After Rebirth, I Returned to Miaojiang to Inherit My Family Business

The slender and pale limbs flicked across the shadows in the corner without making a sound. Invisible silk thread outlines a skyscraper web, and the dense yin and resentment on the spider thread obscures the monitoring, the alarm does not sound, and the fully armed Zhou family guards who are patrolling are not aware of it, and the human-faced scorpion sneaked into Zhou Xinhong. study.

It becomes very small, as small as a sesame seed. The grimace patterns formed by the grievances on the back became the same color and shape as the study wallpaper pattern, which was extremely concealable. Under Wu Rong's order, the human-faced scorpion climbed onto the wall behind the desk.

Just as Wu Rong speculated, there is a subtle difference between the yin energy behind the wall and other places. The human-faced scorpion is extremely sensitive to Yin Qi to be able to detect this too small surprise. It spins silk quietly, using transparent silk threads to quietly outline different areas of Yin Qi. In a very inconspicuous hotel diagonally opposite the Zhou Family Building, Wu Rong checked the time.

There are still ten minutes to seven o'clock, Zhou Xinhong should be almost at the Seven Treasures Buddhist Hall.

"Brother Rong, there are a few people from the northeast who have been watching the Zhou Family Mansion for a long time."

Huangmao's voice came from the blood deed, and he subdued more than a dozen mosquitoes, and released nearly twenty mosquitoes, like his eyeliner hidden in the crowd.

"It is estimated that other forces will also attack the Zhou family tonight."

Bai Gu's tone was dignified, the last thing they wanted to see happened. It was rare for Zhou Xinhong to leave the Zhou Family Mansion and go to the Seven Treasures Buddhist Hall. Those forces that were secretly ready to move would not miss this opportunity. This kind of situation must have been expected by Zhou Xinhong, and he definitely left a lot of support in the Zhou family mansion.

But this time is also Wu Rong's best chance to **** the jade worm, so he can't let it go.

Up to now, we can only play by ear and take one step at a time.

"My brother..."

"Hush."

Just as Su Xiaomi was about to speak, Wu Rong stopped him. He suddenly closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling the prickly face.

There is a situation!

After the human-faced worm was collected by Wu Rong as a Gu worm, Wu Rong could completely judge the surrounding environment through its five senses. The string of his sense of crisis was suddenly pulsated, and he immediately controlled the human face and substituted its perception. Developed from a perspective completely different from that of humans, the world in the eyes of the human face is only black and gray in different shades, which is the color of Yin Qi.

Through the eyes of the human face, Wu Rong looked at the wall. The walls are covered with wood-colored wallpaper, with low-key and luxurious dark patterns floating on it. In the middle of the wall hung a framed photo of Zhou Xinhong and Bai Mei's wedding. In the photo, Zhou Xinhong was in a suit and leather shoes, with a tall and straight figure, and Bai Mei was as beautiful as a flower, with a happy smile on his face. But the fact that the human face can see the picture of this wedding photo shows that it is not just an ordinary photo, but a very dark object of repression!

In the photo, the faces of Zhou Xinhong and Bai Mei are all deeply outlined by Yin Qi, forming an aura of pulling and suppressing each other. There is indeed another mystery behind this wall. The dark gray air adheres to the wall, making it appear as dark as a rainy day. Surrounding the photo frame, the outline of the shape can be vaguely seen from the spider silk of the human face.

It was a standing figure.

Where does the sense of crisis come from?

Under Wu Rong's control, the human-faced scorpion hid in the corner between the photo frame and the wall. Through its eyes, Wu Rong looked around Zhou Xinhong's study. It was raining continuously outside the window, the light in the study was very dark, and the sound of pattering rain made the study extraordinarily quiet. Zhou Xinhong's desk was kept clean and tidy, and the documents and items were neatly placed in various categories.

