At the entrance of the memorial hall, the polling bureau's car stopped.
Xu Baihua got out of the car with Zhang Shun and put the rope gun in his pocket. Mr. Huang Shisan followed behind with a bucket of fried chicken and ate it.
The polling bureau has just received an emergency tip-off and discovered the traces of the Great Unclean Phase (Chapter 178), the minion of Hutuktu, the Living Buddha of Dacrying Mountain, who entered the memorial hall five minutes ago.
The Xu Baihua Team, which was patrolling the nearest jurisdiction, was urgently transferred over to keep an eye on the Great Unclear Prime Minister and wait for support to arrest him.
Zhang Shun saw Xu Baihua walking towards the memorial hall and reminded him while following the procedure: "Boss, let us keep an eye on him and wait for support."
"You didn't say to keep an eye on the outside and keep an eye on the inside until we catch him." Xu Baihua waved his hand for Zhang Shun to follow.
Zhang Shun followed, and the two of them entered the memorial hall: "I heard from the bureau that the situation at the customs where the big uncle broke through was very serious, and it is still blocked."
Xu Baihua: "That bald donkey has very dirty hands. According to his methods, the customs should have been flooded with bacteria and microorganisms by now, and the epidemic prevention department will have a headache."
Zhang Shun: "Boss, I heard you want to know that person."
Xu Baihua: "When I was in the archaeological team, I had fights with several of Hutuktu's subordinates. The methods of the Great Unclean Xiang were definitely the most disgusting."
Xu Baihua: "He has two secular gods from the karma temple of the Vajrayana system in his hand. One is called Zangdi, which can absorb microorganisms and bacteria, and the other is called Nurgle, which can multiply microorganisms and bacteria."
Xu Baihua: "The Great Unclean Appearance is like a walking bacterial person. It becomes dirty wherever it goes. White hairs and mushrooms grow on the places it touches. This is not the most dangerous thing. What is dangerous is the human body."
Xu Baihua: "There are countless microorganisms and bacteria in the human body, which restrict each other and maintain a delicate balance. However, as long as some important bacteria are weakly extracted or proliferated, this balance can easily be destroyed, leading to the collapse of body functions."
Zhang Shun: "No wonder I heard that my colleagues who went to the customs to collect evidence on site had fever and diarrhea when they came back."
Xu Baihua: "The longer he stays in one place, the more bacteria will proliferate around him, so don't wait for support. It's best for the two of us to solve it quickly. The longer it takes, the harder it will be to deal with it."
While Xu Baihua was talking, he had already stepped into the corridor of the memorial hall, tightened the rope gun in his pocket, and told Zhang Shun to shoot when he saw a bald head. The Hutuktu were all bald donkeys, so they could shoot well.
As a result, as soon as he turned the corner, he tripped and kicked something. When he looked around, he saw a bald donkey with a bruised nose and a swollen head lying on the ground. He had been beaten unconscious.
Xu Baihua: "..."
Whoosh, Zhang Shun behind him held a rope gun and fired twice with an expressionless face. The ropes flew out and tied up the monk.
Xu Baihua looked back at him with eyes wide open. Zhang Shun said, "What's wrong? Boss, you didn't say you would shoot a bald donkey when you saw it."
Xu Baihua still couldn't say anything wrong, so he could only give thumbs up: "Then you are awesome."
Just like that, the Great Impure Sign was arrested by two people.
Xu Baihua felt that he had lied to Zhang Shun for nothing. Dirty monk, why did you lie so much after not seeing him for several years?
He went back to the bureau, waited for the person to wake up and put him in a sterile room, and interrogated him about what happened. The polling bureau had a secular god who could make people vomit, so the unclean figure was forced to confess the facts of the crime.
On the order of the Living Buddha Hutuktu, he came to Bincheng to look for an old thing lost by the Living Buddha. Today he finally found the memorial hall that the clues pointed to. There was a young couple visiting the memorial hall. He thought that clearing the place would make it easier to find things, so he stepped forward and said
edge.
As for how to talk about fate, the superficial appearance is good at deceiving the world, and the great impure appearance is good at using dirt to save sentient beings, which is clean and hygienic.
The Great Unclear Image stepped forward and called out to the male benefactor, wanting him to suffer the pain of being dirty. However, he did not expect that his unique skill that had been invincible for many years suddenly stopped working.
The unclean phase frequently used its power to promote the growth of bacteria on the opponent's body, and mushrooms grew on his head. However, the opponent acted like a normal person, as if he was immune to all poisons, and even smiled at him.
Later, the female donor next to the male donor also realized that something was wrong. She realized that the Great Unclean Aspect seemed to be up to something evil, so she kicked him and knocked him unconscious. When he woke up, he had been arrested.
