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"Daozhang Li, hello, I'm Zhou Lin."

The visitor looked ecstatic, but Li Zhile was still nibbling on his biscuit silently.

The first meeting between Zhou Lin and Li Zhile was not happy. Zhou Lin was injured so badly that no one would look at his face carefully. At the same time, Li Zhile didn't look at other people's faces very much. He felt that all human beings looked alike, except for his benefactor.

Zhuang Qinghe blocked the man's sight, "The visitor is a guest, please sit down, this gentleman."

"Mr. Zhou, please sit down." Chen Jin signaled Li Zhile not to eat the biscuits, but Li Zhile couldn't understand the wink, and wondered if Chen Jin's eyes were cramping.

Zhou Lin didn't sit down, but strode up to Li Zhile, "We've been looking for you, are you interested in having a private chat with me?"

Chen Jin sneaked a glance at Zhuang Qinghe, Zhuang Qinghe lowered his eyes, as if he didn't care too much.

Li Zhile remembered it, and became a little interested. After suffering such a serious injury, he healed up so quickly, and his body is strong enough, which means he can fight.

"Where are we talking?"

Zhuang Qinghe turned the wheelchair, and just as he was pushing it, Li Zhile grabbed him with one hand, "Where are you going?" Li Zhile was puzzled, "I will be able to deal with this person soon."

Only then did Zhuang Qinghe confirm that the conversation between Li Zhile and Zhou Lin was not on the same channel. He looked at Li Zhile, "How do you plan to solve it?"

"Let's fight." Li Zhile rolled up his sleeves. The white sweater was soft and comfortable, but it was not convenient for fighting.

Zhuang Qinghe sneered.

Zhou Lin quickly explained, "Mr. Li, I am not asking you to fight."

"Then what are you going to do?" Li Zhile suddenly lost interest.

"Please join the Special Events Handling Academy."

Academy of Special Events Handling Sciences, the core of the name is the first two words, special.

What is special?

Ghosts, gods and demons, and all kinds of strange things that cannot be explained by common sense are handled and explained by this Academy of Sciences. Zhou Lin's department is the Special Events Handling Field Service Department.

Li Zhile seemed to understand but half understood, and asked doubtfully, "Then can you deal with the curse on Mr. Zhuang's body?"

Since he was injured by the demon god last time, his body seemed to be healed, but only he knew that his heart vein was directly shattered by the demon god, and it would take a lot of spiritual power to recover again.

But here the aura is thin, Li Zhile's recovery is too slow, and the most important thing is that he can no longer find the person who cast the curse through Zhuang Qinghe's blood.

"Is Mr. Zhuang cursed?" Zhou Lin suddenly realized, "No wonder I haven't heard of Zhuang Qinghe's legs and feet before."

Li Zhile said: "Then do you have a solution?"

Zhou Lin waved his hand, "I'm on the field, how could I know these twists and turns, I have to ask Zuo Xuan for this kind of thing."

When Zhou Lin took Li Zhile out, it was time for lunch. Aunt Chen brought fried glutinous rice balls to the table and greeted Li Zhile, "Come and eat, Mr. Li, I didn't make it for you yesterday, but I made it for you today."

I didn't make it yesterday because Zhuang Qinghe didn't allow it. Everyone knew it well, only Li Zhile thought it was impossible to make it, so I was looking forward to eating this dish today.

Li Zhile was a little hesitant, but thinking about Zhuang Qinghe's legs, he still refused, "I'll go out with Mr. Zhou first."

"Actually, we can go after eating." Zhou Lin suggested.

Li Zhile pulled Zhou Lin up and left.

Zhuang Qinghe picked up his chopsticks with a blank expression on his face. Without Li Zhile, there was only Zhuang Qinghe sitting on the table.

When Zhou Dun walked in, Chen Jin signaled to him that Zhuang Qinghe was in a bad mood. Zhou Dun was holding the mobile phone that fell out of Li Zhile's Taoist robe in his hand, "Mr. Zhuang, there is only one phone number on this mobile phone. Call The phone number that came in was a person named Mu Ziming, Mu Ziming, a registered Taoist priest of the Xiaoyao Sect. Besides, only the operator has sent messages to this phone."

This mobile phone was bought by Mu Ziming. In order to get revenge, he bought a mobile phone for his enemy, but he didn't get through a single call, and no one answered it.

Of course, Li Zhile didn't know if Mu Ziming had called, the phone had been turned off long ago.

Zhou Dun continued, "This number is not registered with an ID card, and the mobile phone is also very cheap, not a high-end product."

How about spending 2000 yuan?

Fortunately, Mu Ziming couldn't hear these words.

"Can the Xiaoyao faction get in touch?" Zhuang Qinghe put down his chopsticks, he didn't have much appetite.

"The head of the Xiaoyao Sect, Shepherd Taoist, has a high reputation and a good reputation. Do you want to meet him?"

Zhuang Qinghe said indifferently: "Of course it is to meet Li Zhile's old friend, that Muzi understands."

Zhou Lin was driving the car with Li Zhile. Li Zhile didn't know the destination. Zhou Lin looked rough, but he drove very carefully, so he was very slow.

Zhou Lin glanced at Li Zhile in the co-pilot, who was staring at the dolls on the car.

Zhou Lin said: "It's cute, my sister gave it to me."

Li Zhile let go of the doll, "It's just so cute."

"Why did you appear there?" Zhou Lin asked seemingly casually, but the car started to speed up.

Li Zhile has always been frank, "I smell the breath of demon cultivators. I have a grudge against them, so I will kill them when I see them."

Zhou Lin said: "Then can you kill them? There are so many demon cultivators."

"You can't kill them. You can't see them. But are most of the demon cultivators human?" Li Zhile had killed demon cultivators before, but most of them were monsters. Monsters cultivated into demons, which can be regarded as a crash course in cultivation.

"Aren't all demon cultivators human?" Zhou Lin realized that Li Zhile might not be human, "How many years have you lived?"

"I don't know how many years I've lived."

Zhou Lin patted Zuo Xuan on the shoulder. Zuo Xuan had a headache and asked, "Then do you know what species you are?"

Academy of Special Events Handling Sciences.

It's really far away from the dealer's old house, and the car didn't arrive until midnight, but the lights inside were still brightly lit.Zuo Xuan hadn't gotten off work yet, and was blocked by Zhou Lin at the office door.

"There is no monster that has been formed through cultivation and does not know what species it is." Zuo Xuan suddenly realized, "Could it be because the name is different now? It's like the Songjiang perch in the past. People have really eaten."

"Why do you give this example to the monster, you are careful to be complained about threats and intimidation."

Zhou Lin is not talking empty teeth, most of the field workers in their department are ghosts.It is not easy for spirits to cultivate a human form, and they have to prevent being eaten by humans during the cultivation process. After all, human beings have a wide range of recipes. Those who swim in the sea, run on the ground, and fly in the sky all want to try it.

Zuo Xuan said that he was suspected of threatening and intimidating spirits.

"Then can you eat me?" Li Zhile asked seriously.

Zuo Xuan turned his pen, "Now that you have consciousness, you can no longer be treated as food."

Li Zhile kind of expected him to be the food of a certain species, so that he might know who he was, but judging from their tone, they didn't know either.

"As long as you become the original form, don't you know?" Zuo Xuan said, "It's not a big deal for us to ask other colleagues what species you are when you become the original form."

That's the problem, "I can't change myself."

"What?" Zuo Xuan and Zhou Lin looked at each other.

Of course Li Zhile knows that he can know what he is by becoming the original form, but he cannot change into the original form. He only knows that he is not a human being, but he cannot become the so-called original form.

There is no solution to this matter for the time being, and it may also be that something went wrong during the cultivation process and it cannot return to its original shape. This is also possible.

When it came to Zhuang Qing and the curse, Zuo Xuan was a little interested, "Because you were cursed and couldn't walk?"

Li Zhile nodded.

"Then are you sure it's a curse, not something else?"

Li Zhile shifted his gaze to Zhou Lin, "Is the person you know reliable? He doesn't seem to trust me very much."

Zhou Lin was helpless, "Zuo Xuan, Mr. Li is our distinguished guest."

Zuo Xuandao: "I have to see the real person."

On the other hand, Mu Ziming received a disturbing phone call saying that Zhuang Qinghe wanted to see him.

He, Mu Ziming, did not make any name in the Tao.

Then there is only one reason - the enemy Li Zhile.

Mu Ziming's father, Mu Daozhong, thought of many ways to reactivate the spiritual weapon in Mu Ziming's body, but the broken spiritual weapon could not be reactivated at all.

Their cultivation requires spiritual weapons in their bodies to store spiritual energy, so that they can slowly transfer the absorbed spiritual energy into spiritual power in their bodies, instead of letting the spiritual energy dissipate as soon as it enters the body.

The spirit weapon is the beginning of every cultivator, and each sect has its own way to let the spirit weapon enter the body. Different spirit weapons can store different amounts of spiritual power.

If the body cannot bear the spiritual weapon, then it will not be able to practice; if the body's spiritual weapon is broken, then the body that can no longer accommodate the second spiritual weapon will not be able to practice, unless it is advanced immediately, and the spiritual weapon can be discarded after the advanced stage , really set foot on the avenue of cultivation.

Mu Ziming's situation is very special, his spiritual weapon was smashed, which is very difficult for a cultivator to do.

The spiritual weapon is a magic weapon that surpasses their cultivation ability. Even Cang Shu just gave up the spiritual weapon just now, and his strength is far different from theirs. But when it comes to piercing the spiritual weapon with chopsticks, Mu Dao doesn’t think Cang Shu can do it. do it.

Mu Daozhong decided to go with Mu Ziming to see the person who smashed Mu Ziming's spirit weapon.

Li Zhile didn't need to eat, but Zhou Lin and Zuo Xuan still had to eat something.

"Do you want to call that Zhuang Qinghe?" Zhou Lin walked over with a bowl of instant noodles. Zhuang Qinghe didn't look like a good-tempered person at first sight. Li Zhile left as soon as he said that. Any employer like this would feel uncomfortable. He glanced at Li Zhile The red bead on the hand, "What is this?"

"Blood." Li Zhile put away the blood drop, "Hurry up and eat it, we can go on our way after eating."

Not only can he not hear the sound in the blood drop, he can't even shrink the ground into an inch, this is not right.

The more serious problem is that his spiritual power is getting less and less.