Super thriller live broadcast

Lu Xing's injuries were much more serious than they looked. First, he fought with Lu Jin and lost his air and blood. Then, the life ghost fed by his natal essence and blood was killed, which directly shook his foundation. His meridians atrophied and his internal organs were injured.

"Drive." After a long pause, he could barely say two words, and then he passed out in the car.

Seeing this, the two twins did not dare to stay too long and drove to the suburbs.

About ten minutes later, the police arrived belatedly. The leader was Wu Meng. He led people to the sixth floor, dispersed the crowd and saw Tie Ningxiang and me at a glance.

"Get out of the way! The police are on duty!"

What happened next was much simpler. I, Tie Ningxiang, and Lu Jin were sent to the hospital. The police temporarily blocked off Century New Garden, took surveillance, checked for suspects, and questioned people present.

The impact of this incident was extremely bad. The captain of the criminal police brigade was attacked. This was a contempt for the public security and a challenge to the people's public rights.

It stands to reason that this matter will definitely make the headlines of tomorrow's Jiangcheng Daily, but it seems as if a big hand has pressed everything down, turning big things into small things.

I don't know which big shot intervened. I only know that Lu Jin, who was seriously injured, was sent to the provincial hospital overnight for treatment. There were at least four serving armed police officers in the team escorting him.

Perhaps thanks to Lu Jin, outsiders don't know what happened in Century Xinyuan, and I don't have to worry about my secrets being exposed.

After a night of treatment, I was able to get out of bed and walk around. When I opened the ward door, Interpol Zhao Bin stayed outside all night. Although I knew that most of the reason he stayed here was for Tie Ningxiang, I still felt a little warm in my heart. meaning.

"Xiao Zhao, is your iron team okay?"

"Why are you up? Go back and lie down. If you need anything, just call me."

Zhao Bin stood up from his seat and wanted to come over to help me, but I waved my hand and refused: "Don't worry about me, which ward is Tie Ningxiang in?"

"I'll take you."

Under the leadership of Zhao Bin, I came to the special care ward on the fourth floor. As soon as I opened the door, I found an old couple about fifty years old standing in the ward.

I don’t know the woman, but I met the man once five years ago, when he was the deputy director of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau.

"Aren't they Tie Ningxiang's parents?" I was a little embarrassed. I saw that Tie Ningxiang seemed to have just fallen asleep and looked peaceful. She should be fine.

He breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head to the two old men and said, "Sorry, I went to the wrong door."

My usual sharp tongue was completely useless at this time. My mind was in a state of confusion and my mouth seemed to have just grown. After I finished speaking, I closed the door and left in despair.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Bin on the side burst into laughter. I shook my head helplessly: "Where is Bai Qi? Why didn't you see it?"

"Captain Wu sent it to the surgery department to suture the wound, and the best surgeon in Jiangcheng helped treat the wound. How is the treatment?" Zhao Bin patted his head after finishing speaking: "I almost forgot, in order to commend you for your courageous spirit, I will give you a special reward of 10,000 yuan in cash, and I also ask you not to reveal what happened last night."

"Is this hush money?" During the live broadcast of Hearse No. 14, the absconding murderer died indirectly because of me. The 50,000 yuan that was supposed to be rewarded is still going through various procedures. It was also an act of righteousness, but this time the money was delivered before twelve hours. Comparing the two, there are too many unspeakable tricks in it.

I took Bai Qi out of the hospital before noon. Today is another day for the underworld show to release tasks, and I still need to make a lot of preparations.

Returning to Tingtang Road, I closed the store door, drew the curtains, and went to the second floor alone.

Although yesterday was thrilling, I also gained a lot, such as the treasure bag I looted from Lu Jin.

He is an authentic Taoist disciple with a very special status, and the treasure bag he carries contains many precious things.

Place the torn multi-treasure bag on the table and pour out the contents.

The painting made by the Heavenly Master is a piece of prison talisman; the golden material is made of the best suppressing talisman. There are some meditation mantras and golden light refining charms for practice.

In the fight with Lu Xing, Lu Jin almost exhausted all the offensive talismans, and the rest were all talismans that could help him practice and gather energy and transport.

