I take a little action, that's the limit

"Brother Ma..." I ran to Brother Ma's room with bare feet. When I opened the door, I saw him hurriedly putting something under his buttocks and pretending to be sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Maybe he was too panicked, but he didn't turn off the sound. The sounds of "Uh-huh, uh-huh, ah, ah, ah" were still coming from under his butt. I rolled my eyes at him angrily, and at the same time I felt like I wanted to worship myself. Impulsive. Fortunately, Han Xiaolin was not allowed to be next to him when arranging the room last night. Otherwise, Han Xiaolin might hear her and think about us.

"Where is the monster? You are as urgent as the law!" Brother Ma narrowed his eyes, took out a yellow talisman and pressed it under his butt. His voice disappeared immediately, and then he asked calmly: "Xiao Luo, come here so early. Pindao, what's going on?"

I looked at Brother Ma dumbfounded. I guess only this old grandson could do this. If the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty knew about it, he would probably have his nose crooked with anger.

"Do you recognize this thing?" I threw the "Immortal Gang Spiritual Spell" in front of him.

"Where did you come from?" Brother Ma's eyes lit up and he stroked the book with trembling hands. He felt like he couldn't put it down and asked without raising his head.

"My master gave it to me in a dream." I answered truthfully.

"What the hell? I'm uneducated, don't lie to me." Brother Ma looked at me like I was an idiot.

"Ignore this for now, just tell me whether this book is useful or not." I was too lazy to argue with Xiao Ma. What was the use of this book was what I cared about.

"How do I tell you this?" Brother Ma stroked his goatee and asked me, "You are a high school student. Have you studied mathematics?"

Is not this nonsensical! But I still nodded and waited for Brother Ma's next words.

"This book is equivalent to arithmetic in the first grade of elementary school. It is the most basic thing in all Taoist arts." After finishing speaking, Brother Ma threw the "Xiangang Forging Spirit Curse" at my feet with disdain.

"Isn't it, so inferior?" The corners of my eyes twitched, thinking that Master would give me some great Taoist secrets. Daqing was the incantation for me to get started.

"The more basic it is, the harder it is to study it. If you can't even learn arithmetic well, you should learn the calculus of wool!" Brother Ma lectured me.

"Damn it, you old boy still knows calculus?"

"Hey, let me go, don't you look down on your brother Ma? I was the top scorer in the college entrance examination. If I didn't care about going to school, I would have a doctorate now." Brother Ma told me, bragging about not paying taxes, Then he closed his eyes and said, "If you have nothing to do, you can go out first. I have to practice. Just ask me to eat in half an hour."

"Stop practicing. Another person died over there. We have to get there quickly." I said as I walked to the door with my book in hand. I still had business to do and had to wash up.

"Hey, I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes to have known you!" Brother Ma complained, and suddenly said: "By the way, don't let others see your book."

"Why?" I turned to look at Brother Ma, wondering why he would say such a thing.

"Ha, take an introductory book. If you don't think it's embarrassing, I think it's embarrassing." Xiao Ma curled his lips with a look of disgust.

"Is it really that bad?" I lowered my head and glanced at the Spirit Calming Mantra, and shook my head speechlessly.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Ma and I took a taxi and went straight to the crime scene. Before leaving, I said hello to Han Xiaolin outside the window and asked her to take care of herself. I was not worried at all that she had no money to spend. I can give me several million in remuneration, so it's impossible not to give Han Xiaolin eighteen million in pocket money.

In the car, I repeatedly urged the driver to hurry up, but he was not in a hurry. I just threw a picture of Mao Zedong to him. His face broke out with laughter, and his feet almost stepped into the gas tank.

It seems that money is easy to do.

Soon Brother Ma and I arrived at the scene of the crime. Police cars and ambulances were parked all over the yard. I was a little confused about the ambulance coming here. If it were according to the preferences of the corpse-dismembering maniac, the person who committed the crime in his hands would This device should not be used.

"You guys are here." After seeing Brother Ma and me, Director Li said a few words to the policemen surrounding him, and then quickly came to our side with a sad look on his face.

"Director Li, what's going on?" I asked.

"Don't mention it. Nothing happened all night. How could I have damaged a police officer in the morning? Come with me and have a look." Director Li said, taking the lead to lead the way. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered something and said to us: "There is Master Shi inside, sent from above. Try not to offend him."

I nodded. Isn't it good that an expert came from above? I was worried that I couldn't escape, so why did I offend him? Just treat it as a show of excitement for a while.

It was the same house. As soon as I walked in, there was a strong smell of blood. It was so exciting that I almost vomited. When I really saw the victim, I ran out directly. It was so miserable. There were wounds all over my body, at least he was chopped. After being stabbed dozens of times, the whole body was a bloody mess.

Not long after I came out, Brother Ma and Director Li also came out. Brother Ma also vomited, and Director Li, who is an old man in the public security system after all, did not vomit, but his face was a little pale.

After three or four minutes, two Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes walked out.

The man in front of the head looks to be about forty years old, slightly fat, with a sloppy belly, and he can't pull it anymore, as if the Jade Emperor is his godfather. It's Master Shi who didn't run away. The one at the back looks about twenty years old, with handsome features and looks like a follower. He should be Master Shi's apprentice.

I really admire these two Taoist priests. They didn't vomit when they saw that scene. In this regard, they are much better than Xiao Ma. It seems that they really have some skills.

But the first words Master Shi spoke made me deny my previous opinion.

"The guy inside probably committed suicide."

I almost burst out laughing when I heard this, committing suicide? Are you kidding me?

"Master Shi said that judging from the fingerprints, he did commit suicide." Director Li pondered for a moment and said.

In fact, Director Li’s words can be heard by anyone who understands, and the implicit meaning is: If it is as it seems on the surface, why are we people being called a fool?

Obviously Master Shi didn't see it that way. He was like a child who didn't understand the world. He felt hurt for a moment and said with emotion: "I will start a forum later and use my Maoshan skills to help him achieve salvation."

"Are you from Maoshan?" Brother Ma, who had been silent until now, suddenly asked.

"Yes, Maoshan Wuzi's disciple, Shi Wuyong." Master Shi proudly puffed out his chest, looked at Brother Ma with disdain and asked: "May I ask who you are?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, but I can be sure that you are not a disciple of Maoshan." Brother Xiao Ma stared at Master Shi with sharp eyes and said word by word.