Chapter 74 Chapter Four Visiting Relatives and Friends

It was August, and the weather was also hot. The hot pot was steaming hot, and the smell of fresh and spicy oil penetrated into my nose, which made my index finger spread wide, and the chopsticks danced more neatly than swordsmanship.People like us see a lot of things, not to mention hearing, but a highly decomposed corpse full of white maggots is placed in front of us, whether we should eat or not, the nose can automatically block the smell. Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao had eaten a lot before, and was digesting, so he became curious and asked what happened? Yang Cao did not lie to me, saying that recently, in a township in Kaixian County, Dazhou, there were three consecutive tomb robbery cases. The methods were rough and blatant.After the local public security agency intervened in the investigation, they found that things were very strange. Judging from the scene, no outsiders did anything. It seemed that the body was pried open from the inside of the coffin and the body crawled out by itself.The local area organized a manpower search, but the body was not found for a long time.This incident was a bit weird. Someone rumored that the female corpses had turned into zombies, and the transformation of the corpses caused panic, so they sent a report to ask for support, and the higher-ups sent him and a few people to take a look.

Although the country has been promoting cremation in order to save land and reduce pollution, burial is the traditional funeral method for most ethnic groups in our country.I don't know about the north, but in the southern provinces, especially in remote rural areas, burial has always been the mainstream. If there is a burial, there will be a corpse. It stands to reason that people are buried in the ground, but there are exceptions.If there is a place where the yin gathers, or if the deceased is disturbed, and there is resentment in his heart before death, it is indeed possible for the corpse to change.However, from what Yang Cao said, it may not be a corpse change, it may be a good thing done by foolish people and women in the countryside, or a trick done by a full-time wanderer who specializes in ghosts. .

These all need investigation.The Taoist Miscellaneous Hair came out of Maoshan, and he was the best at such things, so he couldn't help but say a few more words.Yang Cao wanted to arrest him, and wanted to take us to have a look. We were still going to Yucheng, and Zamao Xiaodao hurriedly waved his hand and declined, saying that Yang Cao had no choice but to persuade him to drink. Sitting with close friends, although the place is not upscale, but eating hot pot and drinking wine is refreshing.Zhao Xingrui didn't talk much, and his face was habitually tense, but he didn't hesitate at all when drinking.Ever since Huiming died in the Nu River in southern Yunnan, his life has not been easy.Although he was awarded the best student by Balance at that time, he was somewhat involved by Huiming and Mrs. Ke, and the leaders above did not use his courage, so he was sent back to the Southwest Bureau.In fact, the Southwest Bureau has many former students of Huiming, and they can take care of them comprehensively, but Zhao Chengfeng parachuted into the Southwest Bureau, and made drastic moves, pulling and hitting these people, panicking all day long, and ignoring him.

Zhao Xingrui was valued by Zhao Chengfeng before, but since he failed to hunt us down last year, he has been left out in the cold, and now he is hanging in a idle job, doing nothing all day long, this is a blow to the very ambitious old Zhao, and he can't help but feel a little decadent , depressed. During the banquet, Zhao Xingrui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao, if Boss Chen of the Black Hand Shuangcheng still needs someone?The last time I saw Qin Zhen, Teng Xiao and the others, they were getting along like ducks in water under Boss Chen of the Southeast Bureau, so he also wanted to be seconded.

Lao Zhao not only has friendship with me as a classmate, but also has the grace of saving lives. He opened his mouth with such difficulty, so naturally he couldn't neglect it.Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao immediately contacted Secretary Dong, and got in touch with the senior brother through him.Unexpectedly, the big brother actually knew about Lao Zhao. After asking a little about his relationship with us, he said yes, and Dong Zhongming should almost be released. He happened to be short of available manpower. As a good student, if there is no problem during the probationary period, it is also possible to be his assistant.

Hearing the words conveyed by Zamao Xiaodao, Lao Zhao was a little excited. If he can really become the assistant of the black hand Shuangcheng and squeeze into the small circle trusted by the big brother, I am afraid that he will have a place in the Secret Service in the future. .Old Zhao was quite excited, he looked down, raised his wine glass, and drank three glasses in a row. Lao Zhao's mood became high, and he became more active. He recalled the scene when we were hunted down that day, and he felt a lot of emotion.He patted me on the shoulder and said that during the training camp that day, because he had the highest foundation and worked hard, he didn't approve of me very much. Even after the training camp, he still felt that he could surpass Lu Zuo.Until later, Maoshan cooperated with various relevant departments to hunt down Zamao Xiaodao and me, but let us escape abruptly.This alone made him feel ashamed and beyond compare, and this changed from sympathy to admiration.

Lao Zhao said he was proud of having a classmate like me.I took his hand, looked at this former disciple of the enemy, smiled sincerely, and said that I am too. A meal lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon, the soup pot was almost dry, and the wine bottles were piled up like a mountain. Zhao Xingrui, who had always lived like an ascetic monk, got drunk. Yang Cao sent this guy back with a wry smile, saying that he would investigate the case tomorrow , I was so dizzy that I jumped into the river. I stood still, Zamao Xiaodao's face was reddish, but he was excited. Seeing that Qingcheng Mountain was near Jinguan City, he hailed a car and took us there.We were a little excited when we boarded the car, but after a while, a gust of cold wind blew in, and we realized that we didn’t have Master Xiuyun’s contact information. If Qingcheng Mountain was a paradise like Maoshan, separated from the inside and outside, it might be a rush to go there this time. one empty.

