Chapter 88: Following orders

Lai Yun didn't say anything else. He just stood there quietly, looking at Shen Qingze strangely.

Shen Qingze was just about to tell the little ghost something else, but he saw Lai Yun standing there staring at him with a strange look in his eyes.

"What's wrong with Doctor Lai? Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Lai Yun was unmoved, but gradually turned his eyes to the little ghost behind him, and suddenly chuckled,

"Qing Ze, why does this little devil listen to you so much?"

Shen Qing was playing with the copper coins between his fingers. He felt that something was wrong with Lai Yun.

"It doesn't matter if you don't listen or not, just refine it."

Before Lai Yun could respond, the little ghost beside his legs raised his head in confusion.

Lai Yun's mouth corners slightly raised.

"Then may I ask the master for advice?"

Shen Qing continued to play with the coin in his hand, but he moved it around his fingertips faster.

"What do you want to teach me?"

"How to refine ghosts"

The little ghost suddenly pulled Shen Qingze's trouser leg eagerly, and pointed at Lai Yun with a whimper.

“There’s nothing to teach”

“Is it difficult to teach, or do you just not want to teach?”

Lai Yun's tone was tinged with arrogance, and she seemed to care a lot about this matter.

Shen Qingze's eyes were slightly cold, and he was not in a hurry to answer her, letting "Lai Yun" on the opposite side chatter on.

The woman's voice was three degrees higher than usual, and her nails scraped the edge of her sleeves, making a slight sound.

"What secret technique did you use to subdue this little devil last time?"

"Actually, I'm here to investigate a case. Similar evil spirits are also appearing in new cases at the police station..."

He lowered his eyes to hide the cold light in his eyes, and the Taotie pattern on the copper coin glowed faintly.

He remained silent and continued to let Lai Yun ask questions like a one-man show.

When "Lai Yun" brought up the details of the case for the fifth time, he suddenly chuckled, his voice colder than the raindrops on the eaves.

"When did Ms. Lai become so interested in Xuanmen Taoism? Last month you said these were all feudal superstitions."

"Ah, that was because I didn't have much knowledge back then. Now I want to learn more."

“Poor acting!”

The woman's pupils suddenly shrank, and her figure suddenly retreated backwards.

Shen Qingze turned her wrist, and the copper coin flew out of her hand in an instant, along with a fierce gust of wind. The cinnabar talisman fluttered out like a butterfly, and a faint blue flame ignited on the edge of the talisman, sticking directly to her forehead.

A shrill scream pierced the air, and black mist poured out from Lai Yun's seven orifices, transforming into a green-faced, fang-toothed evil ghost.

"It is indeed a possession technique."

Shen Qing lightly tapped his toes and used his protective sword to deflect the ghost claws that were coming towards him.

At this moment, the sound of cloth rubbing came from the alley, and a man in a black robe stepped out from the shadows. His face under the hood was hidden in the shadows, and the silver bell in his hand played a soul-stirring tune.

"Oh my, my beauty, don't worry. I only have this one possessed ghost. If you kill him, you have to compensate me."

Driven by the bell, the evil ghost's yin energy increased threefold.

Shen Qing bit his fingertip, and blood dripped onto the talisman, which exploded with a golden glow.

"You've come just in time. I want to see what tricks you, the mastermind behind this, can play!"

I didn’t expect the man in black robe could actually chase us to the world of the living!

He dared to come to the police station to cause trouble so brazenly. It seems he came prepared.

The black-robed man retracted the copper bell, and the savage evil spirit suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into his sleeve.

Shen Qingze was about to chase him, but he saw the other party's figure floating strangely against the wall, and his fingertips deliberately hooked his neck when they brushed against his neck.

"The little beauty has good skills, but unfortunately she is too unromantic. Your name is Shen Qingze, right?"

"none of your business"

The protective sword barely brushed past the hem of the black robe, and Shen Qing took a half step back, the tip of the sword flashing with lightning.

"Fight if you want!"

Before he finished speaking, the man in black robe suddenly stepped forward, and pressed his cold palm directly on his waist. A rune flashed on his palm.

"We haven't settled our accounts in the underworld yet~"

Shen Qingze's spiritual power was like a drop in the ocean, and his face turned pale instantly.

"What did you do to me?"

"It's just a small restriction."

The black-robed man tilted his head and chuckled, his voice filled with a hoarse smile.

"The name, the figure, the face, and the hot temper, I like it very much~",

"It would be great if you were willing to obey me~".

Her fingertips moved along his waist to his back.

"How about it? I won't treat you unfairly~"

"Do you think you're making a wish on a shooting star? If you keep touching me...!"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Qing felt the black-robed man's hand slide along his waistline to his buttocks and pinched it lightly.

“Good feel~”

"What is your purpose..."

Shen Qing resisted the urge to turn his head away and asked in a low voice with anger,

"The Lord said that we must prevent you from investigating further, otherwise it will ruin our perfect plan."

"What are your plans?"

The black-robed man smiled gently, and his fingertips brushed past Shen Qingze's legs.

"Don't ask me that. You can't defeat the master, so you'd better be smart and stop interfering."

After saying this, without waiting for Shen Qingze's response, he looked at Shen Qingze for a few times and suddenly muttered in a low voice,

"Xiao Ye's new lover is so cool, I'm so envious~"

Xiao Ye!? Are you talking about Ye Xiang and Xiao Qihao?!

Shen Qingze's eyes suddenly widened with anger, he bit his tongue and sprayed out blood mist to dispel the runes, and threw out three soul-driving talismans with his backhand.

"If you want to fight, fight me seriously!"

The black-robed man dodged lightly, his sleeve brushing past his burning ears.

"How boring would it be if we fought seriously?"

Shen Qing pointed his sword at the opponent's throat.

"What on earth are you trying to cover up?!"

The black-robed man suddenly stopped, revealing half of his pale face from under his hood, and licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his scarlet tongue.

"I am only following orders - on behalf of my master..."

Before he finished speaking, the black fog suddenly surged, and Shen Qing swung his sword and chopped, only cutting off a few pieces of the torn black robe.

"See you later, my pretty girl. Also, my name is Renly, nice to meet you."

The black-robed man's voice floated in the air until it dissipated.

When the fog cleared, only half-burned green ash remained on the ground, with green smoke sizzling in the puddles.

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Shen Qing held the unconscious Lai Yun in his arms and checked her breath.

Fortunately, I just fainted.

The fog in the alley had not yet dissipated. He stared at the burnt gray marks on the ground. The words of the black-robed man, "On behalf of the master," lingered in his ears.

The black-robed man's methods were even more sinister than he had imagined.

Ordinary people usually use spells or exorcism to possess and take away souls. The ghost that possessed the man in black seemed to have been refined by him and had no main consciousness.

When Lai Yun was possessed, it seemed that it was not the ghost's consciousness, but a direct connection to Renly himself through the possessing ghost.

Such a profound Taoism, how powerful is his master...

It's simply unimaginable.

Lanli and Ye Xiang are in the same group, and according to him, he has already met Xiao Qihao.

Then it is very likely that Xiao Qihao has been taken back to their base camp by him!

Shen Qing unconsciously stroked the pattern of the protective sword with his fingertips.

He vaguely felt that the undercurrent behind this case was far deeper than he had imagined.