After being forced into an infinite stream, he slept with his nemesis

Mo Yuanbai's eyes were as deep as a deep pool of black water.

Withdrawing his gaze from Ye Qianluo, he turned around and the person disappeared without leaving Ye Qianluo behind.

Ye Qianluo raised his wrist and wiped it, and the golden thread disappeared in an instant. He looked at it, glanced at his mouth, the panic on his face had long since disappeared, smiled slightly, and said to himself: "Fortunately, this king Smart...prepared."

Ye Qianluo turned around, pushed open the door of the side hall, and was about to wash up and sleep like a mortal. Anyway, the Lord of the Heartless Hall was there, so he didn't need to be on duty all the time.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the sound of ruthless drums came faintly from my ears, "Boom boom boom...", the sound was not as heavy as before.

Void soul?Before the Ming Judgment was summoned, Ye Qianluo hurriedly pinched out the method and teleported to the Palace of Heartlessness.

Sure enough, there was a phantom standing in the hall.

Mo Yuanbai still sat at the head with a calm expression, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Zhou Dafei and Fan Jinshan sat up straight, staring at Xuying.

"I'm late..." Before Ye Qianluo could move his footsteps, He Yuxiao suddenly appeared in the seat of the lower head, raised his eyebrows, looked at the upper head, and retracted into the chair with a boneless appearance.

When He Yuxiao joined, Mo Yuanbai didn't even lift his eyelids.

Ye Qianluo was secretly delighted, and hurriedly sat down in his seat, calmed down and waited for the judge to speak.

"My lord, the ghost messenger has been sent away." Sima Zhiyuan appeared in front of the hall, presumably coming from the criminal police team, and completed the formalities for the detention of the unjust ghost.

Mo Yuanbai nodded his head lightly, and when his eyes passed Sima Zhiyuan, he saw Ye Qianluo was already sitting upright on a chair, quietly waiting for the trial.

"The new soul under the hall, why do you only have one soul and one soul left?" Seeing that Mo Yuanbai had no intention of speaking, Sima Zhiyuan asked the new soul who was crying for grievances.

cut.What a good subordinate!

Ye Qianluo snorted coldly in his heart, especially remembering that when he asked Sima Zhiyuan why Mo Yuanbai couldn't eat meat, the other party's face changed instantly, and the protectiveness made him feel sore when he recovered several times.

"My lord, my name is Sun Xiaoyi, and I'm a...painter." The person in the phantom tried his best, but the figure was not very clear, so he had to drag his neck and shout, so that the people in the hall could hear him more clearly.

"I don't know why this happened...Maybe I died too badly..." Sun Xiaoyi is a delicate woman, even if she is a real soul, her voice should be soft, not to mention that she doesn't even have a soul in the case of.

"Sun Xiaoyi, how did you die? What's your grievance?" Seeing that Sun Xiaoyi's soul was getting weaker and weaker, Sima Zhiyuan approached, and his voice raised a little.

"How did you die... I... the wind chimes..." Sun Xiaoyi barely managed to hold on to the last sentence, and without finishing his sentence intermittently, he turned into a puff of smoke and spun around a foot above the ground.

"Sima, take it first." Mo Yuanbai looked from above, his voice was cool, without a trace of emotion.

"Yes." Sima Zhiyuan took out the soul lock box from his pocket, and put the clear smoke on the ground into it.

Ye Qianluo stared at the soul lock box in Sima Zhiyuan's hand for a few moments, and realized slowly that the case of Hong Qingting was closed. Once the case was closed in the mortal world, the deceased who complained of injustice would be able to calm down their grievances and throw themselves into custody. to die.

Just now Sima Zhiyuan should have handed over the three little red souls to the ghost escort who escorted Sun Xiaoyi.

"Since the soul body can't support the inquiry, let's wait for the corpse." Mo Yuanbai's voice was calm and unwavering. After saying this, the man had already disappeared on the main seat, and he even skipped the process of standing up.

"...Yes." Sima Zhiyuan stared at his superior with a strange expression, and it took a long time before he answered.

He gave He Yuxiao a look, He Yuxiao shrugged, and gradually disappeared on the chair, rushing over in such a hurry, as if he just wanted to lean on the chair in the Palace of Wuqing for a while.

