Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Jiang Jianhua grinned. "Appreciate! Yes, I am a policeman. I just finished Xia Xun not long ago. I have a hat with my hat. This hairstyle hasn't changed back." Jiang Jianhua reached out and touched his hair, and rushed Ye Xiaomeng nodded, from the jacket pocket. I found out the documents and showed them to Ye Shaoyang.

There are his name and siren on the certificate. The service unit writes: the criminal police detachment of Jiangjia Damen Town, Huai Shang County.

"Let's talk a little longer, I am a criminal investigation commissioner sent by my superiors. I came to you to collect the secrets. It is designed to investigate the truth of the drought." When it comes to this, he smiles at Ye Shaoyang and Ye Xiaomeng. "I know that you are all gods... ..."

Ye Shaoyang immediately corrected: "It is a mage, not a god."

"Is there a difference?"

"Of course."

Jiang Jianhua smiled. "Well, two Masters. I only came here for a few days. The only thing I found was this Ye Qiuling. I wanted to monitor her. I saw this friend this morning..." He rushed to the pony. I have no choice but to say, "I found him holding the same purpose as me. I was very curious. Later he went into the hut again and asked him, he told me everything he was very enthusiastic about."

The pony immediately complained. "When did I feel enthusiastic, it is not what you said. If you don't tell the truth, take me as a suspect. I have to tell you the truth." Then he looked up and saw Ye Shaoyang.

From his eyes, Ye Shaoyang saw what he wanted to say: he did not say about his true identity. This point was also confirmed by Jiang Jianhua’s previous call to Mr. Yang.

Ye Shaoyang let go of his heart and looked at Jiang Jianhua. "A local drought is like nothing to do with a criminal case. What are you investigating? Do you believe that there is a drought?"

Jiang Jianhua nodded. "I live in the Jiang family gate. I am a descendant of Jiang Zhuangyuan. For these ghosts, I believe in the same way as the locals, and this action is the order, but for the sake of influence, I wore a casual dress and acted in a low-key manner."

Ye Shaoyang thought that too, the wizard named Gu Jian could make a rainy ceremony in the town with great fanfare, indicating that the official believed that the drought and flood existed, and it was not surprising to send someone to investigate it in secret, so he looked at him and said: "What do you mean, want to cooperate?"

Jiang Jianhua nodded. "I won't catch the ghosts, but there are some things that I can still help. For example, I can help you investigate the origins of the black car."

Ye Shaoyang’s heart is moving, and this matter can only be done by the police.

Ye Xiaomeng, who has not waited for him to speak and has been acting as an audience, said: "We agree to cooperate, just as we are checking the account, if you can't find the missing person, you can ask for your help." Now I plan to find out the drought and drought. Jiang Jianhua listened with great approval and expressed his willingness to help.

A simple alliance has just formed. Then everyone enters the hut together to see Ye Qiuling's situation.

Ye Qiuling lay in bed, her body rotted, her belly cracked, her belly filled with blood dragons, and after the death of the host, they all died, tangled together, and looked scalp and numb.

There was an extremely unpleasant smell in the room.

Jiang Jianhua rushed Ye Shaoyang and smiled bitterly: "You also said why I believe in ghosts and gods, just look at this corpse, and I have to believe it. - She looks like this, at least for more than a month, but I saw her in the village yesterday. Walking, can I not believe it?"

Ye Xiaomeng drew a test plaque, which was posted on the forehead of Ye Qiuling’s rotten bones. A spell was read, the test symbol turned black, and the brow immediately wrinkled: “Black indicates ghost, she is lost. People, not ghosts, why are there ghosts in their bodies?"

Ye Shaoyang said: "It is very simple. Wu Laotai is dead. She has no value in existence. Therefore, it is a ghost to destroy the dead and kill her."

The expressions of Ye Xiaomeng and Jiang Jianhua have become dignified.

I checked it in the hut. There was no place worth noting. Jiang Jianhua took photos of the corpse and the "discovery spot" in the same way as Xie Yuqing did. The four left the hut and went outside to breathe.

"This corpse is handed over to me to deal with it," Jiang Jianhua looked at Ye Xiaomeng. "What do you do now, what plans do you have?"

Fang Cai Ye Xiaomeng used the paper to examine the body, let him regard her as the main force of the team, and the focus of the conversation began to favor her.

Ye Xiaomeng thought for a moment: "I went to my dad, went to check the account, you handled the body, and then investigated the black car, Yang big brother..."

"I went to Sanniang's house and waited for her to go back while waiting for your results." Ye Shaoyang said.

Everyone naturally had no objection, so the four exchanged phone numbers, and then Jiang Jianhua left, looking for someone to deal with the body, and Ye Shaoyang went down to the village.

"Right, this is for you." Ye Xiaomeng handed a small thing to Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang took it over and saw that it was a small wooden sword with some simple lines on it.

Ye Xiaomeng swayed and shaken another wooden sword in his hand. "This is called Qiankun Twin Sword. It was carved by Maoshan. I have a sword and twins. As long as one of them encounters evil spirits, another sword will immediately Be aware of it. So if you are in danger, if you don't have time to inform me, I know where you are and can rush to save you."

Ye Shaoyang smiled. "So I am relieved."

Qiankun twin swords, the production method also belongs to Maoshan secret technique.

After a road junction, the two separated, the pony naturally followed Ye Shaoyang, walked through the next intersection, and saw no one around, rushing Ye Shaoyang complained: "When are you going to pretend to be a grandson, it is time to follow you." Nowadays, I have a grandson every day, and I also wear it in the bald-headed robes. I still wear it in front of this little girl, relying on it, really arrogant!"

Ye Shaoyang said: "From her performance in all aspects, it should not come to pit me, but I still can't make it clear. She has so many Maoshan techniques, where did she learn from it?"

“Is this important?”

"Very important."

"Yes," the pony shook his head silently. "Then you pretend, see when you can hold it."

When she came outside Sanniang’s house, Ye Shaoyang glanced at the closed iron gate and said, “She hasn’t returned yet?”

Pony curiously said: "How do you know?"

Ye Shaoyang pointed to the bottom of the iron gate, and there was a piece of yellow enamel paper sandwiched between the two doors. "I took it before I left. If she pushes the door, the paper must fall, unless she goes over the wall."

Sanniang did not come back, then only wait.

"For the small leaves, she is a madman, how about you even see her, you ask what she will not answer." Xiaoma Naan said.

Ye Shaoyang said: "Since she is alive, it means that at least two souls are in the body, and if people can't, I will ask her soul."