After marrying into a wealthy family, my little Taoism became popular

Si Huai kicked the single-lidded man's wound, and asked, "Where is your lair?"

How could a man with single eyelids say that? He gritted his teeth and didn't even utter a single syllable.

Si Huai lowered his head, crushed his dislocated ankle, and said in a cold tone, "Hurry up."

The man with single eyelids was in excruciating pain in his limbs, lying on the ground unable to move.

His eyes gradually rolled up, and he felt that he might as well fall into the hands of the president of the Taoist Association. The president would never torture him because of face.

This Si Huai doesn't know where he learned the hooligan tricks...

The man with single eyelids struggled to stabilize his consciousness, saw that Fang Daochang was wearing a Taoist robe of Baiyun Guan, and said to him: "As a Baiyun Guan person, you just look at him... ahhh!"

Do you insult me ​​like this?

Before finishing the second half of the sentence, Si Huai stepped on him again.

Fang Daochang was stunned for a while, and after hearing the scream of the single-eyed man, he hurried forward and grabbed Si Huai's arm.

"Guard Master!"

The single eyelid man was overjoyed.

Si Huai tilted his head expressionlessly, looking into the Taoist priest's worried eyes: "Si Guanzhu, are you alright?"

Si Huai hummed.

Fang Daochang held his wrist and found that Si Huai's body temperature was not as hot as before, but rather cold.

He frowned: "Are you all right?"

Si Huai wiped the slippers on the single eyelid man, and said lazily, "I'm fine, he's fine."

Fang Daochang took a look at the injury of the single eyelid man, and comforted him, "Don't worry, he won't die."

Single eyelid man:? ? ?

Si Huai was stunned.

Fang Daochang continued: "These are all minor injuries, and they didn't hurt the vitals."

"Si Guanzhu, you don't have to worry."

The siren was getting closer and seemed to stop on the side of the road.

Taoist Fang hurriedly said to Si Huai, "Hurry up, before the police come, you can beat him again."

Single eyelid man:? ? ?

"You, you..."

Si Huai stepped on his mouth.

Soon, a group of people in police uniforms walked into the lobby. The clothes of the first few people were slightly different from the police uniforms. Si Huaiduo took a look.

Fang Daochang stepped forward and nodded to the oldest middle-aged man among them: "Director Fang."

"Fang Daoist."

The middle-aged man winked at his subordinates, and everyone immediately divided up and cooperated to set up a cordon. Several people walked towards the man with single eyelids, and some towards the skinny old man.

Daoist Fang introduced: "Guanzhu Si, this is Director Fang Zhengyang Fang who handles such related cases."

"This is the master of Daotian Temple, Si Huai."

Director Fang nodded to Si Huai, with a kind expression on his face: "Si Guanzhu, I have admired your name for a long time."

Si Huai complimented each other politely: "Me too, I have known you for a long time."

Before he had time to say a few words, there was a commotion beside him.

Si Huai turned his head to look over, and a policeman with a short cut was doing CPR on a man with one eyelid.

After a while, he pressed the pulse on the side of the neck of the man with single eyelids, and shook his head.

"Boss, he's dead."

"Boss, the old man has been dead for a while."

Director Fang didn't respond.

Fang Daochang was shocked: "How could he be dead? He obviously didn't suffer any injuries?"

"He died suddenly," the inch-headed policeman paused, and explained, "He died as soon as he was handcuffed."

Si Huaisao was in a circle, and there were no ghosts in the lobby.

The ghosts summoned by the man with single eyelids just now were eaten by Xiaoqing, and Xiaoqing left before the police arrived.

The lobby was empty.

The most important thing is that there is no soul of a skinny old man or a man with single eyelids.

The corpse was also clean, without any Yin Qi.

Si Huai said to the Taoist priest, "I don't have a soul, I should have run away."

Since the Six Paths Temple can revive ghosts, it must also revive their own people.

Taoist Fang reacted immediately: "No wonder that old man just said that he is not ready to die."

"It turned out that the golden cicada was not ready to escape its shell."

"Ding dong", the elevator door opened.

It was Si Huai who met the hotel staff upstairs and saw blood and corpses all over the floor. The timid person fainted directly, and many people cried out.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The police in the lobby are very familiar with handling such incidents, and several people walked to the elevator to appease them.

Director Fang sighed: "Go back to the bureau."

Shangyang Police Station

This time was different from the last time he entered the police station, Si Huai did not take notes at the ordinary police, but walked into a new office with Daoist Fang.

There are not many things in the office, there are not even documents in the bookcase, and the basic equipment is all new.

Si Huai sat down on the sofa and slumped lazily.

He didn't even bother to turn his head, staring at the air and asked, "Did your father come to Shangyang because of the Six Dao Temple?"

Taoist Fang stayed for a while before realizing that he was asking himself.

He was a little embarrassed: "Si Guanzhu, you, have you counted?"

Si Huai: "Your father-son relationship?"

Fang Daozhang nodded.

Si Huai: "No, I can see it."

"You look alike."

"Is it……"

Taoist Fang was stunned for a moment. Few people said that he and his father looked alike.

In a daze, the office door opened again.

Director Fang walked in, followed by Zhang Xuexue's family and met the Taoist priest in yellow.

Seeing this yellow-robed Taoist priest, Taoist Fang fell silent.

Si Guanzhu said not long ago that they look alike.

Si Huai continued: "And you both have the surname Fang, so it's easy to guess."

Fang Daozhang: "...you just remember my surname is Fang."

Director Fang pointed to the Taoist priests in yellow robes and asked them, "Is this Taoist priest also a cult person?"

Hearing the word xie jiao, the yellow-robed Taoist priest's expression changed drastically, and he knelt down and begged for mercy: "I have nothing to do with xie jiao!"

"I just want to make some money under the banner of Baiyun Temple..."

The yellow-robed Taoist burst into tears and let out a long sob: "I'm just an ordinary liar!"

"..."

Director Fang's eyelids twitched, and he dialed the internal number to ask someone to take him out quickly.

After a while, two policemen walked in, one took the man away, and the other handed Director Fang a document.

"The old man doesn't have any identity information. The young man is on the list of missing persons. He disappeared a year ago."

Director Fang was puzzled: "Is there no information at all?"

The policeman nodded: "So far, we haven't found anything that can prove our identity. We are still looking for clues."

"understood."

When the police left, Director Fang made two cups of tea for Si Huai and Daoist Fang, and asked, "Si Guanzhu, did you find anything about the Temple of the Six Paths when you confronted them?"

Si Huai thought for a while, and then slowly said, "It's a lewd Taoist temple."

He described in detail what happened between the time he saw the skinny old man and the appearance of Daoist Fang, and even recounted their conversation completely.

Director Fang's memory was not as good as Si Huai's, so he recorded it with a tape recorder after listening for a few minutes.

After Si Huai finished speaking, the tea on the table was cold.

The tea cup is not a disposable plastic cup from the police station, but Director Fang's own ceramic cup.

Si Huai held the handle of the cup, the cup tilted, and the water almost poured out.

He frowned, let go of his hands calmly, picked up the oranges on the table, and slowly peeled them.

Fang Daochang tilted his head, looking at Si Huai's eyebrows and eyes, a little puzzled.

Why is it so quiet all of a sudden?

According to Si Guanzhu's personality, he should be asking about wanted criminals, rewards, rewards for providing clues, etc. at this moment...

"Si Guanzhu, you really..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone rang.

Si Huai lowered his head, it was his cell phone, which slipped onto the sofa because of his sitting posture.

He peeled the orange, and casually said to Taoist Fang, "Taoist Fang, help me get it."

Fang Taoist didn't think much, picked up the phone, and saw the caller ID: "It's Mr. Lu's call."

Hearing this, Si Huai got up slowly, and said to the Taoist priest, "He's here to pick me up."

"I'll go first if there's nothing to do."

"Fang Daochang, put the phone back in my pocket for me."

Fang Daochang did so.

"Thanks."

Si Huai walked out of the office and out of the police station slowly.

A black car stopped in front of him, and Lu Xiuzhi got out of the driver's seat.

Si Huai stopped where he was, slowly peeling the oranges.

When Lu Xiuzhi approached, Si Huai stopped his movements and lazily fell into his arms, with his forehead resting on his chest.

Smelling the faint fragrance all over her body, Si Huai's eyebrows and eyes gradually relaxed.

He said slowly, "Mr. Lu, I'm out of strength."

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