Wei Tao closed his eyes again, "I'll ask someone to stew that bag of meat in a while, and use the recipe I gave you last time for the medicinal ingredients."

"I'll go down and make arrangements." Shi Huishou turned off the light and closed the door quietly.

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It snowed for two days in a row.

The entire Cangyuan City is covered in silver,

There is pure white everywhere.

Wei Tao came out of the martial arts gym and strolled towards his home on Yufang Street.

More than thirty kilograms of black meat, supplemented by various medicinal materials, not only replenished the energy and blood consumed by that night battle, but also made the body in better condition than before.

He was thinking about what to eat when he went home in the evening.

Suddenly, a man in green clothes walked out of the darkness, passed by Wei Tao, and quickly disappeared into the night.

At the next intersection, Wei Tao chose the opposite direction to going home, braved the increasingly heavy wind and snow, and walked along the long street, finally stopping outside a closed restaurant.

Squeak.

The door panel was opened a crack.

Wei Tao ducked in and went up to the second floor under the guidance of an oil lamp.

We arrived at a private room with the windows sealed with black cloth.

"Master Wei."

There are already people waiting in the box.

Wei Tao took off his bamboo hat, patted the snowflakes on his clothes, and sat down opposite.

"Shi Huishou, how come we are so mysterious when we meet?"

"Sir, something happened." Shi Hui's eyes were dim, like a deep pool under the light of the oil lamp.

"What's going on?" Wei Tao asked.

There was a rhythmic knocking on the door outside the box.

After a while, the man in black that he met on the street came in.

He placed a few dishes and a pot of soju on the table and left without saying a word.

Shi Hui first poured two glasses of wine, drank his own glass first, and then said, "Those brothers are all missing."

Wei Tao did not drink, but slowly turned the cold porcelain cup, thinking slowly and said, "Are you talking about the people who monitor the Iron Legs Sect?"

"That's them."

Shi Huishou's face turned a little pale, and he poured himself a glass of soju, "I asked them to hide that night. Later, didn't the young master say that he wanted to see them after he recovered well, so I asked someone to inform them this morning.

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Having said this, he shuddered inexplicably, "Then, these people all disappeared last night."

Wei Tao frowned, "Did you leave any clues?"

"I only found a line of handwriting scrawled in charcoal under one person's bed."

Shi Huishou slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his voice was trembling when he spoke again.

"He wrote that there is a ghost..."

"Ghosts are killing people."
Chapter completed!