I silently wiped my grandfather's body, very carefully, and wiped every wrinkle carefully.

He covered his grandfather with a quilt and said in his ear, "Grandpa, don't worry, that shit, I must make them look good."

Old Man Zhu clasped his fists and said, "What should we do behind the patriarch?"

"Of course it's fucking," Fatty Yang rushed to say.

Bai Qi glared at him and said to Mingbo, "Let's find a quiet place for a long time."

Mingbo signaled everyone to go out together.

In a small conference room,

I sat in the main seat, with four old guys on the left and three small ones on the right. I gently knocked on the table, "Someone directly put eye drops on it, there is only one main tune, do it. I just had no experience as a patriarch. Please give me some old men a tip."

Several old men bowed to me.

Bai Qi nodded to me and said, "The patriarch is right. We used to endure it and were treated as sick cats. It's time to grind our paws. Seven Killings can gather more than 20 people in two days."

Fatty Yang stood up and waved his short arm, "See each one and kill each other, let the little Japanese taste our power. We Pojun will draw up a plan as soon as possible. We will solve the problem of the aftermath."

Mingbo clasped his fists, "I have notified you, the information is being summarized, and some information has been sent back, mainly the recent bizarre death of the Taoist sect, and more than 40 people have been confirmed. I wonder if the patriarch wants to formally contact the people in the Taoist sect."

I pondered for a moment and asked again, "What are the pros and cons?"

"The advantage is that they can borrow their power, and everyone is united in each other, but the disadvantage is that it is easy for people to be gunmen if they are not united in their hearts."

Bai Qi said disdainfully, "Clan leader, the highest seniority of the Taoist sect is the five elders of the Taoist sect. Five of them control the overall situation, and your status is comparable to them. We have worked with the Taoist sect many times before, and there is an unwritten rule. In the final vote, the Bu clan leader, one vote is counted as two votes.

It is this way of voting that makes many things very procrastinate. I don’t like it.”

All kinds of thoughts kept lingering in my heart and finally made up my mind.

"We don't have direct contact with the Taoist sect, but we have to release the wind. Our Bu family is also pursuing the recent bizarre death case. Apart from the Greedy Wolf, don't move the rest, and grandfather's affairs cannot be spread. The reason for the investigation is that my uncle dies. We must be loose on the outside and tight on the inside."

I hesitated for a moment and asked, "How many people are there in Japan?"

Bai Qi smiled and said, "There is only one, but it's quite elite."

"Can we find out their source of income?"

Yang Weilong raised his hand and said, "The Truth Society is also defined as a cult in the Interpol. I asked for a document that contains the source of the Truth Society. However, there is a lot of money left without direct evidence that the Interpol cannot start directly."

"Okay, let's kill their farmers first. Uncle Ming, how about we fight an economic war first? It's best to solve it with reasonable means. If the idea is too tough, just kill it." I said with murderous aura.

"The last point, who knows where the extreme Yin land is?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Since everyone doesn't know, then ask someone you know. I'll ask in person," Bai Qi said with a sneer.

Laoshan, in a dilapidated Taoist temple.

A wealthy middle-aged man handed over an iron order to the only little Taoist priest in the Taoist temple. "Tell your master, come to the Shengxu Temple before the full moon." He looked at the little Taoist priest wearing a tattered Taoist robe.

Take out a stack of money from his arms and stuff it into his arms, turn around and walk out.

The little Taoist watched the person go down the mountain. He turned around and entered the inner room, pushed open a wardrobe, and bent over and went in. "The master is gone."

The secret room is different from the dilapidated Taoist temple outside. The modern feel inside is coming, with more than a dozen large monitors hanging over the walls. A large swivel chair is heading towards the door.

A sloppy middle-aged man stood up. He took the iron order from the little Taoist priest and gently stroked the small iron order.

Suddenly he pointed the little Taoist's acupoint. The little Taoist looked at the middle-aged man in horror but couldn't shout. The middle-aged man gently put him on the swivel chair and stuffed a letter into his arms.

He lifted a sword, pulled it out and looked at it, and then inserted it back into the scabbard.

Walk to the hall and sit on the futon.

The little Taoist priest struggled helplessly. On the monitor, an old man took a man and a woman and a young man to climb the mountain road, talking and laughing.

"Master, don't be fine," the old man took the lead in giving a bow. "I didn't expect that the dignified Taoist Master Lingmao was so miserable."

The middle-aged Taoist priest stood up, grabbed the exposed chest in the tattered Taoist robe, and kicked off the two bad shoes that were not fit. He said, "I said why are your eyelids twitching today? It turns out that it is you, an old dog, and you also have two puppies.

It’s not your species at first glance, is it your wife cuckolded you.”

The old man was furious and pulled out a ninja knife from behind. He shouted, "Today is your death," and a giant dog flashed out from behind.