In the interrogation room, Xu Baihua and Zhang Shun listened to the explanation of the uncle behind the glass. The tongue-pulling ghost on the table had exhausted his mana today and needed to rest.
Xu Baihua: "..."
Next to him, Zhang Shun finished his official duties expressionlessly, put down his pen and wrote, "The record is finished."
Xu Baihua: "No, no, no, I mean this monk seems to be talking nonsense to me."
Zhang Shun pointed at the little tongue-pulling ghost on the table who had finished today's work and was holding a bloody bun to chew on: "You don't believe this stuff."
Tsk, Xu Bai said: "I asked you to go to the memorial hall to get the surveillance camera. Have you brought it?"
Zhang Shun: "I brought it, but it's of no use."
Zhang Shun took out his mobile phone and showed the copied video to Xu Baihua. The surveillance video of the memorial hall at the time of the incident did not capture anything.
Zhang Shun: "The surveillance video has been modified, and what happened at that time has been erased. I also looked for surveillance cameras on nearby roads, but they were nowhere to be found."
Xu Baihua wondered in his heart what kind of trick he was doing, wondering who the male and female benefactors that the unclean Xiang had provoked at the memorial hall were? But no matter who it was, the unclean ministers had just kicked the iron plate and fell into trouble. Now that this illegal criminal has been arrested, it is also a good thing.
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"That's it for today. We'll make another appointment next time." Zhou Bawa sat astride the Wan Gong motorcycle and took Lin Yujing to the music studio to put him down.
After visiting the memorial hall in the morning and having dinner at noon, Lin Yujing wanted to practice the piano in the afternoon, so Zhou Bazhu brought this to her, and the two parted ways today.
When Lin Yujing entered the music studio, she was greeted by an acquaintance. A charming young woman who was the owner of a musical instrument shop and a sponsor of the music studio greeted Lin Yujing while smiling and looking out:
"Xiao Lin, that guy who sent you here just now is your boyfriend? It's such a handsome motorcycle. It's too far away and I couldn't see him clearly. I brought it here so I can see it."
Lin Yujing was a little embarrassed: "Sister Yan'er, no, I'm a classmate."
After hearing this, the young woman covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Hey, classmate, you are really similar to a girl I know. She is also a college student about the same age as you. She likes to use the same excuse. I will come back and let you two get to know each other. There must be something there."
Let’s talk.”
The girls didn't talk much about their daily routine. When he returned to Zhou Bashi, he felt a sudden cold sweat on his neck while riding his motorcycle. He didn't know the reason, it was inexplicable.
After seeing Lin Yujing off, Zhou Baxi had nothing to do in the afternoon. He found a private room in an Internet cafe, and when it was closing, a crow flew in.
Wuhe: "Young man, I have deleted the surveillance video for you, so what? I am no more reliable than He Shenggen."
Zhou Ba wax started the computer and opened the chat box, and at the same time said to the mourning bird next to him: "Don't fart. If you hadn't told me that there were good things in that memorial hall and asked me to go and see it, what happened today wouldn't have happened."
The mourning bird jumped on the table to sip Coca-Cola, and Wuhe said: "The Wuhezhong are rootless duckweeds wandering the city alleys. All they can see is what has happened. What will happen in the future is unpredictable. Who knows?"
I don’t want you to be in such trouble as bumping into the Big Crying Mountain."
Wuhe: "But it just so happens that you also took this opportunity to see the ability of that thing, the secret treasure that has been hidden in the memorial hall for many years."
Tsk, Zhou Baqi's thoughts went back to the morning when he was at the memorial hall, when he encountered the Great Unclean Image. Later, when the Great Unclear Image was arrested and interrogated, he did not reveal what happened in secret.
The poll bureau determined it to be extremely dangerous. Xu Baihua commented that the powerful Da Bu Jing Xiang was easily kicked over by Lin Yujing. Even Zhou Ba Wa's body nourishing Gu happened to restrain his ability of Nurgle.
, how could a master from the Three Temples only have this little means?
Actually, it was because something happened at that time.
Zhou Baqi was in the memorial hall at that time, and he clearly felt that his body temple was restrained, almost suppressed and sealed, and he could not summon the body temple and the secular gods. It was just like the government's temple monument, and it was to strengthen the plus
Version.
However, because Zhou Bachu had the remnant skin of the escaped master, the effect of suppressing the temple was not able to suppress him for a long time, but the Great Impure Sign obviously did not have this method. The physical temple was suppressed and the secular gods could not be summoned.
He is just an ordinary person without resorting to any means.
