Outside the cloudy supply station No. 4, two men in black gowns looked around, one of the fat men holding a compass said, "It should be nearby."

"Then hurry up. If it thunders, it's over!" Another tall and thin man took out a bunch of antique magic weapon-style gadgets from his bag and began to prepare.

"Didn't you look at the weather forecast? This is not a thunderstorm." The fat man held the compass and began to find his place.

"These things are sometimes unreliable." The tall and thin man took out a porcelain bottle, unscrewed the cork, waved his hand and sprinkled it, and the powder in the bottle dissipated like fog.

The tall and thin copper bell shook with the other hand, and a wonderful scene happened as the crisp ringtone rang.

I saw that the powder that was spilled seemed to be pulled and began to circle around the copper bell, never dissipating.

"Here." The fat man pointed his toes on the ground.

The tall and thin arms waved, and the powder chased with the sound of the bell. When the tall and thin arms stopped, the ringtone also stopped abruptly, but the powder did not stop. It passed through the bell and flew towards the fat man's toes.

The fat man held his feet and the powder was drawn into a mysterious array diagram at the foot of the fat man before him.

At the same time, the tall and thin man threw a doll to the fat man and began to mutter: "Where are wandering souls remaining? Three souls are coming, the spirit is coming, Ning Ying, Ning Ying, the soul is back..."

Every time he recited, the wind around him became louder, but he could not blow away the powder that had turned into a pattern on the ground and divided it.

The fat man placed the doll in the picture, held the compass and frowned his eyebrows to check it out.

When the cold wind blew the two men's long gowns, as the tall and thin spell stopped, the bell in their hands kept stopping, but the other hand reached into the cloth bag, grabbed a handful of colorful paper flags, threw them into the air, and shook their fingers to the east and said, "Seal!"

A small paper flag immediately ejected away like an arrow, steadily lying on the ramp to the east.

"Kan position, seal!" The tall and thin man pointed another finger, and a small red paper flag flew straight to the asphalt road? The flagpole like a bamboo stick seemed to be stuck on tofu? It pierced the asphalt and the cement below.

"Hey, what are you doing? Here..." Suddenly? A guard walked out of the supply station? Before he could cross the threshold, as the fat man glanced coldly, the guard's voice stopped abruptly, and his expression turned back with a dull expression.

"Stop again!"

The tall and thin man shouted again, and the last small flag flew out, but it was on a piece of loess that was harder than the asphalt cement road? He was defeated!

Not only did the Xuanqing small paper flag not pierce into the loess? Even the flagpole was broken!

The two were stunned, and they could see something wrong from each other's eyes when they looked at each other.

"It's because she's afraid, she's afraid!" The tall and thin face said with an ugly look.

"We are all here, what else are you afraid of with the niece Ning?" The fat man said in confusion.

"Maybe I'm still afraid of the person who killed her!" The tall and thin man said, and suddenly took out a golden flag from the cloth bag. His two fingers were pressed and projected it out. This time, no surprise, the small flag steadily penetrated into the loess.

"Sorry, Niece Ning, I know you are afraid, but in order to resurrect you, I can only endure it for a while!"

Thinking of this, the tall and thin man pinched his marks with his hands and roared angrily: "Ning Ying is back!"

In the area surrounded by the flagpole, a gust of cold wind that was even more bone-free than the cold wind appeared out of thin air, almost as if it had turned into substance, and the black air visible to the naked eye hovered into a ball, looking at the doll in the array.

After a moment, the cold wind disappeared. The fat man grabbed the doll, put it into a one-shoulder cloth bag, and said to the tall and thin man: "Let's go, your body is not here."

The tall and thin guy cleaned up and left with the fat guy.

One hour later.

Crematorium outside Ming City.

The fat man stood at the counter and just told the characteristics of the body that needed to be claimed. The receptionist was stunned. At the same time, several casual men in the hall stood up at the same time and walked quickly towards the fat and thin two.

"Two..." The man in the lead just said, and suddenly there was a "bang!" and the glass in the hall burst instantly. Several casual men flew out of the broken window and rolled onto the outside floor. However, for a moment, they stood up as if nothing had happened.

The man in charge patted the broken glass and dust on his body and grinned, "It seems that you don't want to talk anymore!"

"Go, leave it to me here." The tall and thin man stood at the door, took out four bottles from the cloth bag and clamped them between his five fingers, slowly pulled the bottle plugs with his other hand, turned his palms back, and let the five-color powder in the bottle fall to the ground.

"The five internal organs are scattered, but I didn't expect it to be an old witch. You can't deal with this guy. If you suck it a little, your five internal organs will be the surname of someone else. Go and catch the fat man." The leading man grinned and took out a copper-rusty military thorn from behind. The rest immediately scattered from left and right, rushing to the morgue of the crematorium.

"What an evil thing, I didn't expect you would use such evil things!" The tall and thin man sneered.

"There are only human evils, but there are no sword evils. If you can't control it, you will push the error to the weapon. Is there any difference between being a little bitch-licking a dog and not chasing a girl and not looking at him?"

