You are not human

Ao Jinyu's eyes widened unexpectedly: "You mean, the person who instructed you has something to do with me?"

Aunt Qiu looked at him with a half-smile: "Yeah, actually, we shouldn't fight at all. In fact, we are all for your own good, silly boy."

She made a silent movement, "I seem to have said too much."

She observed Ao Jinyu's expression, he seemed to be at a loss for a moment, and then raised his fist again without hesitation.

Aunt Qiu frowned slightly, pulled "Zhang Xiaobao" as a shield, and avoided the attack: "Don't you believe it?"

"I can't tell if you're lying or not." Ao Jinyu raised his head with a straight face, "But my father taught me that suspicious guys should be beaten first, as long as they are not ordinary people, they don't have to go to the sky prison if they keep their breath! "

Aunt Qiu: "..."

How do you Donghai Dragon Palace teach children!

Ao Jinyu has always felt that he is not a radical in the East China Sea Dragon Clan. After all, he still remembered his mission before he started. He first asked: "Where is the real Zhang Xiaobao? Did you arrest him?"

"Did you also arrest Lao Zhang? What's your purpose in doing these bad things?"

Aunt Qiu laughed: "You can guess, if you guess right, maybe I..."

Ao Jinyu chased after him directly.

He wasn't worried about attracting mortals, after all, he had also been trained by the Three Realms Mutual Aid Committee - before entering the door, he had set up a barrier.

Aunt Qiu dodged in a bit of a panic, Ao Jinyu had already collected her strength, but "Zhang Xiaobao" couldn't stand a few beatings at all, and had already turned into a rag doll.

She quickly said: "Wait! I didn't say no to answer!"

Ao Jinyu did not intend to stop, he showed an apologetic expression: "But the work manual says that if the other party deliberately says something, it is probably to delay time, and I will not be fooled!"

"Cut!" For a moment, Aunt Qiu had a ferocious expression that did not fit the role of "Aunt Qiu". Seeing Ao Jinyu's fist was close in front of her eyes, she immediately cut off the connection with the puppet.

Aunt Qiu and "Zhang Xiaobao" immediately turned into dead objects that had lost their vitality, their limbs drooping limply, and even their heads were tilted to one side.

Ao Jinyu withdrew his strength in time, and didn't intend to waste time on the two puppets who couldn't respond.

He has already noticed that this "Aunt Qiu" should not be very good at fighting, but that puppet is quite troublesome. If someone else came today, she might have fooled her.

Ao Jinyu looked at the two puppets in front of him, "Zhang Xiaobao" is okay to say, this thing doesn't look like a human being, but Aunt Qiu looks completely like a corpse. She said earlier that it was made of living people. the puppet...

Ao Jinyu shook his head slightly, showing a little pity, reached out and touched the foreheads of Aunt Qiu and "Zhang Xiaobao", a golden light flashed, and the cold puppet expression seemed to relax a little.

If the things here were seen by mortals, it would be difficult to explain, so he had to stuff them into his storage bag first, and then reported the progress of the mission to Director Huang.

Director Huang seems to have just finished. The person he chased was a "mountain-moving ghost". He said it was a ghost, but in fact he was a ghost made of rocks in the mountain. coolie.

The one caught this time was sent here to move Zhang Xiaobao, but this unlucky guy was stopped by Director Huang halfway, which meant that Zhang Xiaobao was still in the hospital.

The most urgent task now is to find Zhang Xiaobao, Director Huang is rushing here, and ask Ao Jinyu to search around the hospital first, trying to find him.

Ao Jinyu scratched his head in distress. The hospital is so big, where can I find it?He looked out of the window worriedly, and Beibei said he was coming over, hoping he would not meet any bad people.

Gotta act fast.

……

In front of the outpatient department of the hospital, the middle-aged man wearing a hat sitting on a chair in the lobby with his neck shrunk suddenly opened his eyes, his face turned pale, and he cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, isn't it easy to lie! "

Judging from his appearance, no one would associate him with "Aunt Qiu".

Ao Jinyu guessed right, this puppet master is not good at fighting.He is obsessed with mechanism puppetry, but he doesn't like making murderous weapons. He wholeheartedly seeks to create puppets that are more like living people, and finally embarked on the road of making puppets from living things.

This time I came here, but I just accepted a commission.

——The immortal cultivators who are dedicated to pursuing the righteous way have formed the Three Realms Mutual Aid Committee, and the evil cultivators who go against the righteous way also have their own organizations.

He didn't dare to stay, lowered his hat, and walked quickly towards the outside of the hospital.

Walking out of the hospital gate, he looked around vigilantly to make sure that no one was following him, then he was relieved and got into the taxi in front of him.

"Go..." Before he could say his destination, the taxi was already speeding forward.

The middle-aged man was thrown heavily on the back seat of the car, the scenery outside the car window quickly reversed, the sky quickly darkened, the sides of the road were pitch black, and only a tall stone tablet could be faintly seen on the side of the road in front of him.

The middle-aged man realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

The driver laughed: "Sir, this trip is to Hades, but there is no return journey."

