C15 Dumpling

He remembered that two years ago, Li Jing had just joined the group. At that time, there were a lot of cases of child abuse in Lin City, and the murdered children were all placed in a formation.

And after some investigation, all the evidence pointed to one trash collector, Chen Qi.

As for Chen Qi, he seemed to have received the news beforehand. A few days before he was about to be caught, he suddenly disappeared. No matter how hard he searched, he could not find any trace of him, as if he had evaporated into thin air. Afterwards, this case was sent to the city where Li Jing was with the arrest warrant. However, after two years, there wasn't much progress, so it became an unsolved case.

After knowing the identity of the mysterious old man, Li Jing ran home excitedly and knocked on Zhang Changsheng's door.

"Old Zhang, come out quickly. Look what I found!"

After knocking for a long time, the door was finally opened. Seeing Zhang Changsheng gave Li Jing a fright, his hair and face were disheveled.

His originally neat beard was now tied up like a hedgehog. His eyes, which could not be opened, were now covered in droppings.

"Old Zhang, what's wrong?" Did you receive some sort of provocation!? "

Zhang Changsheng rubbed his eyes with all his might. "I checked through the information yesterday and just woke up." What do you mean in such a hurry? It's already worth five million. "

Li Jing proudly waved the wanted poster in front of Zhang Changsheng's eyes: Look what I found, I already know that person's identity!

Zhang Changsheng looked at the wanted poster, but he didn't show the excitement that Li Jing had expected. He only nodded.

"This Penniless Priest also found something. Follow me and have a look."

Finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the house.

Li Jing curled his lips in dissatisfaction, but he still followed Zhang Changsheng into the house. This was the first time Li Jing had come to Zhang Changsheng's house.

He looked around. There was a bed and a wardrobe in the bedroom. There seemed to be no other furniture.

Zhang Changsheng took out a stool and handed it to Li Jing. He sat down and drank some water, then began to narrate his findings.

Originally, Zhang Changsheng had vaguely remembered that when he was cultivating, his master had once told him about the appearance of a cult.

After returning home, Zhang Changsheng began to flip through the information, and he truly did find some things.

According to the books, about three hundred years ago, in the early days of the Qing Dynasty, the world had just been pacified, and the people were living and working in peace.

However, a group of demons appeared out of nowhere. These demons had powerful magic that could go up to heaven and earth.

The most powerful method was to revive the dead. However, those who had revived did not have intelligence, and would bite anyone who saw it.

Even his own flesh and blood showed no mercy. Wasn't this the description of a zombie that people spoke of today?

A man should have died in peace, but someone had dug up the body, which at the time seemed a great disrespect to the dead.

Moreover, this group of demons also refined corpses. Just like previously said, they needed to inject sufficient yang energy into the corpses, so it was impossible for them to do so by relying on their individual strength. Thus, the evil spirit formation was set up to absorb the yin and yang energy between heaven and earth. This undoubtedly affected the creatures surrounding the formation as well.

Naturally, it attracted the opposition of many practitioners. After five years of fighting, the Taoists and the Demonic cultivators finally exterminated this group of Demonic cultivators. However, there were rumours that there were still descendants that were spread to the world, and they were only waiting for an opportunity to regain their former glory.

Zhang Changsheng suspected that the Chen Qi he had met yesterday had something to do with the masked guy and the legendary demonic way.

As for now, the other party's background was unknown, and he didn't know what their goal was. Zhang Changsheng suggested that it was better to be careful.

Moreover, from the looks of it, it wasn't just Chen Qi and the masked guy.

After thinking it over, Zhang Changsheng decided to first go to the outer city to find some fellow disciples to help him out. In response to a sudden need, he had originally planned to bring Li Jing along.

However, Li Jing refused to go no matter what. After all, he was still working for the police. Who knew how long it would take for him to leave.

Zhang Changsheng had no choice, but to be afraid that Li Jing would be in danger. Before leaving, he reminded Li Jing that he would not be able to go live with the old copper coin for a while.

He also left a book for Li Jing saying that it was a secret scripture of the Trinity Dao, allowing Li Jing to learn by himself if he had nothing else to do.

Although Li Jing agreed on the surface, when he thought about how Old Copper Coin looked at him like a hooligan looking at his daughter-in-law, he felt a chill run down his spine.

After Zhang Changsheng got on the train, Li Jing returned to his home.

