Global ghosts: start living in the phantom murder room

"We've all seen it, that's right!"

People around immediately testified.

Others showed the video to the police.

"Put these two together!"

The two Nan sticks were caught immediately.

The woman was still yelling in Nanbang, but it was of no avail, and the two were taken away soon.

Chapter 42 The Mysterious Old Man

"Young man, although you hit someone, the other party struck first. You belonged to self-defense, and you protected the old man. You don't have to be responsible. Can you leave your name? We want to praise you."

"No, this is what I should do."

Qin Yi smiled and shook his head.

"Then it will waste everyone's time, safe journey!"

The policeman nodded, copied the video evidence again, and then left.

The crowd dispersed.

The old man who was almost beaten slowly came to Qin Yi and sat down.

Qin Yi nodded politely to him.

Thought he wanted to thank himself.

Unexpectedly, the old man smiled mysteriously:

"Young man, do you know spells?"

Qin Yi was slightly taken aback, and immediately denied it.

"Old man, you are joking, how can I know any spells!"

The old man stroked his beard and shook his head:

"This old man can't be mistaken. The slap you just made seemed light, but it actually hurt his soul secretly. Hehe, that person will be in pain for a long time now."

Qin Yi didn't speak, just kept smiling, but he was guessing the identity and purpose of this person in his heart.

"Well, if the old man is not mistaken, the palm you just struck should belong to the Broken Soul Palm of the Xihuai Sect, right?"

The old man is full of confidence.

Qin Yi shook his head:

"Old man, you guessed wrong, I am not using the Broken Soul Palm."

Anyway, the other party saw that he knew spells, so he simply admitted that it was no big deal, and there were quite a few people who knew about it.

"Isn't it?"

The old man was taken aback, obviously he didn't expect that he had misread it.

"Then you are a disciple of the Xihuai Sect? It can't be wrong, right?"

"No, I'm not from the Xihuai Sect."

"what?"

The old man was taken aback again, he didn't expect that he would guess wrong one after another.

"Old man, you don't have to guess anymore. If you want to know my origin, I can tell you the truth - I am a magician who comes from a tantric sect outside the world."

Qin Yi still used this set of old words to prevaricate.

"Ah? Master Conqueror, this is the first time I've heard of it!"

The old man nodded slowly and stroked his beard.

"However, based on your shot just now, your strength is really no small feat! You just said that your name is Qin Yi, right?"

He just reported his name to the police.

"Qin Yi, well, you recently helped Longteng Building catch ghosts, right?"

"There is such a thing."

This is not a secret, and it is not surprising that the other party knows.

"The haunted house in Wanhao District, you are also suppressing it now, right?"

"Old man, you know a lot!"

Qin Yi smiled, but became vigilant.

This old man is not simple, he even knows this.

"I don't know how to call the old man?"

"Hehe, the old man is bestowed with a nickname in the Jianghu, old man Shenji!"

Qin Yi has no expression.

He had never heard of the name.

It's not surprising, after all, he only recently started catching ghosts, and he doesn't know much about many characters on the road.

"Why are you following me? For what purpose?"

Qin Yi believed that he followed him on purpose.

"Ha, Mr. Qin, don't be so nervous, I didn't follow you, I just figured it out, you and I will meet here today!"

The old man Shenji made a counting gesture.

Could it be a charlatan?

Turning a chance encounter into a hexagram?

"Can you count?"

"This is not a difficult task. If you have cultivated to a higher level, you will naturally have this ability!"