Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

"It's okay, it's okay, it's one of our own..." Zhao Laogou breathed a sigh of relief and gently comforted him.

When a person lives alone for a long time, he will always have some strange hobbies.

When it comes to getting along with people, he actually prefers dogs.

The dog is his friend, his family, and his lover. There will be no betrayal, no conflicts, and no entanglements of interests.

Nor will it be as unpunctual and unreliable as Ghost Scorpion.

Bang bang bang...

There were slight footsteps.

Zhao Laogou looked through the dim moonlight and saw that it was the Ghost Scorpion that had just been separated.

"Why are you so slow? When was the promised time?" He couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

However, Ghost Scorpion remained expressionless and slowly walked towards him step by step.

"Ghost scorpion?" Zhao Laogou instinctively felt that something was not right and something was strange.

It was so late at night, and he was obviously dealing with such an urgent matter. With Ghost Scorpion's temperament, there might be some delay. But it will definitely not be like now, without even an explanation being given.

Bang bang bang bang...

The footsteps slowly approached, and the sounds became clearer and clearer.

"Ghost Scorpion?" Zhao Laogou asked again.

However, his complexion suddenly changed drastically, and he suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

He didn't realize it until he got a little closer.

This ghost scorpion actually walked on tiptoes. No wonder the footsteps he heard were so light...

etc......? ! !

wrong......! ! !

At this time, Zhao Laogou was sweating heavily and his breathing began to be rapid and disordered.

Ghost Scorpion seemed to be walking backwards with its back to him? !

The face that looked directly at him had a long tongue sticking out...

The puppy on his shoulder was also trembling all over, as if there was some terrifying presence lurking around.

Finally, the puppy couldn't bear it any longer. Under the huge and terrifying pressure, he howled and quickly jumped off his shoulders, betraying Zhao Laogou.

puff!

The Ghost Scorpion not far away suddenly fell to the ground softly.

The puppy was still in the air when something grabbed its hind legs and was suddenly hoisted up.

"Are you waiting for me?"

In Zhao Laogou's ear, a whisper like a devil slowly sounded.

...

...

Belvedere, Qunfang Pavilion.

Fang Shouming sat in the upper position, holding a white folding fan in his hand and shaking it constantly.

Throughout the hall, bursts of obscene words were faintly heard from the side compartment.

Through the screen, one could vaguely see men and women entangled nakedly with each other, constantly impacting each other.

The many male disciples sitting in the hall were all suppressing their emotions, sitting upright and sanctimonious.

At this time, suddenly there was another burst of music.

The music is soft and charming, and I don’t know what instrument it is played on. It sounds like a young girl singing softly and gracefully, like the wonderful sound she makes when she is enjoying herself in the rain and dew.

Many of the chief disciples were shocked. Their bodies were already heated by the lustful voice, and suddenly they could no longer hold back the heat in their hearts.

Those who were impatient would directly put their hands into the thin gauze of Meiji next to her. Some were so shameless that they picked up the woman and walked to a box on the side.

There are also those who are unrestrained and want to find excitement, so they can practice Dharma directly on the spot, or run to the bamboo forest outside the door to vent and relax themselves.

There are even some special hobbies, and they come together in groups, laughing and having fun.

Fang Shouming sat in front and nodded with satisfaction.

These branch elites who tend to lean towards him and form a faction with him are very likely to be his future team members.

Naturally, we can't use simple and crude drugs to stun them like those in hostile branches, and then ask for clues to find the murderer.

In particular, many of these people had participated in many illegal and disciplinary matters with him.

If they find out that they are secretly investigating and suspecting, they will become disloyal and may reveal things they shouldn't say, causing serious problems.

That's why he spent a lot of money to find Mandala, and used seduction and guidance to find out the details and make sure that the person who injured Chen Lingmo was not a traitor among his own people.

Therefore, all the drinks and food in this banquet are all kinds of things with aphrodisiac effects.

The environment and music are also specially set up to make them emotional and relax.

The women who accompany them are all specially trained and know some methods of infatuation. They can collect a large amount of information from between the sheets silently and unknowingly.

Of course, the information they find out will be kept secret and only passed on to Fang Shouming.

"Master Fang, are you not lonely here alone..."

A red shadow appeared with a charming smile, and its soft and boneless body was pressed against Fang Shouming's back.

hiss......

Cherry's little mouth suddenly took the tip of Fang Shouming's ear, biting and rubbing it gently.

Fang Shouming felt as if his back and ears were soaked in a hot spring. His whole body was numb and comfortable, and his heart felt hot.

"Why don't we just stay here and have some fun, and let me help you relax..."

Mandala's voice was soft and soft, her eyes were as charming as silk, and her body seemed to be dripping with water.

Fang Shouming almost couldn't bear it anymore and was just about to use his hands.

Suddenly, he thought of the rules in Yangzhiyuan.

The first step to cultivate one's will is to calm oneself; if one is calm, one's will is firm; if one's will is firm, one's power is undivided, and one's spirit is always firm, and only then can one divide it.

His father Fang He also often guided him and warned him that those who want to achieve great things must have a firm will, cultivate their spirit and cultivate their will, so as to achieve great things...

"Hu..."

Fang Shouming took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his inner impulse, and calmed down.

His eyes suddenly opened, and his spirit shone. He stood up and pushed away Mandragora, who was almost completely attached to him.

Snap!

He stood up so quickly that even his special white folding fan fell to the ground.

"No need, let's finish today's work first."

Fang Shouming did not hesitate and strode out of the hall and walked towards the bamboo forest.

"Interesting..."

Mandragora's breasts were half exposed, her clothes and hair were messy, and she lay on the chair with a blushing face as she watched Fang Shouming leave.

"The more this happens, the more I want to get it..."

She stuck out her wet little tongue and licked her lips, obviously interested.

Then, she gently picked up the fan that Fang Shouming had dropped on the ground, closed it, and held the handle of the fan.

The faint obscene sound rang intermittently...

...

In the bamboo forest, in the small pavilion.

Fang Shouming sat quietly in the bamboo pavilion, waiting patiently.

However, he frowned, somewhat puzzled.

So much time has passed.

Logically speaking, no matter how much they dragged on, Zhao Laogou and Guixie should have solved the problem.