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The capital and sea are in chaos, and traces of all forces can be seen. It is very difficult to hunt down the butcher in this situation.

The black-robed anchor chose to join forces with me. While getting my help, he also shared my troubles. This time he entered Zhu Li's dream. Once his failure alerted the butcher's other will, it would turn into a war that would affect the whole city. of melee.

When I arrived at Hongqiao Port, the fire was still spreading. Police cars blocked the surrounding areas, and I could vaguely see a figure standing in the fire.

Standing on the ground like a javelin, he was incompatible with the surrounding environment. His long hair was flying and scattered among the flames, like a devil crawling out of hell.

The judge's eyes swept over, and the man's senses were extremely sharp. He noticed my gaze and looked in my direction.

There was a burning sensation in my pocket, and the spine I stole from the coffin seemed to be moved by something and was trembling slightly.

Stepping back, I hid in the shadows without hesitation.

"Bu Hua Gu! The one who made such a big fuss is Bu Hua Gu!"

I had mobilized the five ghosts at Hongqiao Port before, and they had just left. Now they are chasing after me without turning into bones. There is no doubt that its target is me.

Fu Hua Gu is very strong. Xu Yan and Lu Jingxiu can only tie with Fu Hua Gu if they attack together. Although I have broken through to the fifth level of ghost arts, I may not be my opponent in a single fight.

"The ninth level of Mingkai, immortal and immortal, how to deal with such a monster?"

Explosions continued to sound, mixed with shouts and exclamations, and the police car was violently knocked away, with no scruples and no regard for secular rules.

"Buhuagu's body contains the souls of Gu Tongtong and Chen Jiuge. I am kind to Gu Tongtong, but I have a murderous hatred for Chen Jiuge. After Buhuagu found me, he behaved so violently. It is estimated that Chen Jiuge is in control of the body now. , only he would be so hostile to me."

Before there was a head-on collision, I retreated quietly, attracting the attention of the police while my bones were still intact, collected my breath, and tried to enter the Hongqiao Port.

The black-robed anchor chased the white rose shop owner into the pass, indicating that Zhu Li was probably hiding in the center of the city. I was not at ease with the black-robed anchor and decided to go and have a look in person.

He is good at dreams. If he had found Zhu Li in advance, he might have tricked me as well. After all, the black robe is not a kind and benevolent guy. If the butcher of Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital had not been involved, he would have been the one who forcibly brought a living person into the situation and used human life as a pathfinder.

Being indifferent and following the principle of putting interests first is the behavior of most show hosts.

Fu Hua Gu goes on a rampage, but the police have the help of experts from Jinghai. Those strangers who usually don't show off are hiding in the dark and do their best to prevent Fu Hua Gu from escaping.

Under the cover of the fire, Fuguang and Baolu continued to attack Buhuagu. It wanted to chase me anxiously, but it couldn't get away for a while.

"The local Taoist priests in Jinghai can't be underestimated. They can even be held back if they don't turn into bones. It seems that I have to re-evaluate their strength." Speaking of which, if you don't turn into bones, it's just a mistake. I first stopped at Hongqiao Port. The five ghosts were released and the port was forcibly demolished, which alarmed the whole city, causing all forces from Beijing and the sea to rush here.

But what no one expected later was that I was dissuaded from leaving by the black-robed anchor, and the local forces in Jinghai were in vain. Instead, they regarded Fugugu, who came in a hurry after my aura, as the real culprit. I guess he still doesn't understand why he took the blame for me in a daze.

Walking in the shadows, I took the initiative to avoid it and sneaked into the pass quietly.

High-rise buildings and shining neon lights are only separated by a port, but the two sides have completely different scenery.

Cars are coming and going on the road, and young people in groups of three or three are going to and from nightclubs and bars in the streets. For many people, nightlife has just begun at midnight and early in the morning.

Wearing the mask of the Good and Evil Shura, I hid in the shadows on the street corner, thinking in my mind: "Zhu Li is the key to hunting the Butcher. Only by catching him can we gain the upper hand. And if we want to know his location, we must first find Bai." Rose Shopkeeper, that deformable flesh and blood doll.”

