I laughed twice and said, "Where can I, I'll follow my uncle's ears and dye some of them."

"I said, I said, you see my master's body, and a snake and a cat will be so calm, not like an ordinary farmer."

Anyway, Suban is dead, and finally solved a big problem.

I looked at Suban's body and asked, "Long, how did he draw so many characters on his face, you painted it?"

He rubbed his neck, said lazily, “Don’t call me Chief.”My master is a Taoist, I am not, I am a layman.The spell on the headmaster's face was not painted by me, but when I found out that he had died in a yard, and the character on his face should have been painted before he died."

“What does this sign mean?”I asked.

He was impatient and shook his head and said he didn’t know.

We are talking, a few people coming in through the backyard door, it is Sergeant Lin Yan and those police officers.My eyes are shining and they are all right.

It's okay to say, but these police officers don't look good, their faces are white, and they walk and rickety.Lin Yan walked in, saw the body on the ground, especially happy: "This demon is dead."

The old man held his fist: "Report to the police officer, just now our teachers and disciples fought with him, and finally I shot him with a sword."

My eyebrows pick, no, the person who killed the Suban is not a sinking, how to take credit on himself.

I didn't say anything, maybe there's something hidden here that I don't know.In any case, the devil is in the foreground, and the rest is not important.I don’t have to tell the truth, sinners.

I looked stupid and watched the fun.

Lin Yan asked some details, and the process of fighting the method was probably said again, and he boasted about his ability without showing that the mountain was dew.

Lin Yan and the police came to the body of the non-sinking chief and bowed together.Lin Yan sighed, "Thankfully, your teachers and disciples have come to rescue, otherwise a few of us have fallen, and there has been no return."

Changsheng hastened to say cheap words, saying that these are all things he should do, people in the rivers and lakes, it is the duty to drop demons and remove demons.

It can be seen that Lin Yan is sincerely grateful for the long life, when the ticket, there will be words in the future, as long as it does not violate the principle, within the scope of ability, he will certainly be able to help.This is called salvation.

The long-life mouth with a hidden smile can make a big police officer owe such a relationship, and it will certainly be of great use in the future.

The two of them said politely, and Lin Yan asked what to do if he did not sink the body of the chief.

The long life sighed for a moment: "My master has been poisoned by the demon, and all over the body is poison, and the best way to do it is to move," he said, "burn in place."

I listened to me, and when I heard it, I exploded and said, “No, this is my yard!”You burn the dead here, and what has become of my house?"

Lin Yan discussed with me that the citizens should cooperate with the department, and he would not use my yard in vain, and would certainly compensate.

I just don't agree, I always feel that the long-term death is stumbling, and another one is full of poison, burning the body in the yard is not bad, and I say, what chaos will come out later?They patted their ass and left, and our family was going to live here.

Lin Yan said left and right that the police were also helping, when a voice came out in the building, "support your work, you can burn the body in the yard."

My sister helped my mother out.Mother said: "Comrade police, and this Dao chief, you are for the good of the village, otherwise our whole village will not be spared."I donated a backyard, it’s no big deal, that’s it!”

Lin Yanqiu Thumb: "I have to say that this big sister is right."

I rushed over and whispered, “Mom, you don’t understand what’s going on here...”

My mother waved her hand: "Don't say, listen to the police officer's arrangement."

Long life let Lin Yan to arrange, he wants to block this piece, can not let the villagers onlookers, once the burning of the body is leaked out, sent to the Internet the influence of public opinion is too bad.Second, the police should show his master's death certificate, and they should not be so confused and burned.

Changsheng also told our family that after the burning of the body, he would do things in the yard, exceeding his soul, and ensure that our backyard was clean.

When the arrangements were over, the police were busy.He squatted in front of Suban's body, picked the body with a black sword and checked the clothes he carried.Although Suban is dead, there may be any poison hidden anywhere on the body, which is to bite, and it is not unlucky.

I looked around, and I looked at my eyes and looked at me, “What do you see?”

I hurriedly said, "Sumban stole my house."

He was angry and stood on one side: "Well, look for it first."

I didn't have his two sons, and I laughed, "You look for you."

The long life white I looked at me, muttered: "What character, see people dead and eat hanging down."What did you lose?”

