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Mrs. Tang sat up on the cart.

The hospital morgue was not open to the air, and the screams could not penetrate the ceiling, so they could only zigzag along the corridors.

Two medical staff, a mortuary worker, and a nurse who counted the belongings of the dead for the family members who were unconscious and unable to come, were all so frightened that their legs went limp, and they almost missed the young policeman.The little policeman is not a very capable person, but he was called in because the team was short-handed, and his legs were weak at first. He didn't want to be hung up by two heavy "burdens", but stood firm.

At that moment, a series of zombie blockbusters such as "Resident Evil" and "The Walking Dead" whizzed past the little policeman's mind. He took out his gun tremblingly, but he dared not open it. Instead, he desperately greeted Cang Cangzi.

"Nanananan, Meituo, come here quickly."

When he got nervous, the little policeman unconsciously brought out his Star City accent.

The accent of the lingua franca in the cultivation world is similar to the Beijing dialect practiced in China today. After Cang Cuizi came here, he had no problem communicating with others.But he couldn't understand Xingcheng's language, so he could only tilt his head in a daze, pointed his finger at the tip of his nose, and asked, "Sister... Sister Tuo?"

He stood still, and behind him, Mrs. Tang who was sitting up—this lady's surname was Zhang Xiaoyuan—lifted off the white cloth.

Before being pushed out of the emergency room, the doctors and nurses helped her dress up, but now the relics have not been counted, so after Mrs. Tang sat up, she did not show a naked and glamorous scene.

It's not that the men present still have the heart to appreciate it, it's just that, in terms of horror, the dead with clothes are much weaker than the dead without clothes.

The little policeman calmed down a little, and more normal possibilities emerged from his mind.

Maybe the doctor made a mistake, maybe the lady just suspended animation.

Thinking of it this way, he didn't dare to shoot, and the little girl seemed to be frightened and stood still.

The little policeman had no choice but to shout to Mrs. Tang: "Zhang, Ms. Zhang! Are you okay? Can you talk? Just nod if you understand what I say?"

Mrs. Tang nodded, and the little policeman breathed a sigh of relief.

He was only half relieved, and it got stuck in his throat because of the accident in front of him.

Mrs. Tang, who was able to respond to his words just now, opened her hands and rushed towards the little girl standing in front of her. Her ferocity was like a tiger descending a mountain, scaring the three people at the door dumbfounded.

The next moment, the little policeman reacted and immediately rushed to block it.Unexpectedly, the child stepped a little bit, turned half a circle for some reason, and just slipped out of Mrs. Tang's open arms.

Why use the word just right to describe it?

Because on the surface, the little girl's drill was really extremely dangerous, as if it was only a fraction of a second away, and the little girl would be killed by Mrs. Tang's claws.

If Mrs. Tang had been faster and more accurate, the little girl might have been arrested.

Mrs. Tang obviously thought the same way, she couldn't catch herself, she fell from the stroller to the ground, rolled around twice in embarrassment, got up stiffly, and rushed towards Cang Chuizi again.

Her speed obviously increased by a point, and her momentum was fierce. The two medical staff screamed again, while the little policeman held his gun, but he didn't know whether to fire or not.

Being able to hit the target in this state must be a sharpshooter among sharpshooters. The little policeman is obviously not a sharpshooter, but his running speed is not as fast as Mrs. Tang.

Seeing that the little girl was about to be caught, the little policeman wished he could replace her with his own body, but saw that the little girl was agile and got out of the Huihui Skynet again.

The little policeman stopped hesitantly, and after five or six seconds, he witnessed the little girl escape for the third time.

There are only three things, once or twice may be a coincidence, and the third time must be intentional.It was only then that the little policeman realized that the little girl might be a real person who didn't show her face, and could stuff an egg into her open mouth.

Cang Cangzi turned around and found him standing there stupidly, but frowned.

He didn't criticize anything, just said: "Why don't you call the mortals nearby to evacuate."

