Qi Hao was really sad when he saw Huang Sheng's body.

This is a friend who has not given much to him, but he treats him sincerely.

With a long sigh, Qi Hao looked at Guo Haicheng.

"Where is the chrysanthemum?"

"Seventeen people stayed in the same room together, and their emotions were not stable after fighting with Shadow."

"Well... take me to see."

"Mask, there is something more important than this, your identity..."

"Juhua knows that she can be my guide and replace Huang Sheng..."

"Okay, then I'll transfer her to Handong. Anyway, the so-called director of the Supernatural Bureau is just a false position."

Qi Hao followed Guo Haicheng to a large room and met 17 people.

Just like Qi Hao thought, the problem is not very big. Using the curse of Qingxin Subduing Demons can eliminate their inner demons at once.

After the treatment of chrysanthemum, chrysanthemum pounced on Qi Hao's arms and cried bitterly.

"I love him, I love Huang Sheng!"

"I know……"

"But he doesn't know, he's dead!"

"Oh... let's get his spirit back."

"spirit?"

"Well, people have spirits after death, and it is difficult to find them. And it will definitely not be found if it takes too long. Huang Sheng just died, so I will think of a solution."

"What about revenge?"

"After taking revenge, the most important thing now is to find Huang Sheng's spirit."

...

A rural woman with some weight came to the bun shop opposite the sanatorium.

She has the characteristics of a rural woman, not tall, thick thighs, strong buttocks, slightly dark skin, looks strong and healthy, and of course, she has that body of flesh.

"Auntie, what should I eat?"

"aunt?"

The woman seemed a little angry.

"I'm a flower in the village. I'm only 42 years old this year. At most, you call me sister. How can you call me an aunt?"

"Hehe, that's my fault. You really should call me sister. What do you want to eat?"

"steamed stuffed bun."

"Okay, we are a big bun for Handong's specialty. My sister's physique is probably enough to eat."

"How much does one cost?"

"Two pieces."

"Oh, those twenty."

"Twenty? You want twenty yuan? That's ten."

"No, I want twenty buns."

"Oh...you want to pack it, right?"

"Who said I took it away? I want to eat it myself."

The owner of the bun shop was very surprised and thought that this was probably a mess. Only his buns were enough to set up a table of wine. If there were seven or eight adults, they could not eat it. It was really big and affordable. This person actually had twenty, which seemed to be a joke.

Although he didn't believe it, he always brought it to the customer after ordering it.

When I took the buns up, the owner of the bun shop thought, let me see how you could eat them all.

In the next twenty minutes, the owner of the bun shop witnessed a miracle. The woman actually ate all the buns without leaving any left.

"This guy...you...will you hold on to death?"

"Can you speak, don't you eat your twenty buns? Still dying? What are you thinking?"

While speaking, the woman got up and wanted to leave, and the boss hurried forward to stop her.

"Sister, this bun money..."

"Oh, by the way, I have to pay."

The boss rolled his eyes and thought to himself, can you be idiotic when selling buns in your house?

"I have no money."

"It's okay to scan the code."

"Oh, no."

"Sister, do you still want to have a tycoon meal?"

"See what you said, is it that the twenty buns are as for? Let's do this. If you go to this sanatorium and ask someone to ask for it, you will say that a beautiful woman came to the door. After eating twenty buns, she didn't pay for it. She asked them to pay it. If anyone pays it, you will bring him to me. I will sleep in your small shop first, and I will be exhausted."

After saying that, the woman actually lies on a stool to sleep, regardless of the fact that there are pedestrians on the road who can observe her fat body.

The boss couldn't help but thinks he was really a mess.

He could only go to the sanatorium nervously, and when he entered the door, he called someone to eat buns and refused to pay, saying that he would ask for money to come here.

A security guard on duty heard him shouting loudly and came over to ask. The boss told his experience.

The security guard frowned and said, "It's the big bun you sell? Can anyone eat twenty?"

"Yes, I was scared to death, that woman seemed like a greedy monster."

"She said she asked you to come here to find someone to ask for money?"

"Um."

The security guard thought for a while and said, "Take me to see. If it is ours, I will pay."

In this way, the security guard followed the boss out to see the woman.

This...he looks like an ordinary rural woman, snoring.

Boss Ma stepped forward and woke her up and said, "When people come, people are coming, please ask yourself if they are willing to pay you."

The little security guard hesitated and went forward and said, "Han Dong, the ninth group of yellow gates, don't you know where the senior comes from?"

The fat woman slapped:

"It seems that I have really found the right place. You can pay for the buns."

"Has the senior been transferred from other places to deal with the enemy?"

The security guard said it very obscurely and did not say the word "demon".

"Well, three groups of yellow-sex red-robed clothes, I heard that my baby apprentice is also in Handong?"

"Three groups..."

Han Dong was stunned. He had never seen anyone in the third group before, but he didn't expect that the first one he saw was like this.

There are nine groups of 63 subjects in the seventh subject. Some people say that the first group was the first to join, but in fact it is not the case.

In the seventh lesson, there is actually a selection and upgrading selection system.

In fact, the strength of the 7893 teams is not much different, and this is indeed distinguished according to the order of joining the group. The ninth group was finally established.

Then from the sixth group forward, the strength of each group is a threshold, and you can upgrade by increasing your strength.

In this way, the members of each group of the seventh department are arranged upwards in the form of a pyramid. The first group has the least people, but the strength is absolutely the strongest.

There were three groups of red clothes in front of him, which naturally made Han Dong feel strange. He gave the money to the bun and brought her inside. Soon after, Guo Haicheng came to greet her in person.

Those who can enter the first three groups must be super experts.

"I heard that chrysanthemums are here?"

"Yes, senior, are you familiar with her?"

"Well, I'm her master."

"Ah? Then aren't you the seventh-generation spirit-controlling hairdresser?"

"Uh... the so-called mage is just a psychic. It's just that some psychics can find successors, and then there are some cultivation methods. After being circulated for a long time, they will be named a wizard. I heard that the inheritors of Master Huo Fu are also here?"

"You should be talking about Ye Mei. It was originally there, but it was not here these days. Alas, Ye Mei is very unstable. She will become a variety of people. Some of them know about the Supernatural Bureau, some know about the clone, some know about the clone, and some know nothing. Each independent personality has a different lifestyle, and we don't understand her. She herself does not intend to change this kind of life. In fact, Ye Mei, as the master's personality, has not appeared for a long time. Occasionally, Ye Mei is not here with a mask. As long as the master's personality does not appear, the other personality is just random, and only the master's personality can be adapted to them."

"It's really complicated... Okay, I don't know much about your affairs. Actually, I've retired, and it's great to take care of my children and raise pigs at home. However, there are actually not many people in the first three groups in China, and some of them are me who haven't performed tasks for a long time. I also heard that my apprentice came here. Is that demon really amazing?"

At this moment, the chrysanthemum outside the door rushed in and threw herself into the arms of the red-clothed man.

"Ah, good disciple, why are you crying so miserably?"
To be continued...