The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, and he rushed over and shook the car door, but the door didn't move at all, as if it was welded to death, he turned his head again, gritted his teeth and attacked the driver in the driver's seat.

The silk thread from the fingertips flew towards him, but passed through the opponent's body and fell into the air.

The driver seemed amused by his senseless resistance, and couldn't help shaking his head.

The middle-aged man suddenly smelled the smell of burnt paper. He looked down in a panic, and suddenly found that the taxi he was sitting in had become made of paper, and it was burning from the bottom, and it was about to burn out.

The middle-aged man screamed, but there was nowhere to escape.

The driver in the driver's seat turned into a tightly wrapped man with long black hair. He wore a pair of black leather gloves with spikes, covering half of his face.

He tapped the burning paper steering wheel with his fingertips with great interest, as if admiring the other party's fear: "Everyone is doomed to die, why should you struggle?"

"I hope you will be tougher, I have a lot of punishments I want to use."

The paper taxi was completely burned, and the middle-aged man fell from the air with a scream. The long-haired man wrapped the rope around his neck in a flick, and the two of them landed on a narrow path where the road could not be seen clearly.

The middle-aged man grabbed the rope with both hands and made a breathless "ho ho" sound. He seemed to be weightless, and was easily dragged forward by the long-haired man.

At this moment, he finally saw the words on the stone tablet in the distance - the gate of hell.

The bright red blood characters seem to have just been written in blood, carrying the unique coldness and evil spirit of Hades, and resting at the intersection of Yin and Yang.

The middle-aged man looked terrified: "This is the gate of hell, you, you are..."

"Oh, it's rare to have an outside job. I'm so happy that I forgot to report my family name." The man turned his face slightly, revealing half of his face covered with black cloth, and his bright yellow narrow eyes showed a smile. , is the emperor who is in charge of torture and punishment."

"My lord said, since the Three Realms Mutual Aid Committee has an insider, let's interrogate it first, and then hand over the person."

"But... this is the gate of hell after all. When you come in, you are a human, and when you take it out, you are a ghost."

The middle-aged man was shaking like chaff: "I, my life is not over, you can't..."

"Look at what you said." Di Zui Jun rolled his eyes with a smile, but his tone was extremely gentle, "You will lose your life if you do bad things."

"Ah!" The middle-aged man finally rolled his eyes and passed out.

Emperor Di Sin stopped in his tracks, checked to make sure he was really dizzy, and then regretfully said: "My lord, he fainted from fright."

If the middle-aged man was still awake, he would probably be astonished that there was still a person on the stone tablet with a smoldering aura—this person had no breath at all, as if he didn't exist.

Yin Bei sat with one leg bent, and nodded lightly: "He looks like he has no guts. He should be able to ask something. You should interrogate first."

"But I didn't expect that the one caught this time was actually a mortal."

"Hello, mortals, we are professional counterparts." Emperor Sin looked at the fainted middle-aged man with a smile, his gaze was as friendly as that of a butcher shop owner looking at a pig on a hook, and asked casually, "Don't let Wu Shanjun Convict first?"

Yin Bei waved his hand: "He's not dead yet, the karma is unresolved, it's hard to tell."

The middle-aged man was right. His life span was not over yet, so they wouldn't kill him directly. Those words just now were specially used by Emperor Sin to scare him.

Even though one's life is shortened by doing bad deeds, one will not die immediately, not to mention the possibility of retribution after death.

Yin Bei unfolded a book in front of him, and it flipped to the end, and then closed it by itself.

Yin Bei raised his eyebrows: "I can't find the name in the book of life and death, most likely because of the hidden characters."

Emperor Sin didn't look surprised: "Since we know we will be offended, we should hide our horoscope. You can't still carry your ID card with you when you commit crimes."

"Don't worry, my lord, I will ask."

"Yeah." Yin Bei came up with a bad idea with a calm expression, "You will lie to him in a while, saying that he is dead, and you will throw him into the frying pan."

"Leave it to me, and make sure he will be there." Emperor Sin smiled slightly, "If he still insists, I will let him suffer a little bit first, and tell him to hammer the meat until it is soft. The bones and meridians are broken and kneaded into a ball, and it is delicious after being fried..."

Yin Bei nodded in satisfaction: "I knew you were good at this."

Emperor Sin shook his head: "If the Three Realms Mutual Aid Committee sees it, they will say that we have committed a crime."

"Are we an organization of the underworld?" Yin Bei raised his eyebrows as a matter of course, "Isn't it normal that the means are not visible?"

"Yes." Di Zui Jun smiled and rolled his eyes, "But now that everyone has been caught, don't you need to go to the hospital? It's just that you promised that little prince..."

Yin Bei: "... Tsk, interrogate your prisoner."

"Zhang Xiaobao hasn't been found yet, I'll take a look."

He was too lazy to listen to Di Zuijun's teasing, and disappeared in place.

Emperor Sin grabbed the middle-aged man by the chain and lifted him up, Youyou shook his head: "The authorities are bewildered."

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Ao Jinyu: I hope Beibei will not encounter bad people.

Yin Bei: On the contrary, you should pray that the bad guys won't meet me.