Infected with the undead disease, he had to specialize in suicide magic

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Li Jiu walked to the fire-baked bread shop of Little Sparrow and ordered more than 20 fire-baked breads, eating while waiting.

After eating more than a dozen fire-baked breads, Bai Yu appeared in his sight. Li Jiu nodded and motioned Bai Yu to sit down and eat together.

"Did you deliver the message?" Li Jiu said.

"I delivered it." Until now, Bai Yu's heart has not calmed down.

Even if Li Jiu said that the incense hall master dared not take action, it was too exciting for him!

He was an ordinary person with a small knife hand and no blood, but he actually mocked and forced the incense hall master!

He can brag about this for ten years! No! Brag for a lifetime!

"Eat, don't be afraid, he is just a dying man." Li Jiu said calmly.

He worked under the incense hall master for several years and saw the incense hall master take action more than once, and eight out of ten times were sneak attacks.

The incense hall master looked fierce and fierce, like a rolling meat, but in fact, the incense hall master was very afraid of death!

He almost never fought with opponents of the same level! He only picks on those who are weaker than himself.

Knowing that Bai Yu is his subordinate, the incense hall master certainly doesn't dare to take action.

"Can I share the table with you?" A hoarse voice sounded.

Bai Yu raised his head, looking surprised. A head of the police wanted to share the table with them?

Li Jiu glanced at Bian Qing and nodded in agreement, "Sit down."

Bian Qing put down a bowl of pickles, sat opposite Li Jiu, then untied the gourd at his waist and poured himself a glass of wine.

"I'm sorry, I can't investigate further."

Li Jiu ate a fire cake in three bites and patted his full stomach, "Don't apologize to me, you didn't do anything wrong."

Bian Qing picked up the wine glass and drank it all. The spicy taste made his face slightly distorted, "Last night, the body of Li Tangzhu of Fubo Gang disappeared. No one saw how it disappeared. I reported this matter to the police, but the police said that this matter had nothing to do with Fubo Gang. The appearance of the demon in Chunhuafang was purely accidental. You wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife! Divert the trouble!"

Li Jiu's face did not change, and he looked at Bian Qing calmly.

For a long time, Bian Qing looked bitter and annoyed.

There was evidence, but the police did not let them investigate!

He has been a constable for thirty years!

Intuition told him that Li Jiu did not deceive him!

The demon was brought by Li Tangzhu of Fubo Gang!

Humans and demons are mortal enemies. Even children who are not yet sensible know the harm of demons!

But the head of Qinghe County knew that the Fubo Gang was colluding with the demons, but he still insisted on protecting the Fubo Gang!

He is not as good as a child!

"I don't understand, what did the Fubo Gang give to the head of the police? Can it compare to the 800,000 people in Qinghe County!"

Bian Qing picked up the wine gourd and gulped down a big mouthful. The wine poured into his nasal cavity, and the hot feeling surged into his heart, so his eyes were full of bloodshot.

"I just want to do what I should do as a head of the police! But I can't do it! This shitty world!"

"Go and become stronger, strength will give you a perfect answer." Li Jiu said.

"Strength? Even if I am stronger than the police, there is still the county magistrate above! What if the county magistrate does not allow the investigation? What should I do?"

"That's because the power is not strong enough! As long as you are strong enough! The police! The county magistrate! Nothing can stop you!" Li Jiu said firmly.

Bian Qing smiled bitterly, "You're right, I'm not strong enough. In the final analysis, I'm still not strong enough."

If he was strong enough, even if the police officer was higher than him, how could he dare to stop him?

In boredom, he quickly drank the wine in the wine gourd.

Drunk Bian Qing shook the empty gourd and got up to get more wine. As a result, as soon as he got up, his mind went blank in an instant, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

"He has a really bad alcohol tolerance. He can drink himself unconscious in one breath. This can't be his first time drinking." Bai Yu looked at Bian Qing on the ground and couldn't help saying.

"Send him back." Li Jiu said calmly.

Bai Yu helped Bian Qing up and pinched Bian Qing's philtrum. "Wake up, where is your home? I'll take you back."

Bian Qing opened his eyes a little and said in a daze: "Tujie..."

Bai Yu supported Bian Qing and walked slowly towards Tujie.

"You are a captain, but you live in such a shabby place."

Tujie is the outermost street in Qinghe County, with a very poor environment. A few years ago, there was a locust plague in the north, and the people had no food to eat. They fled here. The county magistrate allocated a place to build temporary residences for the victims.

Later, when the locust plague ended, some of the victims went back, and some stayed in Qinghe County. The place where the victims lived gradually evolved into a new street, namely Tujie.

At the same time, Tujie is also called a slum, where only mud-legged people live.

Bian Qing is a captain after all, with status and position, and he is qualified to live in the inner city. I didn't expect that he would live in Tujie.

"I think it's okay, much better than where I lived when I was a child. When I was a child, my family only had two thatched huts. Whatever happened in the sky, it would also rain in the house. Now I have a shelter from the wind and rain, and I am satisfied." Bian Qing said.

"Can you find a wife this way?"

"Yes, but she asked me to be greedy, but I didn't agree, so she ran away."

"You are so stubborn. It's okay to be a little greedy. In this world, there is no way for innocent people to survive."

"She said so, but I don't think it's right. If everyone thinks so, the Tianyuan Dynasty will be finished."

Bai Yu opened his mouth and wanted to refute Bian Qing, but then he thought, if he could meet someone like Bian Qing a few years ago, and someone would stand up for him, would he still join the Black Fox Gang?

I'm afraid not.

If it weren't for the last resort, he didn't want to live a life of uncertainty.

"Oh, forget it, I can't argue with you."

"My house is just in front." Bian Qing pointed.

Bai Yu supported Bian Qing and turned into the alley. His body suddenly stopped and his breathing stagnated.

"It's over, the boss is not here."

"What's wrong?"

Bian Qing raised his head and saw the rats as tall as people in the alley. His drunkenness was swept away, his eyes widened, and he pushed Bai Yu away.

Bai Yu was caught off guard and was pushed down by Bian Qing. He thought Bian Qing wanted to use him as bait to delay the demon. The good impression he had just risen disappeared instantly, and he was annoyed, "You guy! I shouldn't..."

"Go! I'll stop it!"

Bian Qing drew his sword and blocked Bai Yu.

Bai Yu suddenly realized that Bian Qing was drunk and couldn't control his strength, so he pushed him down.

"I'll go get someone to help!" Bai Yu rolled and crawled out of the alley.

The human rat laughed, "What an interesting scene. You didn't run away, but let him run away. This is the first time I've seen someone like you."

A demon who can speak human language!

Bian Qing was startled, and tightened his hand holding the knife, moving his blood and qi to suppress his drunkenness.

His body shot out, and the embroidered spring knife hung high like a crescent moon, with a flash of silver light, slashing at the human rat.

Snap~

The human rat took the initiative and held the embroidered spring knife. The sharp claws scratched the blade, making a sizzling sound. The blade made of iron was actually scratched with claw marks!

Bian Qing secretly thought it was not good, and used both arms to force, trying to pull out the embroidered spring knife.

The human rat let go, and the other claw scratched Bian Qing's chest.

Hiss~

Bian Qing's face turned pale, and cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead. His shirt was stained red, and the wound was torn.