These few days, besides commuting to work, Li Jing stayed at home. He would occasionally visit nearby parks, but would always return early.

As soon as the days calmed down, people would start to get annoyed, not to mention that Li Jing was at the age when he was full of vigor and vigor.

After a stroll in the park that day, Li Jing noticed that it was still early. He thought that the night market wasn't too far away, so he walked towards the night market while humming a song.

As night fell, the bright lanterns began to light up. The sky had just darkened, and the night market was already packed with people. He had experienced too many things during this period of time, it was rare for him to be able to relax like this. He wandered around the night market to see the bustling night market and felt relaxed, gradually forgetting the passage of time.

After sneaking from the east side of the night market to the west side, Li Jing felt a little tired. He looked down at his watch and saw that it was almost 10 PM. Although he was fond of playing, he did not forget Zhang Changsheng's warning to him. He unwillingly forgot about the night market and walked toward the taxi by the side of the street.

Then a shout caught his attention: dumplings, hot dumplings.

In the blink of an eye, a dumpling stall appeared in an alley not too far away.

Although it was already late at night, the dumpling stall was still bustling with noise. Looking at the white ball rising up from the lid of the pot, Li Jing felt the fragrance of meat continuously wafting into his nostrils. Li Jing's stomach also started to growl in dissatisfaction. Thinking about how he was busy strolling around, he still hadn't eaten even now.

"Nothing happened even after strolling for such a long time. I don't need the time to eat a plate of dumplings." He headed towards the dumpling stand.

The stall owner was an elderly and kind-looking man. When he saw Li Jing sitting down, he immediately came over to greet him. Not long later, a bowl of steaming hot dumplings was placed in front of Li Jing.

Under the illumination of the lamplight, the dumpling's thin skin was crystal clear. Li Jing picked one up and threw it into his mouth. He felt as if the dumpling skin was melting in his mouth as every piece of meat released a fragrance. Li Jing had never eaten such delicious dumplings in his life, so he was not impressed. "Delicious!" Then he shouted to the boss, "Grandpa, pack another bowl for me in a while!"

"Yes!" The boss responded. He then quickly wrapped up a wonton stew and enlarged it in front of Li Jing. At this moment, Li Jing's bowl of dumplings had almost reached the bottom. Li Jing looked at the bottom of the bowl reluctantly. Suddenly, he saw a lump of black stuff inside the soup. It seemed to be the meat stuffing that fell out. Li Jing hurriedly picked it up, but the moment the lump of food appeared, Li Jing couldn't help but scream. His chopsticks also dropped to the ground with a crash.

The lump of item fell to the ground and rolled to the feet of the vendor. The lump of black item was not a meat stuffing at all. It was actually an eyeball!

Li Jing's shriek had also attracted the attention of the other customers. They all looked towards Li Jing in unison. The stall owner walked over as well. However, he no longer had a kind expression on his face. Instead, he glared angrily at Li Jing with a livid expression. How did you throw the food on the ground! It wasn't right to waste food! Don't the dumplings taste good!? "

It was also at this moment that Li Jing noticed that the dumpling stall owner was nowhere to be seen under the light. His heart skipped a beat as he looked at the other customers who were all pale and staring blankly. Li Jing immediately reacted. If he was done, he'd probably run into a ghost again!

Suddenly, the stall owner pressed his face closer to Li Jing and hysterically shouted, "Why are you wasting food!"

After saying that, he grabbed his face. Li Jing only heard a ripping sound as he felt a stream of blood touch his face. The stall owner had actually torn off his entire left cheek. He then threw it into Li Jing's bowl and handed it over to him, "You cannot waste food! Give it to me to eat! "

Looking at the blood-red dumpling soup and the bloody face of the stall owner, Li Jing felt his scalp go numb. The only thought in his mind was to run away.

While he was thinking about pushing aside the stall owner and rushing out of the alleyway, the other customers suddenly stood up and pounced towards Li Jing. Li Jing really didn't care if the other party was a ghost or not. He flung off his two long legs and rushed out. He heard a humming sound in his ears, as if the group of evil spirits were right behind him.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Li Jing felt his legs go numb and his speed start to slow down. At the same time, he felt that something was wrong. Outside the alleyway was a bustling city, but the alleyway seemed endless. No matter how hard Li Jing ran, the entrance to the alleyway was always not far in front of him.