Chapter 300: The protector of the Five Plagues, come and go
"Chi!"
"Well!"
The black shadow groaned, retreated with the help of huge palm force, and broke free from the shackles of the mire.
Zhou Shi looked at the thin arm stretched out from the black robe in stunned silence. The black shadow actually had a third hand! He used this hand to resolve the palm!
Zheng Yao was also stunned, but then he threw out three talisman papers, made a hand seal, and transformed into three ghost figures and sneaked into the ground.
The swamp rolled up like boiling water, and three mud springs rose up, transforming into three fierce beasts with teeth and claws.
Zhou Shi heard Shan Ding whisper: "Five ghost talisman?"
Three mud beasts bit the black shadow. Shan Ding pulled Zhou Shi back and said: "Don't go, these things can take away people's luck!"
Seeing that the black shadow was in trouble, the delicate, deformed arm stretched out of the black robe and formed a handprint.
The next moment, three evil mud beasts suddenly exploded, and mud scattered like rain.
Zheng Yao frowned and threw out another talisman. A red light enveloped him, as if something bounced off it.
The black shadow raised its head, its robe bulged, and flew up to the sky.
Zhou Shi raised his hand and pointed, and several red lines shot out, but none of them caught the black shadow.
"Don't chase after poor bandits!"
Shan Ding shouted these words and hurriedly ran to Han Zhong who fell from the rag bag.
Zhou Shi secretly gritted his teeth at the sky, looked back, and his brows jumped in shock.
"how……"
Han Zhong was seen lying straight in the mud like a wooden man, with blood flowing from his body.
Two rags were wrapped around Shan Ding's arms to help turn the former colleague over.
A big hole opened in his abdomen, and rotten and smelly internal organs poured out, which was horrifying.
If there were any wild beasts around, maybe borrowing its internal organs... Zhou Shi quickly gave up this idea. He used the technique of looking at the qi to see that the three fires on Han Zhong's body had been extinguished, and he could no longer die.
"Hey, don't touch it if you don't want to die!" Zheng Yao hurried over, glanced at the body and then turned to Zhou Shi, "It's hopeless, call the soul."
The iron abacus rang a few times, and Han Zhong's ghost condensed and took shape above the corpse.
"Did you kill Boss Wang?"
"No..." Yin Hun told the truth without any resistance, "They sent people... to pretend to be someone from the outer sect... so as to attract the Yin-Suppressing Division..."
Zhou Shi nodded. "Sure enough, killing a helpless old man in such a small space and using a poisonous needle is too deliberate - who are 'them'?"
"They call themselves the Five Plagues Sect..."
"Oh?" Zhou Shi and Zheng Yao looked at each other, but they didn't expect there to be clues to the belief in the God of Plague!
"Tell me about them."
"I have only seen... the Eight Winds protector... they... all have magical powers given by the gods... the protector is named after the disease... each has its own altar scattered in various places..."
"Where is the main altar of the Five Plagues Sect?" Zheng Yao asked.
"I don't know..."
"Where is the branch of the eight wind protectors?" Zhou Shi asked.
"I only know... that he often travels between Beijing and Tianjin... I met him in Tianjin..."
Oh? The two people from the Kowloon Hall looked at each other. The belief in the God of Plague that they were looking for was actually right under their noses?
"Tell me everything about Boss Wang."
"I was struggling to make a living in Jinmen in my early years... The Protector of the Eight Winds found me, showed me his magical powers, and invited me to join, but I had to pass a test first... He ordered me to come to Boss Wang's house, lurk, and wait for opportunities..."
Before Yinhun finished speaking, Zhou Shi had already noticed something was wrong. "He is infected by the God of Plague! Be careful!"
A trace of miasma covered Yin Hun's body, and the three of them took a few steps back cautiously.
In just a few breaths, Han Zhong's ghost and body were wiped out, not even a single bone was left.
"It's really amazing." Zhou Shi sighed, "So we don't know why this protector wanted to attract the Zhenyin Division. Let's go back first..."
He suddenly paused and felt that Zheng Yao's state was a little abnormal.