I did not speak.Looking at his clothes, he was provoking with a black sword, and pulling the Suban from the inside out, but he found what gemstones, rings, wallets and so on.Chang Sheng opened his wallet to see that there were several cards inside, and a thick bill, unlike the RMB.

Take your own life in your pocket.

I coughed, “Is that okay?”

Long life angry: "What are you looking at next to you, here is what you have."I tell you, don't talk nonsense, I searched the body of this headhead teacher to verify his identity and prevent retaliation in the future.This kind of big head master is a master, there are no different brothers and brothers or anything, if I come to revenge, I have to prepare in advance, dare not look for you."

I walked to the side and looked at my feet.I can’t wait to see how I got such a student.

Everything was searched again, and the valuable things made the long-lived strokes pull away.

But the original of the Qur’an was not found.

I doubted in my heart, I didn't want to deal with Changsheng, but I had to stick to that book, and I had to stab my scalp past: "Long ..."

"I told you I wasn't a priest."Impatiently long.

“Brother,” I said, “You haven’t found a book in Suban?”

“What do you want, I don’t know!”The long-lived fox questioned me, “What are you doing?”

He could not ask anything here, and I would get into trouble, and I laughed and stopped talking.

At night, there are many police cars outside the village.The police arranged for our family of three to stay at home and temporarily live in the village committee, and my house was blocked up and down.

I was in a hurry, and helpless, and now there are several issues that are still outstanding.The first problem is that where the Sutra of the Book of All Scriptures is, most likely in the hands of immortality, I have to bite this thing, or else the three uncles will come back in the future, this Fa is lost in my hands, can not communicate with him.

There is another question about where my uncle is now.He was caught in the trap of Suban, and Suban locked him up, where was he locked up?Suban is dead, there is no proof, so how should you go to him?

Now a question is still outstanding, and it is difficult to return to the home, which is really sad.

In the middle of the night, I had a fever, my nose was so heavy that I couldn't sleep over and over, and suddenly I saw a fire rising far away from the window.I turned around and sat up and took a closer look, and that was the place of my house.

Look at the table, the next night is more than a little, the long life is true, do not sleep in the middle of the night, must be burning the body.

There are police in, the body disposal will not cause any trouble, this fire, not only burned the length of the road, but also burned the class.Immortal even his own master can be ruthless, not to mention a Thai fat man.

The fire burned for a long time, and I stared at the fire.For a long time, he could not sleep for a while, so he had to take the mutilated manuscript left by his grandfather to see.

Looking at the eyelids gradually sinking, when it seemed like sleeping and not sleeping, I turned to the back page, confusedly looking at the notes above, and suddenly played a stirring, sleepless.

This page of notes is painted with a spell, complex structure, and complicated strokes.I looked at it and held my breath, for it was the pattern drawn from the face of Suban’s body.

I took out my phone, took out the photos I had taken at the time, and compared them.Almost exactly the same.

The pattern painted on the face of the body is relatively rough, and what is recorded in the book is very neat.It can be concluded that Suban must have painted this character on his face in an emergency.

I can’t wait to see the comments below.

The great-grandfather wrote that this spell belongs to the spiritual art, called the seal of the soul.This means that before the headhead master dies, this magic can seal his own ghost, so that the soul will not fly away after death, and can continue to survive in the form of a child.

My throat rattled, thinking of an extremely terrible inference that Suban knew that he could not escape this robbery, and in a hurry, he made a decision.He abandoned the body and sealed his soul and became a little boy.At the critical moment, his strong man broke his wrist and continued to live in the form of ghosts, and it is likely that he is still in the village...

I hardly slept that night.The next day we stayed in the village committee for another day, and it was only after the notice that we were allowed to go home.

The long-lived and the police were evacuated, and the villagers were free to enter and leave the village, except for several infected dogs, and everything seemed to be calm as usual.

I went to the backyard, where the police had been cleaned up, not like a body burned, and there was no trace of it.

My mother called me to the side, let me find the three uncles, so many days there is no whereabouts, do not need to go to the police.

The three uncles are very sensitive, I dare not call the police, can only comfort her, will find people.The three-man, God, is going to be okay.