The Road of a Hidden Master

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He held the white pigeon in his hand, and sent a text message asking Xiao Luofei when he could go back. An hour later, Xiao Luofei sent back a text message: Yes now.

The white pigeon was caught in Yu Ming's hand and struggling to death, but the most terrifying thing was not Yu Ming's rough hand strength, but Jing Yao's torture. Flat when the dough is pinched.

Holding the white pigeon to Xiao Luofei's hospital bed, as soon as he let go of the white pigeon, it flapped its wings and flew to Xiao Luofei's shoulder. Xiao Luofei teased him with his index finger: "This is the white pigeon that my master and I raised in Wu. Can recognize our smell, no matter how far we are, as long as we give them a hint, they can find us. They also know the smell of people close to us, because those people will be contaminated with our smell. For many years, I He and his master communicate with each other by flying pigeons, and the old man refuses to give up this ancient tradition no matter what he says."

Taoist Qingwei has a mobile phone and a mobile phone, and can email and send text messages, but he likes flying pigeons to send books.

Yu Ming said: "Jing Yao and I were discussing how tracking can help you when you are in trouble, and then this pigeon came. Your master is really good at predicting things."

"He is very godly, a godly god, and he likes to trick people into paying high prices for his street stalls, but there are some things that he will never go wrong." In Wudang, Taoist Qingwei is a legendary existence.How many disciples wanted to see the world-shaking demeanor of his old man, but they missed it, or they were disillusioned after seeing him.Taoist Qingwei is very contradictory. His cultivation level is rare in this world, but he has never been a noble and arrogant outsider.On the contrary, he likes to linger in the secular world where dragons and snakes mix together and live a life of cheating, cheating, eating and drinking as ordinary people.His way of life also subtly influenced Xiao Luofei's character. While Xiao Luofei yearned for a peaceful life, he also liked to make trouble for the peaceful life.And these things that others regard as "mess" are just fun in his eyes.

"If you are worried about me, let this white dove follow you, and it will lead you to my place."

As soon as Jing Yao entered the door, he was stunned by Xiao Luofei's "disguise". "Think about it carefully, you are similar to An Ming in outline, eyebrows and eyes, no wonder you look like 90% after makeup."

If it wasn't for the make-up this time, Xiao Luofei wouldn't have noticed the slight similarities between himself and An Ming.In the entertainment industry, it is not uncommon for celebrities to look similar, especially in the contemporary age where plastic surgery is prevalent, many celebrities' facial features are almost made in one furnace, and it is impossible to recognize who is who after photoshopping.Xiao Luofei has a highly recognizable face, his thick eyebrows, big eyes, red lips, red teeth and white dimples are the two pairs of dimples that impress the audience.In contrast, An Ming's appearance is a little bland, and his songs are also like the person who follows the small and fresh route.

Xiao Luofei lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Mr. Yu, your taste has remained unchanged for many years."

Midnight is approaching, and the moon cannot be seen tonight. Jing Yao said that the people in the organization like to pick up the moonless nights to carry the corpses.

Xiao Luofei lay in the mortuary with his eyes closed, his breathing, pulse, and heartbeat stopped automatically, and his body would gradually become cold after the internal energy was reversed.When the people from the organization came, he was carried away successfully in such a state. Someone lifted the bed sheet to check him, checked his breath, touched his hand, pressed his heart, and confirmed his death.

When he was covered by the sheet, he immediately opened his eyes to let his body function normally. Even so, the physique of a martial arts practitioner is different from ordinary people. His breathing is lighter than ordinary people, but his body temperature is also higher than ordinary people.

The people from the organization came in the car of the crematorium, with all kinds of certificates and permits, and they were blatantly stealing corpses.There was a freezer in the car, and they put the corpse in the freezer, which was convenient for reducing Xiao Luofei's abnormal body temperature.

Half an hour after the crematorium's car drove out of the hospital, Yu Ming's car followed the white pigeon.The car was heading out of the city, and there was nothing special at first, but after driving on a small road, Yu Ming realized belatedly: "Isn't this the direction of my hometown?"

Yu Ming's hometown is a small village with a long history. The original name of the village is a taboo in the village, because the village heads of all generations are members of the Yu family, and the villagers have called it Yujia Village over time.The biggest feature of Yujia Village is a cemetery that occupies half the size of the village. In ancient times, there was a mass grave there, and the tomb was built after the Yu family became rich.The cemetery has been rumored to be haunted. Some Ansheng villagers moved to the city early, but there are many more people who live here.The Yu family is rich, and the people in Yujia Village can support them even if they don't work. The Yu family doesn't have high demands on them and lives in the village.The villagers also saw that the cemetery was haunted by rumors, but apart from Yu Zhengchun's strange death many years ago, it was nothing serious for decades. This rumor is nothing compared to Yu's family's money.What's more, there is still a big house of the Yu family standing between the cemetery and the village.

