A murder case like this will naturally be handled by people like Ma Jianguo, and we took a ride back to Lunfen Mountain.

When the car drove to the foot of the Luan Tung Mountain, I heard someone yelling in the dirt house.

The man's mouth seemed to be blocked, and his mouth was not clear. I could only hear some fragmentary words such as "Heavenly Master", "Great God", "Heavenly Demons", and "The End of the World".

Mr. Sun was walking beside me at that time. He sighed and said to my master: "This person was not only planted with mad lice eggs, but also brainwashed. He now stubbornly believes that except for the sect he believes in, other sects are cults, and we, haha, are all evil spirits."

My master frowned and asked Mr. Sun: "Which sect does he believe in?"

Mr. Sun first spit out two words very briefly: "Fangsing Church." Then he said: "I tried to ask him what kind of god they believed in in their sect, but he seemed to have received some hint that he did not mention the God in their sect. I tried my best to pry open his mouth. He did not say what their God was, but he just said that their God sent the prophet to the world, and they called the prophet the "Master of the Ten Thousands."

When the word "Ten Complete" popped out of Mr. Sun's mouth, my back tightened, and my master also frowned tightly.

Sun Xian probably saw the abnormality between our master and apprentice, and asked us suspiciously: "Why, have you heard of this character?"

The master did not respond to him and went straight into the door. I took two steps to follow the master, avoiding Mr. Sun's inquiring gaze.

After entering the house, I saw a man sitting on the other side of the kang. He held his hands and looked furious. While pointing at Taoist Li and Huang Changrong, he cursed words such as "evil spirits" and "devil".

Master Li and Huang Changrong obviously didn't want to pay attention to him. They just let the man mumble and scold him.

The man suddenly closed his mouth when he saw me and my master, and then he looked at us with a vigilant look.

A few seconds later, Mr. Zhang also "crawled in" and I saw that the man obviously shrank his head and didn't dare to stare at us. He turned his eyes and moved his eyes out the window.

Mr. Zhang moved a chair and sat in front of the man.

When Mr. Zhang's huge body appeared in front of him, I saw his shoulders shrugging quickly and a drop of cold sweat slid from his forehead.

Mr. Sun also entered the house. He came to me and my master and said to us: "I have managed to remove the crazy lice eggs on his body. But the insect eggs are easy to deal with, but his brain is out of salvation."

Mr. Sun said, pointing to his forehead with a very helpless expression.

My master smiled and said, "It may not be possible, hasn't Mr. Zhang taken action yet?"

At this time, Mr. Zhang took out a cigarette from his arms and lit it. Every time he made an action, the person sitting on the kang would tremble. I felt that the man was afraid that Mr. Zhang would suddenly beat him up.

Second Master Zhang spitted a mouthful of thick smoke on the man's face. The man did not cough as violently as I imagined. He just waved his hand and dispersed the thick smoke surrounding his face.

"Who did you say is the evil spirit?" Mr. Zhang asked faintly while smoking a cigarette.

To be honest, what I can't stand the most is his emotional tone. Every time he speaks in this way, I feel that he will take action in the next moment.

But the person on the kang was unexpectedly stubborn. This time he didn't shrank his head, but he didn't dare to look at Master Zhang. His eyes were still staring out the window and a low voice from his nose.

The sound coming out of his nose seemed very unconfident.

Mr. Zhang was not anxious or slow, so he took out another cigarette and asked the man: "Do you smoke?"

The man didn't say suck or not, and just stood silently in a stalemate. Second Master Zhang stuffed the cigarette into his hand and gave him a lighter. As expected, he held the cigarette in his mouth and lit it.

Mr. Zhang asked him again: "What's your name?"

Just as Master Zhang was talking, Xian'er, Liang Houzai, Liu Shangang and the others also came back. As soon as they entered the door, the master turned around and made a gesture to them to silence, indicating that they should not speak.

The person sitting on the kang said his name after a long period of silence: "Liu Wenhui."

But when he was talking, he still looked out the window and did not dare to look at Mr. Zhang.

At this time, the momentum of the second master of Zhang suddenly became much calmer. He asked Liu Wenhui with a smile: "Do you know these two people, Li Hu and Mao Chizhong?"

For some reason, he obviously withdrew his momentum, but I felt that he was becoming more and more terrifying. It felt like you were facing a tiger weighing hundreds of pounds. The tiger was still staring at you with fierce eyes for a second, but now it bent down and licked its claws in vain.

You don't know what it wants to lick its claws.

Liu Wenhui probably felt the same as me. He shrank a little, and raised his arms as if he wanted to block something from pounced on him.

Mr. Zhang didn't move for a moment, and asked him in a calm tone: "Do you know Li Hu and Mao Chi Zong?"

Liu Wenhui was silent for a long time and nodded unexpectedly.

Mr. Zhang took out the cigarette box and placed it on the edge of the anti-resistor with the lighter. He started chatting with Liu Wenhui like a daydream.

The gossip I said was definitely in quotes. Mr. Zhang's tone was very plain and his speech was neither too fast nor too slow, but every time he said a word, it gave me an extremely dangerous feeling.

It was so uncomfortable to hear him speak, it felt like he was kneeling on the guillotine and listening to a big show.

I felt a little scared and my body was full of goose bumps. Later, Mr. Sun couldn't help but tell us younger generations to leave the house, and my master and others were still staying in the house.

After leaving the door, Xian'er sighed: "Oh, it's been out. Mr. Zhang's momentum is so scary."

Liang Houzai also echoed her and said, "It's true that his temperament doesn't look like a living person at all, like a fierce ghost in the Hall of Hell, and it seems that he will kill people at any time."

As he spoke, Mr. Sun smiled helplessly.

Actually, I was very curious about Mr. Zhang Er, so I couldn't help asking Mr. Sun: "Mr. Sun, what is Mr. Zhang Er doing?"

"He is just a trash of old objects." Mr. Sun said with a smile, and took out a cigarette as he spoke.

He sucked and fog before continuing: "This is his apparent identity. But in fact, their family should have been considered military strategists in the past."

Military ranks, are they soldiers?

This question popped up in my mind, but I didn't say anything, and I heard Mr. Sun continue to say it.

Mr. Sun said: "Their Old Jun family members, from the Qin Dynasty to the early Qing Dynasty, were all people in the army. They had no reputation, but they all occupied important positions in the army."

As he spoke, he looked at the other side of the house. Through the window, he could see the big face of Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Sun looked at Mr. Zhang Er and said, "The lineage where the family of Wu Dong is located is the most confusing among the four veins of the Lao Kun family. The inheritance of the Lao Kun family is divided by seasons, including spring, summer, autumn, and winter. People with the character spring veins will watch astrological signs, and their ability to predict weather changes is more accurate than the weather forecast. The character summer veins used to be a coach, that is, to train soldiers. Many of the more famous elite soldiers in history were from their hands. The character autumn veins are good at savings and mobilization.

In general, these people will not emerge until the country has a war, and they usually hide deeply. The word "Dong" is the lineage of the family, the ones of the family, and they are guards. In the past, they were specialized in protecting the main generals. They also had to do fine work and repel the scouts. They did the work of keeping their heads on the belt. In short, it was the most thankless lineage among the four family members of the family, but also the most difficult lineage to provoke. The people in their lineage are all the same as the ones, and they can scare people to death with just one look."

Military Academy... It turns out that's what Mr. Sun said. Although the family of the Chan family was from a corps, they did not lead troops to fight, and they did not seem to go to the battlefield. They did things similar to internal affairs.

I said to Mr. Sun again, "Mr. Sun, I actually have a question."

Mr. Sun turned his head and looked at me and said, "If you have anything, just say it, you are not an outsider."

I calmed down and asked him, "I'm just curious, which school Mr. Sun is from?"

After hearing my question, Mr. Sun smiled: "Hehe, I have no sects and no sects. If we insist on a sect, people like us can probably be included in the Xinmen."

I raised my eyebrows: "What kind of sect is Xinmen? I have never heard from my master."

"It's just a messenger," said Mr. Sun. "I'm a specialist in informing people. Sometimes, I'll also act as a private detective. Haha, if you want me to take action, the cost is very high, that is, your master can invite me for free."

While Mr. Sun was talking, my master came out with a cigarette pole. He frowned and came to me while sucking and spitting smoke.

Mr. Sun asked my master: "Have you asked something?"

My master nodded: "It's considered a move, but there is not much difference between whether to move or not. Liu Wenhui doesn't know much about this."

But Mr. Sun still asked my master what Liu Wenhui said specifically.

My master said, "Liu Wenhui just said that the gods they worshipped in the burial sect are called the Ten-Complete God. They believe in the Ten-Complete Great Way, and that Ten-Complete Master is their leader. In addition, he also knew that he was Li Hu and others' living sacrifice. However, Li Hu lied to him that the process of sacrifice was similar to euthanasia. People would not die unknowingly, and their souls would return to the Ten-Complete God. It was also when Liu Tong showed him a few photos of the dead, he realized that he had been fooled by Li Hu and had all he knew."

Mr. Sun nodded constantly: "It turns out that old friends still have a solution. I spent a lot of effort this afternoon, but I couldn't pry Liu Wenhui's mouth open."

And I asked the master: "Did Liu Wenhui mention an old man in red? It was the thin old man I saw when I was acting like a soul."

The master gave him a sip of cigarette, shook his head and said, "Jian Tong tried to ask him, but he didn't know such a person at all.Jian Tong also asked him where the medicine for blood replenishment came from. Liu Wenhui said that the black particles all came from the local burial sect. That was Dong Dabao."
Chapter completed!