I understand what Dachun means, this time it is just killing the chicken to scare the monkeys.
After experiencing so much, especially the incident on Qinglong Mountain, I knew exactly what was going on in my mind.
Not to mention the knowledge about Kanyu and talismans, just the locations of those cut off dragon veins are coveted by many people.
There must be many people staring at us like all kinds of things.
All kinds of things are the chicken.
We want to kill the chicken to show the monkey.
All in all, starting from Liu Fei’s WeChat account, I have been led by others.
This is the first time we have taken the initiative.
There are various dens in the southern suburbs.
It is a large funeral supplies wholesale store with a two-story facade in the front and a warehouse in the back.
According to Zhao Peng, they have developed in various ways in the past two decades, relying on eating the dead.
They cannot squeeze into first- and second-tier big cities, so they focus on third- and fourth-tier small cities or counties.
Especially in the past few years, I have made a lot of money, and my thoughts have become bigger, and I can’t recognize who I am anymore.
It was already ten o'clock when we arrived.
From the outside, the store was closed and it was impossible to see what was inside.
Zhao Peng said that the last time he cooperated with the Japanese, there were heavy casualties, and more old guys died.
Yi Men Jin Liu Yishou and Qi Men Tiao Jiang Ping are the biggest winners.
As for her and the fourth child, she said they were marginalized people who were responsible for the dirty work inside the door.
"You saw it last time on the mountain" Seeing me looking at her, Zhao Peng explained.
I'm a little surprised that Zhao Peng has changed a bit, so this will be a question-and-answer session.
"I don't want to die here" She dismissed Dachun and I's doubts with just this sentence.
Under normal circumstances, Liu Yishou and Jiang Ping would guard the store.
To prevent an accident, the poisoned man arrived here half a month ago.
As for the man's name, Zhao Peng said she never knew, except that Liu Yishou and the others called him Mr.
An.
"By the way, Mr.
An is probably not here," Zhao Peng thought for a while and said.
"It's okay, with these pair of yin and yang Gu around, sooner or later we can find the one named An."
Dachun shook the cup, and the two Gu worms inside were intertwined and kept intercourse.
Zhao Peng remained silent again, silent as to what he was thinking.
I took a breath quietly.
This is our first time to take the initiative.
With Dachun, a humanoid weapon, there should be no problem.
Face to face, another sudden attack, coupled with my talisman and the use of civil and military skills, we have the greatest certainty.
At twelve o'clock sharp, Zhao Peng nodded, indicating that he could get off the car.
This point.
This is when Qimen Diao Jiang Ping is at his lowest alert.
He makes paper figurines for an hour every night at this time.
And Liu Yishou, this will be his tea tasting time.
A few of us got out of the car, carefully avoiding the surveillance camera, and walked to the door from the side.
Zhao Peng took out a handkerchief from his bag and stuffed it through the crack in the door.
Although I didn’t see the style of this handkerchief clearly, the smell emanating from it, coupled with the Yin Qi attached to it, I could already guess what it was.
This handkerchief was made of human skin.
After waiting for nearly two minutes, Zhao Peng nodded and said it was okay, the monitoring was solved.
We opened the door and walked in.
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Rows of wreaths and paper figures were placed in the store, which gave people a gloomy feeling.
Especially those paper figures, I always feel like they are staring at me and monitoring me.
"It's okay, there are no ghosts up there."
In the end, Ruohan comforted me.
I was finally relieved.
However, I found that Zhao Peng was in a bad state since entering.
She seemed to be very excited, and so was the fourth child.
Walk through the front facade and open the back door.
In the backyard is a row of bungalows with warehouses and rooms.
Zhao Peng pointed to the only bright room and said, "That belongs to Jiang Ping.
He is making paper figures."
"Do you know why Jiang Ping likes paper figures so much?"
Zhao Peng suddenly turned around and asked us.
Her state became even more strange, looking a little dazed and even more excited.
"Because he wants to resurrect his daughter.
He believes that as long as he can make a paper doll that is exactly the same as his daughter, his daughter will be resurrected.
