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The mourning crow was in a bad mood.

In the past few days, he has not found a suitable child. If he hadn't been unable to escape, he would definitely go further afield to look for him to make a bottle boy.

The previous batch was buried in Hui'an Yaju, and it was made of the children he brought; the other batch was in the mayor's mansion, using fresh, tender babies, right here in Yuncheng. captured here.Thinking of this, Reporting Mourning Crow licked his lips, before he had time to take a sip, there were only a few comatose children in his hands, not enough for "seven".Not to mention the surplus, even the supply after three days cannot be guaranteed.

At this moment, Zhao Ge'an, that trash, actually contacted him, saying that a person who claimed to be a celestial master had come to the real estate to make trouble recently, but he had some tricks, which made him feel uneasy.The mourning crow gritted his teeth in hatred. If it weren't for the fact that he was still useful, he could throw himself into the eyes of the formation at the end of the formation to further arouse the yin energy, so he wouldn't use the shadow spell, let alone let this trash bother him!After a little composure, the mourning crow twisted its neck. After the retreat, the body was still a little uncomfortable, and the joints were very stiff.But he was very satisfied, and replied to the other side: "I will come here in person tonight, what kind of celestial master is just trying to catch fame!"

He is the only one who is truly cultivated!

In the future, among the master's favorite ministers, he must have a place!

Such self-satisfaction eventually led to misfortune, and even more so, since the death of the crow, there is no talk of glory.

It's a pity that the current him, completely unaware that he has also become a bird dying for food in the eyes of others, is approaching the trap step by step.

That night, the night was getting darker, the workers on the real estate had been sent back long ago, and the entire construction site was silent.Most of the completed building looks like a monster with a bloody mouth, countless window openings similar to eyes are neatly arranged, staring at it.The mourning crow bypassed the raised steel bars, folded its wings, and landed firmly on the ground.The feathers all over his body suddenly turned into black clothes, almost covering his whole body, leaving only a pale face.

The mouth, also like a bird's beak, protrudes slightly outward.

Zhao Ge'an had been waiting in the real estate for a long time. When he saw the news that the mourning crow was coming, he rushed to meet him: "Mr. Crow! I'm really, really sorry! I know I shouldn't disturb your cleaning, but the person who came up to make trouble is really... I can't do anything !"

Hearing this, Baosangya smiled mockingly, as if he had deep contempt for the short-sighted Zhao Ge'an: "Oh, what did they do?"

"He, they dug it out!" Zhao Ge'an cried with a sad face.

The mourning crow was shocked: "What! I dug them all out!"

"Yes!" Zhao Ge'an cried, his every move was very real, even the two Cheng Wanshi who were hiding aside were amazed.

Feeling nervous now, and not caring about pursuing the responsibility of this trash, the Reporting Crow hurriedly rushed to the position at the center of the formation, subconsciously urging the formation——

Who knew, it should have been unfathomably black, but now the ground under his feet was emitting a blinding white light!Baosangya knew it was a trick, and wanted to catch Zhao Ge'an, but found that the other party didn't follow at all, and had already gone into hiding.In desperation, he showed his original shape and wanted to escape from the air, but those lights were intertwined flexibly, blocking the way above his head and around him, and quickly turned into the shape of a cage, trapping the mourning crow in it.

His heart was about to burst: "Who is——!"

At this moment, Cheng Wanshi Shi Shiran walked out from the dark place, his eyes were as deep as a lake, and his cold eyes pierced directly at Baosangya: "Why don't you report your family first? Report to Mr. Sangya."

Blue veins popped up on the mourning crow's forehead, his eyes were poisoned, and he looked fiercely at the celestial master who revealed his true body: "Who the hell are you!"

"It's not important." Cheng Wanshi sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the outermost layer of the cage remained unchanged, but the inner layer began to tighten with his movements, like a rope tightly wrapped in the flesh and blood of a mourning crow, "important Yes, who instructed you to use this method to accumulate Yin Qi? The man in black?"

"Bah! The master is the fate of heaven and earth. If you want to compete with Jiutian, how can you allow people like you to talk casually!" Reporting the mourning crow is not smart, but loyalty is the first class, "If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want! "

Jiang Fengbai, who was silently waiting by the side, came out with a gloomy face, and took Cheng Wanshi's hand: "Don't you have that soul searching method?"

Cheng Wanshi didn't have time to answer, so he was attracted by the sudden reaction of the mourning crow over there: Noticing Jiang Fengbai's face, the mourning crow imprisoned in the cage was stunned, and subconsciously said: "Master..." He immediately reacted and cursed Said, "It really is a villain! How dare you find a fake to insult the master!"

"You mean... he looks very similar to your master?" Cheng Wanshi touched his chin, with a trace of unpredictable emotion in his eyes.

The mourning crow refused to speak, but stared fiercely at the two people in front of him with a pair of long and narrow eyes.

"He seems to be out of his mind, maybe he's talking nonsense." Jiang Fengbai's expression was normal, "Soul search, don't talk nonsense with him, those children can't spare him."

Cheng Wanshi nodded: "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, he stretched out his left hand and clenched his fist violently. The crow killing array that had been prepared for a long time burst out with a strong light, and the cage shrank to the extreme, trapping the crow's body firmly in place , waiting for death to come.Like a torrent of white light, it shot down from the top of his head and passed straight through his body. Finally, the light dissipated, and what fell to the ground was only the corpse of a crow and a transparent fragment inlaid on its forehead.

Zhao Ge'an couldn't help but ran out, panting heavily, staring at the crow on the ground: "This, is this Mr. Crow?"

"That's right." Cheng Wanshi squatted down, first put away the fragments, and then spread his palms, the soul in the corpse came out uncontrollably, and spun wildly in his palm like a spinning top.In just a short moment, Cheng Wanshi saw everything about the Reporting Crow since it woke up, including every selection, hunting, collection, and the black-robed man who appeared in the mirror.However, Cheng Wanshi looked through it carefully two or three times, but he still couldn't see the face of the black-robed man. He didn't know whether what he just said about the mourning crow was made up, or whether he had met the so-called "master" before and remembered the other party's face. looks...

It's useless to think too much, Cheng Wanshi crushed the soul in his hand, and ordered Zhao Ge'an to dig out those children who were in ancient bottles.Because the arrangements had been made in advance, it was easy to find where the Pingboys were. Zhao Gean obediently made a trip and found all seven Pingboys.Cheng Wanshi took out a few more yellow talismans and pasted them on the seven bottles, asked the mayor's residence, and spent a little half of his spiritual power to transfer all the bottle boys to the backyard of the other's house.Because this method is difficult, the bottle boy is not buried deep, and it will be exposed after a little digging of a layer of soil.

"Okay, the paper figurine I sent back should have also notified the higher-ups, and a special investigation team will come soon. What you have to do is to report your brother-in-law's evil deeds to the public. As for the bottle boy, you have nothing to say If you don’t know, if you do more good deeds in the future, you won’t get retribution.” Cheng Wanshi exhorted.

As soon as he heard that he would be fine, Zhao Ge'an said that he would change his mind and be a good person in the future.It was almost three or four o'clock in the morning, and he was sleepy after digging so many bottles, so he said goodbye first and went back to rest.Cheng Wanshi was also sleepy, but still wanted to rescue the living children, so he found the location of the children according to the memory of the mourning crow, and sent the sleeping children back to his home one by one.However, as a result, Cheng Wanshi had very little spiritual stone left, but most of his spiritual power was missing, so he had to call a taxi with Jiang Fengbai to go back to the hotel.

A few days later, the investigation team came, and Zhao Ge'an's report attracted their attention.At the same time, in the mayor's residence, a large pile of ancient bottles containing dead children were found, all of which were lost in Yuncheng.It is said that when the experienced special investigation team opened those bottles, they couldn't help vomiting, because the children were all stuffed into the bottles forcefully, their bodies had been twisted to a strange degree, their flesh and blood were bloody, and they emitted a strong rancid smell taste.And all the children, with their eyes open, without exception.An old saying emerged in the minds of those present——

Do not look down.

For a while, many families were torn apart, and Zhao Ge'an felt ashamed, so he donated as an entrepreneur to help those parents deal with their children's funeral.As for the parents whose children were not killed, they also had lingering fears. Because their daughter and son appeared at home without warning that night, they dared not say anything to the outside world.And the mayor was tightly controlled, and the news of the suppressed news spread to all over the place in an instant, arousing heated discussions among people.

As for the hotel, Cheng Wanshi, who was packing his luggage, turned his head suspiciously, and found that Jiang Fengbai was in a daze again, so he couldn't help but put down the things in his hands, and leaned over to kiss his face: "Still thinking about what the dead crow said?"

Jiang Fengbai came back to his senses and sighed: "Yes."

"Even if what he said is true, so who do you look like?" Cheng Wanshi stretched out his hand and rubbed his frown, "You are so good and he is so bad, they cannot be confused."

"I just think it's too coincidental, these fragments, and the man in black robe who looks like me..." Jiang Fengbai only felt a little powerless, something was hidden in the undercurrent, which made his hair stand on end.

Cheng Wanshi couldn't understand his appearance, held his face in his arms and kissed him, and then held his lips until his breathing became short of breath. "Don't think too much, I'm here." Cheng Wanshi raised his chin proudly, indicating that he can be the other party's support, the most stable support.

Jiang Fengbai couldn't help laughing, and didn't think about these bad things anymore, and kissed Cheng Wanshi in a hugging posture: "Thank you."

"Well……"

Of course.

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Stupid writers can't write about fights (pun intended)

Volume [-] Jade Butterfly