I poured my obsession into her body and burst her alive. Although her flesh and blood were later put back together, the aura of obsession in the pig cage apartment remained on it. As long as the distance was not too far, I could Sensing her location.

Part of the reason why I agreed to the black-robed anchor's request and left voluntarily was because I had this trump card.

My thoughts were immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the flying black threads pulled my soul, vaguely, pointing in a certain direction.

Exiting the sea of ​​consciousness, I looked to the other side of the city: "Found it."

The Jinghai Sea is very large, and even if a general direction has been determined, it is extremely difficult to actually find the other party.

Explosions continued at the Hongqiao Port, and the situation escalated. Police cars were already patrolling the highway, and the loudspeakers on the roofs of the cars continuously broadcast announcements that it was forbidden to go out.

"It's really strong even if it doesn't turn into bones."

With a faint smile, I carefully avoided surveillance and police officers and walked towards the other side of the city.

It took me two hours to calm down the aura in my body before I found the place I sensed before.

It is hard to imagine that there is such an undeveloped area in Beijing Customs, where land is at a premium.

Four- to five-story apartment buildings are crowded together, with large letters of "demilitarize" written in paint on the surrounding walls. All kinds of construction waste are piled everywhere, and the only highway is separated by blue paint boards.

Rather than saying this is an apartment complex, it would be more appropriate to say it is a construction site.

Walking inside, there were banners opposing the demolition hanging at the door, and a complaint letter signed by many people was posted on the remaining large iron door.

"The owner of the White Rose shop has been here before." Feeling the obsession again, I was surprised to find that the flesh and blood doll stopped moving and seemed to be hiding in a certain room in the apartment.

"Has she been caught by the black robe? Or is this place a trap?" Looking around, no matter whether it was the nearby construction site or the dilapidated apartment building, there was no living person in sight. Compared with the bright neon lights around, there was nothing here. It's like a bottomless black hole.

I summoned the Fate Ghost hiding in the shadow. Its strength has not yet recovered. I used my evil energy to help it recover while stepping into the residential area.

Continuing to walk inside, there are narrow passages, construction debris littered everywhere, and the stench of human excrement. This area that is being demolished is like a cancer in the entire city, exuding an uncomfortable atmosphere.

Sensing the location of my obsession, I stopped at the door of the apartment building at the far end.

The judge glanced over and saw blood stains remaining on the ground. When he touched it with his fingers, it had solidified.

"It was left at least half an hour ago. The black robe moves so fast." Walking towards the building, the residents on the first and second floors have moved out, the door is covered with dust, and the door lock on the third floor It was destroyed by violence, and there were conspicuous blood stains on the door.

Opening the door, the smell of tribute incense floated in the air, and toilet paper and various sundries were thrown on the ground.

The room was not big, and the furniture was very simple. After passing through the cramped living room, I entered the back room. The quilts on the bed were rolled together randomly. The sheets were wrinkled and there were still a lot of mottled marks. It could be seen that not long ago, there was a man and a woman. It's been crazy here.

That special pungent smell mixed with the smell of tribute incense was indescribably weird, and two words immediately came to my mind - blasphemy.

The wooden bed was close to the wall, and at the end of the bed was an offering table that had not been cleaned for a long time. Some rotten fruits were randomly thrown into the pottery bowl on it, and a few burnt out tribute incense sticks were burned crookedly.

I turned around and walked to the altar table. Between the two pottery bowls was a black and white portrait.

I didn't recognize the person in this portrait. What aroused my curiosity was that what was in the frame was not a photo, but a piece of paper cut from a newspaper.

"Is it so difficult to take a photo? The person who lives in this house is probably not normal." I took apart the photo frame and found that the paper inside was yellowed. I wrote down the person's appearance. There was no trace of it at all. Impression: "Using a picture from a newspaper to make a portrait? But then again, not everyone can be on the front page of a newspaper. What has this person done?"