“No difference.”

After the tall and thin man finished speaking, he raised his hand and the hall behind him seemed to be in the air, gushing out towards the door, blew the five-color pink into a five-color wind, attacking the man.

However, the next moment, the tall and thin man's face changed, and his raised hands suddenly turned into a blocking position. The next moment, with a "sloppy" sound, sparks burst, the cuffs of the tall and thin man's long gown were torn apart, and a short black stick of more than a foot long was exposed, and on the short stick, the Pojun Bad was suddenly held.

In an instant, the military spear suddenly disappeared, and the tall and thin ones immediately shook their arms, and sparks kept flashing in front of them, but they could not see the figure of the man. Only the military spear kept flashing and the tall and thin ones retreating continuously.

"The reaction is very fast. When did the old witch also practice martial arts?" The man sarcastically said, and his figure immediately appeared on the right side of the tall and thin black stick. He stabbed it. While cutting off the tall and thin black short stick, he also cut off the hem of his black shirt.

While the tall and thin man dodged sideways, the man had already jumped back, but his hands quickly slashed at the man with his broken short stick.

Unexpectedly, the man did not dodge or dodge. He shook his head and used his forehead to knock a broken short stick away. Regardless of the short stick hitting the shoulder, the army stabbed in his hand and turned into a reverse grip of the knife. Then he stepped on the ground and suddenly rushed to the front of the tall and thin person. His straight arm hit the tall and thin person's bowed waist. The hilt of the knife hit the dantian with a rapid blow. With a "bang", the tall and thin person's jumping back suddenly shattered the wall like a shell and rolled to the outdoors.

"Hmm? It feels wrong." The man sneered, and was about to rush out to subdue the tall and thin man, but he saw a five-colored wind coming back outside the door. This time it came very fiercely, as if there were many sharp fragments in it. In a moment, the man's clothes were cut into a large area.

However, the man still ignored it and rushed out of the broken wall, and saw the tall and thin man running away with his abdomen.

Look at him chasing him out, the tall and thin waved, and another five-colored wind swept towards the man.

This time, there were many bricks mixed in the five-colored wind, which hit the man one by one and turned into stone powder. Even a tree next to him was shattered by a whirlwind in an instant. Even so, it could not hurt the man at all, but it could cover his vision tightly.

"It's really troublesome. I'd have known that I should have stabbed you just now."

Soon after, the strong wind dissipated, and the man, who was already in a state of nowhere, returned to the hall speechlessly, tore off a broken curtain and rolled it on his body.

In this case, a man ran back from the morgue and reported: "Boss, the person ran away."

"Where is the corpse?" the leading man asked frowned.

"Here, but before he left, he understood some of his hands and feet, and seemed to have stuffed something into the mouth of the female corpse."

"Stuff stuff! Go and take a look."

The leading man came to the morgue in confusion and saw the female corpse with a white cloth lifted away lying smoothly on the cold metal bed.

The leading man walked over and pinched the frozen face of the female corpse, and a trace of red light suddenly shone out from the female corpse's mouth.

The man immediately let go and frowned and said, "Blood Yang Warm!"

"What?" the others asked curiously.

"If I guess correctly, this girl's soul should be restored! She will be resurrected soon."

"What! There is such a thing!"

"It's nothing strange. This girl died strangely. According to the ancestors, she lost her soul, but unlike ordinary souls, many people are frightened and lost their souls, but they are just one soul, one soul, two or three souls. In that case, people are still alive, but either a fool or a madman, and the serious one is a vegetable. However, this girl has three souls and seven spirits, which leads to no vitality in the body, but no skin trauma."

"Aren't those snipers the same? Is it because this girl is important to save her?" One person said in confusion.

"Nonsense, but it's still different. Those snipers are really helpless. The girl's soul ran out of her body intact. Because her cultivation is insufficient, it's daytime, so it's not difficult to recruit as long as she knows the soul-summoning technique, while the four snipers' souls are broken up. In this case, ordinary soul-summoning technique cannot be redirected at all. It requires a very powerful soul-summoning technique, and it must be in line with the environment, layout the overall situation, and set up a soul-summoning oath. In short, it is very complicated and easy to recruit gods. Not a crucial person, who will save it?"

"I was broken up! I didn't see them hurt!"

"If you can't see it, I won't see it. I just don't want to say that the cause of their death was all caused by the extreme suppression of true energy, which penetrated into the eyebrows and destroyed the spiritual platform. The wound was smaller than the pores, and of course I couldn't see it. This technique was impossible for the ancestors to do, so don't spread it randomly. Before you find out whether this person is an enemy or a friend, you will be very likely to be killed!"

Several people looked back at the bodies of the four snipers and couldn't help swallowing.

The ability to quietly inject true energy into the human body has a wound smaller than the pores, which means that as long as he is willing, he can take human life invisibly anytime, anywhere!

How can I mess with this?

Even if they have the cultivation strength of the boss, they are a little afraid of it, and they dare not act without permission.

"What should she do?"

Everyone looked at the female corpse.
Chapter completed!