Another red brick exploded on Xiahou Zimin's face. Chu Yu and Dong Shiyu, who came in with Su Haoran, covered their faces and felt pain for him just looking at it.
"Ah! You bastard, you have the guts to kill me!" Xiahou Zimin roared in pain. Two bricks hit his nose bone completely. His two front teeth were smashed out, and his speech was slurred.
Snapped!
Immediately afterwards, another brick hit his head and he was photographed.
Xiahou Zimin was so frightened that he covered his face with his hands. As a result, both hands were beaten to pieces.
Immediately afterwards, Su Haoran did something again, which almost caused Xiahou Zimin internal injuries.
"This compass is good, it seems to have some skills!"
Su Haoran flipped his hand and took away the compass placed on Han Miao's belly.
"Asshole, that's the treasure of my ghost sect, Xiahou Clan, give it back to me, I..."
Snapped!
Another red brick slapped Xiahou Zimin on the face, knocking back the last half of his sentence.
After collecting the compass, Su Haoran's eyes flashed with golden light, and then his face lit up with joy. He took out a thread-bound yellow book from Xiahou Zimin's arms, with the words "Three Changes of the Ghost Bureau" written on the cover.
"You are looking for death. This is the secret skill passed down from my Xiahou family. Give it back to me, otherwise..."
Snapped!
Another piece of red was patted down, and it made Young Master Xiahou completely unrecognizable.
Liang Jiu watched Su Haoran beating people, and while rubbing his face, he said: "My master is too cruel, but I don't understand, where did he get so many bricks?"
Chu Yu and Dong Shiyu shook their heads at the same time, and the two women were unclear.
Who would have thought that there is such a good thing as a storage ring in this world? When the three of them came to Longmen Hospital, the car passed by a construction site. With a wave of his hand, Su Haoran stole two piles of red bricks.
"Boy, kill me if you dare." Xiahou Zimin was quite tough. He was beaten to the point of losing his human shape, but he still dared to scream.
"as you wish!"
Su Haoran lifted Xiahou Zimin out of the window, opened the window, and threw him out without hesitation.
Oops!
Seeing this scene, Liang Jiu, Chu Yu and Dong Shiyu all exclaimed in surprise.
…
On the roadside outside the back wall of Longmen Hospital, there was a fortune-telling stall with the words "Prophet Emperor" embroidered on his chest. A thin old man was sitting in the stall, pinching his fingers in a pretentious manner and muttering to himself: "I'll count with my fingers. Today
There will be a sudden windfall."
Gudong!
Immediately afterwards, Xiahou Zimin fell from the sky and smashed the fortune-telling stall to pieces. The old fortune-teller jumped more than half a meter high in fright.
"Damn it! This prophecy emperor has always been extremely accurate in his fortune telling, but today, how did it turn into a sudden disaster when a sudden fortune was coming?"
While he was talking, the old man squatted down next to Young Master Xiahou and fumbled around. He pulled out more than six thousand yuan from his two trouser pockets, and then he smiled with satisfaction, "I said my calculations were accurate!"
Then, the old man picked up the chair behind him, turned around and disappeared around the corner of the intersection.
"Master, kill him!"
In the ward, Liang Jiu felt cold all over. He didn't expect that Su Haoran would dare to throw someone down from upstairs.
Su Haoran glanced at him and said: "Killing evil people is doing good deeds."
After hearing this, Liang Jiu was silent for a long time before saying: "Master is right."
Maybe because killing Xiahou Zimin made Su Haoran feel very happy, he ignored the merit astrolabe. How could the merit astrolabe not count merits for killing such a evil person?
Two minutes later, Young Master Xiahou, who smashed the fortune-telling stall, suddenly turned over and sat up.
"Oh my god, this person is not dead!"
"Zha Zhi, definitely Zha Zhi."
"It must be haunted, run!"
There was no one on the road when the Prophecy Emperor turned over the money just now, but after the Prophecy Emperor left, a few middle school students happened to come.
These students thought that Xiahou Zimin was dead, and just now they were discussing whether to call the police. As a result, Young Master Xiahou sat up again, so frightened that these little guys almost peed their pants and ran away crying and shouting.
Then, patches of frightening green energy rose up on Young Master Xiahou's face, and after another three or four minutes, most of his body recovered.
"Damn bastard, you took away my soul control compass. I only have nine living souls in my body, but I can't completely recover my body!"
Xiahou Zimin forced himself to stand up. He did not dare to stay here for a long time, so he turned around and walked towards the intersection.
In the hospital ward, Su Haoran was observing Han Miao's condition.
Liang Jiu called for special protection and had already wiped away the five bloody swastikas on Han Miao's body.
During this process, Su Haoran kept looking at the powerful soul in Han Miao's body with his clairvoyance, and asked Liang Jiu next to him, "Has anything unusual happened to Han Miao recently?"
Liang Jiu said excitedly: "There was nothing abnormal, but I came to help her with acupuncture every other day, and one time she actually woke up."
"Are you awake?" Su Haoran's brows instantly knitted into a knot.
Liang Jiu continued to say excitedly: "She woke up, but after she said something incomprehensible, she became a vegetative state again."
"What did she say?"
Su Haoran, Dong Shiyu, and Chu Yu asked in unison.
"She said, she seemed to be saying, who touched her magic? She seemed to say so, and her voice was very sharp, and she looked very angry." Liang Jiu said.
Immediately, a cold light flashed in Su Haoran's eyes.
He obtained the Spirit Replenishing Technique from the pool under the cliff. Could it be that the opportunity he obtained belonged to the soul in Han Miao's body?
