After breaking off the marriage, my ancestors became my golden fingers

Half an hour later, there is a small fried shop on Nanping Street.

"It started three months ago."

Li Zhaoliang took a sip of beer and said in a deep voice: "Three months ago, when the Chang'an Special Investigation Bureau was handed over from the old to the new, Song Yan was the head of the airborne operation team. He is a little inexperienced, he likes to put on airs, and he is very happy, but I have to say, Song The signboard of the house is still easy to use, and many old diseases and legacy problems in the bureau have been dealt with by him with thunderous means."

"The rate of supernatural cases in Chang'an City has plummeted since he took over. Normally, there will be more than a dozen haunted cases in a month, and more than ten cases of demon clan riots. It is normal for there to be casualties. But from the Song Dynasty After Yan became the leader of the operation team, the law and order in Chang'an can almost be said to have a new look. This month, there were no casualties directly."

Li Zhaoliang smiled wryly: "Xiao Feng should know that the aura of heaven and earth is dissipating unusually now, with demonic energy everywhere, and all kinds of ghosts and demons are rampant. We don't have a particularly famous family inheritance in S province, at most it's just a springboard for the young masters and ladies of various families to gain their qualifications." , The Chang’an Special Investigation Bureau has really struggled to support it all these years. To be honest, although I have no deal with Song Yan, as long as he can keep Chang’an peaceful, I will obey him.”

"but."

Chen Yun raised his eyes, knowing that Li Zhaoliang was going to get to the point.

Li Zhaoliang said in a deep voice: "One day, when I was catching an extremely ferocious wolf demon, I found Song Yan's scent on him."

Pointing to his nose, he explained to Chen Yun: "Our Li family's family totem is a tiger, and its ability can be partially transformed into a tiger, especially the sense of smell. As long as I have smelled something, it is basically impossible to mistake it."

It was the first time Chen Yun heard of the inheritance of totem incarnation. Xin Dao really knew too little about Taoist common sense, so he had to find a time to make up lessons.

However, Li Zhaoliang misunderstood, probably because he was afraid that the atmosphere would be too serious, and joked to Chen Yun with a tired face: "Don't worry, your smell is quite good, but the smell is a bit ghostly, and I stayed with Xiao Feng too much Bar?"

Feng Bugui quickly blushed and waved his hands: "No no no no..."

Chen Yun glanced at Su Dong who always sat on the high window sill from the corner of his eye, and said in his stomach, the source of the ghost aura is dispersing the smell by the window.

Li Zhaoliang got back to business: "I have been chasing that wolf monster for three full days, and has been hiding in Tibet. Song Yan should be in charge of another case. In theory, there is absolutely no reason to contact this wolf monster."

Chen Yun: "Unless they have a relationship. Even this kind of relationship can make a monster dare to meet the top leader of the Special Investigation Bureau's operation team on the way to be hunted down."

Feng Budui: "Hiss——"

Li Zhaoliang took a deep look at Chen Yun: "That's right."

Chen Yun pondered for a moment, then said, "The evidence is not enough."

Li Zhaoliang nodded: "Yes, so I was just suspicious at the time. But when I was catching another yellow-clothed ghost, it slipped its tongue and asked me if it only ate one soul, so it was imprisoned for 30 years. enough."

"Re-sentencing according to the degree. This is the latest document issued by the General Administration. Except for the superior, only Song Yan and I in the operation team know."

Li Zhaoliang rubbed his face hard: "I really don't want to doubt him, and I don't even dare to tell the brothers in the team. But my intuition tells me that this incident is too weird. Xiao Feng, you should be able to feel that the whole Chang'an is clearly still the same. There are many ghosts and evil spirits. Those demons, those ghosts, why are they willing to stop and stop hurting people. There must be something restraining them, or..."

Chen Yun said softly: "Or, there are certain transactions that satisfy them."

"That's right." Li Zhaoliang said in a deep voice, "That's what I'm afraid of. Under the current glamorous data of the Special Investigation Bureau, how many undiscovered cases are hidden and how many silent innocent souls are buried, I just think about it." I can't fall asleep at night because of this."

Li Zhaoliang touched the thick dark circles under his eyes, and said with a wry smile: "I have been investigating this matter outside of my duties, but I always feel that I am wandering on the edge and can't grasp the key points. I saw you at Dr. Chi's today. I suddenly felt that there is hope. Now, it's your turn to say."

Chen Yun and Feng Bu looked at each other and told what happened today again.

Li Zhaoliang's face changed greatly: "The spirit-binding formation, so it is!"

He pulled Chen Yun excitedly: "This is indeed an important clue! The person behind the "Six Fingers" you mentioned must be the person who cooperated with Song Yan! "

"No," he stood up abruptly, "it might not even be human. No matter how powerful an ordinary monk is, he won't make the ghosts surrender. The mastermind behind the scenes must be the master who can restrain the entire Chang'an monster and ghost clan." monster!"

"Uh..." Chen Yun and Feng Buduo fell silent suddenly.

Li Zhaoliang turned his head suspiciously, and saw the proprietress of the small fried shop holding a large plate of chicken, looking at him suspiciously.

Li Zhaoliang: "..."

Chen Yun and Feng Budui pressed Li Zhaoliang down at the same time, and explained to the proprietress: "I'm rehearsing a play. Right the lines, right the lines."

The proprietress was dissatisfied: "Keep down your lines, too, it's making noise at the next table."

Chen Yun thought about it, and suddenly asked: "Miss Boss, there are so many customers in your shop every day, have you heard anything strange recently?"

The proprietress said, "Yes."

Everyone: "?"

Really?

The proprietress said: "I don't know why there are a few chickens missing in the shop recently, and I don't know why some bastards stole them! Even chickens are stolen these days. It's really a bad world, and the law and order is too bad."

Everyone was ashamed and asked again: "Apart from this?"

The proprietress: "Oh, the aunt in the rice shop next door used to have a mentally ill son, but she seems to have disappeared recently."

lost?

Li Zhaoliang quickly asked: "When did you disappear? What did you look like? Do you have any photos?"

The proprietress came down from the front desk to reveal Zhang's missing person notice: "Here, here."

Chen Yun and Feng Bugui held their breaths at the same time, and nodded to Li Zhaoliang.

The face of the person on the missing person notice appeared in the soul-binding array!

……

A villa area in the city center.

The sun was just right at this time, but the entire villa was covered with curtains, and the interior was extremely dark, like an ancient tomb that never sees the light of day.

Liuzhi sat alone on the sofa.

On the wall in front of him, there was a black shadow with nine fox tails. The nine tails seemed to have life, but three of them were broken in half!

In the darkness around the villa, there are countless red eyes lurking, staring at Six Fingers, as if they are coveting the human beings who are close at hand.

Heiying spoke, and it was the voice that called Liuzhi during the day: "You said you didn't kill him?"

Liuzhi whispered: "My lord, don't worry, he won't live for half a year, as long as he and that member of the Feng family are used by us..."

Soi Ying asked: "What conditions did you use to impress him?"

Six fingers: "Money..."

The black shadow yelled violently: "Idiot!"

Liu Zhi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"I saw the moment when his soul resonated with the heaven and the earth, the light on his body was very... peculiar."

Heiying said coldly: "That's not someone who can be bought with money, Liuzhi, you've been cheated."

Six Fingers took a light breath.

Heiying suddenly asked: "What do you humans call him? "Jade-faced Fox"? "

Six Fingers dared not make a sound.

The nine fox tails on the wall swayed charmingly.

Hei Ying laughed loudly, and said to himself: "That face is indeed beautiful, worthy of the name. It makes me really want...to tear it off and treasure it."

Liuzhi said cautiously: "But it would be too risky to just silence her..."

Hei Ying glanced at him: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Wiping sweat with six fingers: "Don't dare."

Heiying said disdainfully; "A golden core monk with no background and a downcast ghost cultivator family. A pheasant."

"Yes." Another shadow with a cockscomb on its head and scattered feathers on its tail was reflected on the wall, with a bloodthirsty evil spirit in its voice, and said impatiently, "Your subordinate will go now."

The black shadow scolded: "No! How many times have I said that I can't act during the day. I'm afraid that no human being will find out, and you will cause me trouble again?!"

Azhi said restlessly: "We actually want to listen to that human being..."

Heiying said coldly: "Quiet. As I said, this is the order of His Majesty the Demon King. Didn't you eat that man very well yesterday? Wait a little longer... until the day I recover..."

It was fascinated, and the shadow on the wall grew bigger and bigger until it covered the entire room under the terrified eyes of Liuzhi:

"The entire Chang'an Special Investigation Bureau will become my puppet hahaha!"

At the same time, outside the courtyard of the Chen family on Nanping Street.

A weasel is dragging a stolen chicken in its left hand and a dirty little dirt dog in its right, with a sealed plastic jar on its back.

It spat out a note from its mouth, on which was written: "No. 16 Nanping Street, Chen's House."

The weasel raised his eyes to see the house number, and for a split second, his eyes revealed the excitement of suffering and happiness: "This is it, Your Highness!"

……

Chen Yun and others walked out of the small fry shop. At this moment, the phone suddenly rang. Chen Yun took out the phone and looked at it. It was a bank transfer reminder, showing that someone had transferred 60 to him.

He showed Li Zhaoliang and Feng Bukou the phone, frowned and said, "It's the deposit from Liuzhi."

Li Zhaoliang and Feng are not right: "..."

They barely maintained their expressions, shouting crazily in their hearts, fuck, is it so easy to make money being a bad guy these days? !

Li Zhaoliang, smoking a cigarette, murmured: "You promised well. I'll look into the clue of the proprietress of the rice store. If possible, please also inform Liuzhitao to see if they can do this. What plan."

Chen Yun nodded absently, as if thinking about something.

Li Zhaoliang said: "Do you have any magic weapon at hand?"

Chen Yun: "What?"

Li Zhaoliang: "You are in a dangerous situation after all. Xiao Feng is fine. They still have some basic family heirlooms, but you must have something to protect yourself. If you don't have time to buy them, I can temporarily borrow them from the bureau."

That's a good question.

Based on Chen Yun's three days of metaphysics knowledge, he discovered that the so-called spiritual power is actually fuel, and the magic weapon is a machine powered by fuel.

Having only spiritual power but no magic weapon is equivalent to going to the battlefield with only bullets but no gun, or wanting to travel but only having oil but no car. Therefore, a magic weapon at hand is very important for Taoist monks.

The reason why aristocratic families can surpass ordinary families is because they have inherited a large number of special magic weapons.

For example, the Gu family has been able to sit firmly in the No. [-] family of Taoism for thousands of years, precisely because they hold the five peerless magic weapons that Gu Chenbi refined back then.

Among them, the Suppressing Demon Sword held by Gu Chenbi himself is rumored to be able to split mountains and seas with one sword, eclipsing all magic weapons, and mourning and surrendering. He is a well-deserved king of soldiers.

But these have nothing to do with him for the time being, Chen Yun asked: "Is there any dart that is lighter and can be aimed at?"

Li Zhaoliang thought for a while and said, "Yes."

"As long as you have it, I won't pick it." Chen Yun is indeed not obsessed with what weapon to use, he has always been a practicalist.

"However," Chen Yun changed the subject: "If possible, it's best to call it out as soon as possible."

Li Zhaoliang: "You mean..."

Chen Yun tapped the phone screen with her fingers: "I know Liuzhi very well. He likes to whet his appetite. The transfer of money this time is so easy, it makes me feel..."

Chen Yun frowned: "Did he find something and wanted to stabilize me?"

The author says:

False Fox: Grumpy elder brother/sister (?) Nine-Tailed Fox.

The real fox: Clever Chen.