I, C, attend the funeral

Zhou Shan's jeep was full of people.

Li Juanshen, who was wearing a police uniform, sat in the passenger seat, while Zhao Yin and Zihe sat in the back row.

Zihe stroked his hair, and unknowingly kept looking at the little girl——

This kid was wearing the police uniform prepared by Zhou Shan. He had broad shoulders, straight back, a solemn face and long legs, and he was very energetic.

He is upright and handsome.

My little body is really pretty.

Zihe looked at it with gusto, and from time to time he had to cooperate with "appreciative eyes" and "nods of exclamation".

Zhao Yin finally couldn't stand Zihe's hot eyes, he frowned and clasped the top of Zihe's head with his five fingers, twisting Zihe's head and looking forward.

"Fu Huibu's game was not to increase his life." Zhao Yin withdrew his hand, put his hand against his thigh by his side, turned his head and said to Zihe.

"Didn't it be for yourself?" Zihe raised his eyebrows.

"In the altar in 2903, the police smashed the ceiling and found a hat inside. It is the style worn by elderly men, and it is the old fluffed hat that has been worn." After Zhao Yin said, he shook his head and said:

"You must never have guessed whose hat it is."

The owner of this hat is the real beneficiary of the Ranshou Life and Death Bureau.

Although the Feng Shui Bureau was broken by them in the end, the lifespan of the patients who died in the hospital was still taken away during the time when the Feng Shui Bureau was in effect.

"Unexpected. Whose is it?" Zihe asked.

"Zhang Lei."

"Zhang Lei."

As a result, when Zhao Yin spoke, Zihe rushed to speak with Zhao Yin.

"..." Zhao Yin frowned, then turned to stare at Zihe: Didn't you say you didn't know?

Zi He saw Xiao Xiao's expression and immediately laughed.

Happy like a two-hundred-pound child.

In fact, Zihe had vaguely guessed this earlier, he just looked at Xiaodie's "burning bun" tantalizing appearance, and wanted to tease Xiaodie to talk.

"How did you guess that?" Zhao Yin frowned in confusion.

"You say that I can't guess it, so it's not the old lady Fu's acquaintances. Then let's just cover the rest." Zihe said with a smile, curling his lips in a terrified annoyance.

In fact, he had seen Zhang Lei's face before, there was a bitter look, but there was a partial blessing.

I used to think that the orphans he sponsored and raised would respect him when they grow up.

Now it seems that there is old lady Fu, Lei Feng, who gave him his birthday.

"However, why did Old Madam Fu arrange Zhang Lei's longevity? The two of them...?"

Could it be... an old tree blooming?

Zihe hurriedly asked Xiaodie to ask questions, in order to satisfy Xiaodie's desire to show off.

"Zhang Lei is currently raising an orphan, a girl. She is a sophomore in high school and is a well-known top student in the whole province. She can always get places in various competitions. After the old lady Fu was rehired, she taught her from the first year of high school. Very emotional."

Zhao Yin didn't show off any more, because Zihe was completely dishonest, and his flaunting mood had completely disappeared, so he said to Zihe in a somewhat boring way:

"Fu Hui said, that girl can live without a teacher, but she can't live without a grandfather."

"..." Zihe pursed his lips, suddenly finding it difficult to judge this matter or this person.

Fu Hui set up the longevity bureau, causing many old people to die unexpectedly.

But she was not for herself, not even for her relatives.

Humans are indeed a very complex creature...

Zhou Shan drove more steadily than Li Juanshen, and he obeyed the law and did not exceed the speed limit.

It was already half an hour later when we arrived at the underground garage of Yifeng's office building in Meilin City, New District.

……

……

After Ding Xie took a shower, he combed his long hair into a bun on the top of his head, and then changed into loose Chinese-style casual clothes and white cloth shoes.

Although the dress is neutral, the facial features and figure still reveal the femininity of women.

She specially thickened her eyebrows to make herself more androgynous.

The last time she was in Li Chao's villa, she participated in a group of monks and Taoist priests expelling 'little ghosts'. When she saw Zihe for the first time, she was dressed similarly.

At that time, many people thought that she was a man.

Sitting in the small changing room specially repaired by her father, she carefully wiped the fragrance on her face, thinking about what to do, what to play, and what to eat later.

Suddenly the phone rang, singing hurriedly, urging her to answer the phone.

Ding Xie's heart flickered, and he picked it up with a frown, while the other hand was still patting his cheeks to replenish water.

"What?" Hearing the words of the person opposite, she suddenly stopped clapping her face and raised her voice flatly.

Someone seemed to say something hastily over there, and Ding Xie frowned more and more.

Because she keeps sending money to the sect every year, and she is smart, her status in the sect is already very close to the altar master.

Even in many cases, the altar master would respect her somewhat.

Now when there is an accident in the church, they often go to her directly.

After the person on the other end of the phone finished speaking, Ding Xie said coldly: "You said...the old master of Zixuan Temple? Come to grab something?"

"..." Ding Xie listened carefully.

"Fighting skills?" Ding Xie asked back in disbelief.

"Take someone with you and find a way to kill him!" Ding Xie raised his brows slightly. Although she was a young woman, her words revealed a coldness that could not have been expected at her age.

"...Okay, I'll be right there." Ding Xie slapped the phone on the table, stared at the mirror and thought for a while, then turned around, picked up the bag, and walked out quickly.

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……

Zihe and his party arrived on the 28th floor. When they walked out of the elevator, they saw Ding Xie in light linen casual clothes.

Although Zihe and Ding Xie were in Li Chao's boss' villa last time, he didn't notice Ding Xie.

Now that the two were facing each other, his eyes fell on Ding Xie, and he couldn't help being a little dazed.

In the eyes of others, Ding Xie may be just an ordinary young woman.

But in Zihe's eyes, Ding Xie's whole body exudes a slight light yellow light.

——This woman is actually a stone girl!

The so-called stone female body does not have the conditions to be a mother, cannot have a normal married life, does not come to aunt...

But in Taoism, this is the body of the Pixiu that swallows the spirit and does not drain - it is very nourishing for the soul!

Ding Xie was also slightly taken aback when he saw Zihe. Although Zihe was wearing a police uniform now, she would never forget this face.

She hesitated when she stepped into the elevator - if it wasn't for the fact that something happened in the sect, she really wanted to stay and see what 'Qian Shen' was going to do when she came to her father's company dressed up like this.

Pursing her lips, she took a deep breath, had no choice but to pretend that she didn't know Zihe and his party, and stepped into the elevator with a calm face——

Things in the sect were too urgent, she had to rush there immediately.

Zihe didn't know Ding Xie's identity, nor did she know what she was thinking. He only acted like a drunkard, almost drooling when he saw alcohol.

Seeing him staring at Ding Xie with straight eyes, Zhao Yin frowned, and when he turned his head to look at Ding Xie carefully, the elevator door happened to close.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yin turned his head and stared at Zihe.

What made him look at it without blinking, with an idiotic expression on his face?Um?

"Oh, it's nothing..." Zihe blinked, then turned around and smiled at Zhao Yin.

Seeing that Zhao Yin's body was glowing with pure white light, he couldn't help sighing: A terribly small body is better, eh!

……

A group of four walked to the large glass door in front of the front desk, and the front desk hurriedly came out to open the door.

Zihe stood on one side, and saw the potted plants on the left and right sides of the door at a glance—these were actually two pots of hibiscus trees.

Hibiscus tree, also known as Albizia julibrissin tree.

He had heard of many companies displaying various lucky plants, but this was the first time he had seen a hibiscus tree.

Stepping into the glass door, both Zihe and Zhao Yin sniffed sharply, feeling an unusual smell.

Going further in, turning into the location of the promenade, a small space was specially opened up, and a small statue of the God of Wealth was placed, with tribute incense burning in front of the statue.

Zihe frowned, and now the company is still worshiping the God of Wealth, usually it is an old company.

Just as he was about to continue walking, staggering away from the statue, Zihe stopped and looked back.

This idol... always feels weird.

The body of the statue is engraved with ingots, money and other auspicious items, but its face is neither Guan Gong nor the regular God of Wealth.

It even looks a bit like the angry-eyed King Kong, the kind of door god.

He frowned, the company's front desk had already led Li Juanshen and Zhou Shan out several steps.

Zihe had no choice but to put it down first, and stopped looking at it carefully, and ran after him in two quick steps.

Passing through the corridor, Zihe felt the cold air go down his neck.

Looking down at the back of his hand, he saw that corpse spots had started to appear on the back of his hand.

