Police officer Xiao Zhao smiled wryly upon hearing this: "Didn't you yourself say that you're used to it and nothing surprises you?"
"To be honest, our entire department, from the province to the city, knows that this is strange."
"And it's said that a very important person specifically instructed our immediate supervisor, the very top supervisor."
At this point, Xiao Zhao pointed in the direction of the capital.
"Tell our boss twelve words: Don't be surprised by the common occurrence, do your best, and know when to stop."
"If it weren't for this, with such frequent murders, we would have all been disciplined and dismissed long ago!"
"Oh, I see." Zhao Youliang nodded, indicating that he understood.
At the same time, a thought involuntarily flashed through his mind:
The important person that Officer Zhao mentioned must be the gentleman who left last night.
Aside from Mr. Zhao, Zhao Youliang couldn't think of any other important figure who would pay attention to this inconspicuous town.
The new crime scene was more than 20 miles from the town, so the police arrived quickly.
After Zhao Youliang was "escorted" off the car, he immediately saw the old Taoist priest with a compass looking for something.
At the same time, Moutai also saw Zhao Youliang and immediately walked over quickly.
"May the Heavenly Venerable grant you boundless blessings. I am troubled by this matter again today, young friend. Please forgive me."
The situation is beyond our control now, so even if Zhao Youliang wanted to blame someone, he wouldn't dare.
Moreover, living at the bottom of society, he never easily offended anyone.
Therefore, he immediately greeted him with a smile: "Master Dao, please don't be so polite. It's an honor for us to be able to help you and the country solve cases. Don't bother us!"
"Speak, what do you want me to do?"
Upon hearing Zhao Youliang's words, the old man from Maotai was filled with admiration.
"Young friend, you don't need to do anything. This humble Taoist only needs to lend you a wisp of your breath."
After saying that, he grabbed at Zhao Youliang in the air and then threw the so-called aura onto the compass.
"Now I record its true name so that people may know it: once the name of the ghost is known, evil will not dare to approach; if the name of the ghost is called three times, the ghosts and monsters will be destroyed, and both the ghosts in heaven and the ghosts on earth will be killed."
"All the ghosts have names. You know, call out the ghost's name three times, and all the ghosts will obey your command."
"Where is the perpetrator? Lead the way!"
After the incantation was completed, the compass needle began to spin wildly, eventually pointing quietly in one direction.
The old Taoist priest was overjoyed upon seeing this: "May the Heavenly Venerable grant boundless blessings! It really works!"
After saying that, he led the way in that direction, explaining to Zhao Youliang as they walked.
“Young friend, I suddenly remembered today that the murderer had your photo, so perhaps your scent still lingers on him.”
"That's why I invited you here, to use your aura to perform the Ghost-Finding Technique. I just tried it and it really works!"
Zhao Youliang smiled and nodded repeatedly: "If I can help you, Daoist Master, then my trip wasn't in vain."
"Um, I don't need to do anything, right?"
"If you have nothing else to do, I'll head back now!"
Zhao Youliang has a very clear understanding of his own position:
He's just an ordinary person trying to live and earn money to support his family.
I'm already doing well enough to take care of my family; I don't want to meddle in other people's business, and I've never thought about becoming a superhero who "saves the world."
Therefore, he naturally took the opportunity to slip away and quickly returned to town to deal with his own affairs.
Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest grabbed Zhao Youliang and said, "Young friend, you can't leave!"
"A breath is something that dissipates in an instant, and once it dissipates, I will have to borrow it from you again."
"So you must stay by my side until the real culprit is found."
Thus, Zhao Youliang had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue "working" despite the pressure.
Even though she was unhappy inside, she still wore a fawning smile on her face.
"Master Dao, if you ask me to stay, of course I must stay and help."
"But we agreed beforehand that I have to be back before dark; my shop..."
The Taoist priest, Maotai, was clearly aware of the strangeness of the paper-making shop and immediately nodded in understanding.
The two continued their search forward, one after the other, without letting the police follow them.
In the face of such paranormal events, ordinary people are simply unable to help, not even the police.
Unless they are special police officers from special departments, the kind equipped with "talisman guns and talisman bullets".
Here's a special explanation: "Talisman guns and talisman bullets" are products of the combination of Taoist magic and technology. To put it simply, Taoist masters have inscribed talismans on modern weapons.
However, it is extremely difficult to make, and only a true master can make it.
Therefore, the quantity is scarce, let alone mass production.
......
Following the compass's guidance, Zhao Youliang and the old Taoist priest from Maotai walked and stopped intermittently, and after half a day, they arrived at a remote mountain area rarely visited by people.
After overcoming numerous obstacles, Zhao Youliang was exhausted, while the old man from Maotai was still perfectly fine.
Zhao Youliang rested his hands on his knees, bent over, and kept panting.
"Hey, Master, how much further do we have to go?"
"If it's any farther, I'm afraid I won't be able to get back before dark!"
The old Taoist priest, with his brows furrowed, paced back and forth nearby, holding a compass.
After a moment, he answered Zhao Youliang, "It should be nearby. Let's look again!"
"If we still can't find it in half an hour, we'll go back and come back tomorrow!"
Persistence pays off: half an hour later, the compass finally guided the two to a stop in front of a huge cave emitting a chilling aura.
The old Taoist priest looked around at the terrain, then picked up some soil and smelled it, his expression solemn.
"In the winter of the ninth Yin, the old cat lies on the ground, gathering Yin energy and being impacted by Yang energy, resulting in dampness and coldness, and the corpse is as if in an ice cellar."
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