Hu Xiong lit a cigarette, took a sip, and said slowly: "Tan Li, we have signed a letter of attorney and there is an agreement, not to mention that this matter is not as dangerous as you imagined. Our 36th Bureau will also protect you in secret."

Protect yourself secretly?

Li Changqing was silent for a moment. At this point, he had already started to contact the people of the shadow cult with Hu Qideng's identity. It was naturally unrealistic to not do it halfway.

"I need something that can be defended by people like the Shadow Cult." Li Changqing carefully put the ID into his clothes and put it in his clothes.

Smoking a cigarette, Hu Xiong narrowed his eyes and shook the ash outside the car: "I will send it to you within three days."

Seeing that he agreed, Li Changqing did not stay in the car for a long time, so he opened the car door and walked back towards the detective office.

Looking at Li Changqing's back, Hu Xiong laughed and ignited the vehicle, popped the cigarette butt out of the vehicle, and drove away.

In the next few days, Li Changqing, Tang Xiaoyu and Guan Wenyan did not go out.

Guan Wenyan's injury was scarred the next day. Although it looked bloody, it was just a skin trauma. After taking the medicine, it began to recover soon.

After contacting each other in the past two days, Li Changqing also confirmed that Guan Wenyan did not doubt his identity, but he became much more relaxed. In the past two days, he has been practicing talismans in the bedroom every day.

But it was a pity that Tang Xiaoyu and Guan Wenyan seemed to be trying to show off, and the house had to be cleaned three times a day.

A cult member was wandering in the living room. How could Tang Xiaoyu have the intention to watch TV in the living room? She could only stay in the bedroom boredly, staring at Li Changqing painting those strange things.

Three days later in the evening.

The table in the bedroom was a little messy, and there were a lot of cinnabar marks sprinkled on the tabletop around the ink inkstone, and the yellow paper was piled up in three stacks.

There were more than a hundred pieces of decree and spelling on the right hand.

However, there are more than 300 useless talismans on the ground.

These are the fruits of Li Changqing's labor in the past three days. Seeing that he was at his desk for two days, he rarely spoke and painted talismans seriously.

Tang Xiaoyu lay curiously on Li Changqing's back: "Li Changqing, these things are the things you used to deal with that shadow last time, right? But the power is a bit small."

Since last time he pretended to be a shadow in front of Guan Wenyan, Tang Xiaoyu liked this position very much.

At least it's much more comfortable than hiding in a smelly fedora.

"Go and go, what do you know?" Li Changqing stretched and pushed Tang Xiaoyu away who was lying on his back.

His back was sore, but looking at the table full of spell talismans, he felt a lot of satisfaction.

In the past two days, as the talismans were accumulated, the spiritual energy in his body also accumulated more and more.

"If you have time tomorrow, try the general's talisman."

Li Changqing moved his body. At this time, a knock sounded outside the door. Liang Daoyi smiled and said politely to Guan Wenyan: "Is Li Li here?"

"Mr. Liang."

The financial owner came, and he walked forward with a smile on his face and shook hands with Liang Daoyi: "Is Miss Lin Zhenzhen's concert going well?"

"It went very smoothly." Liang Daoyi nodded and reached out to take out 40,000 coins from his clothes: "This is the gold. Miss Lin Zhenzhen was originally planning to visit him in person, but yesterday's concert was too tiring. I had to fly to the next concert venue early this morning to prepare."

"I stayed to do some finale and came here to thank you."

After collecting 40,000 coins from him, Li Changqing invited him and said, "Come in and sit down?"

"No, I still have a lot of things to do, so I'll say goodbye first."

As he counted the money, Tang Xiaoyu hurried over and asked for it to pass it. He counted it happily. Seeing this, Guan Wenyan did not speak.

In the past two days, he naturally discovered that Hu Qideng's shadow seemed to be slightly different from those of other shadow cults.

He also secretly analyzed that Hu Qideng had already practiced Yingxie's skills to an extremely high level, and was even almost at the level of the previous leader.

It is said that when Shadow Evil's skill reaches a very high level, Shadow will have an independent consciousness, not a puppet.

Seeing Tang Xiaoyu counting money happily, Li Changqing sat on the sofa and said to Guan Wenyan: "Wen Yan, you have worked hard these days."

As he said that, he thought about it, took out ten thousand coins and handed them over: "This is yours."

One code is unified.