"Except for funerals, no one usually goes to the Beishan cemetery. It is said that those who have been there will have nightmares for three days and three nights when they come back. There are rumors that it has become a no-man's land." Yu Ming introduced that he has a close relationship with him. Beishan cemetery, "But I have feelings for it. When I was young, I liked to take my brother to the cemetery to hunt for treasures, dig treasures, and bury treasures. Qianzhong and I buried a lot of things there, and no one stole them. Now he and I go there once a year, I didn't expect it to become..."

"A secret base of a mysterious organization." Jing Yao sighed, "What do you think those criminals are doing there?"

Yu Ming shook his head heavily.

The answer was soon revealed by Xiao Luofei, the so-called organization was actually a corpse oil factory.The corpse oil extracted from the dead is packaged and sold to customers at a high price. The levels and prices of the extracted corpse oil are different for different ages and genders. The most expensive ones are boys under the age of 12.The corpse oil refined by a man in his 20s like "An Ming" is at best a third-rate product. The corpses that have just been brought back are not processed so quickly and often need to be soaked in a special medicine tank for a period of time before they can be refined. .

Now Xiao Luofei was thrown into the medicine vat together with many corpses to soak, and he felt cold all over - how many times would he have to take a bath to get rid of the shadow in his heart.

The base of the corpse oil factory was located in an extremely majestic tomb. Xiao Luofei couldn't imagine any nobleman who would be so extravagant and corrupt. At this time, he didn't know that he was transported to Yujia Village.

The white pigeons flew all the way from the entrance of the village to the north of the village. Every household in Yujia Village would close their doors and stay at home during the day.There is a special road from the entrance of the village to the north of the village, and there are no houses beside the road.

Most of the families in the village live in villas and bungalows. Only the Yu family has lived in the old house for generations. It has been renovated every year. Although the outside is still a building from the Tang Dynasty, the inside has long been modernized.

Jing Yao said, "Every time I go to your house, I get creepy. It's a pity not to make ghost movies."

It's not that the house is so old, but that it's gloomy and unpopular.The children of the Yu family only studied in their hometown when they were in elementary school, and they all went to boarding schools in middle school, and settled in big cities after working as adults.So now those who live at home are the old and the weak, women and children, and the only strong man is the village chief, Yu Ming's uncle, Yu Jianshu.

Yu Ming said: "Did my uncle not notice that something like this happened in the village? It's too dereliction of duty."

Jing Yao said, "What should we do now?"

"Call the police."

Jing Yao took out his police certificate and smiled: "No need, there is a ready-made one here, let's go."

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58. Confrontation in the Tomb

While going to the cemetery, Yu Ming went back to his hometown. He collected a famous sword from the Spring and Autumn Period, Quexie. This sword was sold to his father by Taoist Qingwei back then.Yu Qianzhong used to play with this sword when he was at home, but Xiao Luofei should be able to use it now.And he himself took a pistol for protection.

They rushed to the cemetery, following where the white pigeon stayed, Yu Ming was taken aback again: "This is... the ancestral grave of the Yu family."

The Yu family has been buried in this mausoleum for generations, and they did not expect that one day it would become a den of criminal gangs.

Yu Ming's face was serious: "Everyone at home knows the mechanism of the stone gate of the mausoleum, but the key has always been in the hands of successive village chiefs."

"Can't I get in without a key?"

"You can dig a hole, but what kind of hole do you think you have to dig to fit a funeral car?"

The bus transporting the corpse disappeared, and the possibility is that it entered the stronghold.So how does a bus dig a hole and stuff it in?Then it's...

"Did they enter in a grand manner?"

"I think so too. Maybe they broke the door to the tomb."

Yu Ming thought optimistically, because he didn't want to think about the possibility in another way, but Jing Yao was much more realistic than him: "It's also possible that the village chief opened the stone gate to lure wolves in."

"impossible!"

After his father died of illness, people in the village did not dare to approach the cemetery at night, but no one died in Yu's family for many years, and no one has entered the mausoleum since then.

"Uncle, how can someone who is greedy for life and afraid of death do such a thing." He is the most timid and incompetent of the five brothers in the previous generation of Yu's family. , to be a little village chief.

"A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and the sea cannot be measured. How do we get in now?"

Yu Ming pondered for a moment: "Come with me."

When he was a teenager, he liked to take risks in the cemetery with his young brother. One year, he came up with the idea of ​​his own ancestral tomb. Yu’s ancestral tomb is famous for its grandeur. There are no larger tombs in the nearby villages.Only when there is a funeral at home