Cultivation of the present

Ever since someone robbed him of his money with a sap from behind that day, Hu Biao's luck began to decline.In those days, luck was very good, every bet was sure to win, there was no disturbance in the field, life was very good, many bitches posted upside down, Hu Biao naturally should eat tofu, should he give money or not .

But his mother doesn't know which little thief with no eyesight dared to snatch his grandpa Biao, let alone throw him in the ditch, causing him to be soaked overnight and fell ill.Hu Biao thought that the person he had won the money must be doing the tricks. After recovering from his illness, he went around looking for people to settle the accounts. After several fights, he lost and won, hurt others and was injured. In the end, the matter of stealing money was nothing. up.Since then, his luck has gone down. He could step on dog shit when he walked, and he couldn't point his back anymore.

But now it's all right, the boss's boss took a fancy to him, asked him to do something, and gave him a car when he finished.Hu Biao was originally a desperado with all kinds of poisons. Although it was said that he was going to hit someone to death, firstly, no one knew about it. Secondly, he was really short of money recently. Not only did he pay for the car, how could he Resist temptation.That is to say, after struggling for one night, he drove the car and killed the couple at the designated place the next day.When he saw that it was the two people from the Baozi shop, he felt more relieved. Such two rural people had no money and no power. If the police couldn't find the perpetrator, it would definitely be an unsolved case.

Sure enough, no one came to him after hitting someone to death, so he was happy to drive and get money.I don't know if I saw Hong, but my luck improved, and it went smoothly again.Having won a lot tonight, Hu Biao narrowed his eyes and wondered where to find a nicer slut to have a good time.

Before he finished his dream, his chest suddenly felt cold, he stared, his head slowly lowered, the redness on his chest made his eyes hurt.

"Where were you on the evening of July 7?" came a gloomy voice from behind, like a dead soul.

Hu Biao instinctively wanted to make nonsense. Of course he knew where he was that day. He killed two people in the suburbs of L City that day, and got a car and a large sum of money. This is something that cannot be revealed.But neither his mouth nor his brain could be controlled, and he muttered as if he couldn't control himself: "That day I waited for more than an hour...I ran into a bun shop...I took money to find a woman..."

"Enough." After hearing his answer, the voice behind him became extremely serene. Hu Biao's head was lifted up, and he saw money and stripped white women in front of him, all of them posing and waiting for him superior.Hu Biao jumped forward happily, completely unaware that there was a big hole in his chest.

Mu Xuan returned home with a feeling of coolness, he threw his clothes into the basin to soak, took a cold shower, and lay back on the bed, beside Bao Xiaoming who was sleeping soundly.

The house is really dying. It is said that it will be demolished in one or two months, and the lease with the landlord is still more than half a year. First, find a place to live near the school, and then find a way to get back the rent for the remaining half year.Hu Biao did get a lot of benefits after killing people. He can't move the car, but the money doesn't matter.Not only did Mu Xuan take all the money from him, but he also controlled Hu Biao, who was still alive, to return to his kennel, and took out all the money, which killed him.

Fortunately, people like Hu Biao don't have the habit of saving money. He has always been extravagant, and he likes to throw money at people for excitement. Mu Xuan got tens of thousands of dollars in cash.The first and second pots of gold that Mu Xuan came to this world were all taken from Hu Biao, so this can be regarded as a kind of fate.

Including the remaining money of the Baos and his wife, it would be a small hundred thousand.Mu Xuan had inquired about all aspects of City L, and felt that he could buy a house so as not to have to pay rent all the time. This was the wish of the Baos again.There is still a lot of money to buy a building in L City. Fortunately, at this time, people have no awareness of hoarding houses. The government’s demolition funds are not much, and a large number of commercial buildings have not yet started development. Everyone is eager to sell bungalows to raise money to buy buildings. The price of bungalows is still very cheap.

If you can't buy a building, buy a bungalow first. Compared with the crowded high-rise buildings, Mu Xuan still prefers houses with courtyards, which are larger and relatively more leisurely.And with less money, he and Bao Xiaoming still have a lot left, which can be used for tuition and living expenses.

Today, after killing Hu Biao and getting the money, Mu Xuan thought more.For hundreds of years, very few people could make him so angry, and very few people he was determined to protect were so hurt.The powerless sense of uselessness and hatred from his previous life as a beggar once again swept his heart, driving him to seek revenge.For half a month, he secretly investigated who was responsible for the accident.He found all six of them, and the first five directly absorbed the blood souls and made them disappear. As for the last one——

On the second day, in front of the Mingxuan Pavilion under the name of Hon Hai Hui, a headless corpse with its heart dug out was dumped.His blood flowed all over the floor and had dried and solidified on the steps in front of the door.He was placed in a kneeling position, and on the steps in front of his palms were written several big characters, which were the same big seal characters as those on the Longevity Cauldron, and ordinary people couldn't understand what the characters were.

As for the head, it was placed on a blue and white porcelain vase in Mingxuan Pavilion. The gate of Mingxuan Pavilion was violently damaged, but strangely, the alarm system did not sound.

