Liu Lang was taken away by the police, and Shang Huamei and He Shang were both in a hurry.

As soon as the two of them combined, they made an extremely bold decision to go to the police station to save people.

Of course, with the skills of the two of them, it is obviously not possible to use force to save people.

So, Shang Huamei took the video of the scene, went back to the TV station directly, called a few colleagues, resisted the camera, and went straight to the Xicheng Police Station.

He Shang was even more simply, under his call, the thirty or forty people at the scene unanimously agreed to go to the police station.

Li Qiu wanted to frame him, and everyone saw it.

Halfway through, Li Qiu deliberately left the car door open, just to let Liu Lang escape, so as to seize the opportunity to kill him directly.

Unexpectedly, I lost a handful of rice instead of stealing chickens.

The girl in the short skirt Jie didn't die, but Li Biesan actually died.

Shang Huamei didn't dare to take her daughter Tang Di anymore, but put her directly on the radio, and after meeting with He Shang, the group went straight to the Xicheng Police Station.

Just when He Shang and the others were still on the road, Liu Lang's killing intent slowly rose in his heart.

If someone offends me, don't blame me for being rude!

Liu Lang never provokes others lightly, he can not cause trouble, but it does not mean that he is afraid of things.

Liu Lang, who is proficient in chaos arts, is naturally handy to deal with the straw man technique that the Dark Witch Sect has introduced.

After Liu Lang finished drawing the blood talisman on his chest, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he muttered coldly: "Liuding Liujia, the ghost envoy is a messenger, burned out, and the grass has no roots!" ”

Liu Lang clasped his thumb on his chest, pressed it down hard, his originally closed eyes swooped open, and he shouted coldly: "Flower, go!" ”

A ghost figure emerged from Liu Lang's palm and flew directly towards Li Qiu's office.

At this time, Li Qiu was holding a straw man. The steel needles flew up and down, and the mouth kept chanting incantations.

Suddenly, Li Qiu's hand holding the needle shook and pierced the hand of the straw man he was holding.

Suddenly, blood gushed out, and it happened to soak into the straw man's body.

Li Qiu's face suddenly turned extremely pale. Sweat rolled out of his forehead instantly, and his face was full of horror: "Huh? Who is he, who is he? Can you break my straw man technique so lightly? ”

Li Qiu's two hands trembled slightly, and he hurriedly wiped off the blood stained on the straw man, and at the same time picked up two needles, just about to go to the straw man again.

At this moment, a gust of wind whistled and stopped.

"Giggles!"

A string of silver bells of laughter rang out, and the door that had been closed was rattled. Eerily opened.

Li Qiu was so frightened that the straw man in his hand fell to the ground at the same time as the needle.

"What's going on?"

Li Qiu seemed to realize that he was in trouble, picked up the phone in a panic, and dialed a number tremblingly.

"Please, please help me ......"

After that, Li Qiu hung up the phone. He pulled out his pistol and pointed to the door of the room.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang, the door was closed again, and the lights sizzled a few times. Twinkle and twinkle.

Immediately after, a black shadow slowly condensed. A ghost was formed.

Li Qiu's eyes were as wide as copper bells, frightened, and he raised his gun and roared in a trembling voice: "You, who are you?" What do you want to do? ”

The ghost shadow is Liu Lang's puppet ghost flower.

Hua was expressionless, and stared at Li Qiu for a while. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and Liu Lang's voice came out.

"Bureau Lee? Hehe, who do I think you know, you also know straw man? Why, are you a member of the Dark Witch Cult? ”

When Li Qiu saw the appearance of the flower, he didn't understand anything, there was a ghost in front of him, and his pistol had no effect at all.

Li Qiu was so frightened that his body kept trembling, his voice was frightened, and he became extremely sharp, shouting like a male duck being choked by the neck: "You, you are Liu Lang?" ”

"Hmph, I didn't mean to harm you, you actually committed murder, and you still want to harm me, ...... today"

Before Liu Lang's words were finished, Li Qiu finally fell to his knees with a frightened plop, kowtowed again and again, and cried bitterly: "Please spare me, spare my dog's life." I'm a bastard, I don't know Taishan with eyes, please let me go! ”

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Li Qiu's fat head hit the floor frantically, and after a while, he was bleeding.

Liu Lang snorted coldly, still expressionless: "Hmph, if you were an ordinary person, I might not embarrass you, but you actually know black witchcraft, and you use black witchcraft to harm people, but you can't spare it." ”

Li Qiu raised his head suddenly, he didn't care that his forehead was swollen and red, he knelt down and crawled in front of the ghost figure of the flower, and begged for mercy repeatedly: "I, I'm not a member of the Black Witch Sect, I just learned a little straw man, I, I really don't know you, you also know straw man?" ”

"Hmph, according to you, if I don't know the straw man, then I'm dying in vain?"

Liu Lang snorted coldly, and his tone was endlessly cold.

When Li Qiu heard this, he was immediately cold from his head to the center of his feet, and his fat face was like ashes in an instant.

Black witchcraft harms.

Liu Lang hadn't thought about it so seriously, but after seeing what Li Qiu had done, he seemed to finally realize the severity of the problem.

Although he is now nominally the leader of the Dark Witch Cult, and he knows black witchcraft, almost no one can compete with him.

But despite this, the members of the Dark Witch Cult are scattered everywhere, mixed in all corners of society, with different identities, and secretly doing some things that ordinary people don't know.

The integration of the Dark Witch Cult is imminent, otherwise, I am afraid that the number of people who die under the Dark Witchcraft will continue to increase.

After Liu Lang found out who made the straw man technique, he looked at Li Qiu with the help of the body of the flower, but his heart was extremely entangled.

Time flies and the night sky, and the hustle and bustle of the city contrasts sharply with the quietness of the mountains.

At this time, on Longhu Mountain, the most shocking thing in the past hundred years also happened.

But after the clay man king turned into the trunk of the old pine, he followed the trunk and went directly into a cave.

It turned out that although this centuries-old pine tree still grows upright, it is hollow, there is a mystery inside, and there is a dark hole under the trunk covered by branches and leaves.

Only a few people from Longhu Mountain know about the dark cave, and Rao Wupeng, the head of Longhu Mountain, usually cultivates here.

There is no cave under the old Panasonic, a long tunnel paved with stone slabs has been leading forward for more than ten meters, it is a wide cave.

There are beds, tables and chairs in the cave, and there are all kinds of daily necessities, which is not at all like a place for cultivation in the middle of the world.

Mortal cultivation is completely different from the cultivation of immortals and qi cultivation, and it cannot reach the point of not eating the grains of the world at all.

Especially such a prestigious Taoist sect, they tirelessly pursue the highest realm of Taoism, but they still have to eat and drink.

And most of their cultivation is to find a quiet place to comprehend the Dao and the Heavenly Dao.

Even in many Taoist records, there are only a handful of people who can really achieve positive results. (To be continued~^~)