He has been feeling extremely tired recently.

Probably because he was too busy at work, he didn't have time to take a complete rest. This state was not good at work, so even his subordinates found that he looked ugly. Lest he be too tired, they suggested that he go to the restaurant upstairs.

Go to the guest room and take a rest.

There was a business suite upstairs in the hotel where he worked. Seeing that there were not many guests on weekdays, he and his boss asked for leave and went into the suite to rest.

It was quiet in the suite, and he began to feel drowsy. If it weren't for the soft sound of the door opening, he would have even fallen asleep.

"Wife?"

When he saw that the slim woman who walked in was his wife, he asked in surprise.

He vaguely remembered that his wife had been on a business trip recently.

But then I vaguely remembered that my wife has been at home every day recently.

Their relationship as a couple has always been very good.

So I've been loving each other every day lately.

But from time to time, he had misconceptions that made him vaguely feel that there was something strange about this.

"Come and see you." The middle-aged but still very beautiful woman walked to sit next to him and slowly leaned over, with a smile in her eyes.

He hugged his wife in a trance again, looked at her with a smile and snuggled up to her, held her tightly in his arms and said softly, "I'm sorry, have you worried? I've been too tired recently. I'll wait for a few days."

I asked for annual leave. Let’s go on vacation to relax and I will spend more time with you.”

When he said these words, his wife buried her face in his arms, but an obscure light slowly flashed in her smiling eyes.

"husband……"

"No, this is outside." Sensing what she wanted to do, he hurriedly stopped her and said.

But my wife has already come over to get intimate with her.

Just as she was smiling and about to reach out to him, she suddenly heard a heavy knock on the door.

The woman's smiling face suddenly twisted ferociously.

"Open the door...delivery!"

This loud sound suddenly woke the man up.

The sound of banging on the door was so loud that he opened his eyes suddenly and found that he was lying alone on the big bed in the suite.

His wife is not by his side.

It was clearly just a dream.

He seemed to be dreaming about his wife.

Probably because I missed my wife who was on a business trip too much recently, I dreamed about her in my dreams.

But this was not the time to recall these things. The man had a splitting headache. He seemed to vaguely remember his wife in his dreams before waking up. The cold and twisted look when she finally disappeared into his arms made him feel particularly frightened.

This is like a nightmare.

When he woke up from the nightmare, his memory began to blur. He rubbed his painful forehead and stood up unsteadily. He walked to the door and opened it. Standing at the door was a young man in police uniform and two familiar-looking girls.

.

He had just received them.

"Manager Ma?" The young man in police uniform showed his ID and introduced himself, "I am Lin Qing from the Special Operations Division. I want to know something about something from you."

As if he smelled something in the suite, the young police officer's tired face, which was no different from his own, showed a bit of solemnity, but he still asked politely, "Can we go in and talk?"

He was so polite. Although Manager Ma didn't know much about what the Special Operations Department was, he still nodded subconsciously and said, "Of course."

He is a person in the service industry and has always been kind to people. What's more, there is a daughter of the Zhou family standing at the door, so there is no way he can show off his face.

However, being visited by a police officer still made Manager Ma particularly uneasy.

He was very nervous, thinking carefully about what was special around him, and saw that the very beautiful little girl walking behind everyone had closed the door of the suite smartly.

"Senior Brother Lin, did I read that correctly?"

Seeing Lin Qing walking into the suite, taking a deep look at Manager Ma, and then wandering around the suite, Zuo Jiayin asked with concern.

Lin Qing nodded slightly, and seeing Manager Ma's uneasy expression, she asked him to sit down soothingly, and said gently, "Please don't be nervous, I just want to ask Manager Ma about your situation."

He stared at Manager Ma's eyes and asked softly, "Has anything strange happened to you recently? For example..."

He looked in the direction of Zhou Lei and Zuo Jiayin again. Zuo Jiayin had lived for three hundred years, had never seen anything, and did not blush at all.

But looking at Manager Ma's face, she knew that this was personal privacy. She felt that other people's rights to privacy should be respected. After all, Lin Qing was the real person handling the case, so she pulled Zhou Lei to stand up and walk to the door.

"Going out?" Zhou Lei asked in surprise.

"No. There is still an evil atmosphere in this room. It should be that magic cultivators have used magic here." Standing at the door, Lin Qing was asking seriously. Manager Ma's face was turned away from her, but she couldn't see it.

The twitching body probably frightened Manager Ma.

