Chapter 242

Singing didn't understand what was going on before the little girl.

Fortunately, after he lost 80% of the power of stars in his body, the little girl's situation also stabilized.

Chen long looked at the little girl and sang again. His eyes were very complicated.

Before long, Qin Yuming also came with people.

There are about seven or eight police cars roaring.

Looking at the situation here, Qin Yuming instructed them to take the children in the cage first, and then send them back one by one.

Looking at the mess in the yard, Qin Yuming's eyes also fell on the two soul calling flags, which is simply the unique symbol of ghost sect.

"Ghost sect again?" She couldn't help asking.

She knew about her previous singing trip to Suzhou.

Singing turned his face and looked at the children held by the police.

Most of them were trying to break free and screamed.

Like a frightened rabbit.

Many of the wounds on their bodies have given off a rotten smell. Fortunately, they are still alive.

"These bastards..." Sang loudly and scolded.

When he was in Suzhou before, he was full of anger at ghost sect.

If it weren't for those people of ghost sect, why would Qin Yan be so?

A man who dies for his country and does not fall after death should be a hero.

But even after death, I was choked by them.

And the children.

And this fat chick.

He gasped heavily.

"Shall we go back?" Qin Yuming said.

"Let's see what's going on here."

Singing, he stood up and went into the room.

In fact, the house is very simple.

In the dim light, two wooden beds, moldy bedding, and some jars that had been prepared but had not been used, he sang and counted them briefly. There were exactly eighteen.

Several cat barks attracted the attention of the singing.

He turned around and found that there was an iron cage under the wooden bed in the corner of the room, with several cats in it, and they were supposed to replace Wutong tree.

"It's really them." Sing and take a deep breath.

The last trace of doubt was dispelled.

In the room, there is also a wooden table with burnt marks. It looks like it was accidentally baked when the electric mosquito repellent incense was baked. I don't know when it happened.

On the table, there were many things. Gao Ge glanced at them and found that most of them were seal characters. What really made Gao Ge curious was that there was a book on it. He was a little confused. Just at this time, master Wen also came in.

"These seal characters are all good things!" When master Wen saw the things on the table, he was so excited that he rushed forward and began to search.

Singing didn't want to stop anything.

But he felt something interesting about the book that master Wen picked up. He walked over and saw the horror of master Wen who had opened the book.

"It's some secrets of the ghost sect. Tut Tut, unexpectedly, the ghost sect still has these superb Sabre techniques, huh? It's the painting method of soul binding talisman. Ha ha, with this thing, I don't have to worry about running out of talisman seal characters. Good thing! It's really good!"

He raised his head, saw Gao Song staring at himself with a complex look, frowned a little, coughed, and asked, "what's the matter, little brother?"

"There are some painting methods of seal characters and some secrets of ghost sect?" Asked the singer.

Master Wen nodded, then said with some worry, "do you have to give this to the Dragon Pavilion?"

Gao Ge rubbed his temples, did not answer his questions, but directly called Qin Yuming and Chen long.

"Bring me that book." Singing, he stretched out his hand to master Wen and said.

Although master Wen was not happy, he could only pass the book with his mouth tilted when he thought of the gap between himself and the other party in strength and the other party's identity.

It's hard to imagine how bad a fifty year old man can be with his mouth tilted.

"What is this?" Qin Yuming, who received the book from Gao singer, glanced at it and said, "is there a wordless heavenly book?"

Sing a sigh of relief.

He thought that he had an eye problem and couldn't see the contents of the book.

"I can't see either." Seeing Gao Ge and staring at himself, although he hasn't opened his mouth yet, Chen long already knows what the other party wants to say.

After hearing this, master Wen realized why he looked at himself so strangely before singing.

He went up to him, looked at the book, looked puzzled and asked, "can't you see the content of this book?"

Singing, Qin Yuming and Chen Long nodded.

Master Wen took the book and looked through it for a while. He said, "strange, why can't you see it? I can see it?"

"Probably because your master was originally a member of the ghost sect?" Gao Ge thought for a while and said, "so, you are also a disciple of the ghost sect, which has something to do with the inheritance of your ghost sect?"

Although singing is not very sure of your opinion, at present, this is the most likely.

The smile on master Wen's face looked like a wrinkled chrysanthemum.

"In that case, the book belongs to me?" Asked master Wen.

Gao Ge didn't speak, but looked at Qin Yuming.

It's not that he can be the master of his family, but if you ask him for his opinions, he certainly doesn't care. Anyway, he doesn't know much about metaphysics. He specializes in art! People can't be too greedy. Thinking of getting involved in every field will only be like a stupid bear who picks up sesame and loses watermelon.

Qin Yuming smiled and said, "of course."

"Really?" Master Wen couldn't believe his ears.

Although he seldom deals with the Dragon Pavilion, the Dragon Pavilion is not so easy to talk when he wants to come, is it?

"As long as you join the Dragon Pavilion." Qin Yuming said.

Master Wen was stunned: "I? Join the Dragon Pavilion?"

"Yes." Qin Yuming said.

Singing was a little surprised.

He did not expect that Qin Yuming would have such an idea.

But then again.

Although he felt that master Wen's level was not high, in fact, it was true, but I have to say that master Wen really helped a lot this time.

Otherwise, they can't even find here.

Master Wen's face was full of depression.

He did not answer Qin Yuming's question, but fell into thinking.

Qin Yuming just looked at him quietly with calm eyes.

"To become a member of the Dragon Pavilion, there is the possibility of sacrifice at any time, right?" Master Wen whispered.

"Yes." Qin Yuming did not hesitate.

Although she knew very well that the other party didn't want this answer, she wouldn't have any ambiguity.

As for cheating the other party in first, she wouldn't do so.

Basically, every member of the Dragon Pavilion is voluntary.

Of course, singing is an exception.

"Little brother, do you think I want to join?" Master Wen asked, looking at the song with a sad face.

He laughed and said, "you need to make your own decision."

Master Wen read the book in his arms, bit his teeth and stamped his feet: "OK, I'll join the Dragon Pavilion! However, I also have a question."

"Say."

"Is the salary high?"

Qin Yuming smiled and said, "high, very high."

"Then I'll rest assured..." master Wen was finally happy.