Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

To be honest, I have been a person who has been able to make up my mind since I was a child. I still remember the scene of watching "The Grudge" with the neighbor's children wrapped in a quilt - that Jia coconut is not very good at martial arts, and even hides in the bed when the protagonist Then, he also got in. As soon as the unlucky heroine lowered her head, she saw the blue and white grimace under the quilt...

Before the neighbors could react, I screamed and threw the quilts on us to the ground. Unfortunately, it was the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.

The scene under the saint's bed has exceeded my tolerance limit. I would rather fight the perverted leader and be thrown into it by him to feed the scorpion. I don't want to face this situation.

There was a "buzzing" sound in my ear, and something lightly bit my cheek. I turned my head numbly, and saw Xiaoguai's familiar figure, and my thinking immediately became clear.

If it was really a ghost, how could Xiaoguai find out the clue?Although it is a golden cicada Gu, it is just a bug in the final analysis, it will only be attracted by the smell of the physical world, and it cannot see ghosts.

So, this is the trace left by people?Let me go, what made such a hell?

I crawled out from under the bed, called the two Jiangnan rudder disciples at the door, removed the bed board, and turned it over.Under the sunlight, these handprints are far less eerie than at first, and they are not bloodstains, but more like cinnabar paint.

Playing tricks?

No way, is the saint also afraid of ghosts like me?I don't think it's possible. Although Yun Xinyuan and I have nothing to do with each other, this iceberg cold saint is not a coward.

I asked someone to bring a pen and ink, traced some of my handprints, folded it up and put it in my pocket, and asked casually, "Which shop is the best for buying incense in the south of the Yangtze River?"

"In terms of the palindrome, it should be Miaohuatang."

Miaohuatang, a chain brand in the south of the Yangtze River, is a must-have local product in the south of the Yangtze River.

The storefront of Miaohuatang in the city is very large, and dozens of staff warmly entertain the guests. In addition to Chengxiang on the first floor, it is said that there is a special fragrance on the second floor. Without annoyingly asking me what to watch.

I just want to say cold fragrance.

He took more than a dozen kinds of cold incense from the store and asked me to try them one by one, but I still couldn't find the one that I smelled in the saint's room.

"Is there any fragrance like peppermint ice, clove, ambergris?" I asked.

Mint ice, the name sounds quite tall, but it is actually menthol, yes, it is the ingredient in your camphor balls, most of it is artificially synthesized in modern times, and it was also extracted from mint in ancient times. Clove is a commonly used cold fragrance, and ambergris It is the secretion of sperm whales, which is rarer than gold.

The clerk laughed when he heard it: "The customer should be talking about special incense, so we have to go to the second floor and ask our shopkeeper."

But not everyone can go to the second floor, and there is a consumption threshold, so I can only silently take out a bank note from my pocket and hand it to the clerk opposite.

There is one thing to say, the treatment of VIP customers is naturally good. The second floor is divided into private seats, and tea and pastries are served as soon as I take the seat. It’s just that I drank a lot of wine first, and drank a dragon well, and my stomach was full of water. Jin Shan couldn't drink any more, so he had to put the gaiwan aside.

After listening to my request, the shopkeeper of Miaohuatang pondered for a moment, asked the staff to take out a wooden box, took out a little powder from it, and put it in the incense burner. After a while, strands of special cold incense came out from it.

It's very close, but it's not. However, the shopkeeper can't come up with more incense, so I can only accept it temporarily.

"This incense is called Dragon's Breath Ice Soul. It has a special smell and few people use it."

I understand, after all, menthol is too strong, and ambergris is too expensive.But compared to the name of this incense, what I want to know more is who buys it.It's just that Miaohuatang also has its own rules, and it is absolutely impossible to easily betray its VIP customers.

It's okay to let the Jiangnan Ruo people press him, but I don't want to harm this innocent shopkeeper. The Demon Cult works, even if the questioning results in results, they will kill the grass and kill the people.

In the end, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and buy two or three ounces of the Dragon's Breath Ice Soul, which is more expensive than gold, and decided to let Guardian Zuo reimburse me!

As soon as I stood up in pain, I saw the shop clerk leading another person upstairs. He was wearing a blue and white Taoist robe, with a sword on his waist, handsome phoenix eyes, but there seemed to be ice and snow between his eyebrows and eyes that would not melt for thousands of years. The bronze medal with the panda eating bamboo hangs on his waist.

Although I had never seen him before, I recognized him immediately.

Shushan, Yu Daozi.

Damn, God of Death is coming!

I didn't look sideways, and still maintained the partial paralysis of my face. I simply regarded myself as a customer who came to buy incense, and walked past him steadily.Anyway, he didn't know that I was a disciple of the Demon Sect's right protector "Smiling Rakshasa".

Salted fish and livestock are as stable as old dogs.