The little policeman was still wondering which master Cang Cangzi would be in the action team of the State Special Affairs Bureau, and he immediately reacted when he heard this.

Knowing that he couldn't intervene in the situation in the mortuary, he quickly turned around, picked up the two medical staff whose legs were limp and couldn't run, and ran outside, shouting: "Evacuate urgently! Evacuate urgently!"

For a moment, Cang Cangzi and Mrs. Tang were the only ones left in the mortuary. They faced each other cautiously across a gleaming cart.

When she just fell off the cart, Mrs. Tang’s movement of jumping and running was stiff, like a puppet manipulated by a wooden stick. Now that she has turned around a few times in the morgue, her movements are smooth and her skin color doesn’t look so similar is dead.

She even had the extra strength to smile at Cang Cangzi, and said, "It seems that you are not an ordinary child."

Cang Cangzi did not hide this fact, but Mrs. Tang herself misunderstood that others were weak and weak, and chose him as the target of attack.

If Cang Cangzi was his original appearance, even if he felt that Mrs. Tang's body was strange, he couldn't use it as bait for fishing.In the past, this kind of small miscellaneous fish ran away when they saw his face, but now they come to the door by themselves, which makes Cang Cangzi feel that this appearance is a bit good.

It's just that compared with the Taoist partner who was finally caught up, this kind of benefit is too insignificant.

Without much joy, Cang Cangzi calmly said: "I have read "One Hundred Little Jokes of Ancient Demonic Cultivators", in which it is said that among the demonic cultivators who cultivated puppets, there was a very bad technique of seizing houses. "

Although Mrs. Tang didn't know what "One Hundred Little Jokes of the Ancient Demon Cultivator" was, she couldn't help but change her face when she heard the word "Duoshe".

Cang Cangzi didn't seem to see her face, and continued: "A person with a strong soul can take the body of another person after death and use the body to be reborn. However, the body borrowed from the body also has certain qualifications and physical requirements, even if it meets the requirements. However, the person who seizes the body will have to spend several months or even years to fully grasp the entire body."

Mrs. Tang just listened and said nothing.

Cang Cangzi said again: "The seizing technique passed down among the demon cultivators of the puppet cultivator is different. It does not require someone with the same aptitude and physique, nor does it take a long time to temper it. From possessing to being usable, there is no need Half an hour. It will only consume the essence and blood of the person who has been seized, unless it is refined into a physical puppet, otherwise once the essence and blood are exhausted, the seizure will fail."

"So I thought," he said, "this one, is Ziyi Zhenjun?"

Mrs. Tang, no, Zhenjun Ziyi's face was blank for a moment, and finally he showed a grim smile.

"Among the young people of this era, it is rare to see someone like you who can learn about the past and the present. I originally thought that no one would know whether it is the physical puppet or the puppet seizing technique."

This time Cang Cuizi was silent.

He couldn't tell Zhenjun Ziyi that although Yunmengze's magic way is not prosperous and they don't play tricks, but in the big world where the magic way is powerful, the body puppet technique is not as clumsy as Zhenjun Ziyi, and the puppet capture technique Also because of many disadvantages, it was criticized as unusable, and it was replaced by a more popular one.

Zhenjun Ziyi is extremely proud of his puppet Taoism. After all, he could be regarded as the No. 1 puppet Taoist in Zhongzhou back then.

At this moment, he absolutely couldn't guess what Cang Cangzi was thinking, so he snorted and said, "That's right, although I don't know the relationship between you and the descendants of Taiyin, but you are very close to him, but I can be sure. They are all ancient Dao methods that existed in the prehistoric era, and it is not surprising that he holds the secret treasure inheritance of the prehistoric era."

Hearing this, Cang Cangzi's eyes widened slightly.

What... What is the inheritance of the ancient secret treasure?

There are two inheritances in Ying Bo's hands, one is the "Congenital Taiyin Suyuan Jing" handed down from his Master Chumen.

