There's always someone who thinks about my vests and they're fighting

At dawn, the sky will be bright, and the dawn will appear.

Outside the woods near Xinghua Village, not far away, there were noisy voices and a hustle and bustle.

"No, don't be afraid, we have more than a dozen brothers, no matter how godly he is, he is just a man!"

"That's right! There's only one of him!"

"He...is he really a human? How can a mortal hold the book of life and death and send people into the eighteenth hell?"

"Don't talk nonsense! If you don't say anything, you're in a state of confusion. I, I shouldn't be here today!"

"Stop talking about frustration!"

"What are you afraid of! As the saying goes, people are dead and birds are up to the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years! Wealth and wealth are in danger! You are just a monster, let's go together, fight hard, and grab the book of life and death!"

I saw more than a dozen people holding knives, swords, sticks and other weapons forming a circle, pointing the weapons in their hands at the people surrounded in the middle, shouting to each other to cheer each other up, as if they were about to rush forward at any time and take them Next, but no one took the lead.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting tense, as if it was about to explode, a voice sounded from far and near——

"What kind of drama are you all performing here? Which one is this?"

If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

The person who came was wearing torn shoes and rags, with an unshaven beard, and looked down and out, but his eyes were exceptionally bright, full of smiles, and he looked free and unrestrained.

"It's Mr. Cui!" Someone had sharp eyes and recognized the identity of the person who came, "Why is Mr. Cui here?"

It turns out that this person is one of the four famous arresters, Cui Lueshang, who is known as the "Third Master Cui" by people in the world.

"Xiu Mu today, I heard that this Xinghua Village has good wine and wine, so I came all night to ask for a sip of wine." Zhui Ming raised the wine bag and shook it, laughing.

Just now, after chasing his life, he caught a glimpse of these dozens of people from all walks of life nervously surrounding a person, and he was curious, so he deliberately took a detour and approached to see the excitement.

At this moment, although Zhuiming was talking back, he looked at the person surrounded in the middle with interest.

I saw that person was wearing a strange costume that was completely different from the people around him, with boots on his feet, a black windbreaker on his shoulders, and a book with a black cover in his arms. She has short hair, braided into a short braid, tied with a turquoise green ribbon, and wrapped around her left shoulder. The slightly longer hair on her forehead covers her eyes, revealing a straight nose bridge, and her lips are tightly pursed, which seems a little displeased. Temperament slightly gloomy.

Fortunately, a small gray beast that looked like a raccoon dog but not a raccoon dog on his head slightly eased his aura of being unapproachable. I saw the little gray beast lazily lying on its stomach, shaking it from time to time. The long tail with five or six black rings looks lazy and comfortable.

The life-seeking eyes were quickly attracted by the little gray beast, and he asked curiously: "May I ask what kind of little gray beast you raise? It looks a bit like a raccoon dog, but it is different. I claim to have traveled all over the world. But I have never seen such a rare beast, and I hope Your Excellency can clarify my doubts."

Hearing this, the man cautiously looked at Zhuiming through the messy hair that covered his eyes, and found that Zhuiming was staring at him intently, and immediately looked away as if frightened, and pressed his lips tightly for a long while. Only then whispered: "This is my raccoon, named Carl."

Zhui Ming secretly observed the changes in his demeanor, and was very surprised: when this man was surrounded by many masters, although he was unhappy, he was still calm and composed, but when he met his eyes, he looked like a little girl who hadn't left the court. The flustered tension is really suspicious and funny.

"Raccoon? That's..." Zhui Ming deliberately teased him to say a few more words, so as to find out the details of this person.

But it was interrupted by one of them shouting: "Master Cui, don't talk to this demon! You don't know, this demon can cast demon spells! What he is holding is the book of life and death. I saw him holding it with my own eyes. The book of life and death was slapped on the person, and the person disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he was insane and delirious. He said yes, said he was thrown into the eighteenth level of hell and suffered all kinds of torture..."

As the man spoke, he couldn't help shivering.

The people around also showed a lot of fear, and the hands holding the weapons even trembled a little.

Hearing the words, Zhui Ming was greatly surprised, and was about to speak, but was interrupted——

"I am not a demon!"

The person surrounded in the middle was obviously a little angry, and his voice raised a lot.

The dozen or so people surrounding him fell silent, only heard a few bangs and clangs, and it turned out that some of them were so frightened that they could not hold their weapons steadily, and a few swords fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Zhui Ming's expression froze: Although these people come from three religions and nine streams, and there are no top experts, they are still well-informed, and none of them are so easy to fool. To be frightened to such an extent, is this person really a little bit? miraculous?

"I'm chasing life at the next six gates, may I ask your surname?" Zhui Ming pondered for a moment, then clasped his fists and asked loudly.

When the man heard the "six doors", his eyes hidden behind his hair lit up, and he seemed a little curious. Although he wanted to pretend to be reserved, he couldn't help showing a proud expression: "I know, The six doors here are responsible for investigating cases and chasing murderers, but in terms of reasoning, none of you will be my opponents!"