Zhou Xinhong's study room is very large, but there are not many decorations, and it looks very simple. There is no place to rest like a sofa, and the only place that can be counted as leisure is directly opposite the desk, which is a bogu shelf with various kinds of emeralds placed on it. It can be seen that he is not a fun-loving, very well-adjusted person.

After looking around, Wu Rong still didn't find anything unusual, nor did he find the source of the fleeting sense of crisis. Controlling the human-faced scorpion, he left along the original road in a low-key manner, and Wu Rong was going to let him evacuate first.

tick.

The sound of water droplets falling was particularly abrupt in the silent study room. Wu Rong immediately realized that it wasn't the sound of rain outside the window, it was coming from the study! Zhou Xinhong's study room was far away from the washroom, and there was no drinking fountain or anything like that, and it was even less likely that it would leak.

Where did the dripping sound come from?

tick.

Another drop of water fell, and the human-faced scorpion had already fallen vertically along the wall to the ground, but the water drop fell right next to it! It didn't splash a little bit of water, but was quickly absorbed by the carpet, leaving dark circular marks. At the same time, a gloomy, cold and powerful resentment locked the human face.

It was too late to dodge, Wu Rong controlled his face and looked up. Directly above the photo frame, on the roof, a dark air like water marks outlines a vague woman's face. The woman's indifferent and cold gaze looked down, and a drop of scarlet Yin Qi fell from the corner of her eye like tears. Wu Rong, whose consciousness is in the face of the human face, can clearly feel that the huge and heavy resentment is as terrifying as the top of a mountain, and it is impossible to dodge at all.

Click.

With a soft sound, the human face scorpion shattered like a ripe watermelon, and was completely dispersed into powder by the Yin Qi.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

Wu Rong came back to his senses suddenly, his whole body was drenched like water. Just now he experienced the same death as the human-faced scorpion. The sense of horror and fear poured over his brain like boiling water, and his thinking and consciousness fell into a blank. It was then awakened with the same frightened hiss.

"Hiss, hiss!"

The shrunken human face was lying on the back of Wu Rong's hand and trembling, as if paralyzed by fright. An orange halo flashed across it. When Fu Qing sucked Wu Rong's blood the night before, the Gu species also quietly took a few mouthfuls of Zhengyanghuo. Although this is not enough to be refined as a pure fire element, it also enhances its ability. Wu Rong can mark one of her subordinate Gu with Gu seeds, and split it into child Gu and mother Gu.

The one Wu Rong sent to Zhou Xinhong's study just now is the child Gu of the human-faced scorpion, and the mother Gu will not perish unless it is injured.

Sure enough, the Zhou family was wrong.

Wu Rong came back to his senses with a dignified expression. Fortunately, he let the man with the most keen sense of yin qi go to explore the way first. Judging from the outline of yin qi, it is very likely that the thing embedded in the wall of Zhou Xinhong's study is the one after daytime. remains. However, if there are photo frames and other things to suppress it, the resentment after daytime should not appear, let alone form resentment like water marks. Zhou Xinhong often works in his study, so he shouldn't put himself in danger all the time.

Time, it should be the relationship of time.

Zhou Jin went to the cemetery to commemorate her mother yesterday, and the death day after daytime should be around these two days.

Wu Rong had a flash of inspiration.

Could it be that Zhou Xinhong's study would show such a strange appearance on the day of his death? After being dead for so many years, Zhou Xinhong has been imprisoning her soul. The pain, torment and resentment are enough to turn her into a ghost. The special wedding photos are not only for suppressing her, but also for constantly arousing the resentment of Dayhou, making her more fierce and terrifying. .

It is less than two days since Zhou Jin's death, and if Quanxia knows after daytime, the resentment will definitely reach its peak. Just seeing that she can imprison the jade worm and absorb its energy, it is clear that the strength of the resentful soul has reached a terrifying level after daytime.

Wu Rong's face darkened.

"The forecast was wrong."

