"Fortunately, the doctor is a teammate!"
Old Lamp couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
Wu Heng heard this and reached out and took away the pile of broken bone claws. He had an idea that he wanted to try out.
"I'll just take this. I just grabbed a bottle of potion from him."
Wu Heng smiled and pushed the remaining two items back to Old Lamp.
"This"
Old Lamp glanced at the wooden sword and hesitated.
Although this thing can't be used a few times, according to Zhang Heku's usage, combined with the transparent potion, it can definitely cause damage to evil spirits, especially with his long arms, he is better at wielding a sword.
The reason why Wu Heng gave the wooden sword to Old Lamp was that besides the fact that the bone claws functioned similarly to the wooden sword, he had an idea about the splintered bone claws.
Just now Old Lamp felt sorry for the peach wood sword. It can be seen that he really likes this wooden sword.
Although it is the same without Old Lamp, but without a real fight, who knows what Zhang Heku has in store.
Old Lamp took the lead and was testing it with his own life. Although the risk has been reduced a lot, it is by no means nonexistent.
The peach wood sword + half a bottle of potion are actually the same thing, one for each person is nothing. Wu Heng also has an extra bottle of potion.
Since Old Lamp can drink the water he just poured without hesitation, then this is the wooden sword that Old Lamp grabbed, and it is worth giving to Old Lamp.
He's not a good guy and I have to take all of him. All my teammates deserve to die. He's the kind of guy who kills people randomly if he doesn't agree with him.
"Stop it, I'm not trying to be polite, and I don't like being polite!"
Wu Heng nodded to Old Lamp and said softly.
Old Lamp saw that Wu Heng was not being polite, so he bowed his hand to Wu Heng and put away the two things happily.
"Doctor, what should we do next? This plot line seems to be completely messed up. Is there still a chance to do it?"
Old Lamp reached out and rubbed his forehead. We met the characters in the plot, but they all died halfway. How can this be done?
"No, the chance is greater!"
"The female evil spirit will appear tonight, which proves that she is in the plot. Her death means that the difficulty will be reduced, not to mention that three enemies have died."
After hearing this, Old Lamp felt that this was the truth, and chatted with Wu Heng for a while, then disappeared into the night along the window.
Wu Heng Close the windows and draw the curtains.
I took out a set of experimental heating equipment from Life Box, put it on a shelf in the room, filled some sterile water in a large beaker, and started boiling it.
He took out another bucket and filled it half with water, placed a bowl floating on the water, squeezed half a pack of plasma into the bowl, and covered the mouth of the bowl with a fine filter.
Slightly opened the sealed bag containing the remaining palm of Zhang Heku and the head of Big Bug.
More than forty white nematodes smelled the smell of blood, scrambled out along the opening, and fell into the bucket.
Wu Heng destroyed the wreckage until no more nematodes crawled out.
He then used pliers to pick up the parasitic nematodes one by one and put them into the beaker.
Using the solution of these bugs, a bottle of white liquid with a volume about the size of an egg was created.
In the vampire plot, there is an old man who used nematodes to prepare this liquid to extend his life and heal his injuries in this way, and he is still alive and kicking at the age of 94.
Then he took out a sealed box, took out the body of Big Bug, the 'red nematode', prepared about ten drops of red liquid, bottled it and stored it.
The white liquid may be a little worse than 'Whirlpool Fish Lung Fluid', but the red liquid must be no worse than that lung fluid.
Wu Heng cleaned up the things in the room and went to rest.
Early the next morning, the incident had already escalated. After all, so many police officers had seen it last night.
At about 9 o'clock, Zhang Long's wife had already called Wu Heng's phone in tears.
Wu Heng went to comfort him and then contacted Guardian Affairs Temple.
But they were told that the mage in charge had been taken to the police station.
Wu Heng After leaving his phone number, he went back to the hotel, and he changed hotels again.
"What, my apprentice Wantong was killed by evil spirits, and five of the palace staff also died?"
In the police station, Master Jinguang, who is 78 years old, has white hair and beard, and has an air of immortality, asked blankly.
My little apprentice Wantong has the shortest time to get started, but that's a full 37 years. He is really raised as his son.