In terms of hand-to-hand fighting, Zhou Baqi didn't even dare to compete with Lin Yujing. Her women's self-defense skills are very good, and the chivalrous and forbidden temple system is the one among the twelve temples. It has the most methods other than secular gods, not counting vulgarity.
God's physical body is the most powerful in combat.
How could the unclean appearance withstand a kick from a young man who didn't have martial ethics? He was directly knocked down by the KO, and the boat capsized in the gutter.
Wuhe: "You found something at the memorial hall, right?"
Zhou Ba Wa knocked on the table, and he did find something. While Lin Yujing was looking through the Great Impure Phase, he also found the source of the secrets of the temple in the memorial hall, but it ran away and was not caught.
"Thunder Rain (the epic lay god) has been practicing for 30 years. He belongs to the Liulu Temple of the Shanhe Imperial City. He is a lay god hatched from the blood of the "dramatist" who eats grains. He has the ability to "stabilize the family and the temple."
Mana is consumed to suppress the body temple within a house, and secular gods cannot be summoned within the area."
“The temple owner ‘Dramatist’ has died, and this is an ownerless secular god wandering around the place where the temple owner died.”
In the memorial hall, there is an epic secular god pretending to be dirty.
Wuhe: "An epic piece of jewelry is worth a lot of money. Even if you don't use it in your own temple, it will still cost you a lot of money if you sell it. I said there are treasures in the memorial hall, but am I lying to you?"
Zhou Bachu admitted that although he had done a lot of tricks, he really did not lie to himself about the good treasures in the memorial hall.
An epic poem pretends to be dirty, but the value of one hundred thousand incense ash is at least worth mentioning.
What's more, this talent for pretending to be dirty seems to be ridiculously strong. The group silence field and the big ban technique make it impossible to summon the secular gods.
Regardless of its rarity, the market is determined by people, and its practical value is high. Even if the price is several times or more than other epic equipment, someone can buy it.
Of course, good things are good things, but the troubles in the memorial hall were far more than that. That small place seemed to have gathered the attention of many people.
The earphones buzzed and made a terrifying sound:
"It's best not to touch that secular god in the memorial hall."
The mourning bird flew away in fright, but Wuhe's slightly confused voice still came from the bird's mouth: "Who is it?"
The computer screen in front of Zhou Ba Wa went black, and two pale ghost hands grasped the screen frame. His thick black hair poked out, and the turbulence in his chest rested on the computer screen frame.
The female ghost leaning out of the screen dripping wax is a familiar horror movie trope, and she is obviously an old friend.
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On one side, Zhou Ba Wa is chatting in an Internet cafe, and on the other side is the polling bureau.
When the alarm sounded, Xu Baihua, who had just taken Zhang Shun out for dinner and returned to the station, asked what was going on.
He learned: The Great Impure Form and ran away.
The garbage recycling truck in the city, flies flying around in the closed space with a disgusting smell, and the filth is like a meditation room. The Buddha's heart has been left with the great impure sign, which has escaped capture, and he is meditating and chanting sutras.
"Namo Living Buddha, Hutuktu, and the original Maitreya, grow thousands of roots of troubles, don't get attached to the sign, don't get attached to the sign..."
The Great Impure Sign was reciting sutras, and then suddenly opened the garbage under the seat. In the garbage pile, a monk's face was revealed, which looked like a Buddha statue.
On the monk's face, one eye is open and the other is closed. The closed one is not unable to be opened, nor does it not open, but it is blind.
"Afo, this disciple is extremely unclean and has become obsessed with his appearance."
This one-eyed monk's face is that of Hutuketu, the Living Buddha, one of the six holding ears at the same level as the Wusheng Old Mother in the Great Crying Mountain.
Of course, the one in the garbage dump is not his true body, or it is hard to say whether he has a true body or not, because no outsider has ever seen him except his disciples.
People have never seen the Living Buddha, only saw the disciples of the Living Buddha walking around the world, and gradually began to think that there is a Buddha.
Living Buddha Hutuktu has thirty-two appearances and eighty kinds of good disciples walking around the world. The disciples never know where the master is. They only know that the master will appear once they are in the appearance.
Hutuktu is like living in their group consciousness.
"Living Buddha, I made a mistake and couldn't find what you were looking for from the memorial hall. There is something difficult to deal with there."
The great impure sign clasped his hands together, said Buddha, and confessed his sin to the Hutuktu in the garbage pile.
The monk opened his mouth and spat something out to the great impurity.
Not strangers, help soldiers decide.
The living Buddha said the Buddha's name: "I am compassionate, Buddha. If we go again, if that thing blocks our way, we will cross over."
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ps: The previously set [Shanhe Imperial City Feudal Temple] was renamed [Shanhe Imperial City Department Liulu Temple] to avoid suspicion.
