Huadaolou was already convinced by this sudden appearance of the warlord.
What's more, the five major longevity palaces in the Qing Dynasty have always been the target of the Xiexin Sect, and a lot of work has been done in these years.
At this moment, another black book appeared in the palm of the warlord's hand.
"Open it and take a look."
Hanadolou took the book and found that it contained a very strong aura of death, as well as a curse method that was not part of Kyushu magic.
In doubt, the moment I opened the book:
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
A weird scream suddenly broke out.
The warlord seemed to have expected it. As soon as he grabbed his hand, the screams suddenly stopped.
Due to the quick action, Huadaolou was not affected and looked at the content on the page in surprise.
It was a Western succubus that looked sometimes extremely beautiful and sometimes extremely ugly.
Behind this banshee, there is a waning moon.
Under his feet are bones and tombstones, which look very strange.
"This is……"
"Stuff from the Ghost Story Association?"
The warlord nodded:
"It's the ghost body that symbolizes the mourning banshee on the nun who was killed by the executioner."
"The Ghost Story Association is different from us. We, Jiuzhou Xiuxiu, and the Ghost Story Association and other countries do not have such a fundamental culture."
"They condensed the ghost stories into some kind of object and attached it to the human body."
"In this way, it is easy to create a strong man in a short period of time."
"But as long as the ghost story is taken out, it will be useless."
"That's why the nun died so easily."
"Logically speaking, the Kaidans that have not been eliminated will return to the Kaidan Association, but I intercepted them midway and sealed them in this ancient book."
"After arriving at Jinling City, we will act according to the opportunity."
"As long as you feel it is necessary, release this weird story."
"Whether it turns out to be successful or not, the blame can still be placed on the Ghost Story Association."
Huadaolou's eyebrows moved.
Speaking of which, he would be an idiot if he didn't understand.
…
On the second day, Kong Sang, who had rested all day, stretched and opened the door to start normal business.
Zhao Xiaocheng is cleaning and Zhao Yuecheng is cooking.
Kong Sang suddenly felt that this kind of life was quite good.
After turning on the TV, I didn't plan to watch anything interesting, but suddenly I saw a piece of news:
"Reported live by our reporter."
"Currently, the classroom at Beijing University where the incident occurred has been sealed off."
"Witnesses said that during morning class, they opened the classroom and found the victim sitting in front of the desk in the form of a skeleton..."
Looking at the reporter's report, Kong Sang frowned.
Ever since Kyushu opened up information about strange powers and chaotic gods, even the news has become a lot more "explosive".
Looking at the ashes on the table under the reporter's lens, Kong Sang couldn't help showing a confused expression.
On the side, Zhao Xiaocheng couldn't help but said:
"It's becoming more and more evil now."
"A skeleton with no flesh and blood at all, just like a fake model."
"As a result, when the first student entered the classroom, he turned into a pile of ashes. This also frightened people psychologically."
Kong Sang touched his chin:
"And the most bizarre thing is that there are also books on a major from Beijing University on this table?"
"Is this a college student from Beijing University?"
Zhao Xiaocheng scratched his head with a feather duster, looked at the Xian family who was helping, and spread his hands:
"Who knows?"
"Anyway, this is a criminal case and has nothing to do with us."
At this moment, Kong Sang's phone rang.
Taking a closer look, it was Director Xia Liang.
Kong Sang simply turned on the speakerphone and turned on the computer skillfully.
"Hello? Director."
"Kongsang, we have already found out what you asked us to investigate."
"Wang Shuizhi's situation is quite special. I will use the internal network to transmit it to you."
"Based on your conjecture, our bureau also conducted an analysis and found that your conjecture is very likely."
"Wang Shuizhi is very likely to be related to Lanruo Hotel."
"And... according to the satellite positioning photos, just after you left Lanxi No. 1 High School, Wang Shuizhi directly entered the classroom of Class Three."
"He stayed in there for at least a few hours, probably dealing with something."
"When he left, he held a piece of porcelain in his arms. Take a look."
As he said that, the photos were already displayed on the computer.
The photo still looks a bit blurry.
Kong Sang squinted his eyes and after careful observation, he was basically sure that it was bone china.
"Director, do you know where he is going?"
Xia Liang said in a deep voice:
"We found out his itinerary."
"Currently, he is heading to Jinling."
"But you don't have to worry. Our people have already set off. You can rest first. Leave this matter to us."
After hanging up the phone, Kong Sang looked at the information sent by Director Xia Liang.
"Wang Shuizhi, nineteen years old, registered in Jinling?"
"When I was young, after my parents died suddenly and mysteriously, I moved to live with my aunt."
"The next year, three members of my aunt's family died suddenly. No relatives were willing to adopt her, so she grew up in an orphanage."
"I have excellent academic performance since I was a child and have a quiet personality. However, in high school, I was admitted to the No. 1 High School in Lanxi Town on my own."
"And before that, there were many records of trips from Jinling to Lanxi Town."
"The social background is simple..."
After reading it, Kong Sang fell into deep thought.
In fact, if we look at it now, his parents, aunt, and family all died suddenly, which is already very abnormal.
However, the Department of Good and Evil at that time was not functioning well, and Wang Shuizhi was only in elementary school at the time, so he would not be included as a suspect.
Moreover, it is a very strange thing to pass the high school entrance examination from the welfare institution to the first high school in Lanxi Town.
Although according to the time, there was no concept of school district housing at that time. Basically, as long as you have high scores, you can go to any high school, but...
However, apart from these two doubts, just looking at Wang Shuizhi's life background, there is no difference from ordinary people.
I didn't encounter any so-called special events.
"What role...does he play in Lanruo Hotel?"
"Obviously, he is not a member of the Xiexin Cult, let alone a member of the Ghost Stories Association..."
"But can you find a balance between these two forces and gain your own interests?"
"The bone china contains the memories of Dachengzi and I at that time. Speaking of which... it is a bit strange for this kind of thing to be attached to the bone china."
"What exactly...is the problem?"
Kong Sang's thoughts were interrupted by the breakfast cooked by Zhao Yuecheng.
"Okay, come up and have breakfast first."
…
Inside a luxury apartment in London, UK:
Cang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
There is a mobile phone in hands-free mode on the table.
"This is the situation." Su Karen's voice rang from the phone: "The Ripper in Zhang Lin's body has disappeared. According to the rules, she will naturally withdraw from the Weird Tales Association."
"The Oddity Investigation Bureau has also started work. She will not be in danger."
Cang opened his mouth and said:
"That's fine."
"Anyway, she didn't voluntarily become a member of the Ghost Story Association."
"By the way, the twins have come back. They said the nun was killed. What about the banshee?"
Su Karen was stunned:
"The banshee ran away on the spot."
"Why, haven't you returned to the Holy Grail of the Association?"
Cang was silent for a moment:
"It seems... the Ghost Stories Association has suffered a lot of losses this time."
"Forget it about Zhang Lin and the nun, Jack the Ripper and the Banshee themselves are already finished."
"It's not easy to reunite Kaitan now."
"In a short period of time, the Ghost Story Association will not be able to add any more members."
"Well, that's fine too."
"We lost a Zhang Lin, and the priest lost a nun."
"It's best to get the twins back themselves. They are well cared for by the pianist, the farmer, and the countess."
"If you really die in Kongsang's hands, you will be in real trouble."
"Okay, I know about this matter and I will handle it."
Su Kailun didn't say anything else.
"Cang, after all this trouble, the priest still doesn't respond?"
Cang smiled coldly:
"He is very cunning. He seems to have done everything and yet has done nothing. Even his memory is disturbed."
Before he finished speaking, Su Kailun's phone call was suddenly disconnected.
His eyebrows furrowed.
The large apartment suddenly became gloomy.
Immediately following:
"Ta...ta..."
"Ta...ta..."
The sound of leather shoes slowly walked out of the fog in front of me in an orderly manner.
Along with the crow's call, pieces of black feathers scattered throughout the apartment.
Cang Wei narrowed his eyes:
"I don't believe in birds in my apartment."
"Especially... the unlucky crow..."
In an instant, the crow that had just flown out of the mist screamed as if being squeezed by an invisible force. It exploded without even a trace of blood flowing out, and then turned into powder and disappeared.
"Oh my, my character is still so rude."
The priest in the fog has completely come out.
He speaks English with a London accent, just like an old gentleman.
Judging from his clothing and voice, he appears to be a middle-aged white man.
However, when the priest took off his beak mask, what came into view was another young man.
Then, the young man suddenly turned into a gray-haired old man.
Cang Leng snorted:
"When did you... get in touch with the Ten Immortality Totems!"
"I can understand that Shi Changsheng can find the Xiexin Sect, but it will be difficult to find you who are far away in London..."
The priest didn't seem to play the trick of disappearing, and showed a smile:
"indeed."
"Actually, I was just wandering around Hancheng at first."
"Until many years ago, I met a boy."
His eyebrows furrowed.
The priest smiled and said:
"That boy surprised me..."
"Obviously my parents have just died, and I am still young, but there is no trace of sadness at all."
"And when he opened his mouth... he wanted to cooperate with me in planning..."
"Setting this trap that spans many years to the longevity totem!"
[Author's digression]: The excessive plot is over, starting tomorrow, we will officially enter the longevity flower