MTL - Every World Seems Not Quite Right (Quick Transmigration)-Chapter 17 Tian Shi Ling Wen Wen 5

Song Dao feels yin in the back lane, and it is obvious that the ghosts that **** the yang are not simple, at least the old ghosts of more than 100 years.

“There is no sunshine in this place. Many ghosts like this place with heavy yin.” Song Dao pointed to the back door of the bar that had been blocked: “The back door of this bar should always be reserved for those looking for special services. ""

"Then we directly look for such a person with a little traffic, and a relatively dark place to wait for the rabbit?" This band is a bar street, like this place with a back lane should be quite a lot.

"This place has attracted attention." Song Dao shook his head. As long as the ghosts were not stupid, they knew that their actions would lead to the Heavenly Master. It could not appear here again.

However, sometimes the face is also embarrassing, the ghosts who dare to take all the yang are tight, and will not stay in one place for a long time, but they have a brain that is not a special aura, but also feels this place. Very suitable for practice...

"Ah..." Song Dao and Shao Qian vaguely heard the screams. The two men almost consciously ran in that direction. Shao Qian had no weight after all, and he could walk straight in speed. He was a lot faster. Anxious to leave the screaming behind the Song Dynasty Road is ignored. Just waiting for him to rush to the place, only to see the blood on the ground, did not see the body or ghosts. But the smoldering gas left in this place is what makes Qian Qian feel familiar.

"I won't leave me next time." Song Dao took Shao Qiang in his arms, and God knew that when he saw the back of the doll, he couldn't hide his panic. Suddenly, the anger and panic seemed to take him. Drowning in general, let him call him to catch him back.

"You are too tight." Don't think that the ghost doesn't know if it hurts.

"Let me hold for a while." Song Dao buried his head in Shao Qian's neck. He was really worried that one day his doll would disappear and he would never find him. Only by holding him in his arms will he be reassured.

Shao Qian’s body was a bit stiff. After a while, he raised his arm and shot it on the shoulders of Song Dao: "We are not here to play."

Do you still remember what you are doing? There is time to say that the ghost has long since escaped.

Song Dao's slightly licking his lips slid gently over Shao Qian's neck. He secretly slammed the mouth of Bazaar. The cool skin of the doll was just like the feeling of holding a porcelain doll.

Oh, who has seen the ghost is hot?

Song Daoli's income of the remaining part of the place's haze, put it on the compass, the compass pointer quickly turned a few laps and then slowly pointed to a place.

"Let's go." Song Dao took Shao Qian with his hand and followed the compass. This place is not far from the bar street. This place belongs to the development stage, and the building is also polarized. The bar street is basically an old house alley, but now Shao Qian and Song Dao It is an apartment building.

“Have it gone here?” Shao Qian frowned at several tall buildings that didn’t have a few lights: “This place is less popular, and it’s not surprising that the ghosts will run here.”

When Song Dao saw this neighborhood, his face was cold. Is this place not the original residence of Master?

"Let's go." Song Dao led Shao Qian to directly retreat into the iron gate of the community. The security guard who was holding the mobile phone in the duty room saw the small door of the iron gate opened and closed again, but did not see anyone coming in. Suddenly I felt a little cold in my body, and I read a few words in the heart of Amitabha to comfort myself.

Song Dao took the compass and walked forward. At the end of the day, he didn't even have to look at the compass. He went straight to the place where the master lived. It is best not to let him discover the relationship between Lin Biao and the ghosts, or else don't blame him. Do not follow Master’s entrustment.

Song Dao opened the door and went in. There was no other ghost in the room except for a corpse. Song Dao saw that the situation suddenly felt a little bad. He suddenly put Shao Qian in the income, and then hid the paper in the room. Behind Zhongguan Erye, and then take the hidden character on his body. Shao Qian was shocked when he was in the middle of the income, and then he felt a sigh of anger.

"Song Dao, I didn't expect you to care about human life." Song Daogang heard Shao Qian's footsteps when he hid it. He seems to ignore the living room corpse and usually go to the sofa and sit down: "You changed your clothes, yes, smart."

Song Dao's tracer sticks to Lin Biao's trousers, which is a small bit, but he didn't expect him to become smarter. He actually knew that changing clothes was confusing.

"Hey, I see how long you can be proud of it." Lin Biao proudly smiled: "Now that you are killing people with evidence, you are still in prison to reflect on introspection."

Song Dao sat on the sofa and licked his nose: "Oh, I am so scared."

This is a little disdainful, do you say that you are afraid? Song Dao’s move really took Lin’s temper, and he pointed to Song Dao’s opening: “You are not going to grab him any more quickly.”

Several people who followed Lin Biao had previously dealt with Song Dao, and several of them were considered acquaintances. One of them hesitated for a moment and tangled: "I think Mr. Song is not such a person."

Who will be stupid enough to kill people in the open door, but also deliberately stay here to wait for this person to catch? He has seen the means of Mr. Song, as long as he does not want people to see, how can these people see him here?

"Where there is so much nonsense." Lin Biao yelled at the person who opened the door: "Even if he is not a murderer, it is also a suspect. What is wrong with taking him away?"

"Lin Biao, are you afraid of being reconciled with the devil?" Song Dao stood up and walked to Lin Biao and sneered: "You really give Master a long face."

"You don't deserve to mention me." Lin Biao heard this face slightly awkward: "I see the person who colluded with the devil is you. Hand over everything on you."

"Wang police officer, please help me keep the backpack." Song Dao handed the backpack on his shoulder to the police officer who spoke. After the person took it, he nodded and thanked him: "Thank you for the police officer. It is only twenty-four hours to assist the investigation." At this point, Song can still afford it."

"I am afraid that if you go in, you will not be able to come out." Lin Biao's yin and yang strange mouth: "I don't ask for bail when I arrive."

Song Dao’s words are not to be heard by Lin Biao, but to Shao Qian’s behind Guan Erye. After he left, the paper that trapped the doll would fail. He said nothing more than telling Shao Qian to let him go first. Go home and wait for him.

"Wang police officer please." Song Daoli did not care about Lin Biao's smile on the police officer Wang surname.

"Hey, don't you wear handcuffs?" The little policeman who had just come down from the police school looked at Song Dao, who was walking in front of him, and hurriedly asked, "Is this not afraid of him running?"

"You know a fart." The police officer Wang surnamed Song Dao's backpack: "I will see Mr. Song politely in the future. Although I don't want to deal with Mr. Song, I don't want to be evil."

"Oh." The little policeman did not agree with the sound of the mouth. It was a feudal superstition. Can you really have a ghost? A group of people scare themselves to be the same as they are.

"Let people inform the forensic doctor, the autopsy brought back to the mortuary." Wang surnamed the police officer only looked at the cold and felt cold, not that the ghosts would not come out during the day? How can this life be born when the sun is poisonous at noon?

"You go first, I will give the father a fragrant incense." Lin Biao proudly looked at Song Dao: "Song Dao, you have been expelled from the division today, and don't say that you are my apprentice."

"I remember that I had already evicted myself from the division." Song Dao laughed: "I don't think you can't do it. Even the brain doesn't shine. Lin Biao advises you that a natural retribution is uncomfortable. People are watching the day, beware of retribution. You can't resist when you come."

"Or worry about yourself first." Lin Biao snorted. His Song Dao is not very powerful? Still not sent to prison by him? At this point, I dared to yell at this point. After I got to the prison, I didn’t want to kill him.

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