When Cang Cangzi heard that the Taiyin system turned out to be a craftsman who forged antiquities in the end, compared with his solar system, I don't know which one is more miserable, it is really embarrassing.But no matter "Congenital Taiyin Suyuan Jing" or "Congenital Taiyang Zhenyi Jing", they are all Mesozoic exercises that appeared after the prehistoric era, and have no relationship with half a spirit stone before the prehistoric era.

The second inheritance is the day-to-day live broadcast left by Daoist Boguang to the descendants of Zhongzhou.

This Daoist died before the day and night live broadcast spread, and failed to leave a record in the cultivation world. As a result, his reputation as the inventor of the day and night live broadcast was not obvious.

Judging from the last words left by Daoist Bo Guang, he never thought that the daily broadcast would have the status it has today.So he left his cave to future generations, and wanted to use the genius and treasure in the cave to lure future generations to promote the day and night live broadcast for him.

Yingbo, the inheritance of this cave, has not been to it so far, and there may be secret treasures in it.

But this is not certain at all, why did Zhenjun Ziyi speak so eloquently?

Nowadays, people in the comprehension world, except for some collectors and archaeologists, are not obsessed with the prehistoric era at all. Naturally, it is unexpected that some people think that the prehistoric era is the best, as long as the best must come from the prehistoric era.Cang Cangzi, a cultivator of the new era, couldn't understand the logic of Master Ziyi, so he could only say, "I don't think he has what you said."

"Lie! Lie!" Zhenjun Ziyi screamed, "The descendant of Taiyin must have the secret treasure of the wild, otherwise how could he come up with so many exercises! How could he come up with such an exquisite restraint!"

What he said was interesting.

When Ying Bo was talking to the head catcher, he listened twice, but he knew that a cat was involved in the case.

It seems that when the cat seized the house, he also tried to take a walk on Longzhou.

It's a pity that the prohibition formation on Longzhou was customized by Ying Bohua with a large sum of spirit stones at the formation master, and Cang Cangzi, a person who has been with the ghost seal for countless years, gave pointers. Even because of insufficient resources, it is still a semi-finished product , nor can a foundation-builder monk who seized the mortal cat be able to break through.

No, not right.

Cang Cangzi glanced at Zhenjun Ziyi again.

This person's cultivation seems to have not yet established a foundation.

seriously injured?Regression in cultivation?There is no companion Gu Xiu around, and I came to Star City alone...

Zhenjun Ziyi probably failed in the internal struggle of Guxiu, escaped, and wanted to kill and seize treasures against Bo, and then take revenge on his group of comrades.

This kind of senior in the cultivation world in the general sense, Cang Cangzi can guess his thoughts accurately.

Downs was probably implicated by Ying Bo.Because he has a good relationship with Ying Bo, he was targeted by Zhenjun Ziyi, who wanted to take advantage of his identity to get close.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Tang blocked the disaster for her husband.

Cang Cangzi sighed in his heart, but Zhenjun Ziyi laughed strangely.

Not feeling that his expression had ruined Mrs. Tang's good looks, he stood up slowly.

"Young people are young people. After a little guidance, I forget the business," he said. "Now that I have completely mastered this body, I can use some of my cultivation...Little brat, die!"

As soon as the voice stopped, Zhenjun Ziyi raised and lowered his palm, creating a palm wind.

Apart from palming the wind, he made another move, and saw the aura stirring in the mortuary, something was moving in the freezer where the dead body was locked, and the door of the cabinet was knocked and rattled.

If an ordinary earthling were placed here, facing such a situation, he would be so scared that he would cry.However, Cang Cangzi, who has been confronting the three-headed, six-armed, dick-faced demon for countless years, has long been used to this kind of scene, and said without any fear: "You think you are delaying time, why don't you know that I am the same?"

A loud shout came from the door.

"Fool! You are the one who is going to die!"