan, there are two flat paper horses.

"Same as that night..." Shopkeeper He exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Feng ignored them and walked to the house in the courtyard. There were two seven-foot paper figures standing here, like guards, guarding the door of the house.

"President Zhang..." When everyone saw Zhang Feng sizing up the two strange paper figures, they subconsciously looked at them.

But then, everyone was horrified to see the still paper figures suddenly move their arms and strangle Zhang Feng's neck who was observing them!

"President!" they wanted to remind loudly.

But just as their words sounded.

Zhang Feng drew out his Tang Dao and slashed through it. With the sound of "clicking" paper and subtle wood, the two paper figures were split into two halves and fell to both sides one after another.

At the same time, before everyone could recover from the fright of the living paper man, there was a "crash" sound and the red sedan in the corner floated three inches into the air.

At this time, there was a sound of "rustling", and the horses pulling the sedan stood up strangely, their bodies bulging and full, and they raised their hooves and trampled, as if someone was sitting on the carriage, commanding them to pull the carriage and rush towards everyone!

"Ghost!" Shopkeeper He exclaimed, and his face turned pale with fright.

"President...that's it..." Qin Captou was trembling and couldn't reach the firearm at his waist.

Zhang Feng saw the sedan rushing towards him, but he reached forward with his palm. A wisp of fire suddenly appeared and ignited the sedan. The flames instantly filled the area. In just ten seconds, the paper horse and the sedan were reduced to ashes.

Scattered.

Things that are very strange and terrifying to ordinary people can no longer go half a round behind their own golden elixir.

"You're just a brat." Zhang Feng looked at the frightened people, "You don't have to panic."

"Tao method?! It's exactly the same as the Taoist priest three years ago!"

‘President Zhang has really succeeded in cultivation?!’

Everyone was stunned, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing, and they couldn't believe that after three years of traveling, President Zhang had really transformed from a martial artist into a qi practitioner who knew magic!

But before they could ask any more questions, a vague voice came from inside the house,

"Who can break my formation?"

The sound coming from the house echoed in the gloomy courtyard.

For a moment, everyone was so frightened that they looked around, fearing that this weird paper man would emerge from somewhere again.

Zhang Feng then opened the door and looked at a bronze mirror on the table in the room.

When you walk in and take a look, you will see a dense mountain forest reflected in the bronze mirror.

Among them was a monk wearing Bagua Taoist robes, sitting cross-legged in front of a big tree, with his back to the mirror.

"Did you arrange this formation?" Zhang Feng asked the Taoist priest in the mirror, "You must have killed the president, too, right?"

When Zhang Feng asked, he looked around the house and saw a strange statue made of paper hanging on the right side of the house.

"Exactly." The Taoist didn't move, but his words came out from the mirror without any concealment.

But when he saw Mr. Qin coming in one after another, his tone fluctuated a bit, with a sense of admonishing Zhang Feng.

"Fellow Taoists may think that I kill innocent people indiscriminately.

It's also possible that fellow Taoist is an expert invited by the Yicheng Chamber of Commerce to investigate the cause of the president's death.

But no matter what, this is a personal feud between me and the Yicheng Chamber of Commerce..."

When he said this, he seemed to feel happy that he had been holding back for three years and finally had someone to talk to him, "Fellow Taoist, you know, three years ago, people from the Yicheng Chamber of Commerce set fire to the zombie that I spent ten years refining, and invited another person.

Taoist, kill me as a sinister evil spirit...

It's a shame... that man has been killed by me and turned into a zombie...

It's just that I was injured in a fight with that Taoist, and I stayed here to recuperate for three years.

This revenge must be avenged.

And the president of the Chamber of Commerce is just one of them.

The rest, everyone from the Italian City Chamber of Commerce..."

He said, as if he could see the frightened people in the room, and for a moment he felt a satisfied sense of revenge, "I will get rid of them one by one!"

The Taoist said this and asked Zhang Feng again,

"I hope fellow Taoists will not make any mistakes, and please leave this place quickly.

Don’t imitate the Taoist priests who were turned into zombies by me..."

The Taoist in the mirror spoke with a tone that sounded sure of victory, as well as the excitement and joy of revenge that a great vengeance was about to be avenged, and someone was listening.

"I will definitely leave." Zhang Feng nodded and glanced around, "But before I leave, I will burn the whole place with a fire. Fellow Taoist Bo Lao has always cared about this place."

"You..." When Jing Jing heard Zhang Feng's words, he suddenly lost the excitement that he was about to take revenge. Instead, he was filled with murderous intent.

"you dare?"

Zhang Feng didn't pay much attention and directly lit the statue on fire.

Not long after, the flames burned its eyes.

At the same time, the Taoist in the mirror passed through the formation and saw the statue on fire. He suddenly turned around, but his face was indeed blurred, and even his figure gradually became blurred.

"Okay, okay! Fellow Taoist! You can take care of yourself!"

"Zhang Feng welcomes you at any time in the city." Zhang Feng looked at the bronze mirror. The scene of the mountains and forests inside disappeared and became dim, as if the statue of the god was destroyed and lost contact with this place.

At this time, Zhang Feng sensed a murderous malice coming from the far southeast.

It seems that this person is really going to kill him.

"he.."

"That demon..."

When everyone saw that they and others had made an enemy of this monk three years ago, they all felt frightened and couldn't help but look at Zhang Feng.

"President..."
Chapter completed!