Ye Maoshan, who was calm and carefree, was staring at the place where Han Zhong turned into blood like a man possessed, and his body was trembling slightly.
But only for a moment, he looked away and pressed his temple lightly with his hand.
"... Take a look at the house, don't fall for the trick of trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain."
After being reminded by Zhou Shi, the three of them hurriedly returned to the luxurious study.
"I'm really ashamed. I didn't expect that the murderer was right next to me, but I didn't notice it." Shan Ding's face looked ugly.
"Don't talk about that." Zhou Shi glanced at the cultural toys, calligraphy and paintings that seemed to be valuable at first glance, "These are all boss Wang's favorite things, right?"
"certainly."
"Does he have anywhere else to collect such treasures?"
"No, Boss Wang has explained that even if the whole house is destroyed, this study cannot be lost. The old ghost and I will keep a close watch on it. Even valuables such as the title deed to the ancestral tomb are secretly placed here.
Indoors, please see..."
Shan Machi lifted up a floor, revealing a ladder leading underground.
Zhou Shi went down and looked around, and when he came back up, he already had an idea in his mind.
The futon, which Boss Wang identified as the object of Chuixiaguan, was not among them.
"Okay, let's go back and sort it out first, and come back when we have a clear idea."
"Are you leaving now?"
"Why, you still want to invite us to stay and meet with the big shots of the Yin Department for a while?" Zheng Yao returned to his deliberately unpleasant tone.
"...That's right, you two can do whatever you want."
"Protect the scene, especially the secret room, and never allow anyone to enter. If someone from the Zhenyin Division comes to see you, you should tell the truth without any taboos." Zhou Shi said, "If anyone makes trouble, let them come.
If Delou comes to me, I will deal with them."
Shan Ding secretly said that this horseman was really righteous and parted with the two of them.
Zheng Yao went back to Jiulongtang first to meet his orders, while Zhou Shi went elsewhere on the pretext that he needed to see off guests at the Yinhun Inn.
After walking around in circles for several times to make sure that no one was around, Dashu called out Wen Bo.
"Are you going back to the study?"
"Exactly, go directly into the secret room."
Purple light flashed, Zhou Shi took out the fire folder and quickly packed several calligraphy, paintings and small items in the secret room.
"Walk!"
The first ray of light shone into an elegant courtyard in Jiangdu City. Wang Yinchang rubbed his eyes and walked out of the room, playing a set of health-preserving boxing in the courtyard.
When the eighth posture "Flying Dragon Exploring the Sea" was about to end, there was a rapid knock on the door.
"What are you doing! No guests before noon!" Wang Yinchang shouted dissatisfied.
But the voice that came next forced him to give up the ninth form of "Ape Catching the Moon". "It's me, Zhou Shi!"
In a familiar room, Zhou Shi and Wang Yinchang sat opposite each other.
"What brought you here? Didn't you go north to Beijing? How..."
"Ahem, I have some unfinished business in Jiangdu, so I came back as soon as I settled down in the capital." Zhou Shi spread the things in his arms on the table, and at the same time found that all the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of the house had been overturned.
He said, "Also, I would like to ask your help to take a look at this."
"Oh?" Wang Yinchang perked up and picked up the calligraphy and paintings on the case one by one, including the brushes and seals, "It's amazing, it's amazing..."
After reading them all, he came to the conclusion: "They are all fakes."
Zhou Shi leaned back. "Oh?"
"If any of the items here are real, they can hit my wall - ahem, after that incident last time, I could only sleep well by covering them - the imitation is indeed exquisite, and most antique shops will definitely
I can’t tell whether it’s true or not. Where did you get it from? It’s not your own, right?”
Seeing Zhou Shi's hesitation, he hurriedly said, "If it's inconvenient for you, don't tell me. Just pretend I didn't ask."
"Thank you, Mr. Wang, for your guidance. Farewell."
Zhou Shi stood up and left angrily. Wang Yinchang was stunned for a while before he chased after him.
"Hey, Shopkeeper Zhou, when will you come again? We..."
But when I walked out of the door and looked around, I saw that tall and thin figure in a long gown?