The two of us discussed it, but luckily the Tiger Cat remembered that Chief Wang Zhengyi is the elder of Dantai Bidong of the Quanzhen Longmen Sect in Qingcheng Mountain, so we can just go there.It was already evening when we arrived at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. We found a spring to wash our faces, and then asked the locals for directions. We went up the stairs and walked towards the ashram in Dantai Bidong.Lord Tiger Cat didn't want to go to the Taoist land, so he went to look for food by himself. Fortunately, when we arrived at the place, not only Wang Zhengyi was there, but also Master Xiuyun who sacrificed himself to save us that day was also there, and the two of them were playing chess under the pine tree in the dark. Dao Gu looked at a somewhat leisurely and distant Zen state.

We stepped forward to salute, the two elders were a little surprised.After exchanging pleasantries, he went back to the chess table and took a seat. Grandmaster Xiuyun messed up the pieces on the chessboard, saying that it was a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar, so he stopped playing chess for now.Wang Zheng was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, saying that the old monk was playing tricks, and he was obviously about to lose.Master Xiuyun laughed like a child. After sitting down, a Taoist boy brought a pot of tea.Several people chatted and talked about the events of that day. I was full of gratitude, but Master Xiuyun waved his hands and said with a modest smile: "Amitabha, this is a trivial matter, so there is no need to worry about it. Under the circumstances at that time, anyone with a sense of justice, Everyone would do this, let alone me, an old monk who has eaten fast in front of the Buddha for so many years?"

He touched his fat belly, and said something in self-mocking, without paying attention. Shi En doesn't care about it, Master Xiuyun is so free and easy, and I don't pretend to be hypocritical. I bow deeply again and don't say much.The green tea is rough, and the Taoist priests in the temple picked the wild tea trees on the mountain and fried it, but there is a hint of fragrance in the bitterness, which is really good.While drinking tea, the two masters asked about their escape experience that day. There are quite a lot of sects on Mount Qingcheng. On that day, Laojunge Li Tengfei returned home in a feather. If the chief elder of Laojunge, Li Zhaoxu, hadn't gone down the mountain, it is estimated that the ancestral flying sword to eliminate demons would have been confiscated.Although Li Tengfei was sent to the northwest frontier by Li Zhaoxu afterwards, the news also reached them and became a joke for a while.However, because of this, I have a new view on our strength, and I am a little more curious about the events of the day.

Time has passed, and now that we have been rehabilitated, we no longer conceal it, and pick out some key points about what happened after we jumped off the Yangtze River Bridge that day.The two sighed again. This story is cold food, we have told it many times, but for Wang Zhengyi and Master Xiuyun, it is very fresh.After drinking a pot of tea for a long time without knowing it, the night was as cold as water, the two of them woke up, put away the remaining tea, and left us to stay here.There was nothing to say all night, the next day Wang Zhengyi led us to meet his master Xinping Daochang and other outstanding disciples and masters from the Dantai Bidong Dojo. People in the rivers and lakes pay attention to friendship, and there is always no harm in getting to know more people. We stayed in Mount Qingcheng for a few days, and we got acquainted with Chief Wang Zheng, Master Xiuyun, and their sect's disciples quite well. It's a pity that the ghost-faced robe brother would use the white paper fan in Luo Qingyu's mouth that few unborn earth immortals on Mount Qingcheng. Did not meet, a little regret. read more, walk more.After leaving Qingcheng Mountain, Zamao Xiaodao and I called to say goodbye to Liu Sili, and then turned to Yucheng, where we found Brother Wanyicheng who took us in for several days at the most dangerous moment of our escape. When we left here that day, pursuers came after us. In case Cheng was detained for 15 days on suspicion of harboring fugitives, he got out of the relationship only after the senior brother intervened.Seeing us again, he subconsciously looked left and right, and sneakily pulled us into the house with a nervous expression on his face.It wasn't until we learned that we had vindicated our grievances that we breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed our bodies.Between friends, there were not many words of thanks, another big meal of wine, and this guy got under the table. Repaying double the money I borrowed, Zamao Xiaodao and I bid farewell to Wanyicheng, and went to the ghost town of Fengdu, the original site of the Yelangxi Temple. Unfortunately, the mountain collapsed, everything changed, and there was no trace of Brother Long. .Me, Zamao Xiaodao, Duoduo, Xiaoyao, Fat Chongzi, and Tiger Cat stood in front of the small river to cherish the memory of Brother Long and Huowa, and then did not stay any longer, and asked Wang Tiejun, the public affairs specialist of Maojin Office, to help make a decision. I bought the plane ticket and returned to Nanfang City. Because in two days, my father will be transferred to another hospital.