In the past few days, the Shanghai market has been rainy and rainy. There was only a light rain last night, and the rain that had accumulated on the ground had not had time to dry, but it seemed to start again at this moment. The glass made a fine and heart-wrenching sound.

Song Luojin hates rain, maybe because of the damp and cold air. He is in a bad mood every rainy day.

Song Luojin was a little restless, like there was a rock under his butt, and he felt awkward no matter how he sat.

"Kill me?" Song Luojin's eyes wandered, and from time to time he glanced at the knife on his neck, although his fear of Zhou Tuan had reached the extreme, he still didn't show it on his face, "Why? "

"Why does the old chief kill you?" Yan Qing looked at Song Luojin strangely, "Do you need an explanation to kill you?"

Hearing this, Song Luojin couldn't help but be stunned for a second, because in recent years, the secret bureau has given him a "good" impression. Although they are violent organizations in the alien circle, it is undeniable that they are still very reasonable. .

Make sense?

Song Luojin looked at Zhou Tuan cautiously, and was a little unsure of what he was thinking.

"I remember that you registered with the Shanghai Municipal Bureau." Zhou Tuan took a sip from the teacup, turned his head to look at the continuous rain outside the window, a look of memory on his wrinkled face, "From your Looking at your personal files, you were registered as a high-level alien at that time, and you were born in the Zhongnan Mountain lineage, so you can be regarded as an orthodox Daoist child."

"Yes." Song Luojin nodded, "Does this have anything to do with you wanting to kill me?"

"It's not a big deal, but I checked carefully and found that there are many loopholes in your file." Zhou Tuan touched the bracelet on his wrist, still with that kind smile on his face, "According to the records in the file, you will leave at the end of your life. Nanshan was in February 1995, but after another inspection by the investigation department, they found that you should have left Zhongnanshan around June 1989, and you have not returned to Zhongnanshan since then.”

Song Luojin was silent, looking at Zhou Tuan without saying a word, a faint trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

"What did you do in those years?" Zhou Tuan asked curiously.

"Maybe it's because I didn't remember the time when I registered..." Song Luojin said quietly, "I've been wandering around in cultivation all the time, and then I learned some business things with a few apprentices, and then …”

"You have seen them." Zhou Tuan said suddenly, interrupting Song Luojin's words.

Song Luojin fell silent again, his eyes fixed on Zhou Tuan.

"You don't need to think that I'm cheating on you. I'm here today to kill you. No matter what you say, I will kill you." Zhou Tuan smiled.

Hearing this, Song Luojin asked, "I still need you to come in person to kill me? You are full of strange people, and you can call any minister at will..."

"They can't kill you." Zhou Tuan said after taking a sip of tea.

The moment Zhou Tuan said these words, Yan Qing and Song Luojin changed their faces in unison, and looked at each other in dismay.

"I can't kill him?" Yan Qing asked Zhou Tuan in disbelief, his eyes full of doubt, "With his strength, I can beat him ten times."

Song Luojin looked at Zhou Tuan silently, and seemed to be waiting for Zhou Tuan's reply.

"He's the same as you." Zhou Tuan said, putting down the teacup in his hand, "You are a super alien, and so is he, but no one has seen him touch it."

Song Luojin's heart tightened, but before he could refute him, Yan Qing suddenly asked, "Director, let me try?"

Zhou Tuan smiled: "If you don't believe me, try it."

In an instant, Yan Qing swung the long knife in his hand against Song Luojin's neck, as if the air here was cut in half by him, and he let out an extremely harsh scream—

When the long knife stopped, the leather backrest of the sofa split it in two, and Song Luojin, the target Yan Qing wanted to kill, had silently appeared by the floor-to-ceiling window, as if he had been standing from the beginning. over there.

Seeing this scene, Yan Qing couldn't help being stunned for a while.

"You really want to kill me?!" Song Luojin asked through gritted teeth. Although his tone sounded tough, he could see from his pale face that he was really scared now, so scared that he was about to pee his pants.

If only Yan Qing was the one to deal with him this time, Song Luojin wouldn't be so nervous, because Yan Qing's strength was not enough to suppress him, and he had a 50% chance of winning if he tried to run away. He is also almost 100% sure that he can escape from Yan Qing's hands.

But the reality is not so simple.

He couldn't ignore the old man who was sitting in the room drinking tea slowly.

