Lin Feng doesn't talk nonsense.

The little fairy's body was lying on the ground, and Lin Feng said to Xu and Taoist Master Wang: "I'll both fellow Taoists take action and put away his soul, and we'll take him away."

"good."

Time is tight, and the two Taoist priests don't say much. They use their own methods, but they still haven't seen the soul of the little god appear after waiting for a long time.

The little fairy had no aura and lay coldly on the ground, but he was not dead.

Lin Feng used the Five Ghosts's Transportation Technique again and observed from the Five Ghosts' perspective, and found that this was not an illusion.

He wasn't hypnotized either.

It's a little god who is not dead.

He was pinched and his neck bone was still alive, his heartbeat slightly.

“Incredible.”

Lin Feng whispered, and he dragged the little god who had obviously lost his ability to resist and left here, and the group quickly disappeared on the street.

Along the way, Lin Feng used the Five Ghosts to move the trick to carefully observe the little god. The little god was not likely to wake up, but he was indeed alive. His injuries were healing quickly at an absolutely impossible speed.

The little god is not only a hypnotic skill.

He was completely unsuitable for Lin Feng to say this in the world of cultivating immortals.

But he had no other description to describe the little god.

Then let’s say that. In Lin Feng’s feeling, he felt that the little god had mutated.

He just looks a bit human.

...

Tianjin, at 8 o'clock in the evening.

Tobacco restaurant.

It has been a while since Lord Lin sold cigarettes, but there are many tobacco shops on Tianjin Street. Not only are private cigarette traffickers, but even the Canal Transport Chamber of Commerce and the Tianjin government office have also been involved in this business.

There are some tobacco shops that do not avoid people. They are built openly on the street. When you walk over, you can see the old Taoist who blows the wind into the curtain.

There are also tobacco shops that are hidden in the alleys.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, many people hid in the alley, surrounding the Eight Immortals Table on the kang, swallowing clouds and mist.

This is a tobacco restaurant that doesn't even have a cover.

The people inside are not as thin as those old guests outside.

Every person here has blue veins that look like radiation on each body, and the capillaries appear blue-purple, spreading all over the body.

Even their eyes were bloody.

They don't need to smoke.

Someone paid them the silver dollars.

President Lin brought Butler Hu to the outside of the tobacco restaurant. He looked up at the tobacco restaurant and walked in silently.

Those who are sucking in the clouds have no time to take care of two uninvited guests.

President Lin's eyes swept across the people, and when he saw their naked skin outside his clothes, his pupils couldn't help but spread a little wider.

These days, he has walked through tobacco shops on the streets and alleys of Tianjin. He has seen more than one such person.

Is the Mogu Dao really making a comeback?

President Lin didn't know that he was in a heavy mood and went straight to see the shopkeeper here. The shopkeeper saw that the visitor was the president of the famous Caoyun Chamber of Commerce. He was also shocked. He heard that the Caoyun President wanted to dump opium at a low price, and the shopkeeper was in a state of spirit.

"You please sit down and have tea, what do you say?"

The shopkeeper said with great sincerity.

President Lin didn't say anything, but Butler Hu stepped forward and raised his finger.

The goods he gave were less than 30% of the market!

"30% of the market! No problem, President Lin, I have no problem here."

The shopkeeper said, President Lin waved and asked Butler Hu to hold the door. The shopkeeper also said with a wink, "The thug is away."

President Lin posted it and put a commercial ticket on the table.

When the shopkeeper saw a commercial bill of 1,000 taels of silver.

The shopkeeper's eyes were hot, but his heart was a little cold. He didn't dare to take the money, and licked his lips and asked, "You old, what do you mean?"

President Lin whispered in his ear, and the shopkeeper opened his eyes wide.

He looked at President Lin carefully, and finally nodded and said, "A word is a matter of certainty, but my money cannot be lost.

I won’t tell my boss about this, but you should also pay attention, just about it.”

The shopkeeper demarcated the way.

"good."

President Lin agreed, and after that, he put on his hat and left.

The shopkeeper stuffed the thousand taels of silver into his clothes. Looking at President Lin’s back, he didn’t know what the master was doing.

President Lin’s idea was very simple.

The Canal Transport Chamber of Commerce has been booming over the years. Almost all the largest merchant ships in Tianjin were under the command of the Canal Transport Chamber of Commerce. He secretly transported the opium to the ground, and then poisoned the opium to death, poisoning the people from the Demon Ancient Road.

He walked around the streets, scouted all the places where the Mogu Road gathered, and bought the opium.

He wanted these people from the Mogudao to be poisoned to death in the opium hall.

No more harm to the world.

As he walked out of the street, a child hit him. President Lin looked down and saw that the child ran away quickly without even apologizing.

"Not a pickpocket."

President Lin said that there are many small pickpockets like Tianjin.

This belongs to the lowest class, and specializes in abducting kidnapping other people's children and forcing them to become pickpockets.

President Lin limped away from here with a crutch. This was the root cause of his illness when he killed the Mogu Road.

He also injured his lung meridian.

When the weather is hot or cold, you will cough.

Butler Hu followed him and left here with him.

After they left here, the child who hit the person came over again. There was an adult standing beside him. The adult was wearing a black robe and wrapped himself tightly, without revealing his skin at all.

"Did you see it?"

He said to the child Lian Huaqing: "Did you remember this face?

This face is the person who led his troops to wipe out the Mogudao.

He is now the president of the Canal Transport Chamber of Commerce, and he achieved his position with his blood-stained hands.

We are all just a group of patients, a group of patients who want to get medicine, what's wrong with us!"

When he got here, his tone was a little excited.

Fortunately, he calmed down and pulled Lian Huaqing away.

"Remember the faces of these people, remember the faces of everyone in Tianjin.

After you become the leader, you will revive the ancient Demonic Road and destroy Tianjin. Do you understand?"

"I understand, Master."

Lian Huaqing said obediently.

The man in black laughed with unknown meaning and left here with Lian Huaqing.

To revive the ancient Demonic Path, we need the leader and the preacher of the scriptures.

To destroy Tianjin, the leader alone is enough.

During class, Lian Huaqing applied plaster to his mouth in pain to relieve the pain.

In front of him was a float drowned where I didn't know where. Inside the float, there seemed to be bugs wriggling.

"What I teach you today is Nanyang's head-sucking technique.

After learning, I want you to learn Western science.

Evolution is the only route to our Mogudao.

We want to become God, and we want to become Tianjin, the only river god!"

The leader instilled Lian Huaqing.

However, Lian Huaqing wanted to revive the Mogudao plan.
To be continued...