Then, there was no more, a slightly pale hand stopped in front of us, Yu Daozi raised his eyes to look at me, his long and narrow phoenix eyes showed no emotion.

...God will kill me.

But Killing God didn't do anything, just stopped me and looked at it coldly, and I looked back blankly.At this time, I especially missed Ren Donglai's self-indulgent social skills. In the end, I was the first to speak: "Is there something wrong with the Taoist priest?"

"What kind of incense do you use on your body?" He asked seriously, and the corners of my mouth twitched indiscernibly, I felt that his ruthless and ruthless killing gods and people were a little bit broken.

However, the fragrance of Dragon's Breath Ice Pond is really good, the shopkeeper just scooped up a small handful of powder with a silver spoon, I just soaked it for a while, and it left traces on my body.

Not enough, if Yu Daozi came for Longxi Bingpo, the matter would be easy to deal with.I pointed to the shopkeeper behind me, deliberately raised the exquisite sandalwood box in my hand, and calmly said: "I just bought the Dragon's Breath Ice Soul, you can ask the shopkeeper if you like it."

Yu Daozi nodded: "Thank you."

I breathed a sigh of relief, and from the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Yu Daozi walking over to communicate with the shopkeeper, while I sped up my pace a little, staying away from this killing god.When I was about to escape from Miaohuatang's shop, I felt a faint gust of wind behind me, followed by the cold voice I heard just now: "Apart from Dragon's Breath Ice Soul, what other incense do you use?"

I turned my head stiffly like a rusted robot, Nima, do you walk silently, Daoist?Also, don't you feel like you're acting like an idiot?

However, Yu Daozi didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior, and continued to ask: "The smell on your body is different from that of Dragon's Breath Ice Soul."

Is it contaminated with the cold fragrance in the saint's room?Impossible, when I went to the room, the smell was so weak that I could hardly smell it, and after being smoked for a long time in Miaohuatang, Yu Daozi could still smell it?He is not a dog, he is a chemical analysis instrument!

"I don't usually use incense, Daoist," I replied blankly, "What are you looking for?"

The dragon's breath ice soul is very similar to the fragrance left in the saint's room. Yu Daozi is searching for it so hard... Could it be that he is related to the disappearance of the saint?But when the saint disappeared, he hadn't arrived in Jiangnan yet.

"Looking for someone." Yu Daozi said concisely.

We fell into an awkward silence again. I really don't want to stay under the same roof as Killing God, but Killing God obviously has his own insistence and opinions. He pondered for a while, and finally came to a conclusion: "Can you do me a favor?"

……

What's going on with your Shushan sect?You touch porcelain in the downtown area every day, and you need help, right?

It’s all about complaining, but whether it’s because I’m cautious about Daozi, or I suspect that he has something to do with the disappearance of the saint, I can’t turn my head and leave. I can only sigh helplessly in my heart and say calmly, “Teacher, please tell me.”

Then Yu Daozi told me that his relative had disappeared.

It seems that every student of the Shushan School has a group of unspeakable relatives. Yu Daozi didn't go into details, but from his calm narration, I can already imagine the image of a willful and savage cousin.

"In the place where she disappeared, I smelled you."

Daoist, what you say is as if I am the culprit!

But Yu Daozi's words also provided an important clue. There are more than one missing women like the saint, but no one has connected them together for the time being.

"To tell you the truth, a friend of mine disappeared like this." I sighed in my heart. In order to avoid being the only suspect, I could only change the vest and tell Yu Daozi about the saint, including the densely packed people under the bed. I happened to have a traced version in my pocket, so I handed it to him to prove his innocence.

"I didn't look under the bed." Yu Daozi said while staring at the handprint tracing book.

"If this is the case, I'm afraid that the missing woman is not only your relatives and friends, there should be others. To tell you the truth, my friend's martial arts is not weak, but on the day she disappeared, no one in the family noticed anything unusual."

Yu Daozi nodded, and then took me home very bluntly.

Ah...ah?ah!

Of course, his family is not here. Since it was his cousin who disappeared, it was actually his little aunt who lived in Jiangnan. When I was brought into the huge courtyard, I realized who it was.

Damn, your little aunt is the "cornucopia" Mrs. Xue?

Before I could ask aloud, I saw a beautiful woman in a purple shirt rushing out of the room, plunged into Daozi's arms, and covered the non-existing tears on her face with a handkerchief: "It's true! , Aunt is dead."

Yu Daozi was unusually calm: "Little aunt, I brought back someone who might know A Yuan's whereabouts."

……

Daoist, you still can't speak as always, and, what did I hear just now, really?Your nickname is Zhenzhen?Yu Zhenzhen? ?Ahahahahaha, the head of the killing god is called Yu Zhenzhen!

In addition, the famous "cornucopia" Mrs. Xue... has such a style of painting. Your family really has as many faults as the Devil's Cult, and I, a master of complaints, can't help it.

Can we still be serious martial arts?

Oh lol, never was.