"My name is Poe, and I'm a detective."

Zhui Ming was startled, but quickly realized, but he was always free and easy, and he didn't take it as disobedience when he heard this. Instead, he asked with a smile: "Is this detective meant to be a detective? It's quite imageable."

After finishing speaking, he advised the people surrounding Po: "I see Mr. Po's youthful heart, and his words are straightforward. He doesn't look like a person who pretends to be a ghost. You all have your own livelihood. It's not a problem to stay around here all the time. Why don't you give me a piece of cake?" Face, let’s stop here for today, how about it?”

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and those who reacted quickly began to go down the slope: "This is Cui Sanye's face, brothers have to give it!"

The rest of the people looked at Zhui Ming and then at Po, knowing that the general situation is over, and it is impossible to accomplish anything today, so they echoed one after another: "What Cui Sanye said is true! I have important things at home, so I will leave first Yes! See you another day!"

"Extreme! Exactly!"

"Farewell! Farewell!"

In just a cup of tea, everyone dispersed, but Tuliupo and Zhuiming were still standing there.

Zhui Ming took a few steps forward, and said with a smile: "It is said that we are destined to meet each other from thousands of miles away, meeting is fate, Xinghua Village is in front of us, Mr. Po, would you like to have a few drinks with me?"

Seeing his life approaching, Poe took a half step back nervously, hugging the black-covered book tightly in his arms, shivering, like a small animal that has encountered a natural enemy, looking quite pitiful.

Chasing his life has no doubts, if he gets closer, Poe is very likely to run away.

For a moment, all the doubts and vigilance in Zhui Ming's heart turned into a complex emotion of amusing and helpless, so he stopped moving forward, stood where he was, kept a relatively safe distance, and said slowly: "I have been in contact with Six Doors for many years. Mr. Poe is a self-proclaimed detective, so he must know something about it, why don't we find a place to discuss it together?"

"Really?" Poe was obviously attracted by the "strange case" in Zhui Ming's words, his eyes covered by messy hair suddenly lit up, and his tone slightly raised, "I agree!"

Zhui Ming chuckled: "Let's go!"

Poe no longer hid from Zhui Ming, but took the initiative to get close to him, and followed Zhui Ming step by step, sneaking a glance at him from time to time, and soon couldn't hold back his curiosity, and began to ask questions.

Chasing after his life is not bothersome, and he patiently explains to Poe all the cases that do not involve confidentiality.

In many cases, after the pursuit of life started, Poe directly pointed out the murderer, and also introduced the entire crime process very smoothly. The perfect criminal law that makes you sweat just listening to it.

When he arrived at Xinghua Village Wine House, Zhui Ming had already made up his mind, even if he was carried, he must be carried back, and he must not be allowed to escape.

Such a genius is simply tailor-made for the six doors. If you don't watch it under your nose and let him explore on his own, if he is curious and embarks on the road of crime, let alone the master and brothers, he will die if he chases him. There is no way to forgive myself.

"Come on, Mr. Poe, I'll toast you again!" Zhui Ming poured another bowl of wine for Poe and exclaimed, "I've seen many strange people over the years, but I can compare with Mr. Poe in reasoning." Competing with each other, but there is no one. Mr. Poe, please!"

"Drink!" Poe had drank several bowls of wine in a row. Now that the wine was full of energy, his face was flushed, he took the wine bowl, and smiled dizzily, "My, my..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Poe threw his head on the table and passed out drunk.

Carl the raccoon patted Poe with his paw, barked again, but got no response, jumped from Poe's head onto the table, picked up the black-covered book that Poe had put on the table, and jumped back to Poe's. On his shoulder, he made a gesture to wake Poe up with the book, but was blocked by Zhui Ming's quick eyes and hands: "Such a genius, I can't let you, a little guy, smash his brain."

"You little guy, you are quite human." Ignoring the struggle of the raccoon Karl, Zhui Ming pinched the back of its neck, picked it up, and looked at it curiously, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to your master of."

Carl the raccoon quickly gave up struggling and began to play dead.

"As the saying goes, those who know the current affairs are heroes." Zhui Ming said, and quickly stroked two little raccoons that were pretending to be dead, but was almost bitten by a surprise attack by them. Zhui Ming was not annoyed, but just squeezed it lightly On the back of his neck, the little raccoon suddenly became honest, and began to play dead motionless again.

Seeing this, Zhui Ming couldn't help sighing: "What a clever little guy, he really looks like a master."

After saying that, Zhui Ming settled the bill, carrying Carl the raccoon in one hand, and the drunken Poe in the other, walking like flying.

At the same time, deep in the woods, a mysterious man wearing a scarecrow hood slowly crawled out from a hidden cave. He looked up at the direction of Xinghua Village, and the mouth with crooked stitches on the hood suddenly bent strangely He bent over and revealed a terrifying smile.