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

I was shocked and wanted to ask a few more questions.

But he had turned away.

In the noodle shop, the remaining treasure hunters cast unfriendly glances at me.

It seems that the owner of this noodle shop is not an ordinary person.

Otherwise they wouldn't have noticed right away that I had put a Victory Curse on my beard.

In fact, just when I beat the bearded man, I secretly cast a ghost curse on both of them.

This spell belongs to the more vicious category among those who are tired of winning.

But when I was a child, I often saw Yu Shunyi using it to take revenge on his enemies.

For people who have been cursed by the ghost, it is best to hide at home and not go anywhere.

Because those with this curse will attract all kinds of wandering ghosts wherever they go.

The two men with beards want to go to Qianji Mountain, which is a dense mountainous and remote area. Many people must have died there in the early years.

When the two of them go there, there will definitely be a lot of dirty things following them.

Yin and Yang have different paths. I hope these two treasure hunters will not be frightened out of their courage.

"What did he tell you?"

Kong Sanniang stepped forward and asked sarcastically.

I didn't hide it, I directly shared all the information the waiter told me with them.

Kong Sanniang raised eyebrows when she heard this.

"After you said that, I figured it out. What bullshit prophecies are just a fig leaf for these treasure hunters!"

"Brother, tell me, are the so-called prophecies deliberately released by these treasure hunters? Let them cover up their robbery."

Yan Shifang's face was solemn: "It's not impossible."

"But if that is the case, the treasure hunter must be inseparable from the Grimace Rakshasa."

This time, I naturally thought of it.

As a result, things become more difficult.

The Ghostface Rakshasa has no origin or sect. No one knows what this organization wants to do, and why it suddenly appears and stirs up this turmoil.

But it has secretly penetrated into various sects.

I don't know how to find it, but it is everywhere.

Headache, Headache!

Forget it, it's useless to think too much about it now.

I shook my dizzy head, then took a step forward and followed Yan Shifang and the others on their way.

But the closer she got to where the thieves were stationed, the worried look on Kong Sanniang's face became more obvious.

I wanted to lighten the atmosphere, so I asked her, "Sanniang, could you please tell me what the holy relics of your Buddhism are?"

Kong Sanniang heard this and waved her hand.

"It's not convenient to say anything."

"The sacred object we stole is a flag with the word righteousness written on it."

I nodded.

And felt something was wrong.

Stealing the door, righteousness flag?

Sensing my strange gaze, Kong Sanniang snorted coldly: "What's so strange about this."

"Haven't you heard a saying? For every man who slaughters dogs for justice, he will be a scholar for those who are unfaithful!"

"Although we are doing low-level things, when we travel around the world, we also understand that justice is our top priority."

I nodded in agreement, and then asked her: "How long?"

Kong Sanniang looked towards a house not far away and faintly said two words: "Almost."

We kept walking and walked not far away.

In his trouser pocket was a bronze key that Zhang Lingchuan had forced into, and a note tucked inside.

Just now, when no one was paying attention, I peeked at the note.

There was a line of words written on it.

"I'll wait for you at the secret passage of the stolen door."

The handwriting was sloppy, obviously written in a very urgent situation.

But I recognized that it was Zhang Lingchuan's handwriting!

I followed them forward in silence, but my heart was extremely confused.

Because I am very sure that this note was not included in the key that Zhang Lingchuan handed me when we were in Qianji Mountain!

It couldn't have been put in by Yan Shifang and Kong Sanniang.

If this is information that everyone can know, there is really no need to put a note in for me.

So who inserted the note?

With many questions, we have stopped at the door of a private house.

From the outside, this looks like a very ordinary self-built villa.

At least I don't give it a second glance when I walk past here.

But who would have thought that such an inconspicuous little private house could be the base for burglary!

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a man with gold-plated front teeth.

His eyes fell on Kong Sanniang, and he smiled particularly attentively: "Sanniang, you seem to have become more beautiful during this trip. Come, brother, let me touch your skin to see if your skin is smooth and tender?"

I stretched out my hand to block him and looked at him coldly: "In front of the public, it's better for Jin Daotou to pay attention to his image."

He suddenly turned his head and glared at me fiercely.

"Where did you come from, wild boy?"

"What are you doing here to steal our door?"

"Today a thief doesn't see any guests, so go away where he came from!"

I lazily raised my eyelids, but before I could speak, Kong Sanniang took my wrist and raised her eyebrows lightly.

"He is not some wild boy. This is my serious boyfriend, Kong Sanniang. I brought him here today to meet my adoptive father!"

Jin raised his head and snorted: "Sanniang, I'm not telling you, you still have to find a powerful man to find a man. A pretty boy won't do the trick!"

"Young pretty boy, can you please, Lord Jin, just move his fingers and I can make you die without any body parts?"

Jin had a bald patch on the top of his head, and when he spoke, his golden teeth shook so hard that my eyes hurt.

I smiled softly: "If you talk big, it will stick to your tongue."

Jin Zeshun snorted coldly and suddenly came closer to me.

But the next second, he screamed and raised his hand in front of him, with two fingers already broken on it.

The art of being tired of winning can kill people invisible, and it can also destroy people invisible.

He wanted to steal something from me, but he was injured by the spell I cast. It was really retribution.

This incident caused everyone present to take a breath.

"Damn it, you bastard, you dare to break off your Grandpa Jin's fingers. Give them all to me, I'm going to skin him!"

After Jin Zeshun gave the order, the people in the room actually surrounded us.

I wasn't panicked at all.

"Jin Bantou, if you didn't put your hand into my trouser pocket, how could your finger be bitten off?"

"If people are too greedy, they will suffer."

At this time, Yan Shifang stood up with a cold face and yelled: "What are you doing!"

"This guy surnamed Jin was rude to my friend. Why not cut off two of his fingers as punishment?"

Someone immediately stood up and refuted: "Yan Boutou, in the Pirates' Sect, only if he commits a serious mistake will he be sentenced to death by amputating his fingers. This is equivalent to being expelled from the school!"

He argued hard, but Yan Shifang glared back: "My adoptive father once gave me the stolen door, but I can't deal with a person in charge of South China?"

Everyone was suppressed by Yan Shifang's momentum and no longer dared to move forward.

Jin Zeshun bared his teeth in anger.

He clenched his fists: "Okay, good to you, Yan Shifang. I will remember today's grudge."

"You'd better pray for better luck, otherwise you may not even be the adopted son of the boss after today."

There was something in this, and Yan Shifang immediately turned cold: "What do you mean?"

I turned around and asked who this golden leader was.

Kong Sanniang rolled her eyes: "He is just the person in charge of the South China branch, what kind of person is he?"

Yan Shifang looked unhappy: "I think today's court meeting will inevitably involve the use of swords and guns."

The golden boss was very popular among the gangsters. Within a few minutes of my coming in, I saw several people nodding and bowing to him.

This is not like a court meeting, but more like the enthronement ceremony of this golden leader.

Especially after Jin Zeshun was taught a lesson by me, I saw him walking aside and whispering to a group of people.

What's even weirder is that during this period, the chief executive never showed up.

Yan Shifang frowned slightly and turned to look at me: "Little brother, can you find the right flag?"

Kong Sanniang frowned and said, "Senior brother, I think we should go find the adoptive father first. I'm worried about his old man's safety."

However, at this moment, Jin Zeshun supported an old man and slowly walked in front of everyone.

Kong Sanniang immediately shouted: "Father!"

The other party ignored him.

I feel like something doesn't add up.

The old man moved stiffly and had no expression on his face. I immediately smelled the smell of corpse coming from his body.

But the next second, he spoke!