On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

Zhang Lingchuan stretched out two fingers and touched the back of the woman's neck.

She suddenly stiffened, fell to the ground, and could no longer move.

The moment the woman fell to the ground, I quickly picked up the rope and tied her up tightly.

Zhang Lingchuan was very satisfied with my actions: "Yu Wanwan, our brothers' tacit understanding is getting better and better now."

Monk Chen's expression turned stern and he turned to look at Zhang Lingchuan.

"When did you secretly learn Fengcheng acupuncture?"

Zhang Lingchuan snorted: "I want to learn, why do I need to steal?"

Monk Chen seemed to want to say something more, but finally shook his head.

"gone."

Zhang Lingchuan turned around and walked away very gracefully, leaving me struggling to pick up the woman and follow him.

On the way back, I found that there was not a single soul in the funeral street where there were usually pedestrians coming and going.

"Boss, why do I feel that this funeral street is a bit strange?"

I was a little angry as I said that.

"I was almost hacked to death at the street gate just now, and Monk Chen didn't come out to help me."

Zhang Lingchuan lit a cigarette and slowly turned his head to look at me.

"Yu Tianyi, the situation in Funeral Street is quite special."

"Except for me and you, the rest of the merchants will not be able to step out of this street until they die."

"This is the rule of Funeral Street."

As he said that, he reached out and patted my shoulder: "So, don't blame Monk Chen."

When I heard this, my heart skipped a beat.

Why does this funeral street still have such useless rules?

Allowed in but not allowed out?

I struggled to move the woman into the incense shop and said casually: "Listen to what you said, this funeral street is not like a street, but like a prison."

Zhang Lingchuan, who was smoking, suddenly heard what I said and was stunned for a moment.

After a few seconds, he stopped laughing: "You don't have much education, but your words are accurate."

A different emotion flashed in Zhang Lingchuan's eyes.

"You're right, this place is a fucking prison!"

Enter the shop and close the door.

Zhang Lingchuan casually picked up a pebble and hit the woman.

After she groaned, her body could move.

"What's your name, and what do you want to do with the Ghostface Mask?"

The woman was very stubborn and turned her face away and ignored us.

Zhang Lingchuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Since you don't tell her, there's no point keeping her. Yu Wanwan, throw her into the cellar."

I don't know what's in the cellar, but this female killer, who ranks among the top three in Qingfeng Hall, had a look of fear on her face after hearing these words.

"you dare!"

"I am a member of the Suoming Sect!"

Zhang Lingchuan tilted his head to look at her and spoke lazily.

"Didn't your master tell you that as long as you enter the funeral street, all people and things will be under my control, Zhang Lingchuan?"

After saying this, Zhang Lingchuan opened the cellar, then picked up a piece of tattered cloth and stuffed it into the woman's mouth, then threw her in.

"Boss, what's in the cellar?"

After the Siamese Master was thrown in last time, he was silent again.

This makes me have to suspect that Zhang Lingchuan hides a lot of terrible things inside.

Seeing my curiosity, Zhang Lingchuan blinked at me: "You want to know? Why don't you go down and have a look too?"

I quickly stepped back: "No, no, no, no, I don't want to know what's inside."

Zhang Lingchuan was amused by my appearance: "Look at how cowardly you look."

He looked around and sighed: "There is no business today. Close the door. I will take you to find the dead pockmark."

I didn't have time to ask him who the dead man was, so I pointed to the cellar: "Boss, what should I do with the woman in there?"

Zhang Lingchuan held a cigarette in his mouth and spoke nonchalantly.

"The people of the Suo Ming Sect have been trained cruelly since childhood. They are not afraid of death at all, and they cannot extract anything from them by torture."

"Throw it into the cellar and give it a good polish. Come back in the evening and make sure she answers whatever we ask."

I was a little confused: "Since she is not afraid of death, how can we torture her?"

Zhang Lingchuan's eyes fell on the woman's knife and he chuckled.

