Grandpa is such a bunny

The city of Luo'an was pitch black again, the empty streets and alleys were deserted, and the night wind blew the fallen leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.

In a dark alley, a man leaned his waist against the wall, and heard a woman's intermittent groans | moaning faintly, he tried his best to press his face against the cold wall, wishing he could walk along these bricks and tiles. Lime crevices got into it, and enjoyed it too.

"Fuck, I'm blowing the cool breeze outside, and you guys are happy inside. I'll kill you when I finish this job." It was the person who followed Tubo during the day who spoke. He wrapped his Taoist robe and heard With a high-pitched scream from a woman, the Taoist priest cursed 'Wave Hooves', but put his face against it again, showing a wretched smile.

Just when he was approaching, he suddenly smelled a fishy and wet smell. The smell was getting closer and stronger, and he felt a little cold. He stomped his feet, and the originally clean ground seemed to be stepping on a mud puddle. With a sticky sound, the Taoist priest lowered his head, under the dim moonlight, a puddle of water slowly flowed towards him as if alive.

Curious, the Taoist bent down and stretched out his hand to touch it. Looking at the moonlight, his pupils shrank suddenly, "Blood!"

At this time, a dry bone came out from nowhere and grabbed the Taoist's neck, choking off his screams in his throat, and the Taoist fell limply into the bloody water.

The withered hand slid wet from his neck to his shoulder, paused for a moment on one shoulder, and suddenly tore his flesh and blood, pulling an arm out.

The Taoist hadn't died yet, and fell into a pool of blood. He watched helplessly as his arm floated to the feet of a person along with the black blood. His pupils dilated for the last time, and he could see the appearance of that person clearly.

It was the man he bumped into head-on inadvertently during the day, and that arm was where the collision occurred.

The man was dressed in black, holding a black glazed altar with cracked ice in his pale hands. He looked down at the bloody and twitching severed arm lying at his feet, and his dark eyes were unwavering.

Until the black blood on the ground slowly flowed to his feet, he took half a step back as if he was afraid of being dirty, his eyes swept across the pool of black blood, and there was a ripple in his eyes like stagnant water, like a drop of water falling into the water. Above the surface of the water, the subtleties are almost invisible.

After a while, holding the black glaze altar, he turned and walked into the darkness.

The next day, Tubo got up amidst Du Yun's heart-piercing yells. He rubbed his swollen temples, and he was thankful that Qian Fan lived next door and did not have to be baptized by Du Yun's screams, "Your mother The pig’s upper body? Call me when the pig’s hair is scalded, and I will dial it for you.”

Du Yun yelled, "He's dead! Hurry up and follow me."

Tubo thinks that his beauty is unlucky, and his ill-fated fate is the cause. In the past few days, he always wakes up with a splitting headache, pain like ten thousand needles. Walking leisurely towards the outside.

A lot of people gathered in the inn, with the sound of footsteps, voices, and Du Yun's reprimand, Tubo pressed his stinging forehead, staggered, and was about to reach out to grab something, when he was hugged around his waist A breath of clear sandalwood came to his breath, and Tubo closed his eyes and grinned, "You don't have morning classes anymore?"

Qian Fan said softly, "Replenishment." Looking sideways at his pale face, his eyes were filled with worry, "Is the benefactor okay?"

Tubo's forehead was bulging, and the veins under his fair skin were tense, but with a teasing smile on his mouth, he let him hug him with peace of mind, and said in a low voice, "Qian Fan, don't ask men if they are okay at any time."

A homicide occurred not far from the inn. The inside and outside of the inn were occupied by ordinary people who came out. The government was trying to maintain order. Du Yun stood in the crowd and directed the police to determine the location of the crime, protect the place where the crime took place, and The people who watched the excitement were evacuated.

Qian Fan looked away from the pool of blood on his stump, and asked suspiciously, "Why?"

Tubo didn't expect that he didn't even recognize such an obvious yellow accent, so he choked for a moment and thought to himself, "Qian Fan is really a clean little green lotus."

Xiao Qinglian was gentle and quiet, not because she didn’t understand anything, but because she didn’t expect that Tubo would make such jokes in broad daylight and early in the morning, she blinked her eyes, skipped the topic of ‘OK or not’, and said, “ The poor monk helps the benefactor go back to his room to rest."

Tubo had recovered by now, the sharp pain in his head subsided slowly, and lurked into the depths of his bones and blood again. He opened his eyes, and his handsome eyes were laziness after the pain. Just as he was about to speak, he listened. Du Yun, who was in the crowd, scratched his neck and shouted, "What are you dawdling about, come in here."

People who are watching the excitement, you stand next to me and you lean your neck to look inside. Tubo, relying on his height, caught a glimpse of the blood on the ground inside. He pulled the crowd, and his long and narrow eyes flew around quickly, and he didn't see any suspicious people. .