Sima Zhiyuan turned around, and saw Ye Qianluo who was sitting on the chair in a daze, walked up to him, and patted him.

"Hey, Sima, what are you doing! You scared me!" Ye Qianluo was slapped violently by Sima Zhiyuan, and immediately returned to his senses, just now he was thinking about the reason why Mo Yuanbai left the stage suddenly.

"Xiao Luo, did you see it too?" Sima Zhiyuan asked standing in front of Ye Qianluo.

"See what?" Ye Qianluo looked up nervously, hoping to get some information about Mo Yuanbai from Sima Zhiyuan's words.

"This soul has been moved..." Sima Zhiyuan frowned, looking at the cigarette case in his hand.

Beside Ye Qianluo, Zhou Dafei and Fan Jinshan nodded repeatedly, agreeing with Sima Zhiyuan's point of view.

"Sure! It looks like someone's soul has been drawn to me?" Zhou Dafei said.

"It's not like! It should be a soul-fixing talisman! This person's soul came out from under the talisman, so it's as weak as the wind..." Fan Jinshan said after careful consideration.

Ye Qianluo: "..."

What about Mo Yuanbai's secret that he wanted to hear?

Seeing that the three of them had gotten together to discuss Sun Xiaoyi's case, no one felt that Master Mingjuan was any different from usual, Ye Qianluo resigned wisely, since he is redundant here anyway.

After Mo Yuanbai came out of Wuqing Hall, he returned to the main hall, his own residence.

Both the detective team and the palace of ruthlessness are under the management, and he, who is open all year round, finally wants to stop and rest for a while.

nonstop?

These two words seemed to carry the weight of a thousand pieces of gold, pressing down on his heart.

In the bathroom, soft sprays of water sprayed from the shower, and poured down the head and head, wrapping the body in the warmth of warm water.

Mo Yuanbai raised his hand to stroke the seal on his chest, and a few ungraspable fragments passed through his mind.

It was a chaotic battle, with countless demons and ghosts dancing around him, and Mo Yuanbai was surrounded by a huge dragon, fighting side by side with him.

dragon?

Uh... Just as I was about to take a closer look at the dragon again, the seal on my chest suddenly hurt, and then I had a splitting headache.

Damn!

Mo Yuanbai swung the water out of thin air, and with a "boom", a hole was smashed into the bathroom wall.

"My lord..." Ye Qianluo's voice came through the wall.

"Nothing." Mo Yuanbai raised his hand, and a cleaning talisman floated out, and the bathroom was instantly clean, without a trace of water splash, leaving only a hole in the wall.

Mo Yuanbai grabbed the towel and left the bathroom.

"Today you went to collect the ruthless drum." Feeling that the people outside the main hall were still lingering and refused to leave, he said.

"Me? Your Excellency, are you sure?" Ye Qianluo asked in surprise, approaching the gate of the main hall.

You must know that collecting the ruthless drum is exclusive to Ming Judgment, even Sima Zhiyuan, it was not his turn to collect it once.

"No?" Mo Yuanbai's slightly impatient voice came from the tightly closed main hall.

"Yes, yes...but..." Ye Qianluo really wanted to see Mo Yuanbai very much. He was not at ease because of the loud noise just now.

Of course, he didn't know what to worry about.

"Why don't you go soon?" The voice from the door was already a little angry.

"Okay, I'll go now..." Before leaving, Ye Qianluo glared at the closed gate of the main hall, as if he wanted to see a hole in the door, and then reluctantly squeezed a way to go to the Hall of Ruthlessness.

Lord Wuqing was much more lively than before.

Sister Nan and Uncle Hua, who had finished the trial of Zhao Yuanfa, were sitting in the hall, listening to Wu Qiuqiu's summary of the Red Dragonfly case silently, beaming with delight.

"Zhao Yuanfa has sufficient criminal motives. He has been oppressed by his wife's family for a long time, and his mother-in-law still haunts him after her death. He has long had a certain prejudice against women, especially women who have been mothers. He is impulsive and premeditated. It caused him to commit the crime against the three women in the Red Dragonfly Massage Room. It is certain that he was sober when he committed the crime, and the ghost old lady was not possessed.” Wu Qiuqiu’s criminal psychology profile in the case-final report is naturally mortal , When he arrived at the Palace of Wuqing, he spit out the words that had been held in his heart for a long time.

"Then how do you explain that he had to make up to look like an old lady before committing the crime?" Zhou Dafei asked.

"This is the subtle effect of the ghost old lady, coupled with Zhao Yuanfa's cunning, so that he can escape the crime afterwards. The suspect has always been sober, from his decisiveness during the crime and the choice of escape route after committing the crime. I have carefully considered it." Wu Qiuqiu replied.

"It's almost dawn..." Sima Zhiyuan glanced at the door as they were talking happily, and then saw Ye Qianluo who had been standing there for a long time.

"Xiao Luo, you didn't rest?" Wu Qiuqiu's eyes were still shining with the excitement of discussing the case, and he greeted Ye Qianluo enthusiastically when he saw Ye Qianluo.

"Your Excellency, let me... stop... the ruthless drum." Ye Qianluo said in a low voice, and looked at everyone nervously.

After he finished speaking, he looked at everyone.

Sister Nan, who was lowering her head, raised her head, and Uncle Hua also looked at him, and the others stared at Ye Qianluo closely, as if he had said a very interesting topic.

The excitement in Wu Qiuqiu's eyes instantly dimmed, and turned into confusion. He looked at Sima Zhiyuan, and then said, "Sima, did I hear correctly?"

"Xiao Luo, my lord... I told you to take it, so you can take it..." Sima Zhiyuan was very calm, comforting Wu Qiuqiu with his eyes.

"Yeah." Ye Qianluo walked sideways around the crowd, came to the open space, took out a space fetching talisman, took advantage of the last second before dawn, put the ruthless drum into the talisman, and then stuck the talisman on the On the lintel of the main hall.

After finishing all this, Ye Qianluo glanced at the crowd and said: "The fetching talisman has set a time, and when the time comes tomorrow, the Ruthless Drum will return to its original position. Everyone, I will place the value first."

After finishing speaking, the person disappeared, like an adult, without even leaving his back.

"This person..." Zhou Dafei couldn't bear it, and quickly complained.

Sima Zhiyuan looked up at the fetching amulet pasted on the lintel of the main hall of Wuqing Hall, thoughtful.

The newcomer has been an adult-only pendant for a while, and thought that his arrogance would have been worn away long ago, but it turned out that it was just a concealment, or a disguise in front of adults, Luo Qianye, this kid, whatever he should be or whatever, nothing has changed at all.

Thinking of this, Sima Zhiyuan felt a little headache. What should he do if he offends his lord?

"Hey, I'm talking about Sima, do you think this space talisman is a bit strange? Why have I never seen such a mark? Can it... set the time?" Wu Qiuqiu stared at the talisman carefully, and looked hard. .

"Maybe...my lord taught it? Otherwise, why would my lord let him collect drums?" Sima Zhiyuan said thoughtfully.

At dawn, the Heartless Palace dispersed.

The two souls went to rest in the incense burner, and the others packed up and stayed in their respective places for a while before going to the detective team.

They waited for the report call in the morning to find the body of the person who complained last night.

But until the noon takeaway arrived in the queue, there was still no call.

"What's going on?" Ye Qianluo poked the stiff rice with disposable chopsticks, but stared greedily at the captain's back.

"Check." Mo Yuanbai turned around, just in time to meet someone who was too late to look away.

"Check, check what?" Ye Qianluo didn't expect Mo Yuanbai to turn around suddenly, and it was too late to look away, so he could only find a topic.

"Painter." Mo Yuanbai ignored that line of sight, took the disposable chopsticks handed over by Sima Zhiyuan, dragged an empty chair from the side, and squeezed into the middle of the big guy.

"Okay. After dinner, I'll check this clue." It was He Yuxiao who responded. When he saw Mo Yuanbai squeezed in, he calmly let go of the chopsticks holding a rib, and looked at Zhou Xiaofei with heartache. Taking the opportunity to put the piece of ribs into his mouth.

Everyone ate vegetarian silently and automatically, except Zhou Xiaofei, who didn't know what to do, and ate meat by himself.

"En." Mo Yuanbai took a bite of rice with vegetables.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-1810:52:21~2021-09-2215:20:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: giegie, you are so coquettish; one;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: giegie, you are so coquettish, 3;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard