Lin Dong several people door-to-door inspection, are similar.


    The whole village, 69 families, was not spared.


    The air fell into a dead silence.


    The old man left Chuang Tzu and went to the mountain forest not far away. He found some sparrows in the grass. He broke the sparrows'' eyes and examined them carefully. Then he picked up a shovel to dig the ground.


    There are all kinds of insects hidden in the wet soil, such as earthworms, crickets, ants, centipedes and so on.


    It is understandable that the death of human beings and poultry is also included in flying insects, animals, snakes, insects, mice and ants.


    For the first time, Lin Dong has seen many strange scenes.


    "Taoist priest, is this evil doing?"


    "No


    The old man threw away the soil and looked very dignified. "It''s a more terrible thing."


    "When did you find out?"


    "About four days ago, a migrant worker who returned to his hometown reported to the police. In addition to this village, the same is true in galitun across the mountain."


    "Go and have a look."


    They drove away. On the way, the old man kept looking at his surroundings. The more he looked, the more gloomy his face became. Except for the village, the mountains and forests with a radius of more than ten miles were not spared.


    What is it?


    There is such a terrible power.


    As a member of the special affairs department, they have scolded evil spirits, fought fierce ghosts, and dealt with blood sucking zombies for more than 300 years. No matter how dangerous the situation is, they still understand it.


    This time is different, the whole forest, all the creatures have been soul pumping, the air is quiet and frightening, they can even hear the beating of the heart.


    It''s hard to walk on the dirt road in the mountains. After climbing up the hillside, I looked up and was stunned.


    On the green pasture, hundreds of goats did not move, as if they were dead.


    "Stop."


    The driver stopped the car. The old man ran to the sheep and checked them one by one. His body, hair, eyes and tongue were all intact, just like the villagers before.


    One man hissed,


    "After four days of death, the body didn''t decay. It''s abnormal."


    Lin Dong said in a low voice, "Taoist priest, have you found anything?"


    The old man shakes his head and goes back to the car. The car starts and goes down the mountain road to another Chuang Tzu. Several people in Lin Dong go to the village to check. The old man picks up a branch and writes on the ground.


    While writing, while pinching finger calculation, not long, the ground appeared eight trigrams pattern, written around ordinary people can not understand the characters.


    Lin Dong didn''t dare to disturb him until the old man finished painting,


    "It''s all checked. There''s no living thing."


    The old man opened his eyes and said indifferently,


    "What time is it?"


    "Three in the afternoon."


    Yeah!


    The old man, with a whine and a flick of dust, sat cross legged in the gossip Center for four hours. Lin Dong was in a hurry and had no choice but to take out his lunch box.


    Time goes by, and it''s 12 o''clock in the evening.


    The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a trace of essence in his eyes.


    In a trance, a faint shadow came out of his body. The shadow gave Lin Dong and others a cold look and turned to the mountain forest.


    Across the pastures, over the hills.


    The scene suddenly changed, a flame appeared in the far field of vision, the flame was strange green, far away, you can also feel the chill of the soul.


    Xu Ying stretched out his thumb and middle finger, gently, and a light golden light appeared on the body surface. The light twinkled and turned into four golden seal characters around the body.


    With the protection of Fu and Zhuan, the chill will weaken a lot.


    Xu Ying sighs and walks to the fire.


    He didn''t dare go too far ahead and stopped 50 meters from the fire.


    Gazing at it, a face appeared in the burning green fire. It was very young, about twenty years old.


    Xu Ying''s heart sank, and a face showed that the fire was not ownerless. After a few seconds of silence, he flicked his finger and shot a golden light, which turned into nothingness before he got close to him.


    "What a terrible flame, what a strong cultivation."


    The virtual shadow was shocked, and did not dare to try again. He looked at the red metal in the earth pit and turned to leave.


    The night leaves quietly, the red sun rises, and a new day comes.


    Sitting on the ground, the old man opened his eyes, raised the dust and walked to the hillside. Several people from Lin Dong followed him, crossed the hillside and came to a pit on the hillside.


    The earth pit is round and seems to have been smashed out by something.


    There was a fist sized piece of red metal in the middle of the pit. The old man looked serious. He took off his Taoist robe and wrapped it in metal. During the process, he was very careful. If he observed carefully, he would find that his wrist was shaking.


    Lin Dong doesn''t know why,


    "Taoist, this is..."


    "An extraterrestrial meteorite."


    The old man didn''t explain much. He collected the meteorite and walked to the car,


    "Come on, go back."


    Lin Dong hesitated, "those villagers."


    "It''s hopeless."


    People''s hearts were cold. Two villages and hundreds of lives were gone.


    A young man is not angry,


    "Taoist priest, we are here to investigate the case. Even if we can''t save people, we should find out the murderer and give justice to the villagers. How can we end it quickly?"


    The old man said without raising his head,


    "Meteorite is the killer. If you want justice, take it!"


    Lin Dong said with a wry smile, "you always calm down. Xiao Chen is not sensible and has offended you. I apologize for him." Then he took out a cigarette and lit it for the old man,


    "Let''s go all the way. If we don''t find out the cause and effect, we can''t do the job. Please help me."


    The old man stroked his white beard and seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment, he said in a deep voice,


    "When I get back, I''ll call your superior to explain the situation."


    "Thank you, Taoist Zhang. Thank you so much."


    Excited, Lin Dong sat in the driver''s seat and drove himself.


    Two days later, at baiyun temple in Qingyun Mountain, the old man carrying the parcel went through the clean forest path and drove to a stone wall. He picked up the incense from one side, lit it with a candle and put it in the censer. When the incense was half burnt, he folded his clothes and bowed long,


    "Twenty eight generation disciple Zhang Ruochen asked to see the elder master."


    After a while, there was a crack in the stone wall.


    Zhang Ruochen straightened his clothes, wiped off the dust from the soles of his shoes, picked up the package and stepped into the crack of the door.


    There is another cave in the stone wall. The bright candlelight illuminates the downward stone steps. At the end of the stone steps is a very empty stone chamber. The stone chamber is illuminated by candlelight. When you look at it, you can see the memorial tablet standing on the wall.


    The names on the tablets can be traced back to thousands of years ago, and each one is a hero.


    Zhang Ruochen put the package on the futon, carefully untied it, and then respectfully retreated to one side.


    Bai Yun Guan, who is meditating, advocates that Ruo Su suddenly opens his eyes and stares at the red metal in front of him,


    "The devil