The man in black suddenly moved, but instead of running away, he bumped into a tree, his brains bursting out, and the situation was extremely tragic.
The villagers were so frightened that they screamed, and the air was filled with all kinds of weird smells.
The ghost of the man in black came out of his body and disappeared in a flash.
A person who commits suicide cannot be reincarnated, so he does not need to go to the underworld. He can only be a lonely ghost. As long as he is not discovered by ghosts, he can always escape the punishment of the Yin Law.
But I didn't expect that he would actually escape by committing suicide.
Seeing her ghost flying away, I looked at Master anxiously, but Master waved his hand: "It's not my territory, let the local ghosts catch her."
Forgot, Master is still a troublesome master.
It was already two o'clock in the middle of the night, and the old man looked down and asked me to help them.
They can still see ghosts now, which means they are greatly affected by yin energy and need to replenish yang energy. As immortals, fateful masters come to seek help. Even if they don't like them anymore, they still have to do what they can.
So, Wong Tai Sin and Sister Wu Ming took action to help each of them replenish their yang energy. It was almost four o'clock in the morning when they finished their work.
I just found out that the old man was the village chief of Xinhe Village. No wonder he had great status. He gave me a big red envelope, which he said was the income of their village for a quarter.
I didn't refuse, and put it into my pocket safely, automatically ignoring the expectant glances next to me.
Finally, I asked the old man to do me a favor and asked him to lead the villagers to report the wrong things Wang Zhou had done. After the village chief agreed, I returned the red envelope to them.
As for those people who died tonight, I believe the relevant departments will make their own conclusions.
After rejecting the village chief's polite invitation to stay and rest, we left the village.
It is already bright at four o'clock in summer, and the sky is still glowing with a faint blue-gray color.
In the distance, an off-road vehicle parked quietly at the entrance of the village. Zhao Yang leaned against the vehicle, holding a flickering cigarette between his fingertips. His forehead was wet with dew, and his beautiful eyes were sleepy under his forehead.
Got to be a little confused.
Seeing Master and I walking out, Zhao Yang threw away the cigarette butt and kicked it into the soil with his feet.
He ran his slender fingers through his forehead hair and pushed all the hair away. Only a few naughty hairs fell down and rested on his forehead. Only then did he wake up a little.
"Sorry, we came out late." I smiled sheepishly. Not only did I ask Zhao Yang to send us here, walking on such a rugged mountain road, but I also asked others to wait at the entrance of the village all night.
Zhao Yang shook his head gently: "The air here is very good, and the scenery is also very good."
I was about to be polite again, when I suddenly froze and turned to look at the car.
Chu Jingjing held her child in her arms and sat in the passenger seat. They both fell asleep.
In the back seat, Wang Zhou was slapping the car window in fear. His left eye was a little blue, the corner of his mouth was broken, and he was covered in mud.
There are several footprints on the body.
"This..." Wang Zhou didn't run away, was he caught by Zhao Yang?
It seems like Wang Zhou and Zhao Yang had to fight for a while, so why is Zhao Yang so clean?
I turned my head and looked at Zhao Yang in surprise, and pointed at the car window.
Zhao Yang curled his lips: "I guess you came here to find him, so you left him here."
Liu... How can this be Liu? This is clearly tied up.
"What do you think?" Master asked calmly as he opened the back door and got in.
Zhao Yang nodded: "Well, you picked up this eldest sister at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and this man ran out with her and the child, so I guess they are a couple. If I hadn't been looking for him, the eldest sister wouldn't have been so panicked when she came.
Bar."
I opened the rear door on the other side and sat in the back with Master, sandwiching the dirty Wang Zhou. Zhao Yang opened the driver's seat, turned on the ignition, and the car rolled backwards little by little.
Sister Wong Tai Sin and Hu Ming were lying on the front of the car, squinting their eyes against the wind. They seemed exhausted.
Zhao Yang is really terrifyingly sharp.
Wang Zhou didn't stop: "Let me down! Let me down right away! When that person comes, you won't have any good fruits to eat!"
The master snapped his fingers, and Wang Zhou's voice became quieter and quieter. Finally, his head tilted and he fell into a deep sleep.
I quietly glanced at the driver's seat. Zhao Yang didn't seem to notice this strange scene.
Back in the city, I asked Zhao Yang to drive to the police station and send Wang Zhou there. According to the agreement between me and the mayor of Xinhe Village, they would come over in the afternoon.
After Chu Jingjing heard the whole story, she was speechless for a long time. She didn't seem to expect that her husband would do such a thing. Finally, she thanked me and left in despair with her child in her arms.
When I got home, I said goodbye to Zhao Yang, and we went back to our respective homes. Because he was so helpful, I even asked him to have dinner with me.
Zhao Yang agreed with a smile.
I could no longer keep my eyelids open, so I casually took off my leather jacket, took a change of clothes and walked to the bathroom.
Sister Hu Ming and Huang Taixian returned directly to the entrance of the hall to rest. Master said he wanted to go back to handle official business in the underworld.
Soaking in the bathtub, playing with the dense foam, I reviewed the game.
Just two or three days after I entered the industry, I encountered evil cultivators. As expected, in any legal world or any industry, there are black and white. Especially for our small group of people, the thoughts we have are extremely destructive.
As a decent person, I will inevitably encounter them sooner or later, so I have to make plans in advance to nip them in the bud.
There is also the matter with the second uncle. Although I have guessed it in all likelihood, I have not confirmed that the weirdo who stole the barefoot spirit has a close relationship with the second uncle.
My second uncle didn't answer directly. Maybe I could ask the master in a roundabout way. Since I have not hid anything from the master, there is no need to explain awkwardly.
Also, on the one hand, I feel that the person who stole the barefoot spirit must have done more than that, and may even be an evil cultivator, otherwise my second uncle would not be afraid of my master.
On the other hand, after my master heard my voice, he didn't react too much and didn't take it seriously.
Therefore, maybe there is some misunderstanding, or that person is not as evil as the second uncle thought. I'd better figure it out early, otherwise the second uncle will be tired from work and worry about it, and he won't have much hair left.
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I thought about it and decided to call Lulu.
I get angry when I think of Lulu. She started hiding things from me just a few days after I left.
I grabbed my phone and opened it angrily. I was stunned by the message that suddenly popped up on my phone.
Chen Xi asked me if I was done with my work, and Brother Song Liang asked me why I hadn’t explained to the group yet. Lulu, Han Ziqi, Uncle Han, Aunt Qi, and Uncle Huang all seemed to have heard Brother Song Liang say that I was chatting with a neighbor here.
Damn it, he got a younger brother out of thin air.
The screen was filled with red...the messages seemed to be exploding.
Oops, forget it, I'll explain it one by one.
Just as I was about to open the group at my house, there was a knock on my door.
A gentle and healing voice came from outside: "Excuse me, is A Qi's younger brother Ma here? I am the fifth Qiming."