After a while, a spell master on duty rushed over.

"Check him and see if there are any traces of spells on his body." Ye Yan directly ordered: "Especially the type of spells with control attributes."

"OK."

Waiting... The interrogation room was unusually quiet at this time, with only the crunching sound of Ma 0 eating potato chips.

"It's been checked, Mr. Ye." The conjurer said sternly at this time: "According to my investigation, there are no traces of any spells on this person... but this person's soul state is quite bad. If I give him this right now,

If you cast a curse, the success rate will be very high. Lord Ye, maybe I can help you cast a [Soul Search] curse on him..."

Ye Yan said expressionlessly: "[Soul Search] requires the approval of the Tribunal... You help me? Why are you helping me?"

The conjurer's eyes suddenly became confused, and he quickly lowered his head and said, "Master Ye, is there anything else? If not... Chong Gu's side seems to be calling too."

"It's okay, you can go." Ye Yan waved his hand.

"My subordinates resign."

…

"What should we do?" After the conjurer left, Ma O looked at the unconscious Tang Song and couldn't help scratching his head and said: "People are like this, how can they not be interrogated?"

Ye Yan thought for a while and said: "Lock him up first. There are a lot of things going on these days, and you haven't had any rest... Go back and have a rest first, and then go to work tomorrow."

As he said that, Ye Yan glanced at Xiao Luo Sir, who was spreading the manuscript paper written by Tang Song on the table and studying it, "You should also get off work. Being serious is a good thing, but you must pay attention to the balance between work and rest."

"Drink two drinks?" Ma 0 stretched at this time and asked, "Is there a better restaurant? Xiao Luo, come too?"

"I can't." Xiao Luo SIR shook his head and said, "I want to go back and rest early."

…

…

【Kunlun】...Baihu District, Baihu Street, Thirteenth Street, Seven Lanes.

The streets and lanes do not seem very quiet at night, on the contrary, they are extremely noisy - this is where casual cultivators live in their houses.

In fact, monks who do not have [Kunlun] blood family registration, even if they are in [Kunlun], it is difficult to enjoy the welfare aura and various assistance of [Kunlun].

But... [Even if I become a beggar, I will never go back! Only the air in Kunlun is sweet!]

There are many side streets and alleys like this, and the casual cultivators who have traveled to [Kunlun] for countless years have become a huge collective - thus giving birth to all walks of life.

Xiao Luo Sir was walking casually on the streets of Lane 7.

In the late night snack stalls, there are two or three casual cultivators getting drunk on the street. Under the psychic street lights, the enchanting female cultivators are looking for the sponsor from time to time... And in the corner, you will occasionally see someone burning clothes and muttering something.

The brazier was burning vigorously, and the burned paper money turned into fly ash, which started to spin on the road when the wind blew.

A piece of unburned paper money was hovering in the air.

Xiao Luo SIR stretched out his palm at this time, and the scraps of paper money slowly fell... In the middle of the dark night, a dozen wandering gods were wandering around holding lanterns.

He raised his head, took a casual look, stopped paying attention, and walked to a corner.

In the corner, I saw an old woman wearing a black turban. She was holding a shoe in her hand, and she was slapping the little paper figure on the stone.

Next to him, there was a woman sitting with a ferocious look on her face, looking... and smiling.

After a while, grandma stopped what she was doing, and the ferocious-looking woman also let out a long sigh. As if she was extremely satisfied, she hurriedly stuffed grandma with a red envelope and lowered her head.

Leave quickly.

"Ask divination or beat the villain?"

Grandma raised her head at this time and looked at the young man in front of her... In fact, few young monks would come to this kind of place - they preferred to go to the club not far away.

"Can I ask for directions?" Xiao Luo SIR narrowed his eyes.

I saw the grandma saying expressionlessly: "Child, what way are you asking about? If you are asking about the dead-end road, I'm afraid you won't be able to ask."

Speaking of this, grandma glanced at the night sky as if unintentionally.

However, Xiao Luo SIR asked curiously: "So, you can ask a dead person for directions?"

"What's the matter with you?" Grandma suddenly frowned and immediately closed the stall, "I don't want to do your business anymore. You can leave! If you want to have fun, go to Lane 5!"

"I'm asking for directions. Does the old lady know where a lady named Zhao Rong lives?" Xiao Luo SIR said calmly: "It should be nearby... By the way, people who know her will call her Rong.

Mother-in-law."
Chapter completed!