Gu Changhuai's eyes and light, "Forbidden spell ..."

Ink painting is puzzled, "Forbidden spell?"

Gu Changhuai said: "It is a kind of evil magic spell. It is performed in the form of spiritual spells. It can prohibit monks and speak certain specific words. Once it violates, it will be rejected by spells, hurting the throat and even the sea ..."

"There are such spells ..."

Ink painting was taken aback, and then he turned his head, saying:

"Let him write it down?"

Forbidden words, prohibited words, and did not speak for writing.

Gu Changhuai shook his head, "Writing can't ..."

"If that's so simple, there is a loophole to let you drill, then this spell, isn't it stupid?"

"The so -called forbidden speech is to let the monks strictly keep the secrets, and they must not disclose it. Whether it is written or not."

Ink painting nodded, "It's also ..."

Then you can only knock on the side and ask something.

Can't be related to things such as "Fire Buddha", "Xie Family", "Destroy the Gate".

When Mo painted thought for a while, he asked Jia Ren:

"Your real storage bag ... Where is hidden?"

Jia Ren stunned, his eyes trembled.

Gu Changhuai was also a bit surprised.

Seeing that Jia Ren didn't want to say that the eyes of ink painting are getting more and more dangerous.

Jia Ren looked gloomy, and finally sighed: "Laoshan City, Rouge Shop, behind the back room, the third darkest ..."

"Rouge shop, secret room, dark grid ..."

Ink painting silently, when he turned his head, in the eyes of Jia Ren, there was a hint of cold light.

This silk is out of light, and it is fleeting.

He became sincere and frightened again.

The ink painting is cold in my heart.

"In front of me, play this kind of little trick ..."

Soon, several Dao Ting Divisions came.

They are not the princes of Laoshan City, but they are learning the state of the state.

And it is not an ordinary executive, they are all surnamed Gu.

The Gu family is just a family of Sippin, but the status of the State Realm is not low, because the Gu family has many disciples, who served in Daoting Division.

The old and old friends of the old official, all over Ganzhou.

Although Gu Changhuai has a bad temper, he has been in the Ting Ting family from an early age. He has a strong criminal investigation ability and has a family support.

The matter of the Fire Buddha is extremely confidential.

Gu Changhuai was not at ease for the time being and asked other executives to intervene. He only trusted his own members of the Gu family.

These executives came over and bowed their hands to Gu Changhuai:

"Son."

Gu Changhuai nodded slightly, pointed at Jia Ren, and ordered: "Watch this man, don't let him run away, let alone die."

"yes!"

The chief executive of the Gu family accepted the order.

Gu Changhuai nodded, and then returned to the rouge shop in Bishan City with Mo Hua.

Both of them released their consciousness and made sure that no one was watching around them, then they took a step forward and walked in.

Inside the rouge shop, the furnishings are neat but a little shabby.

The air is filled with the aroma of rouge, but after a long time, it has a strange smell.

Behind the rouge shop, there is a screen, and behind the screen, there is a secret room.

Although it is hidden, it cannot be hidden from Gu Changhuai and the other two.

Gu Changhuai is a Jindan monk and a Taoist Diansi. He has profound cultivation and rich experience.

Mo Hua has powerful spiritual consciousness, is proficient in formations, and is even more familiar with finding secret rooms.

But above the secret room, there is a formation.

It looks like it's a second-grade formation, used to seal secret doors.

The formation is not high-end, but it may be a little tricky.

Gu Changhuai, who is proficient in criminal investigation but not proficient in formations, is hesitating whether to call a few more Dao Tingsi formation masters to come over and see if there are any mechanisms in these formations...

But in the blink of an eye, Mo Hua took out his pen, dipped it in ink, and drew some pattern outside the secret room.

Then, the five-color patterns on the secret door suddenly lit up, and then disappeared one by one.

The formation that sealed the door was lifted.

The door to the secret room was also opened.

The technique is too fast, too skillful...

He didn't even look carefully to see what the ink painting was about...

Gu Changhuai looked astonished and looked at the ink painting, "Felting formation...you can do it too?"

Mo Hua nodded, "This is simple."

It's just a formation formation. He has been learning it since his Qi refining period. He uses it frequently and is already very proficient.

And in order to keep a low profile, he didn't even have the knowledge to control ink, but he honestly used the pen dipped in ink to solve the problems one by one.

Otherwise, with just a few clicks of his finger, the formation would be released...

In front of Uncle Gu, it was a bit too showy.

After solving the formation, the door of the secret room has been opened, and it is dark inside.

Mo Hua thought: "Uncle Gu, would you like to go in first?"

Although it is a secret room, in Bishan City, there is unlikely to be any danger inside.

There are so many people in the Fire Buddha, and we can't hide inside.

But just in case, Mo Hua was cautious and did not proceed rashly.

The sky was falling, but Uncle Gu, the "big man", was holding it up, and it was not his turn as a little monk to take risks.

Gu Changhuai nodded and walked into the secret room.

After ten breaths of time, Mo Hua saw nothing unusual inside, so he followed in.

As soon as he entered the secret room, Mo Hua looked up and saw Gu Changhuai standing in the center of the secret room with a serious look on his face.

Mo Hua looked around and saw that the relatively spacious secret room was messy and filled with many storage bags.

Some storage bags have been opened.

There are also some, piled up in the corner.

At the same time, the surrounding area is full of blood, and it is a mixed spiritual instrument like the Xie family.

It seems that after turning, he packs the "useless" things in the storage bag, and then prepares to discard.

This Jia Ren is doing the dirty work of "good afterwards".

And he is good at easy to be, and he is also most suitable for covering people's eyes. Doing such a end.

There is indeed a dark grid in the secret room.

There is no abnormality around the dark grid, but there must be a formation method in it ...

Gu Changhuai was hesitant. He was hesitant, should he call the master of Tingji again?

But he glanced, and his face beside him calmly dispelled this idea.

"What is this formation?"

Gu Changhuai asked ink painting.

Some surprises in ink paintings.

This is Gu Changhuai.

The ink paintings let go of the consciousness, detail the dark grid structure several times, and after a little calculation, consider:

"This is the soil sealing formation of the two grades and fourteen patterns. It is not easy to be performed by the monk ..."

"The soil seal is normal."

"Not normal, it is here, and a pair of Magnetic array is faintly nested ..."

"The dark grid here is a matchmaker of the Yuan Magnetic Array, and it is also a formation method 'organ' ..."

"If the technique is wrong, it will touch the meta magnetic array, and pass the information through the obscure magnetic flow ..."

"This news is probably ..."

Mo painting thought slowly, and said slowly: "Remind some people, the dark grid was discovered by 'outsiders', let them be more guarded ..."

This is the small abacus in Jia Ren's heart.

He died, and he was thinking about ventilation letter ...

Gu Changhuai's expression was calm, but his heart could not help but shock.
To be continued...