It turned out that the plane was flying to the Shanghai World Nightclub. No wonder Zhao Yu and Tong Sanjin were so persistent that they even missed this matter even when the plane crashed.

Zhao Yu did not cry. Fangs were still risking. Perhaps he hated that he could not protect Tong Sanjin. This period of drunkenness and dreams should finally come to an end.

Those with souls will eventually want to grow up, and the same is true for Zhao Yu.

Dust was flying. Tong Sanjin's body was only half a piece of protective armor left, and a torn suit.

Liao Zhao was also doing his best and took a small bottle. He collected the dust left by Tong Sanjin, put it in it, then cleaned up the clothes, folded them up, and came to me: "One day, look at this..."

"You'll be buried. After all, it's a brother. It's a good place to bury it in the bamboo forest. Watching the bamboo in the day and listening to the wind at night." I remembered the bamboo forest in the old lady of the Zhang family. It used to be where Zhao Yu was buried. Now it's a good choice to let him bury it there.

"Well. Just bury that place. The mountains and rivers are beautiful. You can go to worship occasionally if you have time. One day, after this incident, let's hide there. There is no safe place in Dalong County now." Liao Zhao looked at Liao Hong, who was crying loudly, and felt quite uncomfortable.

"Okay, I will allocate some funds to you at that time. I will temporarily leave Dalong County for a while. During this period, you can practice well." I sighed, turned around and looked at Zhao Yu who was in a daze, and said, "Zhao Yu, what are your plans?"

"Old Emperor, I can't die in vain. I want to destroy the Purple Emperor Sect! But this ability is not good. My Emperor is a master of ghost refining. I beg my Emperor to separate my soul and lead me into the Tao. Liao Hong and Liao Zhao are both masters of corpse refining. Although they are a little weak, they can leave their spirits and corpse bodies to them. When they practice on both sides, I will definitely become powerful soon!" Zhao Yu said, begging me.

"Okay, I'll handle the matter here. Let's meet in the bamboo forest later." I nodded, knowing that Zhao Yu no longer wanted to fly the plane. He finally became a professor who knows about planes. Now, for revenge, he is willing to give up this hobby.

Seeing that I had handled the matter temporarily, Ouyang He came over. He was Zhang Dongliang's junior brother and an old man in the Dao period: "Xia Yi, what is this matter? Even if it is a suburb here, we can't do this, right? Senior Brother Zhang is still busy with affairs and is in danger of peace. There is such a big deal here again. It's not appropriate, we can't stand it."

"Kongxuan Sect is an evil Taoist sect. When I came to trouble me, I killed Yan Zihua from Zihuang Sect. Yan Zihua also killed my corpse king. I am the victim. Why are you looking for me? Go to Li Poxiao, Sun Chongyang, and Lao Zhang has lost his day, so this matter will turn into a small matter. At worst, you can take photos and file it and summon it if you have something. Can you still take me back for interrogation for three days and three nights?" I said unhappily.

"Haha, now who doesn't know that you can make trouble the most? Who do you want to find? Well, I'm just an errand. I'll file this matter and wait for the summons." Seeing that I was unhappy, Ouyang He could only beat me up, and then he ran to find Sun Chongyang, who looked the most gentleman, to ask about the incident.

Li Poxiao seemed to me for a long time. Seeing that I finally finished the work of the Corpse King, I came over: "Xia Tian, ​​that is the Ghost Emperor who killed all the twenty disciples of the Purple Emperor and the instructor of the Tang Family Manor? I won't say too much. I will still say the same thing. If you raise ghosts, don't be obsessed with it anymore. Stop it. Look at your Corpse King, your friends, and even your friends who have forgotten ages, indirectly died because of you. After so much experience, don't you understand?"

"Li Poxiao, I respect you to eliminate demons and protect the way. Your helping fist just now made me grateful, but don't use your set to measure my rightness and wrong. There are always choices in life, there are always right and wrong, or helplessness, and there are also determination. If you think I am a demon, please come over! I still say the same thing, I didn't kill anyone, and no matter how loud you dare to make noise, don't blame me for turning against me!" My face became gloomy. How could I not know what he said, but if I choose, I will bear the consequences.

"Don't blind your eyes to hatred, see the Tai Chi." Li Poxiao stopped saying anything. Saran left. He wanted to leave, but no one could stop him.

The way of Qiankun is to punish evil and promote good. It is available to me and I feel it is eye-catching all the time.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, I have finished asking about the matter here. I have returned to Tai Chi Sect. I can't hide this matter. I will report it to my master truthfully, but this Ghost Emperor and you should not know each other before, so there should be no big problem. I still look forward to you going to Tai Chi Sect and listening to your master's opinions. It will always be good for you." Sun Chongyang said to me.

"Let's talk about it then." I replied. Sun Chongyang is better than Li Poxiao after all, and at least he can understand other people's mood at this moment.

The official Xuanmen handled these things very quickly. After quickly collecting evidence, he cleaned up all the corpses and traces, and no longer dared to touch my bad temper, so he drove away.

The funeral procession also came back soon. Seeing that the walls collapsed and there were blood in many places, I couldn't help but feel a little shocked. I didn't have time to pay attention to these things and went into the yard to find Long Shiyi.

Long Shiyi asked about the incident, but I didn't hide anything. I said it all the time, and the prototype of the Blood Cloud Coffin box he had fiddled with was also made. Unfortunately, it looked like this, but it was not as exquisite as the original box.

"The box is really not done well and the functions are not copied. I suspect it only has the function of collecting souls. The raw materials are only attached to the edges, but they are not real materials." Long Shiyi said.

"The materials were temporarily collected from the City God of Xinxian County. It is normal not to be done well, but it is enough to have the function of collecting souls. I hope Mr. Long can make another one, and I will get the money to your account." I said.

"By the way, although there are fewer functions, you gave me a lot of materials before, so I made one more, hoping it would be useful to you." Long Shiyi seemed to feel that he had not successfully copied it, so he charged the money again, and was a little disgusted, so he took me an extra box.

I couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "Old Long, thank you. I just missed two. I thought I could only make one. Oh, yes, Dalong County is no longer safe now. For the sake of future livelihood, we plan to change the base of the Four Little Immortals to the bamboo forest on the outskirts of the city. I will ask the Zhang family to build that land, and then concentrate it there after it is built."

"Oh, that village? It's a good place. If you settle there, people will be relaxed. By the way, you have only been here once a long time ago. Let me tell you about the progress of ghost tools recently. In fact, most of the production needs to be completed. In terms of sales, your butler, Daimei, is also doing a good job and often comes to ask me about the source of goods. In addition, the old man is very busy now and is planning to invite two more disciples. What do you think?" Long Shiyi asked.

"Okay, Mr. Long, please take it. You don't need to ask me all the time. Just discuss business matters with Daimei." Since having a business agreement with Zhou Xuan and having a small business matter, Daimei has a Yin-Yang Order and occasionally comes to pick up goods in the world.

After bringing two boxes, I drove the car and turned to the suburbs and into the bamboo forest. I saw the newly bought pickup truck of the Liao brothers parked on the side of the road. I also parked the car and walked in.

The mountain road is steep, and as we move, the closer we get to the small house, the air around us becomes gloomy.

As I was walking, a sound of flute floated from a distance, the sound was bleak and urging people to shed tears. Actually, I don’t understand the emotions between ancient people, but when I watch TV, old friends remember each other, and when I go to the grave, I always forget to sing a song and express my grief, and I feel that it’s just a show of it. But now after I really experienced it, I feel the desolation contained in it.

When I arrived at the bamboo forest, I saw Zhao Yu standing in the wind, standing on the hillside, blowing the jade flute, and mourning for Tong Sanjin's departure.

Everything in the bamboo forest was silent, and even the sings of insects and birds suddenly disappeared. In the air with the breath of bamboo shoots, the intermittent sound of flutes was hovering back and forth, as if the passing time was passing.

Zhao Yu's fingers rose and fell, the sound of the flute turned sad and desolate, and then gradually moved away, and finally there was a sound of metal and iron. By the time I walked in, the killing in the flute was already obvious.
Chapter completed!