"Go back and go back. Does the dead man have pictures? Grandpa looks good. I watched this thing early in the morning. Do you want to eat later? Hey, Uncle Wang, your feet are almost bleeding, your daughter is about to give birth , you can always let it go, don’t encounter bad luck, and take it home.”

Watching the excitement is a thing, and if you get caught in bad luck by mistake, the gain is not worth the loss. The aunt and uncle who heard him say this immediately left, fearing that something dirty would get on their body. Seeing the two of them, he smiled and said, "Don't tell me, the dead are really not as good-looking as Master Tu and Zen Master. They look so handsome."

Tubo kept Qian Fan behind him, "Just praise me, Zen Master Shanyue doesn't rely on his face to make a living."

The sticky blood smeared the corpse on the ground, and the loose Taoist robe was soaked in the blood, and the shape could still be seen vaguely. The face of the corpse was blue and gray, the eyes were bulging, and the distorted and frightened expression was rigid on the face, which looked particularly stern and piercing. Duanbi lay three feet away from the corpse, exuding a strong fishy smell.

Du Yun walked over, "The deceased was not a local. He came to Luo'an city half a month ago with his master, and lived in Donghe Street, three streets away from Fuya Street. His master claimed to be the real Muji, who has the ability to subdue demons and eliminate demons." , Every morning, free peace talismans will be distributed on Donghe Street."

Tubo thought, real hen?I'm still a male rabbit.He looked around the corpse, but found no doubts, and wanted to speak, when he heard a wail.

The person who came was a middle-aged man with a long, wrinkled face and a sparse goatee. He held a gray whisk in his hand, and when he wailed, he could only hear voices but not tears.

"Disciple, you died so badly. As a teacher, I must avenge you. Who killed my disciple?" Master Mu Ji stood far outside the pool of blood and cried.

"Investigating, come, the Taoist priest will cooperate to see if there is any abnormality in the corpse." Tubo squatted beside the corpse and looked up.

Master Mu Ji howled his true feelings, but he didn't move a step to that side at all. Hearing the words, he even smiled dryly, "Your Excellency, just look at it. I'm just a Taoist priest, and I don't understand the case."

The corners of Tubo's eyes were raised, and he squinted at him, "Okay then, I saw that the Taoist master and disciple love each other deeply, so I thought you were going to hold the corpse and cry for a while."

There were people around talking about it, pointing and talking about feelings, which was nothing more than that.

Master Mu Ji's face turned blue and red, Tubo pretended not to see it, and nodded seriously, "It's fine if you don't look at it, the Taoist priest and I will go back, I have something to ask."

The sun was shining brightly, and the sticky blood on the ground was exposed to the sun, exuding a strong fishy smell. Du Yun wrinkled his nose and sniffed, and frowned. He turned to look at Tubo, who was interrogating Mu Ji , had no choice but to look to Qianfan to seek approval.

Qian Fan gave Du Yun a lot of face, nodded, and heard Tubo who was not far away said in surprise, "It's dark outside, strolling outside? What's your hobby?"

Mu Ji smiled dryly, "I have trouble, I have trouble."

Qian Fan glanced at the inn where they were staying in the direction of the corpses, his eyes flashed, this person was the one who followed them for several days, no wonder he died here.This narrow alley is the closest to the inn, and usually there are not many people who come here, hiding here and looking outside, it happens to be able to clearly see the people passing by the inn through the wall.

Why would Taoist follow them?Qian Fan walked up to the corpse and looked at it thoughtfully. The corpse's skin was blue and grey, and it fell on the ground askew. It died of suffocation, but there was no pinch mark on its neck. Before it was completely dead, the murderer tore off its arm and threw it aside...

"What did Zen master find?" Du Yun came out from behind, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from nowhere, and while the people were gone, the police quickly sealed off the scene, chomping and chomping.

Qian Fan glanced at him, "He may be the one following the benefactor and the poor monk."

Du Yun smacked his lips, "Tell me about Zen Master's thoughts."

Qian Fan glanced at him again, "The fishy smell on the ground is not the smell of blood, it's the same as that of the water ghost. The deceased died of suffocation. There was no strangulation mark on the neck, but the throat bone was completely broken, as if being strangled to death by someone's throat." .The water ghost is condensed by resentment and has no entity. If it was done by it, it would indeed have such a wound."

Seeing him staring at him several times, Du Yun looked around at himself. He thought that he was not as good-looking as others, so he probably didn't look at his face, so he had more seeds in his hands.So he stuffed a handful into Qian Fan's hand.

Surprisingly, this person with Qingfeng Xiangu actually took it and held it in his slender hands.

"The old figure said that the wrong has its head and the debtor has its owner. Could it be that this Taoist priest is related to the drowning of the water ghost? So the water ghost killed people for revenge?" Du Yun squeezed his chin, "It's not easy to investigate, besides, I think that the water ghost This murder also seemed a bit too rude. It and the people behind him tried their best to create an accident to hurt the little girl, but now they kill the little girl directly in broad daylight. It is obviously different from the previous style. It is not like premeditation, but more like venting anger. Why?"

