Female president's private killer

Seeing this, the crowd around could not help but retreat one after another, leaving only Taoist Wenquan to confront a San in India.

"What are you... Doing?"

Knowing that the other party might not understand, Wen QUANDAO Changming couldn't help asking.

Although he is still very immortal and strong, he can't help but feel a little uneasy. From his heart, although he has some attainments in fortune telling, expelling ghosts is really not his strength. Strictly speaking, he doesn't believe in ghosts.

Ghosts and Feng Shui are actually two completely different things.

Quack... Quack

Although no one at the scene understood his words, the frequency of one word was too high. Even if he hadn't learned Hindi, he memorized it by rote.

But what does this word mean?

The Indian ah San on the opposite side hissed and completed a series of actions, suddenly! Raise your hands high and stare at the back of Taoist Wen Quan!

Taoist priest Wenquan couldn't help looking at his back. Well, there was nothing.

Indian ah San suddenly smiled.

It's hard for you to imagine that a person who has just faced a great enemy suddenly shows such a smile!

This is a kind of

A free smile!

Indian ah San didn't give anyone time to respond. He raised the glittering pig knife in his right hand, like cutting a piece of pork. Without hesitation, he cut his throat!

Anyone can see that this strength can completely separate a whole cow!

Indian ah San didn't even try to stop the bleeding part of his body. Even at the last moment, his face was still... Smiling!

Why are you laughing?

Why are you laughing?

At the moment, almost all the rooms in the whole building are on, and almost everyone is witnessing this strange tragedy!

The crowd of onlookers had made several exclamations and fled in all directions!

Indian ah San's breath was cut off and fell to the ground like a broken sack, splashing a piece of grass.

The first Taoist priest Wenquan didn't shout, the second didn't run away.

Well, it's because his legs are so soft that he can't move.

This death is so strange, so strange!

A group of onlookers sent out all kinds of strange screams and hid far away in an instant. It seemed that they wanted to spread out and didn't want to. They surrounded each other far away.

"My God, my God!"

"Namo Amitabha!"

"God bless!"

"Save the suffering and the disaster, Guanyin Bodhisattva..."

"Madman, madman!"

"Alarm, alarm!"

Taoist priest Wenquan looked around desperately, recited the road sign desperately, and desperately hoped to catch some clues, but at the moment, behind him, there was nothing but the faint chirp of a cricket in the grass!

The police came quickly, almost in a minute.

An ambulance followed behind the police car. Several doctors like the old perplexer soon carried the body of Indian ah San away.

Several policemen like the old perplexer asked for a long time and whispered to a yellow hair captain in the middle: "all right, Captain! It was a suicide! But this thing seems a little evil. "

Huang Mao nodded and coughed: "don't talk nonsense. Listen to it. What's wrong?"

The policeman hesitated to look at the Taoist priest Wenquan nearby, and then lowered his voice: "brigade Wang, it seems that this matter is really related to the Taoist priest."

"Xiao Zhao." Huang Mao glanced at Wenquan and said, "do you mean he's suspected?"

"No, no, no!" The policeman called Xiao Zhao quickly waved his hand: "I don't mean that. It's a real suicide. It's absolutely nothing to do with people! Just... Just... "

"Just what? Don't talk nonsense! "

"Yes! This afternoon, someone took a taxi to the door of the community. After getting off, the taxi had an accident immediately! The driver was killed on the spot! At that time, there were many witnesses... We were investigating the case just now. The person involved was song Zijing. We checked. It happened to be the disciple of the Taoist priest. "

Taoist Wenquan couldn't help pricking his ears. Earlier, he thought it was someone else's layout, but now that even the police are involved, it shows that the driver is really dead!

Oh, my God!

Is it

"Now, the Indian committed suicide in public... These cases are either accidents or suicides... They are all inextricably related to the Taoist priest..."

"What the hell do you mean?" Captain Huang Mao finally broke in.

"I... I shouldn't have said such a thing, but... Taoist priest, don't be specialized in refining imps... I heard that there is a specialty in Maoshan Taoism..."

Shit!

The kid who refined your sister!

I watch Feng Shui!

But... Now even the police are beginning to suspect the ghost?

Captain Huang Mao raised his eyebrows and hesitated for a long time: "Taoist priest... Do you know this Indian?"

Taoist Wenquan took a deep breath: "I know him. He is the chef of an Indian restaurant I went to eat yesterday afternoon."

Now, I can't hide it any more. Taoist Wenquan simply said all the strange things he encountered, including the inexplicable flashing lights and the inexplicable elevator.

Just finished, as if to corroborate what he said. The lights of the whole upstairs flashed suddenly!