"Look, I said you can't kill him." Zhou Tuan said Yan Qing like a child, with a smile on his face, "If he wants to run, you and Di Xiao may not be able to stop him. "

"Isn't he a Taoist priest?" Yan Qing asked in confusion, "How did he run over just now?"

Yan Qing had seen Song Luojin's files, so he knew very well the situation of Song Luojin's origin.

Zhongnan Mountain is just a collective name for the numerous dharma lines of Zhongnan Mountain, each of which has its own characteristics, some are good at treating ghosts with talismans, and some are good at inner family alchemy. For example, Song Luojin's master Song Ping'an is one of the famous masters in the mountains, and their lineage is best at the art of talismans.

But no matter which school or faction it is, when using talismans, it will inevitably cause fluctuations of yin and yang particles, or traction, repulsion or aggregation, etc. After all, talisman art is also a kind of alchemy with the help of natural energy. Rules and principles are linked to nature.

Previously, when Song Luojin avoided the sword in Yan Qing's hand, the entire process of dodging and moving did not cause the slightest change in the yin and yang particles, that is to say...

"You don't use something from your Dharma line?" Yan Qing asked with a frown.

Song Luojin didn't speak or look at him. He didn't seem to pay attention to Yan Qing at all, and his eyes stayed on Zhou Tuan from beginning to end.

"I've met his master, and I still understand their Dharma line." Zhou Tuan smiled, "If he only used the alchemy that Song Ping Ping taught him, how could he avoid your sword?"

"That's true." Yan Qing nodded.

At this time, Zhou Tuan glanced at Song Luojin and asked curiously, "Have they done surgery for you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Song Luojin's eyes flickered.

"I heard that the cost of their surgery is quite high, but it's not a disadvantage to let you help them..."

Zhou Tuan slowly stood up as he spoke, as if his waist was a little uncomfortable, he raised his hand and tapped it a few times before he felt more comfortable.

"Xiaoqing, you go to the side to rest for a while, I will deal with him."

At the moment when Zhou Tuan said this, Yan Qing didn't have time to react, only to hear a muffled bang, Song Luojin slammed his head against the glass, and pretended to jump from the window.

But what surprised Yan Qing was that Song Luojin didn't smash the glass, but bounced back and sat on the ground, looking dumbfounded as if he didn't realize what was going on.

"This...it's impossible..." Song Luojin looked at the window with a pale face, as if looking at a ghost, "How could I not break... ..”

Yan Qing believes that he has a lot of knowledge, so he has the answer after a little analysis, and he is very enthusiastic to explain to Song Luojin.

"You glass bulletproof, right?"

Song Luojin himself knew best whether the glass of this window was bulletproof or not, so when he heard Yan Qing's words, he immediately glared at him, but he also instantly remembered that there was a more deadly opponent over there and hurriedly turned his head... ..

At this time, Zhou Tuan had silently stood in front of Song Luojin, looking at him with a kind smile.

"I......"

Song Luojin was about to say something with a frightened expression, but he didn't expect that Zhou Tuan didn't intend to listen to him. Before Song Luojin could beg for mercy, Zhou Tuan's thin palm was already on his forehead.

At that moment, Song Luojin clearly saw a black talisman in Zhou Tuan's palm.

"You've done a lot of hurtful things over the years...so I wanted to save you from reincarnation...but now I'm going to exile you to hell..."

Zhou Tuan's kind voice sounded like some kind of supreme judgment. When Song Luojin heard these words, he didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​resistance. He gave up all resistance as if he was hypnotized, and looked at Zhou Tuan with a dull expression.

In silence, Zhou Tuan raised his hand, as if he had done nothing, and the smile on his face did not change at all, but at this moment Song Luojin fell down, his eyes were gray and white. anger.

"Dead...dead?" Yan Qing swallowed, his expression a little nervous, because he never thought that Zhou Tuan could kill him so easily.

"Put the bottle of stuff that Sansi gave you and pour it into his mouth, and it will live in his place in the future."

Zhou Tuan took out a pipe from his jacket pocket, lit it, and took two puffs. He was about to give Yan Qing a few more words when his phone suddenly rang.

"Xiao Bai? What's wrong?"

On the other side of the phone was Bai Xiaosheng, the head of the investigation department. Hearing Zhou Tuan's voice, he hurriedly said.

"Director! Didn't you ask me to help you watch the live broadcast?! The boy surnamed Chen came out!!"