"Yu Tianyi, let me teach you another move."

"When dealing with women, the most important thing is to attack the heart."

Regarding this sentence, I seem to understand but not understand it.

After walking out of the incense shop, I followed Zhang Lingchuan to another shroud shop.

He stretched out his hand and knocked a few times casually: "Uncle Mazi, open the door. I am Zhang Lingchuan."

It was quiet inside, without any movement.

I was a little confused: "Did he go out for a walk?"

Zhang Lingchuan gritted his teeth in anger: "He is half paralyzed and walking around."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Lingchuan knocked again, but there was still no movement.

"Damn it, Mazi Liu, don't be so shameless!"

"You don't want to meet me unless you force me to do something special, right?"

After hearing this, I thought of the methods this guy used to deal with the old man Wang of the coffin shop.

He hurriedly took a step back to avoid accidental injury.

Who knows, Zhang Lingchuan took out a pink banknote from his pocket.

With a smile on his face, he stuffed the money through the crack of the door: "Uncle Mazi, I know your old man's rules. If you want to meet, you should first use the money to clear the way."

The next second, the door opened.

What came out was a fair-skinned middle-aged man.

He was sitting in a wooden wheelchair, holding money in his hand, and nodded to us very kindly.

"Sorry, I was busy inside just now and didn't hear anything."

I stared blankly at his face, thinking that this man's face was very fair and had no pockmarks.

Zhang Lingchuan opened his legs and walked in: "Come on, are you secretly watching videos with long-legged beauties again?"

Seeing that it was not very convenient for Mazi to sit in a wheelchair, I wanted to step forward and help him push, but was stopped by Zhang Lingchuan.

He shook his head at me, and then pointed in the direction of Mazi.

At this time, I discovered that Asako’s wheelchair would move forward on its own, as if there was an invisible person pushing it from behind.

"Old rule, 1000 yuan per question."

Zhang Lingchuan looked sore.

"We are all old friends, can it be cheaper?"

Mazi smiled gently and gestured: "Now it's two thousand."

Zhang Lingchuan took a breath of air and immediately slapped 2000 yuan on the table: "You are such a fucking profiteer."

"Where is the crystal coffin locked under the Yellow River?"

Mazi's face changed slightly after hearing this.

He glanced in my direction with a strange expression, then shook his head: "I don't know."

Zhang Lingchuan became angry on the spot. He slapped the table and jumped up.

"Liu Mazi, are you fucking kidding me?"

"Don't you, the head broker, claim to know everything about the world? Why can't you even buy this news?"

Liu Mazi was a little embarrassed: "For your question, adding two zeros may not necessarily buy it."

After hearing this, I realized that this Liu Mazi was also engaged in intelligence trading.

Zhang Lingchuan pondered for a while and then softened his voice: "Liu Mazi, you also know that my brother is haunted by ghost faces."

"He is still so young, I can't just watch him die like this."

"As long as you can sell me the information about the crystal coffin, you can decide how much it will cost."

Liu Mazi smiled cheerfully: "You Zhang Lingchuan are so rich now, how dare you say such a thing."

Zhang Lingchuan touched his nose and said with a smile: "Although I can't afford a high price now, but you have to believe me, you can definitely make a lot of money."

After hearing this, Liu Mazi did not hesitate to expose him.

"You have offended the Jiang family in the capital. It is still unclear whether you will survive in the future. I will not take your cake."

Zhang Lingchuan rolled his eyes in anger: "Come on, if you can't give me the information I want, don't take my money."

As he said that, he reached out and asked for the money back.

However, Liu Mazi pressed on the 2000 yuan note: "There is no reason to take the money back."

"That way, I can sell you another piece of news."

Seeing that Zhang Lingchuan didn't believe him, he said softly: "I guarantee you'll be worth the price of admission."

Zhang Lingchuan decided: "Say!"

"I really don't know where the crystal coffin is. But -"

“I know someone who wants to buy it!”