The rooster crows at dawn, and the sky breaks into white.
Early in the morning, Uncle Jiu and Wencai Qiusheng brought Dong Dafang's body to the police station.
Captain Awei looked around the body and looked at Uncle Jiu with a hint of suspicion, "You couldn't be the one who deliberately made a dead man to fool me in order to escape punishment, right?"
"you……"
Qiu Sheng pointed at Ah Wei and glared angrily. Before he could speak, Uncle Jiu stopped him with his hand.
Uncle Jiu clasped his hands behind his back, with a look of disdain on his face, and said calmly: "I, Lin Jiu, have always acted with integrity, and I have never done such a despicable thing."
Seeing that the three people were angered, Awei still giggled, opened the white cloth covering the body, and looked at Dong Dafang, who was covered in blood. A blood mark was drawn from his chest to his neck. He shrank his head in disgust and wiped it.
He wiped his fingers with the white cloth and asked: "Uncle Jiu, did you kill him?"
Uncle Jiu was stunned, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Yes!"
Wencai and Qiu Sheng looked at each other and couldn't help but be shocked. Just now they said they should act openly and aboveboard in their lives.
The reason why this is said is that Xu Ping didn't want to come forward, so he asked Uncle Jiu to take over the matter. The false reputation is like a passing cloud, but it is still a reward.
As for Awei, if he could close the case, he didn't care where the dead man came from.
But just to be cautious, lest the director asked for details and he couldn't answer them, he still shouted outside:
"Go and take the leader of the theater troupe out of the cell."
The class leader was in a haggard shape, covered with scars, and was tortured to the point of death. When he saw Dong Dafang's body, he felt as if he had seen an enemy and felt that he had seen hope of survival.
"It's him, it's him, he's this beast. Thank God, you finally caught him."
At this moment, Ah Wei's face showed joy.
Physical evidence: There are dead Gu insects in the coagulated blood of the corpse. This is physical evidence.
Witness, the class leader who was being tortured to the point of death, and who is screaming at the moment, is a witness.
The witnesses and physical evidence were all there. Captain Ah Wei waved his hand and announced that the case was closed. He happily ran to the director's office to claim credit.
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Xu Kee Coffin Shop.
Xu Ping, who slept until dusk, briefly washed up, then removed the door panel and started business.
Sitting behind the counter bored, he began to count what he had gained after traveling through time.
The first is the blood pupil paper-tying technique.
This thing is equivalent to creating employees and bodyguards out of thin air without any salary. Xu Peipi likes it very much.
Moreover, as one's Taoism improves, the paper man's strength becomes stronger, which is really easy to use.
Then there is the "Tongxuan Sutra", which can be recited to improve the Taoist practice. I have been reciting it for several days now, and I have about ten years of Taoist practice.
Xu Ping has decided that he will continue to chant sutras as long as he lives.
No one can stop me from becoming stronger.
If Taoism is high enough, there is no need to trigger the Feng Shui Qi situation when facing Dong Dafang in Qingxiu Mountain. He will still have some sequelae. The eight extra meridians in his body will be enlarged and he will feel a little uncomfortable.
As for the magic of witchcraft, I won’t mention it. Raising altars, cursing and killing, pricking villains, and placing poison are essential skills for self-defense when traveling at home.
However, it is easy to recruit righteous people to uphold justice and uphold justice.
Xu Ping knew in his heart that the art of witchcraft could only be played secretly for the time being.
He didn't want to fence with Uncle Jiu. The most important thing was that his sword was given to him by someone else.
With the art of witchcraft buried in his mind, Xu Ping began to study his favorite reward.
Feng shui physiognomy.
This thing can be regarded as a one-stop funeral service, and it is generally a high-end business, and the people it serves are generally the type who are stupid and have a lot of money.
Even if it is nonsense, some people will believe it.
Uncle Jiu’s competitor 1.
Moreover, a powerful Feng Shui fortune teller, in addition to dividing gold and fixing acupuncture points, just like what he did on the mountain, he can control the Feng Shui energy situation with the wave of his hand and overwhelm others with force. Who can withstand it?