He shrank his hands into his sleeves, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were cold - there was something weird about this place.

There is an evil energy around him that is eroding his body and sucking the Yin Qi from his body.

His gaze sank, and there seemed to be a strange sheen on the carpet under his feet, as if some slime had dried up on the carpet and turned into crystals, reflecting faint light.

When she turned her head and looked towards Zhao Yin, she saw that Xiao Yaoming was also looking down at the carpet under her feet.

When he walked to the door of Yifeng's office, Zhao Yin turned his head and exchanged glances with Zihe. Although they didn't speak, they both understood each other's concerns.

The girl at the front desk pushed open the door, and when Yi Feng came out, Zhao Yin tightened the schoolbag in his hand, as if he was suppressing the desire to take out the hammer.

Yi Feng originally thought that only police officer Zhou Shan came here alone, and he regarded it as a very casual inquiry—after all, the case has passed for many days, and the necessary interrogation should have ended long ago.

As a result, Zhou Shan came in one step at a time, followed by three tall men, one of whom was tall and strong with a beard, who looked like a bandit at first glance.

He was taken aback, but thanks to the ability to adapt to changes he had accumulated over the years, he put on a smiling face and welcomed them all in.

"Come in, come in." Yi Feng glanced at the sofa, which was only big enough for three people, and hurriedly called the secretary to move another chair over.

When they were seated, Li Juanshen and Zhou Shan sat down naturally.

The careful Zhao Yin stood aside, facing the sofa with only one left, and was not ready to sit directly on it.

He and Zihe waited for the secretary's chair.

Zihe smiled and followed Zhao Yin's shoulder, ready to let Xiaodie sit first.

Zhao Yin looked back at Zihe, stretched out his hand to pull Zihe's arm, and still stood there without speaking.

He didn't want to sit by himself and let Xiao Zihe stand alone, like a follower.

After a while, the secretary moved a chair over, and the two sat together.

Zihe silently twitched the corner of his lower lip, feeling warm in his heart.

Yi Feng sat opposite, looking at the four police officers in front of him, a little dumbfounded.

This... why are there so many people here? !

They still stared at him fiercely, why?many people?scare him?

……

"A few questions for you." Zhou Shan always spoke bluntly when handling cases, and his whole body was full of business-like strength.

Yi Feng smiled and nodded, very calmly.

"These six dead are your lovers?" Zhou Shan asked.

"Does this have anything to do with this case?" Yi Feng sneered, and then said again: "It can only be regarded as having a relationship."

Four or two thousand pounds.

"Then where are the souls of these six girls?" Zhou Shan was not annoyed, and calmly threw the second question at Yi Feng.

He asked very naturally, as naturally as asking 'what did you have for breakfast'.

Yi Feng was stunned suddenly, what is the problem?

His heart skipped a beat, and for a moment he felt guilty.

But immediately, thinking of Zhou Shan's identity, he sneered instead, "What does Police Officer Zhou mean? Where did the soul go? Heaven? Ha."

He made a joke that he thought was funny.

But the four people sitting opposite him all sensed his panic at that moment from the subtle changes in his expression.

Not just surprise, but panicked doubts.

Next, Zhou Shan asked many more questions, some strange questions interspersed with ordinary questions, which always caught Yi Feng by surprise.

Zihe listened intently, and asked Yifeng a question in the middle of Zhou Shan's inquiry:

"What kind of god is Mr. Yi worshiping at the gate? I look like the God of Wealth, but I don't look like the God of Wealth."

"Is this also related to the case?" Yi Feng frowned, as if he was very repulsed by Zihe's question.

"Please answer the question." Zhou Shan said firmly.

Yi Feng pursed his lips, tapped his fingers on the desktop, glanced at the separate bathroom in this office from time to time, feeling a little uneasy——

It's like there is some kind of time bomb in the bathroom, afraid of being discovered.

"It's the local God of Wealth. I was born in the south of the Yangtze River, and the God of Wealth worshiped by my family has always looked like this." Yi Feng said indifferently, leaning back unconsciously while speaking.

He wanted to stay still and smile, but he felt uncomfortable. The whole series of movements was not so smooth, and it was a bit embarrassing to sneak out.

Both Zhou Shan and Li Juanshen caught Yi Feng's small movements. Although they didn't speak, they made a note in their hearts:

The god of wealth that Yifeng believes in is probably a breakthrough.