The three raised their heads together and looked at the flickering lights of this building!

It took a few seconds before it finally returned to normal.

Huang Mao looked at the Taoist priest Wenquan in a daze: "isn't it really the kid you raised?"

Taoist Wenquan: "

"If it wasn't the Taoist priest's own kid..." Xiao Zhao, who had been listening, swallowed hard: "then it might be other fierce ghosts following the Taoist priest. I, I know a master who specializes in exorcising ghosts... Otherwise, go and find him? "

Taoist Wenquan: "

Mom, I'm a master myself. Which master am I going to find?

Maybe there are some unknown things. As soon as Taoist Wenquan read this, the phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID is an unknown phone number.

"Hello! I'm Taoist Wenquan! " Taoist Wenquan pressed the answer button angrily.

"Cluck." The other end of the phone didn't say anything, just smiled and hung up.

Taoist priest Wenquan was silent for a moment, and suddenly hehe smiled: "interesting! I've never heard of such interesting things in the world. Wen Quan has seen a lot of strange things over the years, but I haven't seen anything like this once. It's not who wants... "

All the lights were on in the building. The bright lights began to flash violently at the moment when Taoist Wenquan was ready to make a bold statement!

This is such a violent flicker!

So that a roadside light bulb suddenly burst!

Make a "click" sound! Pieces of glass are flying!

At this moment, Miao Xiaochun and song Zijing, who had just arrived downstairs, were frightened and shouted together. This time, both of them rushed up and hugged Taoist Wenquan!

When the flash stopped, the second half of Taoist Wenquan's bold words couldn't be released completely.

"We can't take care of this..." Xiao Zhao somehow wore a police uniform and didn't rush at others: "Captain, let's stop the team."

Captain Huang Mao nodded desperately and said loudly to a large group of frightened people around him, "the power is unstable recently. Well, today is suicide. It's nothing strange. Everyone has dispersed."

Then he was ready to leave.

Xiao Zhao is also ready to leave.

After being stunned for a long time, Taoist Wenquan finally couldn't help: "this officer."

"Taoist priest, this is the only place I can help you." Xiao Zhao turned around, took out a business card and handed it to Taoist Wenquan. He turned and flew away.

Taoist Wen Quan stared at the crumpled business card in his hand.

A few big characters are simply written on the business card.

Hongfa Temple: Master Tiangang.

Does Taoist priest Wenquan of Laozi really need other masters to exorcise evil spirits for himself? This NIMA is really

"Master! Master! "

Song Zijing watched the Indian ah San kill himself upstairs. He was already scared out of his soul: "let's go and have a try! I, I really can't stand it... "

Miao Xiaochun was speechless except for crying.

"Don't be so afraid. In fact, it must be..." Taoist Wenquan still refused to put down his worth, but just half of what he said, the three people's phone rang at the same time. The three people picked up the phone carefully. The other end of the phone was the same random code.

Others were afraid to answer the phone, but Taoist Wenquan calmly took a breath, pinched a decision he didn't know was useful, and pressed the call button: "I tell you, I don't care who you are or what method you use! Don't try to scare me! There is no such thing as... "

There was a sudden scream at the other end of the phone.

It's like a woman desperately tearing her throat and calling out her own soul, viscera and many other things! The noise was so loud that almost two people who didn't answer the phone could hear it clearly!

"Bang!"

The business card in the hand of Taoist Wenquan suddenly burned up somehow! He shook his hand and threw it on the ground!

The voice on the other end of the phone stopped suddenly.

Three people who can't say a word: "

Taoist Wenquan suddenly became worried and threw his phone: "I tell you, I just don't believe it! Just don't believe it! "

"Sleeping trough! I acted so lifelike! " On a black SUV, the dead Indian ah San who couldn't die anymore suddenly sat up: "let me kill him directly!"

Hua Ruxue, who has recovered her original appearance, didn't say anything, but casually pulled out a bright military knife.

Duan Tiandao in the driver's seat smiled grimly: "if I can't make him believe that there are ghosts in the world, I'll give you all your surname Duan!"

Two people who are eager to try and prepare to do it, but do not intend to surname Duan at all: "..."

"Dongsheng." Duan Tiandao turned to the co pilot leisurely: "are you ready over there?"

"No problem, brother Duan. It's all ready."

"Start."

"Yes!" Lang Dongsheng's eyes were different from those of others. When he looked at Duan Tiandao, he only admired him: "brother Duan is so awesome! what the fuck! A Taoist must believe that there are ghosts in this world! Only brother Duan can really do such a thing! "

Duan Tiandao, who can do anything: "