Qian Fan shook his head, his handsome eyes were full of doubts, and he couldn't figure out why.What is the purpose of killing this person, stripping off his limbs and discarding them.

If he couldn't figure it out, he put it aside for the time being, Qianfan lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and recited the "Sutra of Rebirth" for the deceased.

After Tubo finished asking, he asked the police to take Mu Ji to identify the corpse and the scene.Mu Ji's face wrinkled like a chicken's butt, "Master, when can I leave?"

"Make sure you have no suspicions. But I heard that the Taoist leader can cast down demons and eliminate demons. You have heard about the ghosts in Luo'an City. Master Du is looking for help from the Taoist leader."

Master Mu Ji asked after Tubo, and when he heard these words, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he stood there, his face full of wrinkles showed a pair of cloudy eyes, and he seemed to have tried his best to fix them , the Adam's apple rolled, swallowed the spit, and then flatly said, "Oh, good, good."

At noon, the corpse began to produce corpse spots, and the unique smell of the dead permeated the air. Du Yun ordered the police to clean up the scene, screaming and drinking, and dying.

Tubo never did this kind of rough and heavy work, waved to Qianfan and hid under the shade tree, with a passing little white rabbit in his arms, shamelessly snatching half-eaten food from his teeth carrot.

Qian Fan walked over to him and handed him a handful of things, in exchange for the sulking little rabbit.

Tubo looked down and saw a handful of peeled salty melon seeds.

The corners of his lips were raised, his eyes were deep and dark, and the sunlight cast a layer of crystal clear streamer on the black pupil film, "Thank you."

Qian Fan's handsome face was reddish, and he didn't dare to look him in the eyes anymore, but out of politeness, he whispered back, "It's a little effort."

The little rabbit wags its tail and flicks its ears in Tubo’s palm and grinds its teeth angrily. When it enters Qian Fan’s hands, it immediately turns into a lump of cotton, trembling, as if being bullied. Qian Fan couldn’t laugh or cry, so he had to put the little rabbit back. In the weeds beside the road.

"Brother Tu, I finally found you." Sun Xiao ran over panting, holding a booklet under his arm, and said, "You and the Zen master guessed right, the person who was poisoned by the corpse earlier Everyone has recovered, except for He Qiang and his wife. The doctor at the hospital said that there are still large black spots on his and his wife's bodies that resemble corpse spots. I don't know why, but the same medicine doesn't work on them.”

"Speak slowly." Tubo gave him a straight back.

Sun Xiao waved his hand, "I went to look for them, but I couldn't find them. I learned something by chance. He Qiang is also from Weicheng, Youzhou. He and Xu Benchang came to Luo'an City successively. But the strange thing is, I asked the neighbors, Everyone said they didn't think they had a good relationship."

Tubo frowned, "Why not?"

Sun Xiaodao, "It's rare to see them talking. The two of them live very close and are from the same town. I feel strange no matter how I think about it. You said, why are there no tears in the eyes of the fellows when they see the fellows? It's fine if they don't. Stone, and He Qiang went to take care of his wife."

Sun Xiao wiped the sweat off his face, "Also, brother, didn't you say that Mrs. Li is crazy? I bought pastries to have a look when I passed by. Who knew that Mrs. Li's house was closed, and the neighbors said it was closed for several days. I haven't seen anyone. Brother, Mrs. Li and He Qiang are both missing!"

Tubai twitched his brows fiercely, cursed angrily, poured all the melon seeds into his mouth, and said coldly, "Find some brothers and follow me, damn, dare to run, catch them and make soup!"

He frowns coldly, followed by a few policemen with big knives and walked towards Du Yun aggressively, preparing to report the itinerary, and called the magistrate's warrant to close the city gate. Who knew that before he walked over, the man beside Du Yun suddenly widened his eyes, Pushed him hard, turned and ran.

Seeing a group of arresters rushing towards him, Master Muji thought that the dirty things he had done had been exposed, so he threw away his fly whisk in fright, and ran away, his wide Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, like an old hen with wings blowing , Qian Fan descended from the sky, the green robe was light, and with a flick of his fingers, Mu Ji fell headfirst to the ground, turning into a piece of shit.

Tubo squatted on the ground and pulled up his collar. He didn't have the good temper he had just asked, and said fiercely, "Run, you run, if you dare to run, I will pump you into minced meat."

Du Yun, "..."

Master Du quickly turned his head to face the common people who were approaching again, and said with a smile, "It's scary, I never beat prisoners, really, if you don't believe me, take a day trip to the dungeon and see."

Daoist Mu Ji screamed, "I didn't dig the grave, it's really not me, the bodies of those two children are in the warehouse, please let me go."