Li Juanshen only hated that he didn't pay attention to the statue when he entered the door just now.Thinking of this, he got up and asked, "Is there a bathroom here?"

Yi Feng gestured to the secretary at the door, and the secretary still led Li Juanshen out and directed Li Juanshen to the location of the public bathroom in the office—rather than directly using Yi Feng's indoor bathroom.

After Li Juanshen went out, he immediately took a photo of the statue and sent it to his colleagues for investigation.

In the room, Zhao Yin remained silent, with a strange smell in his breath.

He frowned, thinking it smelled like his mother's usual perfume.

He felt a little uneasy and looked around.

Finally, when he almost doubted his illusion, he saw a crystal pendant on the ground at the corner of Yifeng sofa.

It was very similar to the pendant on his mother's bracelet. Regardless of asking Yi Feng at this time, he suddenly stood up and walked to Yi Feng's sofa, leaning over and pinching the crystal pendant.

Several people were puzzled by Zhao Yin's sudden movement, but Yi Feng's face darkened when he saw the things in Zhao Yin's hand.

The next moment, before the others could react, Zhao Yin suddenly came back to reach for the schoolbag.

"?" Zihe had a bad premonition, he seemed to see evil spirits on Xiao Yaoming's face.

"?" Zhou Shan looked at his younger brother suspiciously, not understanding why his younger brother was so disregarding the overall situation all of a sudden.

Under Yi Feng's somewhat panicked eyes, Zhao Yin pulled out the hammer and put his schoolbag on his back with one hand. He turned around and swung the hammer towards Yi Feng's face.

"Hey!" Zhou Shan was taken aback, he had never seen such a violent side of his younger brother.

Zihe stood up abruptly.

Zhou Shan's reaction was a bit slow, and it was obviously too late to stop Zhao Yin.Seeing Zihe standing up in a blink of an eye, he felt a little relieved—fortunately, Zhang Zihe stopped his younger brother.

Then, the next moment, he saw Zhang Zihe pounce on Yi Feng.

When Zhao Yin greeted Yi Feng's head with a hammer, Zihe fiercely pressed Yi Feng's shoulder, making Yi Feng unable to move or dodge——

He didn't go to stop Zhao Yin, he said, "Zhao Yin is fighting, he handed the knife!" '.

Who cares about Yi Feng's life and death, since Little Terrible wants to beat Yi Feng, Zihe naturally chooses to help Little Terrible!

No second option is possible.

Zhou Shan was thinking too much.

"Where's Liu Pei?" Zhao Yin didn't hit Yi Feng's head with the hammer - that's natural, Yi Feng's head was probably crushed after being hit by this hammer.

With a gust of wind, the official hammer brushed against Yi Feng's ears and hung on the back of the sofa he was leaning on.

Shocked, Yi Feng was covered in cold sweat, trembling with fright.

As soon as Zhao Yin asked this question, Yi Feng began to struggle hard.

"Beat someone! Beat someone! What are you going to do? I didn't commit a crime! Let me go!" Yi Feng shouted loudly, his tone very domineering.

Zihe pulled his lips, pressed Yi Feng's shoulder with one hand, and Yi Feng's leg with the other.

Zhao Yin was also unambiguous, and swung the hammer again, hitting Yi Feng's leg that Zi He was holding down hard.

"Ah—" A scream came out, and Yi Feng's face turned pale instantly.

The moment his leg was smashed, there was a click, and he could hear the sound of bones breaking.

Both physically and mentally suffered heavy injuries, pain and fear.

This young man is not joking, they mean it.

"Officer Zhou! Officer Zhou, don't you care? I didn't commit a crime, ah..." He panted in pain, almost fainted, and his whole body trembled from the pain.

Zhou Shan was also very frightened, he just remembered to stand up, but looking at Zhao Yin's appearance, he was puzzled by what Zhao Yin asked just now, so he didn't stop him, instead he stared at Yi Feng together and asked : "Where's Liu Pei?"

"What Liu Pei? You can't...you can't lose someone, so, just come to me to look for it? Hiss...quickly call 120..." Yi Feng's eyes were red, his lips were shaking, and he wanted to struggle to get up and get his mobile phone.

But if he moved casually, his legs hurt so much that he rolled his eyes.

Zhou Shan was also unambiguous. He turned his head and looked around. Seeing that there was still a room in the office, he took three big strides across it.