And after finally killing Dong Dafang, Xu Ping is still a little confused by the reward given by the Yin Yang Illustrated Book.
Labor!
To explain it literally, only by working hard to get rich can you get love.
Of course this is nonsense.
The explanation of the Yin Yang Illustrated Book is that by using the art of labor, you can control other people's emotions, joys, anger, sorrows, and joys.
Make a laughing person cry, make a crying person laugh.
This is too strong.
Seeing the skill and thinking about the person, Xu Ping couldn't help but recall that he had this ability before, but that girl had become a beautiful regret in his youth.
"Hey, Boss Xu..."
He was feeling sad when he saw someone coming to the door. Xu Ping raised his head helplessly. Before he could say hello, he frowned and said in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"
Standing at the door is the little beggar from yesterday.
He craned his neck to look around and saw the paper man standing on the left. He took half a step back, shrank his body, and said with a smile: "Boss Xu, your business is prosperous and you will make a fortune."
"My business is booming and I've made a lot of money. Is there anyone alive in this town?" Xu Ping walked out from behind the counter and asked directly in a deep voice, "I have something to say."
Seeing his bad attitude, ragged clothes and dirty face, the little beggar stood at the door and rubbed his hands, even more afraid to go in.
"Well, Boss Xu, do you have anything to eat here?" The little beggar looked a little embarrassed.
Xu Ping was stunned and his voice was a little higher: "You came to me to ask for food?... I just gave you five yuan yesterday. Did you use it to gamble or go whoring?"
"No, no!" The little beggar waved his hands hurriedly and said, "Boss Xu, you misunderstood. I am not begging you for food, but paying for it..."
As he spoke, he put his hand into his arms and groped for a while. When he took it out with his dirty little hands, he found a piece of ocean spread out in his palm, shining brightly.
When Xu Ping saw this scene, he was even more speechless. You took my money and asked me to buy food. Being a beggar is really humiliating. Become a capitalist instead.
"I only sell coffins, do you want them?" Xu Ping's attitude was not very good.
The little beggar's face fell. He thought for a moment, took out another ocean, and begged: "Boss Xu, you are a good man. I can only buy one meal with these two oceans. One meal is enough."
Seeing the look of prayer in the little beggar's eyes, it didn't look like he was cheating. However, Xu Ping was a little curious. He had money in his pocket and couldn't find anything to eat. He pointed to the outside of the door and said, "There is a restaurant there, go there."
, I only feed the dead?"
The little beggar bit his lower lip and did not move. Instead, he shook his head and said in a voice like a mosquito, "I don't dare to go."
"Oh, tell me, what's the situation?" Xu Ping leaned on the counter, peeling thin-skinned chestnuts, and threw them into his mouth one by one. He was so greedy that you sat on the floor and raised the price yesterday.
The little beggar swallowed and spoke in a somewhat coherent manner: "My identity is a little beggar. If I go to a restaurant with money to eat and drink, I will be targeted by gangsters."
Xu Ping understood as soon as he heard this. There were quite a few ruffians and second-rate scoundrels on the street, and a little beggar suddenly had money to buy food. Didn't he tell everyone clearly that he had met a rich man?
This thought is quite thorough.
But then he thought about it, and Xu Ping sarcastically said: "Then you were just sitting there raising the price yesterday. Now you must be stupid."
Hearing him mention what happened yesterday, the little beggar smiled and said: "I thought I would be more careful and just find a remote place, but I didn't expect that they still targeted me. I lost a piece of ocean and didn't buy any buns."
With."
"Should!"
Xu Ping cursed.
The little beggar's expression changed, and he had no choice but to leave angrily.
Unexpectedly, before he had taken two steps, he turned back again, and this time, he walked directly into the shop door.
"Boss Xu, I'll give you all this money, I don't want it anymore."
Said,
The little beggar placed four pieces of ocean on the open coffin board, and then...