Zuo Jiayin took out his storage bag, took out a collector's edition talisman and held it in his hand, with a few flashes of light flashing in his hand.

Little bits of spiritual light melted on the talisman, and a spiritual circle suddenly flashed on the talisman, spreading like a swirling storm throughout the suite.

Although Zhou Lei had seen cultivators at home using various Taoist techniques, she was stunned by the shining light in front of her.

A stream of light with a few strands of black aura gathered on the talisman again.

"What is this?" Zhou Lei asked curiously.

Zuo Jiayin wouldn't let her touch the black mist on this talisman, and explained to her, "It's the residual filth of the demon's Taoism."

It will leave traces after use.

Regardless of whether it is a righteous path or a demonic practice, as long as you use Taoism, some spiritual energy will remain.

Through these filth, many Taoist teachings will reveal more information.

When the small whirlwind-like stream of light swept away all the black mist, Zhou Lei vaguely seemed to be able to smell an indescribable sweet yet strange aroma between her breath.

Her eyes became dazed, and Zuo Jiayin stuffed a bottle of Forgetting Water into her mouth.

As soon as the spiritual water from the Qingming Lingtai reached Zhou Lei's mouth, Zhou Lei's entanglement and intimacy with her sweetheart disappeared.

Her face suddenly turned red, but holding the crystal bottle in her mouth, she wanted to explain to Zuo Jiayin, who looked cute and innocent, "I was not that person just now..."

"This is the harm left behind by demonic cultivation." If only some traces remain, it will harm ordinary people.

This is why the righteous path has always been active in destroying demonic cultivators.

Because ordinary people are so powerless in the face of demonic cultivators.

When a cultivator with power faces ordinary people, what he should do should not be to harm, but to protect.

"But don't worry. You still have the amulet to protect you, so there's nothing serious. You're just a little affected, just drink some forgetfulness water and you'll be fine." Zuo Jiayin said to Zhou Lei, who looked frightened.

Zhou Lei nodded, clutching the amulet given by her family tightly and hiding behind Zuo Jiayin, determined not to touch anything.

Hiding, hiding behind the weak Dan Xiu?

When did Dan Xiu become a hero who protects others?

The corner of Zuo Jiayin's mouth twitched, and the hand holding the talisman was trembling slightly.

"Yinyin." Lin Qing had already finished asking Manager Ma. Seeing that the middle-aged man was shaking with fear, he thought for a while, then took out a pill from his pocket and handed it to Manager Ma.

Seeing Zuo Jiayin coming over, he asked her in a low voice, "Do you still have the Forgetting Water?" The Forgetting Water is not really Forgetting Water, but after being confused by the demon cultivator for so many days, Manager Ma should really wake up to the spiritual platform.

Remove some of the influence of demonic cultivation.

He took out his mobile phone and prepared to transfer money to Zuo Jiayin, but Zuo Jiayin refused.

"Senior brother, you didn't even ask me for money for your little mirror."

The protective goggles Lin Qing gave her were even more valuable and were generally unavailable to casual cultivators outside, but she didn't ask Zuo Jiayin for any benefits.

Zuo Jiayin likes money.

But she doesn’t need money for everything.

"A mirror is a mirror. You have worked so hard to refine the elixir... Okay."

Lin Qing was not a rigid person. He thought for a moment and did not shirk anymore. He reached out and took Zuo Jiayin's crystal bottle and pills and handed them to Manager Ma.

Watching the man tremblingly swallow the pill and the crystal liquid in the crystal bottle into his stomach, he heard the little girl in his ear ask with interest, "Buy Yuan Pill?"

This is an old pill from the Special Operations Branch.

Eighty-nine out of ten cases that can be sent to the Special Operations Division are caused by beings from the world of cultivation, and most of the victims will be depleted of vitality and body even if they survive.

This kind of deficiency involves the origin of the body, and it cannot be nourished by ordinary ginseng and deer antler.

Therefore, the Special Operations Division always carries a pill called Buyuan Dan when going out.

This is a top-quality nourishing product made from mostly ordinary nourishing medicinal materials mixed with two low-level spiritual herbs that ordinary people can bear. It is enough to replenish the physical losses and injuries of the victims to the greatest extent.

Zuo Jiayin was so familiar with this kind of Bu Yuan Dan that he would know it if he asked. Lin Qing was stunned for a moment, and then said in realization, "Junior brother, have you mentioned it to you?"

"Yeah." Dan Xiu nodded implicitly, covering his waistcoat that had been worn for three hundred years in his previous life.
To be continued...