As soon as he opened the door, Zhou Shan walked in and found that it was a separate bathroom. When he opened the door, he saw the sink.

His eyes fell on the toilet next to the sink, with his hand on the gun at his waist, he walked to the door of the toilet, and kicked the door vigilantly but decisively.

The next moment, he saw Zhao's mother, Liu Pei, with her eyes covered, her mouth glued, sitting on the toilet seat tied up.

"Mom!" Zhou Shan exclaimed, stepped forward and hugged Mother Zhao.

Zhao's mother hurriedly shook her head and twisted, Zhou Shan untied Zhao's mother's binding in twos and twos, pulled Zhao's mother up, and asked in a panic:

"Mom, are you okay?"

The place where Zhao's mother was glued was a little red, and there were a few red marks on her body, but she didn't seem to be injured.

"I'm fine, why are you here?" Mother Zhao took a breath, feeling sore all over.But when he saw Zhou Shan, a tall man, standing in front of him, looking at him with concern, he felt relieved.

The panic and fear just now was soothed at once.

"Ah! And Wang Shu, I brought my secretary Wang Shu here. Did you see her? Did she call the police?" Liu Pei suddenly thought of her secretary.

Zhou Shan froze for a moment, then hurriedly turned and walked out, Zhao's mother quickly followed.

Zhao Yin turned his head and saw his mother coming out with Zhou Shan, looking like nothing happened, and finally felt relieved.

But I felt scared again and again.

What would happen to the mother if they hadn't come?

Like those Yifeng's little three children who died of sudden cardiac arrest for no reason?

"Where's Wang Shu?" Zhou Shan rushed to the sofa, and this time, he also showed a fierce look - this time, Yi Feng fell!Never try to escape the law again!

He grabbed Yi Feng's hair and forced Yi Feng to raise his head, "Where did you hide the secretary brought by this lady?"

"I didn't see that secretary either! She went to the bathroom, and I didn't see her either!" Yi Feng was so frightened that Zhao Yin took a hammer to make him lose the defense in his heart, and the whole person became weak many.

When Liu Pei heard what Yi Feng said, he turned around and walked out the door, ready to find Wang Shu.

"Mom, don't go, I'll go." Zhou Shan held Liu Pei and walked out by himself.

It just so happened that Li Juanshen, who had finished using the bathroom, pushed the door and walked in. He wiped his hands with his jeans and raised his head——

Then, he saw a few people who were still fine just now, suddenly huddled together.

"?" He was stunned for a moment, but still subconsciously pressed the door behind him——Secretary Yi Feng, who was about to walk in after him, was shut out of the door.

"You help them." Zhou Shan explained to Li Juanshen, then pushed Li Juanshen, opened the door and walked out.

Secretary Yi Feng at the door was taken away by Zhou Shan holding his shoulders.

Liu Pei turned around, walked to the sofa, raised his hand and slapped Yi Feng hard.

Yi Feng almost fell into a coma because of the pain, and was woken up by Liu Pei's slap again. The pain in his leg made him groan in a low voice again when he was awake.

"I... I was just fascinated for a while, and I haven't done anything yet. I didn't cause any actual damage, you can't... call 120... I'm dying..." Yi Feng yelled in a low voice, still unwilling to give up , When speaking, from time to time, I took a cold breath because of the unbearable pain.

"What is that statue at your door?" Zihe pressed Yi Feng's shoulder and asked forcefully.

"It's the God of Wealth..." Yi Feng had a bitter face, covered in cold sweat.

Zihe bared his teeth, the white teeth made Yifeng feel bad.

The next moment, Zihe reached out and pressed down on Yifeng's injured knee.

"Ahhhhh...I said! I said...ahhhh..."

The whole room was instantly filled with Yi Feng's painful screams and begging for mercy.

Even Liu Pei, who hated Yi Feng deeply, couldn't help but gasp when he saw Zhang Zihe, who was always smiling and pretending to be cute when facing her——

This child... still... still...

The hands are quite strong...

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Liu Pei (frowning): Ouch, this kid Zihe has such strong hands!It hurts Yi Feng.

Yi Feng (drenched in cold sweat): Awhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.ah ah ah...

Zihe: Oh, it's okay, not too energetic, hehe.

Yi Feng: Who praised you? !Why are you so shy?ah ah ah...