"Hey, what is allowed or not is a word, practice makes perfect."
"It's exactly the same word, hahahaha."
"Hahahahahahaha!!!!!!"
At this time, Zhao Jin became very interested in this butcher shop owner. He thought that this person would be a hooligan or some other kind of person who cuts meat with a knife, but he didn't expect that he would be so heroic and a little talkative. The feeling of being a hero.
"Boss, how come your aura is so similar to that of a hero in the martial arts novels I've read?"
"Hahahahaha, I haven't read any books before, and I didn't know a few Chinese characters before I entered the city. Later, I met a kind-hearted big brother on the construction site. He taught me how to read, teach me skills, and taught me He taught me how to behave in the world, and taught me how to live in this city. He also gave me a lot of short-story novels to read. I like to read those martial arts novels, about swords and swords, joyful grudges, and rushing across the country. Mansion, do justice for heaven."
When he said this, the butcher shop owner lowered his head, a blood-red color flashed in his eyes, and he still had something to say in his heart.
"Later, I killed the big brother, chopped his body into thousands of pieces, and fed it to the wild dogs on the construction site. Oh, he was so kind, this ugly, dirty, dark, disgusting How can such a pure and kind person exist in our world? How can I allow him to exist? Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie... This world should be destroyed!!!"
Zhao Jin didn't know what the butcher shop owner was thinking, but he suddenly felt a special wave of spiritual power. The breath was similar to the bloody breath of the dog spirit, which was exactly what he was looking for on this trip. Target.
Zhao Jin's eyes flashed, and he suddenly understood that the purpose of this trip had been achieved, and he could be sure that this person was the real culprit behind the dog spirit incident.
When a spiritual master handles a case, sometimes it's just that simple.
"Boss, my uncle also has the temperament of a hero in martial arts novels!"
More like you, Zhao Jin looked at Liu Kui with a fake smile.
"Hahaha, is that right? Then uncle, I would like to get to know your uncle if I have a chance."
Hearing the words of Liu Kui, the owner of the butcher shop, Zhao Jin couldn't help but sneer in his heart. A villain like you who is full of evil will be scared to death when he sees my Uncle Song. You are not worthy of carrying Uncle Song's shoes.
"Hahahaha, yes, young man, do you want me to process it into minced meat for you?"
"No, no, you can't use a machine to add it. You won't have that feeling when using a machine. What you want is the taste of hand-chopped meat filling."
Zhao Jin quickly rejected the butcher shop owner's kindness, and secretly cursed in his heart, I can tell that your knife is quite clean, but I don't know if the processing machine behind you is clean. Who knows that it was used to stir food? What kind of meat filling is this?
"It's about people, young man. There must be someone in your family who is good with knives."
"Haha, indeed, when it comes to knife skills, you, boss, are indeed great, but the elders in the family are not weak either!"
"oh?"
Zhao Jin's words made the boss startled and suspicious. Finally, after Zhao Jin talked for a long time, the boss's mood fluctuated a little, and he successfully captured the bloody energy that Zhao Jin was familiar with again.
After sweeping the money over, Zhao Jin no longer cared about the shop owner, picked up the meat and left quickly. However, the boss named Liu Kui kept staring at Zhao Jin's back, wondering what he was thinking. What.
"Boss, the money has been paid and I'm leaving."
"Oh, okay."
After getting in the car, he asked the driver to drive to the small stone courtyard.
"How's it going? Are you sure?"
"Well, it's him. His strength is hard to say. I can't tell his level."
Seeing the solemn expression on Zhao Jin's face, Song Qingru was not in a good mood.
"Then why did you buy so much meat? Aren't you afraid it would be unclean?"
"It's okay. It's edible. That man's knife is quite clean and he hasn't killed anyone. In other words, he didn't take out the real knife. Oh, by the way, the meat is pretty good and no water has been added."
"That's good. Can you knead dough and roll out dumpling wrappers?"
"Well, can you make dumplings?"
"Yeah, no problem."
"That's good."
The driver in front had several black threads hanging on his head, and he was speechless. Listening to your conversation, you are not here to investigate the case. Why do you feel that the focus of your discussion is on the dumplings you are eating tonight, not the butcher shop owner? On your body?
Fortunately, the drivers of Song Qingru's family are all well-informed people with absolute professionalism. They will never say anything nonsense and just treat him as a stupid person.
I am a wooden person, I am a wooden person, I heard nothing, I heard nothing... The driver kept thinking in his heart.
Suddenly, Zhao Jin felt something was wrong in his body, and his expression changed. Song Qingru who was beside him looked at Zhao Jin's sudden movement, and immediately thought of something, worried that Zhao Jin was being plotted by the butcher shop owner, with a look on his face. He asked Zhao Jin repeatedly with some nervousness.
"What? What's wrong with you!?"
Zhao Jin did not answer, but quickly made a few mudras before looking at Song Qingru with a smile.