Although times have changed, after the eldest disciple Ruyi Shi inherited Guardian Affairs Temple, everything became commercialized and money-oriented.
But at most they usually just pretend that the victim is okay, and they will also pretend to be in trouble and coax them to donate their monthly salary regularly.
He didn't do anything harmful to his life, and it just disappeared.
"Are you really sure it's evil?"
After the police confirmed that Guardian Affairs Temple had nothing to do with the incident and Master Jinguang also confirmed that it was not a homicide, they went back with the help of others.
In the afternoon, Wu Heng received a call back from Guardian Affairs Temple.
"Hello, hello, I am 'Ruyi Shi', the manager of Guardian Affairs Temple. I heard that you are the relative of the victim of this emergency?"
In Guardian Affairs Temple, Ruyi Shi received the report as soon as he returned. Without being immersed in the death of his junior brother, he quickly called Wu Heng and asked tentatively.
After all, they were responsible for getting rid of the evil spirits this time, and they completely undertook everything, and the price was not cheap. Not only did they not get rid of the evil spirits, they even provoked them.
Before the old man gave it away, the child died during the ceremony they contracted. How to explain this?
"Yes, I am Zhang Long's biological brother and Zhang Heku's biological uncle, Zhang Fudao."
"Seven days ago, I lost my brother. Last night, I lost my only remaining relative, Zhang Heku, whom I cultivated as my heir."
"What I asked you, Guardian Affairs Temple, to host is a ceremony to send off evil spirits, not a sacrificial ceremony!"
Wu Heng's voice on the phone was flat and cold, without any emotion.
"Well, this is completely an emergency. It may be caused by your brother during his lifetime. The situation is not yet certain." Ruyi Shi explained hurriedly.
"Give me the phone!"
Wu Heng heard It Comes an old man yelling on the other side of the phone.
"Hey, I'm so good, I can totally understand how you feel. My little apprentice also died. Don't worry, we will pay what we deserve and apologize what we owe. I am Master Jinguang, and I am their master. Guardian Affairs Temple I am the biggest, so whatever I say will matter." Master Jinguang said in a serious tone.
Wu Heng's words just now reminded him of the young apprentice raised by his son, and he felt sympathy for him. He usually didn't care about other things, so he couldn't help scolding his quibbling older apprentice.
"Master Jinguang, you misunderstood. I can spend so much money on a ceremony. Do you think I am short of money? I just don't want my only relative to die in an unknown way!"
Wu Heng seemed to be calmed down by Master Jinguang's willingness to take responsibility, and his tone became a little softer.
"The police said that he was killed by a female evil spirit. Two evil spirits and the female evil spirit died together. The identities of the two evil spirits have also been found out, and the case has been closed."
"You believe what I say? I have asked someone to find out something in the past half day. It is basically a deliberate murder. Master Jinguang, you just said that you regard Master Wantong as your son. If you don't want him to die in an unknown way, then bring you Guardian Affairs Temple who have real ability and come to this place at three o'clock in the afternoon."
"If you think it doesn't matter if your little apprentice dies, then don't It Comes; anyway, my He Ku nephew must not die in an unknown way!"
After Wu Heng finished speaking, he hung up the phone decisively and sent the hotel address to Master Jinguang via text message.
He also carefully analyzed Guardian Affairs Temple's information and found that Guardian Affairs Temple should have someone with real abilities, otherwise it would not have grown so big. Now that Master Jinguang, the most senior person, can take action, that would be even better.
Wu Heng clenched his fists.
My Zhang Fudao nephew would never die in such an unknown way. Ghost Master, just wait for me!
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Three hours later, a black business car parked in front of Juye Hotel.
The immortal Master Jinguang and two middle-aged mages went to the front desk of the hotel to inquire. Master Jinguang motioned the two of them to go back to the car and wait while he entered the elevator alone.
I brought two apprentices with me, as I was afraid of giving others the impression of being outnumbered.
In room 315, the front desk had notified Wu Heng. He heard a knock on the door and knew Master Jinguang It Comes.
Master Jinguang was weighing his words at the door, thinking about what tone to use, so as not to irritate the other person for a while.