I came to the beach as requested by the police officer. Although it was creepy to stand here, I had a goal and had a direction for the time being.

The endless sound of waves is rising and falling by the sea, and for some reason I have felt like I have seen it elsewhere.

Ah, by the way, Borao's painting "Deep Sea Woman".

I remembered something bad. Where is Nangong now?

It seems to see her...

Look around the shore. No, there seems to be nothing here, so go and take a look.

Then look around, well, standing here will make you feel a chill, maybe you can find it here.

"ah."

Xiao Han couldn't help but exclaim. He saw a white key. Could this be the key the police officer mentioned?

It's better to go and hand it over to the police officer as soon as possible.

Following the road, he quickly ran to the Taoist temple in his original memory. Perhaps it was a psychological effect, and he felt that the air here was getting colder and colder.

Qing Hung was sitting next to the altar at this time. After hearing Xiao Han's footsteps, he looked over accordingly.

"So quickly, you won't really find the key, are you?"

"Is this the one?"

"I thought I had thrown it far enough that the key had been washed away by the waves."

Washed away by the waves, is he playing tricks on me?

"Didn't you say you lost it accidentally? I made a great sacrifice to find this key!"

Looking for something by the dark beach, but you have to work hard to overcome your fear. If I had the ability of Nangong, I might be able to see something on that beach.

"Hahaha, don't be angry. I threw away the keys to hide something forever, but since you can really find it, maybe you really have the fate."

"Hide something forever, you sound like you're ready to die."

"oh?"

He widened his thick eyebrows. Did I hit it again?

"I may not die, but something will change tonight, and the curse of this mountain will be completely over tonight."

Just now, he showed an extremely terrifying expression, a paranoid expression.

Seeing me showing a fearful look, he smiled again and giggled.

"This has nothing to do with you, but I can guarantee it is a good thing."

I can't express as relaxed as he does.

"This village has been set on fire, but the ghosts here have been wandering here."

"You seem to know who sets the fire?"

"It's me." The police officer cleared off, "On the day Molly was born, I saw the scene of evil souls scattering. My mother begged me to burn the village with flames. Only in this way can we completely destroy the world that hurt her and covered in bruises."

Mother, Molly, Evil Soul, What is this person talking about?

"Do you still remember what I mentioned about Haishi? The monster that accidentally entered the world from Haishi is called a world. This Taoist temple was built to drive away the world."

mythical creature.....

Monsters in the water.

This word is also used in Borao's painting.

"It is called Yuhan Temple because the Taoist priests here have unique prescriptions for curing diseases. However, with the changes of the times, the prescriptions are lost, and this Taoist priest was also occupied by another group of Taoist priests."

"Is it changed to Zhengyi here?"

"No, I have to say that there is no specific sect, whether it is Zhang Daolin or Wang Chongyang, these people who have fallen into the evil path will only choose ghosts and gods that are suitable for use as a guise. I often think that the so-called world, the causal relationship between Haishi and this Taoist temple should be the opposite, that is, there will be a Taoist temple before there will be a ceremony to exorcise demons and filth."

Sure enough, I still couldn't understand what he said.

"I buried a box in a loose floor tiles under the bed in the room where you sleep. The key can open that box."

He looked at the gloomy moonlight in the sky and sighed deeply.

"It contains some things that you may be interested in. After reading it, I hope you will hide that forever, not show it to the second person, and then don't come here again. I will take you out of here until dawn."

He turned around and sat on the stairs of Yuhan's view, and seemed to no longer want to speak.

Let's go there as he said.

My mind is still in a mess, and I still doubt that I am in a dream. Even so, I still force myself to calm down. There is a loose brick under the bed, and there is indeed a box hidden inside.

But when I tried to open it, although the lock could be opened with a key, the box still remained motionless.

At this time, I noticed the button on the surface of the box. Do you mean the password box? It looks very similar to the gossip chart, probably related to gossip.

I am not very familiar with gossip. I also have a pen on the table. I draw the gossip diagram first and put it aside for reference.

Top south, bottom north, left east, right west.

The south corresponds to Li, the west corresponds to Dui, the east corresponds to Zhen, and the north corresponds to Kan.

In this way, it should be Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, Dui, Qian, Kan, and Gen.

Xiao Han corresponded it one by one and completed the gossip chart.

I inserted the key into the lock cylinder box again, making a different sound than before, and I carefully opened it.

——

Wang Yanjun didn't say a word along the way, but looking at her frowning brows, she probably encountered the seriousness of the matter.

The ancient community was shining by police lights intersecting red and blue. Wang Yanjun and I walked through the busy police officers and forensic doctors back and forth and came to the psychological clinic.

Why, it turned out like this, and another irreversible incident happened.

"Let's wait here, I've asked someone to go find Captain Nan."

"There's a lot of trouble here."

"I just searched the place and there was nothing, and there was no such thing as the so-called Western medicine in the refrigerator. Even the clinic that was open for business should not emptiate the place, so I was very worried."

Wang Yanjun is worried that today's investigation will turn into a warning to the enemy.

"Didn't there be any clue left?"

"Not that, Captain Nan sent someone to the nearby express delivery center, where there was a copy of Mo Ruolin's delivery. The employee of the express delivery center said that Mo Ruolin called them in the afternoon and asked them to send the express delivery back the same route. Fortunately, they went there in time."

"That's fine, but is there any clues in that express?"

Wang Yanjun narrowed her eyes slightly: "There is nothing unusual in it. It is all Chinese medicine materials. The prescription for sending the package is neither a self-employed nor a company. It seems to be Mo Ruolin's unique Chinese medicine purchase channel."

"Ah, Captain Nan seems to be here. Although you have the obligation to say it all, you have to take care of Captain Nan's side. After all, he is his daughter. You know, but you just want to lie, just pay attention to the wording."

"I will do my best."

Let people like me pay attention to wording, and the difficulty impairment should not be too high.

I remember that before, Xiao Han and Jun Mo Xi often said that they were too direct and that they were too aggressive.

But you should try your best.

"Captain Nan, Jiang Wuya has arrived."

"I heard Yanjun say that you are here and have you seen Nangong in the afternoon?" Captain Nan's voice was unexpectedly calm.

"Yes, we were attacked by a man. I was knocked unconscious by that man. Nangong might have been taken away by him."

Captain Nan clenched tightly and trembled all of them, with several blue veins on the newspapers on his neck. So that's it. Captain Nan's spirit was already on the verge of collapse.

If it were Captain Nan, if Nangong had an accident, he might really kill the prisoner himself.

I don't know why I always feel this way.

Even so, he still suppressed his emotions and continued to ask.

"Describe the man's appearance."

"She is wearing a hoodie and a weird mask, and can't see what kind of medium physique she has, and maybe she's a little thin?"

"What kind of mask?"

"Eighty, with eighty two words written on it, which is a bit like a mask for sacrifice."

Jiang Wuya tried hard to recall.

"Eighty Kings?"

Jun Moxi suddenly emerged from behind me, and it seemed that he had been mingling next to the police officer who was recording, eavesdropping on our conversation.

"Jun Moxi, have you been called over?"

"Compared with this, please see if it's this mask first." Jun Moxi raised his phone, and the mask picture on the phone made Jiang Wuya fall into memories.

"Yes, that's it."

"Oh? Can you find the mask of Wuyuan Nuowu in Suzhou? If you are old, it will be of great research value."
To be continued...