He couldn't care much anymore. In order to avoid unexpected situations, Su Haoran raised his hand and pulled out seven golden needles and said: "Liang Jiu, watch carefully. I will teach you the seven-needle soul-sealing technique now. From now on, follow my method and give him seven needles every seven days."
Change the needle. Also, you need to strengthen the security of the hospital and not let outsiders come in casually."
After the seventh needle fell, Su Haoran's and Chu Yu's cell phones buzzed twice at the same time.
The two instinctively took out their mobile phones and saw that the ghost group with the bloody swastika as its name had been disbanded.
"The group is disbanded and the deputy manager succeeded!"
At the same time, in the business department of Shixuan Trading, Xiaowen raised her mobile phone and jumped up excitedly.
"The deputy manager is so good, we are all saved."
"That's great, we don't have to die, haha!"
"It was like having a nightmare."
Everyone relaxed, especially Dandan from the concierge department. She was not from the business department, but she got involved. Seeing that the group chat was disbanded, she quickly left the business department.
noon!
Su Haoran and the other two were eating in a restaurant behind the hospital. Su Haoran kept turning his head to look out the window and said calmly: "The matter is not over yet, that Xiahou Zimin is not dead."
Where he looked was where Xiahou Zimin was thrown down the stairs.
Chu Yu's delicate body trembled when he heard it, and he said with red eyes: "It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, it wouldn't have caused such a trouble, and it wouldn't have killed several colleagues."
"It has nothing to do with you."
Su Haoran said calmly: "Everything has a cause and effect, and everyone has a destiny. Xiahou Zimin killed the person, and the person who was killed is destined to die in his hands. If I meet him again next time, I will definitely
His head was removed so that he would not have a chance to stand up again."
Also because of the master-slave relationship of connected fate and cause and effect, Dong Shiyu heard what Su Haoran said was right and immediately added: "Sister Yu, you don't have to blame yourself, my master is right."
In the afternoon, the police station sent several more police officers to report the information issued by the business department.
We conducted a detailed investigation into what happened.
When Su Haoran came back alone, he unexpectedly saw Ji Jiao.
What surprised Su Haoran even more was that the female police chief, who was originally very resistant to him, actually walked up to him and pointed outside, "Let's talk."
"Okay." Su Haoran walked with him to the corridor outside without hesitation.
Ji Jiao said: "This case of your business department has been handled together with the murder case I mentioned last time."
"What's the connection between these two cases?" Su Haoran asked.
Ji Jiao said: "There is a huge connection. Some time ago, there were forty-nine murder cases in Ningzhou. Each victim had a swastika drawn with blood on their forehead. And this time you encountered
The supernatural events are also related to the bloody swastika characters."
Su Haoran remained silent, listening to what she continued to say.
Ji Jiao added: "You have dealt with the people behind this big case, and I know you are not an ordinary person, so I would like to ask you to help investigate this case."
Su Haoran remained silent. Frankly speaking, he didn't really want to cooperate with Ji Jiao, and he believed that the ordinary police force was simply incapable of dealing with Xiahou Zimin.
But think about it, if these ordinary police officers really want to face the weird young man Xiahou, doesn't that mean they are going to die?
So, Su Haoran reluctantly nodded and said: "If you find any clues, inform me as soon as possible. You can't deal with that guy."
"Okay, I hope we can have a happy cooperation!" Ji Jiao acted very friendly this time and took the initiative to extend her hand to Su Haoran.
Unfortunately, Su Haoran had no intention of shaking hands with her, and turned back to the business department. Ji Jiao was so angry that she almost ground her snow-white teeth into pieces, stamped her little foot fiercely, and said: "How many people are eager to please me, you
What are you pulling?!"
Returning to his office, Su Haoran turned his right hand, took out "Three Transformations of the Ghost Game" and started to read it.
The Xiahou family's secret skill is actually the art of taking souls from murderers, using the living souls to improve their skills to repair injured bodies, and using the dead souls to form arrays to harm people.
The ghost scene they experienced in the morning was the second of the three changes in the ghost scene, the ghost-hunting change. The murder cases that occurred in Ningzhou were painted with bloody swastikas, which was the first change.
Yin and Yang take spiritual changes.
"The Xiahou clan actually relied on this method to become an ancient clan passed down from generation to generation. This clan must not be allowed to survive."
Su Haoran's body suddenly felt an unprecedented murderous aura.
At the same time, a fortune-telling stall was set up on the side of the road outside Tingyu Qin Store on Ningjiang East Street.
A thin old man with the words "Prophet Emperor" embroidered on his chest sat behind the stall, pinched his fingers and muttered to himself: "I calculated with my fingers, my life is in the east, and this place is close to water. The time is right here.
If you spread it, you will definitely make a fortune."
At this moment, Liu Yutong walked out of the piano store and saw the prophecy empress. She came over with a smile and said, "Sir, I will give birth in three months. Can you tell me the fortune of my future child?"
The prophecy emperor looked overjoyed and said: "Wow! Madam, you have a noble face and pure kindness in your eyes. You are destined to be rich and wealthy in this life. Come, tell me your birth date, and I will calculate your destiny first.
Then we can naturally deduce the fate of your future child."
"Well, sir, my birth date is..." Liu Yutong announced his birth date and generously handed over ten red tickets.
The prophecy emperor excitedly put away the money, and then quickly calculated: "Madam is destined to be a noble person, she is transcending the mortal world, she has the appearance of a dominating emperor and empress, actually...ah poof!"
Before the prophecy emperor could finish his words, he suddenly spat out blood and his face turned as pale as paper. He said in panic: "You, you, you are the twin souls of the back soul, and your destiny has your own godhead. I can't calculate it. If you continue to calculate it, I will die."
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PS: Thanks to moral student 609, yi1229 for the reward!