You think this is ridiculous or not.
Even if she is Even if she is alive, she is no longer his daughter."
Zhao Peng didn't care about us at all.
Ask and answer your own questions there.
After talking about Jiang Ping, she pointed to the room on the far left and said softly: "That room belongs to Liu Yishou.
He is the most timid one and the one who is most afraid of death."
Finished.
Zhao Peng walked out of the back door and walked straight towards Jiang Ping's room, while the fourth child ran towards Liu Yishou's room.
"Don't worry, last time at the mountain villa, basically all the good guys at the door were dead.
Speaking of which, those Japanese really cleared the way for us."
As Zhao Peng walked, she waved a human skin handkerchief.
Wisps of yin energy escaped from her body.
I could clearly see that there was a resentful soul crying on her body.
The strange thing is that these resentful spirits not only did not drive her into madness, but made her even more excited.
I really can't understand how she did it.
When I walked to the middle of the yard.
Two paper figures came out of the corner and stopped in front of us, their eyes flashing.
In the room, Jiang Ping also raised his head at the same time, with a strange smile on his lips, as if he was not surprised by our arrival.
He stood up and walked out, and there was something indescribably weird about his whole body.
At the other end, Liu Yishou also came out.
He was holding a tea cup, but his expression was a little strange.
Dachun and I looked at each other.
Tonight, everything here was weird.
They didn't look like there was an ambush, but more like they were explaining the funeral arrangements.
"Zhao Peng, how many years have we worked together?"
Jiang Ping's face softened a lot.
He felt like he was talking about home.
"More than fifty years," Zhao Peng was silent for a moment and replied tremblingly.
"Has it been more than fifty years?"
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Liu Yishou also came over, but his body was shaking all the time, as if he was very scared.
"We are not at a loss in this life.
We have done bad things for most of our lives.
It is normal to end up like this."
Jiang Ping still had the same calm tone, and the gloomy energy in his body was completely gone.
The more he behaves like this, the more I feel something is wrong.
Why does this sound like a final farewell?
Dachun also felt it and looked at these people with suspicion.
Subconsciously, he clenched the iron sword in his hand.
"I've been making paper figurines all my life.
Actually, I just want to resurrect my daughter.
It's okay to die like this now.
She will die cleanly."
Jiang Ping was still talking calmly, but the corners of his eyes seemed to be cracked, and something seemed to be crawling out from inside.
"I don't want to die.
I haven't lived enough.
I haven't done anything wrong.
At most, I just deceived more people.
There is no blood on my hands."
Compared to Jiang Ping's calmness.
Liu Yishou seemed to still want to struggle, but I could see blood dripping from his ears.
Even if you are stupid, you can see that we have caught up.
Even if we don't come, they won't survive tonight.
They are dead.
"Old Liu, you are worthy enough after living for so many years.
There are many people who were deceived by you into bankrupting their lives and committing suicide.
Let us die together.
You are worthy enough."
Jiang Ping still had that calm attitude, but his face was already in pain.
And ferocious.
"There's no blood on my hands.
I don't deserve to die.
I don't deserve to die.
It's you who deserve to die.
You've been tearing away people's hearts in order to resurrect your daughter over the years.
The most damning thing is you."
Liu Yishou roared, but he still couldn't stop the blood from flowing out.
His ears, nostrils, and eyes gushed outward.
"What's going on, what's going on?"
Zhao Peng shouted in a high voice.
The fourth child stayed by her side in silence, not knowing what he was thinking.
I noticed that his body was trembling slightly, just like the last time Zhao Peng tortured him in the secret room, he was enduring pain.
"My time has come.
Those who dig out people's hearts will always dig them out, and they will die well."
Jiang Ping raised his head, his tone suddenly became heavier, and he suddenly knelt on the ground.
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There was a popping sound in his chest, as if something had pierced his heart from the inside.
Both Jiang Ping and Liu Yi were bewitched.
This is a trial for them both.
That Mr.
An is showing it to us.
Next, will it be Zhao Peng and Lao Si: