The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

The car rutted over the stone bricks covered with a little moss, turned and drove into the parking lot.

After leaving the apartment, Qin Zhi drove Qi Zidong to the oldest alley in Nancheng - Zhutang Lane.

This alley is famous for its long history. After being transformed into a modern pedestrian street, it has lost a bit of its aura, but if you search carefully, you can still find a few antique shops hidden in the corners.

Qi Zidong stopped and seemed to be picking something, while Qin Zhi was standing at the back, and happened to see Song Muzhao who came to play with his classmates.

"What are you doing?"

Those two people were too conspicuous both in their attire and in their actions, Song Muzhao noticed them from afar.She peeped at the side for a while, and finally couldn't bear it and slipped over.

Qin Zhi stood with his arms folded, and lazily replied: "The master said he wanted to buy something."

Song Muzhao came over curiously to look at it, Qin Zhi rumpled his hair because of his height advantage, and pushed back by the way: "It's okay to see, don't disturb the master."

Song Muzhao glared at Qin Zhizhi to express his dissatisfaction, but he still stood about a meter away in an orderly manner, poked his head and asked, "Master, what are you buying?"

Qin Zhi glanced at her sideways, a little dissatisfied with Song Muzhao calling him "Master Zu", but since Qi Zidong didn't speak, she could only suppress her dissatisfaction in her heart.

Qi Zidong's face was covered with the black cloth covering her eyes, but her behavior was no different from normal people, as if she could easily "see" things through the black cloth.

She picked up a bunch of small copper coins, each of which was only the size of a thumbnail, covered with old rusty stains, tied into a string with a thin red string, and it made a tinkling sound when pulled.

Qi Zidong said indifferently: "How much?"

The owner of the ancient shop leaned lazily by the counter, holding a bong that looked like a dead branch, without even looking at it, he said casually, "300 yuan a bunch, no bargaining."

Qin Zhi's face was a bit unfriendly: "I don't think your copper coins are worth the price—"

The boss said: "If you like it, buy it or not, if you don't buy it, get out."

Qi Zidong stopped Qin Zhi with a slight wave of his hand, and calmly handed out six hundred-yuan bills, and pushed them over: "A bunch of copper coins, a bundle of red thread."

The boss snorted, tapped lightly on the glass cabinet with the tip of his bong, made a clear "Pang" sound, and said, "You know the goods."

Sweeping the five fingers of the large robe on the table, he grabbed all six red banknotes in his hand in an instant.

Qin Zhi frowned and looked at the boss counting with a pipe in his mouth, a little puzzled: "Master, why did you buy these? Red thread, copper coins, plus the previous yellow rice paper and black ink with horns—"

"Are you going to set up an array?"

After Qi Zidong put away her things, she lowered her eyelids and said softly: "You will know later." After finishing speaking, she got up and walked over the two of them to another shop in the market.

Qin Zhi couldn't figure it out, but he didn't dare to ask the bottom line, so he could only follow Qi Zidong quickly.

Song Muzhao and his classmates talked a few words, then excitedly followed, and asked, "Master, do you want to set up a formation? What kind of formation? Can you summon the demon Lucifer?"

Qin Zhi Fu forehead: "...Lucifer and us are not at odds, I'm just guessing about the formation, the master must have his own ideas."

Although the voices of the two were kept very low, Qi Zidong still heard most of them.

She lowered her head slightly, and the little red rope wearing copper coins was hanging on her fingertips, every strand of it was tightly entwined.

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The night wind carried a little water vapor, passing by the ears, and biting a bit of coolness on the cheeks.

There was a slight ringing in the air, Zhang Kuang raised his eyebrows, put his fingertips on the Qiankun bag and tapped it, and the mobile phone in the white protective case suddenly fell from the air.

She took the phone and glanced at the screen, pressed the green connect button without hesitation, and put the phone to her ear: "Taotao?"

Xia Zhitao said, "It's me."

Zhang Kuang originally squatted to observe the situation, but since his wife rarely called, he didn't care about anything, so he wrapped his robe and sat cross-legged, casually glanced at the scene behind him.

In the distance, there are hundreds of lights, shining with warm light, one of which belongs to her family Taotao.

"It's so late, are you still awake?" Zhang Kuang asked.

There was a bit of a smile in Xia Zhitao's voice: "It's only seven o'clock in the evening, how can I go to bed so early."

It may be an illusion of madness, she always felt that Xia Zhitao's tone was a little different from before, talking to herself as if an older sister was coaxing a child, with a bit of pampering and indulgence.

Zhang Kuang said "Oh" and muttered something, but Xia Zhitao didn't hear it clearly.Zhang Kuang seemed to be outside, the phone was filled with whining wind, and the honking of vehicles passing by, which overwhelmed her whispering.

Xia Zhitao frowned: "I can't hear clearly, you went out? Where are you?"

Oh, it was discovered.

Zhang Kuang drew a soundproof cover out with some guilt, the background sound was gone, but it was already too late.Xia Zhitao asked leisurely again: "Where are you?"

Sitting cross-legged on the white stone dome, Zhang Kuang confessed honestly, "The roof of the circuit court."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

If she remembers correctly, the nearest circuit court in Nancheng seems to be far away from the city center, and with the famous white marble dome, it seems to be five or six stories high?

Xia Zhitao frowned: "Why did you run up to the roof?"

Zhang Kuang Nuonuo said: "Look... see the scenery?"

Xia Zhitao said: "You ran to the dome of the circuit court to watch the scenery at midnight?"

There was no sound from Zhang Kuang's side, and it took a while before he whispered: "I'm studying the structure of this courtroom, so I can tear down the wall or the dome and rush in."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Zhang Kuang didn't lie, she slipped out in the middle of the night when she asked about the address, lay down on the dome, tapped everywhere with her fingers, thinking about how to completely remove a stone brick.

In fact, it was easy for her to directly smash the building or cut a big hole.But the key point is that the gravel will not affect the wife inside, so the "delicate" work of unloading a brick alone has become a difficult problem for the leader.

Zhang Kuang saw that his wife had fallen into silence, and he didn't speak for a long time, so he quickly and carefully changed his words: "Will the demolition of the wall make too much noise? I'll kick the door down before that time."

Is there any difference between the two?

Xia Zhitao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Tear down the wall, come back to me. Besides, I don't think I will lose this case."

Zhang Kuang said: "Tao Tao, how could you lose."

"I'm just worried that what if they lose and become angry and cause trouble in court?" Zhang Kuang said in an analytical manner, "We must not lose by force!"

In the end, Xia Zhitao coaxed and persuaded Zhang Kuang to give up the idea of ​​tearing down the dome of the court.What she thought was that she might be able to reserve a seat for Zhang Kuang when the court session was held, but she didn't expect—

Zhang Kuang unexpectedly slipped in with another identity.

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The jury selection is about to start, and every citizen who has received a summons from jury candidates should be entering the arena one after another.

Xia Zhitao's long hair was tied up and tied neatly behind his head.And the black pointed high-heeled shoes stepped on the tiles, leaving a series of noises, quite aggressive.

White shirts and pure black jackets, two people in almost identical attire met in the corridor.

Xia Zhitao tightened his grip on the document, and then showed a faint smile.She stretched out her hand to the man, and said in a distant and polite voice, "Hi, plaintiff's lawyer Xia Zhitao."

The man also smiled, reached out to shake her hand, and then quickly let go: "Hi, I didn't expect to meet in this situation."

Xia Zhitao stood on the spot with his spine straight, like a lotus leaf pole in the wind and rain, slender but extremely tough.

She smiled: "I didn't expect them to invite you, Mr. Lin Shen."

His gaze stayed on Xia Zhitao all the time, looking her up and down, making Xia Zhitao feel uncomfortable.

"This is the court, Lawyer Xia," Lin Shen waved his hand slightly, "You have to understand, now I am not your boss, nor your mentor, but your—"

"opponent."

Xia Zhitao's expression froze a little, but he quickly recovered his previous calm: "I know."

"Then please, Lawyer Xia." Lin Shen took a step back, turned around and opened the door, and made a "please" gesture very gentlemanly.

Can't lose!

——Even if that person is several times stronger than himself in terms of experience, ability, and adaptability.

——Even if that person is his immediate boss, a legend in the legal profession who has never failed for decades.

In terms of momentum, you must not lose!

Xia Zhitao bit her lower lip, and the slight tingling sensation woke her up instantly from the wild thoughts just now.She straightened her back and smiled at the other party, but she clearly rejected Lin Shen's gentlemanly behavior:

"No, please first."

Lin Shen didn't care, shrugged and walked in.Xia Zhitao followed him to support the door, and just took a step, but was caught off guard and saw Lin Shen stop at the door, and did not continue to walk in.

The corners of his lips curled up, and the moment Xia Zhitao walked by, he said softly at a volume that only the two of them could hear:

"Xia Zhitao, you have to know that you are a cutting-edge lawyer trained by me."

His voice was very soft, mixed with a bit of pity and disdain.

"It would be a pity to ruin it."

Xia Zhitao turned her head, the light in the room fell into her eyes, sank leisurely, and turned into a deep blackness.

"That's not necessarily true, Mr. Lin Shen, or Mr. Lin."

She stood there, smiling and saying these words, like a cold knife out of its sheath, the sharp white blade brushed by the snow, soaked in the coldness like snow water, reflecting the scorching sky.

"Your gold-lettered signboard of 'Lin Shen Law Firm' has been hanging for too long. It has been covered with mold and decayed to the bone. People are tired of seeing it."

"—it's time for a name change."

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Lawyers for both parties are already in place, and the jury seats are already full of randomly selected citizens.

Xia Zhitao sorted out the documents in his hand, his eyes quickly flicked over the twenty or thirty citizens, and he secretly thought about the plan.

Married women with multiple children are the first choice, they are compassionate and like children and can keep them.

The old man who reads the documents carefully with glasses looks like a teacher. He is upright and can be kept.

A burly middle-aged man, a shivering thin man, one is too stubborn and the other is too cowardly, they are considering getting rid of them.

After quickly examining and considering more than a dozen citizens in this way, Xia Zhitao suddenly stopped on one person, feeling very complicated.

The "little" girl huddled in a corner, wearing a pink flower skirt——

Why does it look so familiar? ? ?