"Nothing, I'll do a magic trick for you!"
"What magic? Are you okay? Did the butcher shop owner play some dirty trick?"
Zhao Jin continued to look at Song Qingru with a smile, reached out and patted her shoulder gently to reassure her. The driver of the car also realized that something was wrong, slowed down and parked the car on the side of the road.
"Watch it."
Zhao Jin stretched out his right hand, but there was nothing in his palm.
"Attention, don't blink!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a scarlet light ball appeared in Zhao Jin's palm, like a glowing night pearl.
"What's this?"
Seeing the light ball that Zhao Jin conjured up like a real magic trick, Song Qingru was slightly surprised, but she quickly came to her senses.
"Why is this so similar to the eye color of that evil dog spirit?"
Feeling the violent and evil atmosphere inside, Song Qingru felt a little disgusted in her heart. This was a physiological instinctive reaction.
"Haha, this is the harvest of this trip. When I just left, I didn't expect that the owner of the butcher shop had plotted against me. If I hadn't discovered it early, this blood energy would have followed my spiritual power. It will be difficult to enter my Dantian. Hao Zao, I am extremely talented. Do you want to hurt me with this little trick? "
Song Qingru's beautiful eyes rolled her eyes lightly at Zhao Jin.
"Don't be poor, I almost fell over and I'm still smiling."
"Hey, isn't this okay?"
Although he said this, Zhao Jin was still sweating a little in his heart. If the demon refining pot hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might have really overturned today.
"I'll do another magic trick for you, let's go!"
As soon as Zhao Jin finished speaking, a ball of white mist emerged from the palm of his hand and enveloped the scarlet light group. Then the white mist and the scarlet light group disappeared, as if they had really disappeared using magic. , in fact, he was sent to the Demon Refining Pot.
Zhao Jin did not let the demon refining pot refine it. He had a hunch that this blood energy might be useful in the future.
Song Qingru was already immune to Zhao Jin's simple little "magic", so she pretended not to see it and continued to ask about the follow-up.
"Then what happens next?"
"Sit back and wait, and... call the police."
"ah?"
"Well, it's okay. I've made him suspicious. He has memorized your license plate number. Don't go back tonight. Let's wait for his men to come."
"Okay, can you beat me?"
"I can beat him in the Shizhu Courtyard, but this Liu Kui's strength is unknown and hard to tell, so I have to call the police and let someone who is confident come. If there is a problem, call the police!"
"good."
"Master Chen, let's go to Liguo Building."
Zhao Jin greeted the driver, and Song Qingru tilted her head and looked at Zhao Jin. With that innocent and cute expression, and those big cold eyes, how could that man resist it?
"What are you doing there?"
"Go call the police!"
"ah?"
The driver followed Zhao Jin's command and arrived at the Liguo Building, a landmark building in Xinhai City. However, he did not go in. Instead, he asked the driver to turn into a small alley on the side and stop at a hard-to-see place. Roadside corner.
"You told me, there are police here?"
Song Qingru looked around and didn't see any police signs. She looked at Zhao Jin with an expression of "Are you kidding me?"
"Don't worry. Ordinary police can only control ordinary people. We need to find professionals to help with the matter of the spiritual master. There are people here who can control the spiritual master."
"where?"
Song Qingru scanned the surrounding environment through the car window, but did not see anyone who could control the spiritual master as Zhao Jin said.
"Hey, there it is."
Zhao Jin pursed his lips toward the outside. Song Qingru looked in the direction and saw an inconspicuous small courtyard. If Zhao Jin hadn't mentioned it, Song Qingru wouldn't have noticed that there was a small courtyard at all.
"This small courtyard...why does it have such a low sense of existence?"
"You're right, the sense of presence is indeed very low because of the formation."
"Array?"
"Well, this is the headquarters of the soul master in Xinhai Town. How can we do it without something?"
"Soul Master?"
"Yes, you can understand it as the police of the spiritual master world. The official name is the Qianguo Spirit Master Administration Bureau."
"Strong?"
Song Qingru was thoughtful, tilted his head and continued to ask Zhao Jin.
"Well, it's very strong. Every soul-suppressing master is a soul master. The foundation of Qianguo cannot be underestimated. In addition, the predecessor of this organization is the bodyguard of the founding emperor. How powerful can it be!"
"Then how do you call the police? Is it possible that you know someone inside?"
"do not know."
Song Qingru had a black line on her head. She didn't know why, but she felt that she shouldn't go out today, otherwise she wouldn't have been made so angry by Zhao Jin.
"Then why do people believe what you say?"
"Who said we have to face them head-on? We are both wild spiritual masters who have not been recorded in the Spirit Master Administration Bureau. Are you crazy enough to join in on your own?"
"Then what do you think we should do to call the police!?"
Song Qingru gradually became irritable, but Zhao Jin smiled.
