The indescribable Taoist Lord

"That's all, I'm not teasing you, it's true..." Zhang Qinghe smiled sincerely.

He had used too many formulaic smiles these days, and it was only when he met this little baby that he was relieved of the burden.

I can't say that those smiles are fake, I can only say that he is happier when he smiles like this.

He caught a glimpse of Zhang Leyao's tense expression relaxing.

"Why don't you thank me a lot, uncle?"

It's a little cute that the girl pretends to be a grown-up parent.

"Thank you uncle!"

Zhang Yuan jumped up, causing Zhang Qinghe to rub him again.

"I'll come find you then." Zhang Qinghe said softly.

Seeing the two of them saying goodbye, Zhang Leyao led Zhang Yuan to the main palace. Zhang Qinghe shook his head, thinking that having breakfast would be a life full of twists and turns.

It can be seen that it is not easy to have food.

The practitioner has sharp ears and eyes, and he smiled knowingly when he heard the conversation between the two.

"Auntie, you were so mean just now..."

"Be good, I will buy you some sweets later. Your uncle is a noble man in the house. If I don't hold you back, your grandfather will hang you up and whip you..."

Different from Zhang Qinghe's curiosity and enthusiasm for breakfast, the ladies and gentlemen in the house, the guests from far away, and even the offerings were all silently busy with their own affairs after washing, and they would definitely not care about such irrelevant matters. Urgent trivia.

So in the morning, the servants and maids in the house are about to get busy.

The maid delivering food knocked on Zhang Leyao's door for a long time.

"Miss?"

There was no reply for a long time, so he pushed it open cautiously, but there was no one inside.

She estimated the day and thought she might have something to do, so she turned around and went to the side room to deliver meals to the worshipers.

Since the worshipers are practicing practitioners, they naturally don't need to eat food frequently, but there are inevitably adults who are keen on food. Besides, whether they need it or not, and whether you give it to them or not, are two different things.

The maid knocked on the door, but there was still no response, with a frown on her tired and sallow face... Suddenly, she sniffed in confusion with her nose, panicked, and pushed the door open with trembling hands.

--"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

A high-pitched and terrifying sound resounded over Zhang Mansion.

Zhang Qinghe didn't expect such a coincidence.

I originally thought it was a chance encounter with those two people, and at most I went to order a set of spiritual weapon robes for the little boy before I left, but within a short while, I met them again.

This time there was only Zhang Leyao, not Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Qinghe felt a little explosive. Breakfast was such an important event in life, but he didn't eat it after all.

The bad guys came to the city and went straight to the Zhang family.

This originally had nothing to do with Zhang Qinghe.

It was said that the person they were originally looking for was Zhang Leyao - she was the girl who fled into the city along with the surviving offerings.

But now... the situation has become more serious again.

Just when the bad guys arrived, something big happened to the Zhang family.

This morning when the boy went to deliver food, he discovered a murder - four Dharma ministers who survived the demon attack died last night, which was very tragic.

Yes, like Zhang Qinghe, they didn't take a bite of hot food.

There were no signs of fighting, the doors and windows were closed, and even the spiritual lanterns were still on. It was as peaceful as any night before ancestor worship in previous years.

But it happened that each of these worshipers died in their own rooms. They were not injured to the point of being unable to resist, which was strange.

Scattered pieces of flesh and blood were scattered around the room, and the scattered white bones showed traces of being eaten away by something, like insect infestations or bites. Even the roof had scratches from some kind of wild beast. Just looking at the traces made one feel ferocious and terrifying.

Let’s have dinner...

Zhang Qinghe was in a trance the moment he approached the scene, and his heart became solemn, again related to those things.

After seeing a lot, vomiting a lot, and feeling dizzy a lot, he had an endurance beyond ordinary people. At most, it was like drinking two ounces of fake wine.

Will it be the result of the Five Plagues?

But all the delinquents in Chiyi have come to an end, does he dare?

That's right... Zhang Qinghe was also brought to the scene. The reason was that he returned to Zhang's house in disgrace and embarrassment when the crime occurred yesterday, and even took a shower.

I'm so unjust... It's like thunder on a dry day, snow in June, my blood splattered three feet on the white silk, and it didn't even hit the ground... I'm so unjust...

Zhang Qinghe looked forward to meeting the bad guy, but he didn't expect to form a relationship under such circumstances.

But the bad guys didn't regard him as a major suspect. The first person they interrogated was Zhang Leyao.

The five plain-clothed delinquents each performed their own duties, including writing, collecting evidence, recording, inferring, and investigating... Zhang Qinghe saw an extremely mature division of labor in this team, which was amazing. As for the red-clothed delinquent, he was the core of the team.

——Can fight.

He was wearing a red robe, a long hooked nose, and a pair of sharp eyes that seemed to be able to pierce people's hearts.

While several people in Suyi were busy working, he learned the whole story from Zhang Leyao.

"At that time...the chariot was coming to Lantian, but the demon horse suddenly stopped moving no matter what. Then, there was black mist, and wisps of black mist spread between the mountains...that thing appeared, What kind of monster? It doesn't look like a monster at all, but I can't understand what it is at all. It carries great terror, it is the source of chaos, and it is the terror itself..."

As he spoke, Zhang Leyao's emotions actually got a little out of control, his face became visibly pale, and his body trembled constantly.

Chi Yibao was not surprised, but looked at her calmly with a confident look.

He silently motioned to the female Su Yi who was in charge of writing records to come forward and use her spiritual energy to examine Zhang Leyao's body.

Su Yibao shook his head at him.

After thinking for a while, he spoke...

"May I ask what kind of protective gear Miss Le Yao has on her?"

"Oh, yes. Before I went on the road, my father gave me a ring, saying it could protect me." Zhang Leyao showed the ring in panic, and the word "Suppressing Demons" came into the picture of Zhang Qinghe and Chiyi Badan. Eye.

"Miss Le Yao's father is actually a member of the Shenxia Demon Suppressing Army... Tsk, tsk, this is rare in the Immortal Tang Dynasty."

Chiyi's bad tone was a little narrow, and his eyes were quite playful.

"I'm making you laugh. My grandfather was a captain in the Shenxia Demon Suppression Army. When my father married my mother, he shamelessly cleared the way through the Ministry of Civil Affairs and went to Shenxia to develop."

The red-clothed bad guy stared at Zhang Leyao for more than ten seconds, and the atmosphere seemed to be stagnant, but he suddenly smiled, which made Zhang Qinghe relax.

Even he, a spectator, was under great psychological pressure from the powerful people who returned to Tibet, and Zhang Leyao could imagine that.

"Ha, since you have the iron ring of the Demon Suppressing Army... that makes sense, but I still advise Miss Le Yao, the moon in Shenxia is not necessarily as round as the fairy Tang..."

"Haha, adults are joking. The moon hangs in the sky, no matter where it is, it looks the same." Zhang Leyao didn't know whether to agree or refute.

Zhang Qinghe was looking excited, and the delinquent in red turned his head...