The whole thing was basically solved by Guan Wenyan. Now we have different benefits, so we can't do without him.

Guan Wenyan's face showed panic and he waved his hand quickly: "Protector, you will be dissatisfied with this. My subordinates cannot accept this money."

"I really don't accept it?" Li Changqing frowned and forced the money into his hand: "One code is the same as one code, this money should be yours."

Tang Xiaoyu did not object to it either. Although she liked money, she knew that she and Li Changqing were free to pick up money in this matter, and Guan Wenyan was the one who really contributed.

"Then, then I'll accept it?"

Guan Wenyan hesitated for a moment and had to accept the money.

"Then, Dharma Protector, if you have nothing to do, I will go to cook first."

The fire in the kitchen was still burning, so he turned around and walked into the kitchen and became busy.

"Actually, Brother Guan seems to be quite good." Tang Xiaoyu said to Li Changqing in a low voice.

Li Changqing fully agrees with this statement.

Housework and cooking are all inclusive, and you can deal with weird things. The key is that you don’t want money. Where can you find such an assistant?

Buzzing.

The phone vibrated for a while and it was a text message from Hu Xiong.

"I'll go downstairs to buy some fruits and reward Guan Wenyan."

He turned and went downstairs, followed the text message's instructions to a small supermarket on the street, walked into the fresh vegetable area, Hu Xiong was wearing sunglasses, two beards, and chose the vegetable leaves in front of him as if nothing had happened.

"Why are you dressing up in this outfit?"

Li Changqing walked to the side casually, staring at the dishes in front of him and choosing.

"The people from the shadow cult have arrived in Nanlin City and will come to you at any time. Be careful." Hu Xiong, who had dressed up, calmly handed a black plastic pocket to Li Changqing: "There is a gun in this place, for you to defend yourself."

"gun?"

Li Changqing's voice was dissatisfied: "Mr. Hu, when dealing with the people of the shadow cult, do you give me a gun to defend yourself?"

Hu Xiong picked off the yellow vegetable leaves and threw the fresh vegetables into his own vegetable basket: "It is not useful to deal with strange things, but after I carefully considered it, it is more reliable to give you a gun."

"How do you know if you don't give it to me?" Li Changqing whispered: "Those people from the Shadow Cult are coming soon. If you don't give me something to protect yourself, don't blame me for escaping in the last battle."

"You." Hu Xiong frowned slightly.

Li Changqing said in a deep voice: "Mr. Hu, I am a detective, not a fool."

If they hadn't threatened Tang Xiaoyu, Li Changqing wouldn't have accepted the commission no matter what.

What so-called Thirty-Sixth Games will secretly protect yourself?

He doesn't believe this kind of nonsense. Having the capital to protect oneself is the bottom line.

"This is the item I use to remove the spirits. I will lend it to you first and return it to me."

Time is tight, Hu Xiong dares not waste too much time, and there are other things to explain.

He secretly took out an iron bead and handed it to Li Changqing: "The way to use it is to inject spiritual energy, but you guy has no spiritual energy at all..."

The iron pillar is about half the size of a fist. From the appearance, it is just an ordinary iron bead, extremely smooth, and when you touch it, it also reveals a hint of cool air.

Li Changqing calmly accepted the iron bead and the gun: "Thank you, Mr. Hu, is there anything else?"

"According to the secret investigation of our Thirty-Six Bureau, the shadow cult has two ways to elect the leader."

"The first type is their ancient tradition. Among all the campaigners, the only one who survived is the new leader."

"The second type is that shadow cults are in a diminishing situation and are becoming popular after going downhill, allowing the shadow showdown of the campaigners."

"You have no shadow at all, and you're afraid you'll be exposed. When deciding on the method, it's best to use the first one."

Li Changqing's hand picking vegetables paused, and he couldn't help looking at Hu Xiong: "Do you think I can fight with the other two guardians of the Shadow Cult?"

Hu Xiong held it in for a long time and only said one sentence: "We will secretly protect you in the 36th round."

"I still have something to do, so I won't say more."

Hu Xiong picked up the picked vegetable basket and checked out and left.

"Son of a bitch."

Li Changqing cursed secretly, took a deep breath, sorted out his emotions, and then checked out and walked out of the supermarket, and then walked towards the detective office.

It was already dark.

On the street, there were two slightly hunchbacked people secretly following Li Changqing.
Chapter completed!