In addition to the messy talismans, there are two other things in the treasure bag that make me feel extraordinary. The first is a jade pen.

The top of the pen barrel is flat, with a single negative line engraved on the whole body of a flying dragon. The dragon body has scales, four claws, an open mouth and teeth, engraved eyes, long hair flowing back, and a flame tail. The pen cap has a hollow hexagonal pattern, and both ends are engraved with cloud patterns.

There is also a sentence engraved on the box containing the jade pen: "In the year of Yiwei, Xin Mao, my master Lu Yuan gave a gift to his beloved disciple Zi Qiu."

"This pen should have been given to Lu Jin by his master. The Celestial Master's pen, ink, paper and inkstone are both indispensable for drawing talismans. This dragon-carved jade pen is agile and majestic, and contains gods. It is a treasure used for drawing talismans."

I smiled politely and looked at another thing, which was an extremely complex and sophisticated compass.

I can't tell what kind of material it is made of just by touch. It's about the size of a palm. There are nineteen layers staggered inside and outside, from the innermost Tianchi Yin Yang Fish to the outermost Zhoutiansudu and twenty-eight constellations.

Engraved on both sides of the compass are: "Inclusive of all things, latitude and longitude of heaven and earth."

On the top are written three ancient characters - Chu Gongpan.

Although I don't know how to use a compass, I always feel that this thing is the most precious of all Lu Jin's treasures: "When there is time in the future, I can ask Blind Liu to come and have a look. His Liu family is good at Feng Shui and fortune telling. If If he can use it, why not give it to him."

Blind Man Liu has helped me many times. Although I cannot express it clearly, I will remember this kindness in my heart.

After putting away Lu Jin's many treasures, I took out another embroidered black cloth bag and placed the black eyeball in the palm of my hand.

I have a deep understanding of the horror of life ghosts. This small eyeball is like a time bomb that can explode at any time to me. It is very dangerous to carry it with me.

Staring at the thin figure in his eyes, after Lu Xing's fate ghost was destroyed by the thunder talisman, his resentment was dispersed, part of which evaporated between heaven and earth, and part of which was absorbed by the fate ghost in my hand.

I can clearly see that the thin little soul in the eyeball has grown a little, and the outline of the face has become clearer.

"If this continues, will I be bitten by it?" Although this thing is evil, it is extremely precious. It costs a lot to cultivate a life ghost, and I am not willing to kill it.

Seeing the ghost trembling in his eyes, I put it back into the embroidered bag: "Forget it, let nature take its course."

The harvest was quite satisfactory. After counting, Bai Qi and I drank two glasses of Tongxian wine, and then began to seize the time to practice the Miaozhenxin method.

After running for several days, I finished absorbing the tonic spiritual energy in Tongxian Wine. It was already getting late.

I took Bai Qi out for a big meal again, and when I came back, I stayed by my phone quietly at the underworld show.

Without turning on the light, I quietly lit a cigarette and waited for the horror to come.

The hands crossed and it was eight o'clock in the evening.

A faint cold light emitted from the mobile phone screen, and the room flickered, making it a bit more eerie.

I took a deep breath, put out the cigarette butt, picked up the phone and put it to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was very familiar to me, but suddenly I couldn't remember where I heard it.

"go ahead?"

"If everyone wanted you dead, would you choose to commit suicide or kill everyone?"

Frowning, I did not answer hastily, but asked: "Can you tell me why they want to kill you?"

"I don't know, but I'm scared now. I'm hiding in the cupboard and they're outside in the corridor. Help me, help me!"

The phone was hung up, and with a busy tone, a text message was sent to the mailbox.

"We often think that forgiveness is easy, but sometimes, forgiveness is harder than death."

"Please remember this sentence, the people you hurt will eventually become your nightmare!"

"Live broadcast mission: Arrive at Jingying Sanatorium before dawn and use the Tongsang Talisman to recreate Huang Xue's dream."

"Optional mission one: Find the truth hidden in the dream and obtain the location of the wordless ancient painting."

"Optional mission two: Huang Xue survives."