Taoist Master Lingmao flashed lightly, pressed the spring scabbard and rushed straight towards the young woman standing in the distance. The woman popped out two short blades from her sleeve and held the flying scabbard, but the huge force on the scabbard was something she had not expected.

The short blade was directly pushed to her chest, and the man next to her pulled out a long knife and helped her pick the scabbard away.

Taoist Master Lingmao jumped, avoided the old man's slash in the waist, turned around in the air, and stabbed the old man's eyebrows directly, and at the same time he kicked it directly into the woman's chest. The woman spitted blood and flew out,

Just as the old man returned to the sword block, the Taoist Lingmao went to the sword and turned from his right hand to his left hand. His right hand turned into a sword point and pointed it on the old man's knife. The sound of gold and iron buzzed. The man behind him stabbed his sword straight, trying to sneak attack from behind.

The left-handed sword was drawn in a semicircle. When the long sword was still 1 cm away from the Taoist Priest Lingmao, the man's scream came, and his right hand holding the knife fell to the ground.

Taoist Lingmao took back his sword finger and left two deep fingerprints on the knife, "Old dog, your little puppy seems to have not been weaned yet. Hahaha."

"Is that true?" The giant dog behind the old man became even more solid. It bent its body and tried to pounce. The Taoist Master Lingmao crossed his sword's chest, ready to take on this life-threatening blow.

Two "puff" sounds, two blood holes appeared behind Taoist Priest Lingmao. He looked back in surprise and saw that the woman who vomited blood was holding a pistol with a silencer.

The old man took the opportunity to stab him. The Taoist Taoist whispered upright, his eyes wide open, and his mouth was covered in blood, shouting "Let's die together." A black cat rushed out of his body and instantly drilled into the sword in his hand, instantly dyeing the sword black.

The long sword slashed horizontally at the old man's head. The old man was shocked and frightened and hurriedly blocked the sword. The sword was blocked. The old man smiled. The temporary blow of the Lingmao Taoist Priest only left a deep wound on his face.

The two of them faced each other, with strange smiles on their faces. The old man's smile slowly solidified. He slowly lowered his head. The spirit cat's right hand was pinching a sword finger and piercing deeply into his chest.

The little Taoist priest in the secret room watched his master fall with tears in his eyes, a trace of white breath condensed on his head, and a small white cat was taking shape.

The woman kicked into the yard struggled to stand up and threw away the pistol in her hand, took out a small bottle from her arms, staggered into the house, raised it onto the head of the Taoist Master Lingmao, muttering something but no response,

She touched the Spirit Cat Taoist Priest's neck and tried again but still couldn't respond. The old man opposite was not breathing yet. He said with difficulty, "He destroyed his soul beast, you take mine. For the return of the leader, long live the leader."

He suddenly pushed away the Taoist Taoist in front of him, and his fingers pulled out of his chest, and a blood arrow squirted Lao Gao.

The woman held the bottle to the old man's head with tears in her eyes and recited a spell. A vicious dog was sucked into the bottle.

She briefly bandaged the man and helped him stagger down the mountain.

Seeing the enemy slowly leaving his sight, the corners of the Taoist priest's eyes were already cracked, and blood and tears flowed down. The little white cat above his head shouted "Meow".

At the same time, he trembled violently and his body could move. A wiping of blood from his face rushed out of the secret room. He snatched the sword from the Taoist Master Lingmao, "Master, I'll take revenge for you now."

After saying that, he rushed out the door, and just ran two steps and was caught, and he threw a dog to eat shit. When he turned around in horror, his master was looking at him with a smile.

The little Taoist priest rubbed his eyes hard, and saw that the master in front of him was his real one. He shouted and rushed into the arms of Taoist Lingmao.

The Taoist Master Lingmao rubbed the little Taoist's head with care and grinned and said, "It hurts so much. Do you know that the cat has nine lives?"

When he saw the little white cat behind the Taoist priest, he hurriedly said, "Don't believe it, a cat only has one life. I just pretended to be dead just now, and you also condensed a cat-shaped soul beast. It seems that it will be even more difficult to explain to others in the future that you are not my son."

Taoist Lingmao took off his old Taoist robe, and a vest was exposed inside with several blood bags tied to it, which were broken. He took off the vest and handed it to the little Taoist priest, saying, "This is a treasure passed down by our ancestors. It will be yours in the future, and there is also this sword."

Master, I want to track down the bad guys. You take the letter I just gave you to ask for help, and there is a address on it."

While talking, he put on a suit, and instantly changed from a sloppy Taoist priest to a majestic middle-aged white-collar worker. He took out a shoe box from under the bed and took out a few stacks of money and put it in his pocket. He looked at the little Taoist priest who took out a stack of money and threw it to the little Taoist priest, "Be careful on the road."

As he said that, he rushed out and saw the old man lying on the ground. He searched out the fragments on his body, dragged the old man's body into the yard, took out a talisman from his hand, and threw it directly on the old man's body. The flames instantly swallowed the corpse on the ground.
Chapter completed!