Zhou Xinhong estimated that he would not come back. He guessed that someone would take advantage of this time to explore his secrets, so he simply opened the Zhou Family Mansion as a bait to attract those people to search and explore, making them a fresh source of nourishment for resentful souls after daytime. flesh.

If Wu Rong wants to capture the jade worm, it is very likely that he will have to face the corpse after daytime. His biggest advantage now is that Zhou Jin is by his side.

At 7:25 in the evening, at the entrance of the Zhou Family Building, Zhou Jin was stopped by the guards.

"Master, you can't—"

"Go away!"

Zhou Jin let out a stern voice, and the two black-clothed bodyguards who were following behind him immediately struck out and beat the guard who was blocking him to the ground. Standing on the steps, the particularly thin Zhou Jin straightened her back, took off her sunglasses, condescendingly glanced at the surrounding guards, her thin lips curved in disgust: "I'm going back to my home, and I still need to talk to you guys Waste report?"

"Go away!"

"Master, master—"

The scene that happened at the entrance of the Zhou Family Building was noticed by the caring people who were always monitoring here, and immediately contacted with the walkie-talkie: "The situation has changed. Zhou Jin broke into the target building, and Zhou Jin led someone into the target building."

"receive."

The Ministry of Public Security in Jieyang was under martial law, and the special police officers with unfamiliar faces were fully armed, and there were pools of blood on the ground. The corpses were piled up in a corner, and a talisman to prevent the recovery of the spirit was pasted on it. The Ministry of Public Security, which had been corrupted by the Zhou family for more than ten years, was wiped out by Operation Thunder. The door of the interrogation room opened, a middle-aged man with a stern face and a stern expression came out, and took off his blood-stained gloves.

Wearing a police uniform, he was as imposing as a mountain and the sea. He put away the walkie-talkie and strode out, acting resolutely. When walking halfway, the middle-aged man paused slightly and frowned: "Inspector Angus."

The man he called Inspector was a foreign man with profound and handsome features. His hair color is extremely light, close to platinum, and his pupils are extremely light ice blue. There was a faint white-gold halo around him, like the twinkling light of a morning star, or like diluted sunlight, but it was not warm, but extremely cold, just like the pupils of a man's eyes.

The experienced special police officers were afraid to walk around him, especially avoiding the half-person-tall silver cross still dripping blood in his hand. The middle-aged man looked at him with serious eyes. Not only is it the respect for the strength of the well-known police inspector who is code-named the Morning Star Saint, who was born in the European Union's St. Joelman's Cathedral, but also the fear of his indifferent killing intent.

The Asian Federation has investigated the Tianhou case for a long time. Many people who have received favors from Tianhou are now in high positions, and they have never stopped for more than ten years in order to repay the favor. But Zhou Xinhong was extremely cunning, like a slippery loach. He has been operating the top-grade emerald mine for many years, and his network of relationships is also dense. The Ministry of Public Security has been under great pressure in its secret investigation. Until now, at the critical moment when Zhou Jin was about to die, the Federation finally decided to act.

Zhou Ju was ordered in the face of danger, sneaked into Jieyang City as early as three months ago, and secretly took over the Jieyang Public Security Department. But this Inspector Angus suddenly took the initiative to come to the Asian League to jointly supervise the case in the name of the church where he was in the European Union after the day. This was an order from above, and Zhou Bureau could not refuse it, but could only accept it. Now that the operation is about to start, Zhou Ju overlooks the Zhou Family Building through the window of the Ministry of Public Security.

As the tallest building in the Jieyang Safety Zone, from this angle, the Zhou Family Building looks like a sharp knife piercing the sky, with an unknown meaning.

"According to the original plan."

Zhou Ju concealed the heavy haze in his heart, and gave an order through the walkie-talkie.

"Start at eight o'clock."

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At 7:30 in the evening, Wu Rong and Bai Gu, disguised as bodyguards, followed Zhou Jin into the Zhou Family Building.