This kind of battle, even if Dong Minghai wanted to calm things down, he couldn't hide it. This is simply the biggest murder case in L City in the past ten years, and it's a blatant slap in the face!The higher authorities attached great importance to this case, and the police sealed off Mingxuan Pavilion, which might be the scene of the crime, collecting information, collecting evidence, and investigating the identity of the deceased every day.However, the murderer looked cruel and impulsive, but he acted very professionally without leaving any evidence, which caused the police a headache.Such a toss, but it affected Dong Minghai's next actions.

The seven pairs of boys and girls are already in shape, and they are children from an orphanage in other places.Dong Minghai would let people adopt fake ID cards in remote areas to adopt children, and after that, basically no one cared about their lives.Originally, he was fully prepared, but such an incident happened, at least until the matter subsided, he had to endure it.

For a while, the nightclubs, billiard halls, dance halls, entertainment centers, and underground casinos under the name of the Hon Hai Club were all safe and sound, and they dared not do anything illegal.All the girls pimps under the banner who sell white powder are out of business and squinting at home, so don't think of any of them coming out to cause trouble.

Dong Minghai himself was also afraid. In the past few days, he had already heard that several people who attacked at the beginning had disappeared.In the beginning, he could use the money to run away as an excuse, but when five people disappeared and the last one knelt in front of his door like a demonstration, Dong Minghai felt like a bright mirror in his heart.

In his opinion, only Yuan Chengrun and Mu Xichen, who didn't know his life or death, were the only ones who could hinder him like this. Moreover, judging from Yu Fangzhai's reaction, it should be that Mu Xichen was more likely to come out and get in the way.That being the case, Mu Xichen must be in L City.While dealing with the police, Dong Minghai mobilized all his men to start looking for Mu Xichen's whereabouts.

"Damn! A group of things that don't exist, you can't fucking find anyone!" Dong Minghai threw the suspicious person information sent by his subordinates on the coffee table, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, lit a cigarette, and smoked viciously. Immediately, the room was filled with smog.

"Don't be so anxious," said a leisurely voice like the wind in the jungle, "I don't think it might be Mu Xichen."

A soft and strong hand with even flesh and bones picked up the information on the table and flipped it a few times at will.The cuffs of the black Tang suit are scattered on the paper, black and white contrasting each other, which is particularly distinct.

This person is dressed in a black Tang suit, but he doesn't have the nondescript feeling that modern people wear. Instead, his temperament is blended with the Tang suit, which is completely natural.He has short and neat short hair, but his brows are full of antiquity. It makes people think that he has traveled from ancient times. He was forced to cut his hair short, but he still has an ancient atmosphere.

In terms of appearance, at most it is just handsome.But the temperament around him made him seem to have stepped out of a painting, and he shouldn't be in the world.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip. Both his movements and posture were so elegant, he looked like heir to a big family, which made people feel ashamed.But if Mu Xuan is here, one can see the unconcealable evil spirit between his brows at a glance.

"Master, why do you think so?" Dong Minghai asked respectfully as he saw the man had spoken, and quickly stubbed out his cigarette.

"Judging from Tuowen and the current state of the Changsheng Ding being sealed, Mu Xichen himself must have exhausted his energy to seal the awakened Changsheng Ding. He is afraid of being backlashed and suffering all day long. Make it like this." The man flicked the paper with his fingers, obviously it was a very girly gesture, but he did it a little confusingly.

"That's Yuan Chengrun's grandson?" Dong Minghai slapped the table, "Damn it, I have already seen that he is not a thing! All these years, I know that I am against me, and I still have the extension of the longevity cauldron in my hand. Who could it be!"

"That's not necessarily the case." The corner of the man's eyes was bent, but there was no warmth in his eyes. "He got the extension text 20 years ago, and he has won over famous archaeologists from all over the world, but he has never been able to interpret the extension text. If you didn't find I, and my ancestors just uploaded a big seal script, so I may not be able to understand the extension. Could it be such a coincidence that Yuan Chengrun found me at the same time as you found someone? I don't believe in coincidences. "

"Then...who could it be?" Dong Minghai frowned.

"Oh, of course it's Mu Xichen." The man picked up a black and white photo of Mu Xichen when he was young. The person in the photo is very handsome. If Mu Bai washed it clean, he would be very similar to this photo.

"He himself is dead, won't he train another one? I remember you told me a story about a three-color horse?"

"That's right!" Dong Minghai slapped his thigh, "A few days ago, when I didn't know you, an expert, I made trouble with Yuan Chengrun, but was disturbed by a kid who said that old man Mu taught him these things? Fuck! That's the kid! I'll get someone to get him right away!"

"Wait," the man grabbed Dong Minghai's wrist, and the slender hand squeezed Dong Minghai involuntarily let go of the phone. Judging from the veins in Dong Minghai's hand, his strength was frighteningly strong, "Everything must be prepared." , anyway, being held back by the police and unable to do anything, it is better to investigate this person carefully!"