Just after five o'clock the next day, I heard a rapid knock on the door.

Tang Sanmu went out and opened the door, and it turned out to be Jiang Feng, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Jiang Feng was not idle during this period, leading his men around to help those poor people who were unable to be self-sufficient during the apocalypse.

At the same time, he is also suppressing the chaos in this city. With him here, the city can maintain peace.

At this time, he was panting. As soon as Tang Sanmu saw him, he quickly dragged him to the courtyard.

"Master Tang, something happened!" Jiang Feng was startled by Tang Sanmu's sudden action, but he still hurriedly muttered.

"Stop talking yet, something's not right with you!"

After Tang Sanmu finished speaking, he took Jiang Feng and sat on a big stone in the yard. A ray of sunlight shone in front of him, bringing a hint of warmth.

But Jiang Feng felt as if needles were pricking his whole body, and a ray of sunlight actually made him very uncomfortable.

"Master Tang, I think..." Before Jiang Feng could finish his sentence, he was stopped by Tang Sanmu's gesture again.

Then Tang Sanmu took out the black stone from the past, which could absorb yin and yang things.

It shook for a moment on Jiang Feng's face, and then he saw obvious changes in Jiang Feng's face.

There were bulges in several places, and these bulges were trembling slightly and making a buzzing sound.

Tang Sanmu held his breath, quickly took out a few silver needles from his pocket, brushed them, and stabbed seven of them into several acupuncture points on Jiang Feng's face.

Then he took the Bagua mirror in his hand and reflected Jiang Feng's face.

Under the sunlight, in the Bagua Mirror, Jiang Feng's face was so ferocious.

Black lines spread from his neck and headed directly towards his forehead.

It was like a strange plant spreading branches and leaves on his face, and his eyes were vaguely red.

Moreover, under the influence of this black line, Jiang Feng's face seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and now he looked as if he was skin and bones.

When these black lines appeared, Jiang Feng's voice also changed, hoarse and vicissitudes of life, and he asked tremblingly: "Brother Tang, what's wrong with me?

Isn’t it dangerous?”

"Now that you are here with me, there is no danger.

But remember, you must not speak anymore." Tang Sanmu said.

Jiang Feng was not a very talkative person in the past. He may have been mediating disputes and comforting others recently.

This mouth was not used to being idle anymore and started talking more.

At this time, he nodded, closed his eyes, and allowed himself to be manipulated by Tang Sanmu.

There was a strange feeling on his face now. He could feel the warmth of the sun shining on it, but he could also feel the coldness radiating from the inside out.

You can even feel the burning sensation when the two collide with each other.

Several silver needles buzzed on his face, and Tang Sanmu stared at the man's face carefully.

Then his hands reached out, as if he had grasped something, and pulled hard forward.

More than a dozen white silk threads were forcefully pulled out from under Jiang Feng's skin.

These threads looked like dead objects, but when they were pulled out, they struggled violently.

It seemed that he was unwilling to come out and wanted to get back under Jiang Feng's skin.

However, after struggling so violently for several times, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and let out a shrill wail, before being turned into nothingness by the falling sunlight.

The white silk thread appears as black smoke, spiraling upward and dancing in the void.

Slowly, it finally turned into nothingness and dispersed into the distance.

When Jiang Feng saw something like this pulled out from under his skin, he was completely stunned and stared at Tang Sanmu tremblingly.

He wanted to ask, but thinking that Tang Sanmu had made him unable to speak just now, he didn't dare to speak for a moment and just stared blankly.

Tang Sanmu said calmly: "You can talk now."

After saying that, he flipped his hands and the needles were taken out in an instant like a magic trick.

"What are these things!" Jiang Feng asked.

"Don't ask what these are first. Brother Feng, why did you come to me in such a hurry? What happened?"

"Ah, yes! Let's talk about the big things first, brother, I have to trouble you to come with me.

Time is running out, let’s talk as we go!”

Tang Sanmu didn't hesitate, packed up his things casually, and walked outside.

But at this time, I saw a few locust tree leaves floating towards the yard outside.

The leaves entered the house, hovered in the sky, and made a clattering sound at the door, but they did not leave or fall to the ground.

Tang Sanmu picked up one of the locust leaves. The leaf had been dry for a long time and had no life at all.

"Wooden ghosts have no business, and the seven numbers predict disasters." Tang Sanmu muttered softly, then threw a few copper coins from his pocket and put them on his arm.

"There must be obstacles when moving forward, but the tiger will be safe." After Tang Sanmu muttered, he asked: "Brother Feng, are you with someone whose zodiac sign is tiger when you go out this time?"

"Everyone around me is in trouble, otherwise I wouldn't come to you alone.

But if you are a tiger, there seem to be a few of them." Jiang Feng said.

"That's good, let's go." Tang Sanmu said as he sat in the car.

Jiang Feng started the car: "Brother, what happened this time is really weird. Recently, haven't we been helping some homeless people or helping others deal with some troublesome things?

I received a call yesterday that something happened while a group of people were working in a cave. Suddenly there was no movement, as if they had disappeared from the world.

The official manpower is not enough, so let us help you find it.

I asked a few people to enter the cave, but not long after entering, I heard a strange noise coming from the cave, like some kind of wild beast.

Not only that, but there was also the sound of iron chains. Not long after these sounds came, all my people lost contact.

I knew that the loss of contact with these people was not that simple, so I didn’t think much about it and came directly to look for you.”

Tang Sanmu nodded: "So the thing on your face should have been contaminated near the cave."

"So what exactly happened to my face? I didn't feel it at all when I came here!" Jiang Feng asked, scratching his head.

"Thousands of hatreds and grievances gather together to form the sinews, and life and death are unknown once it enters the physical body.

This thing is called head-lowering silk, which cannot be regarded as a kind of magic. However, in places where head-lowering evil spells have been performed for a long time, there may be such a thing.

Originating from magic, it is said to grow from some corpses or other flesh and blood that cast magic. It is a very sinister and evil thing, similar to a fungus.

If it can travel with the wind and fall on a person, it will be buried in the person's body, slowly devouring the person's flesh and blood, and turning the person into a mummy."

Hearing this, Jiang Feng's expression turned a little strange, and cold sweat began to flow down his face.

I couldn't help but cursed: "Damn, such an evil thing.

Brother, it’s all thanks to you, otherwise, I can’t say what would have happened!”

Tang Sanmu continued: "It is neither life nor death, neither Yin nor Yang.

The head-lowering master cannot control this thing, but one thing is certain. Wherever this thing appears, there must be someone who has been performing the head-lowering technique for a long time, or there must be a large head-lowering magic circle.

I think the strange thing in the cave has something to do with the lowering of the head. Of course, we need to go there to know this."

After finishing speaking, Tang Sanmu calmly stared ahead, while Jiang Feng's speed increased a bit.

After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Tang, I have another question.

Tell me the truth, are my brothers more likely to survive?

And the workers who disappeared at the beginning, are they still alive? The whole family is still counting on them."

"You can't be sure until you enter the cave." Tang Sanmu could only answer this way.

Several people came to the entrance of the cave. At this time, a group of men and women gathered here, all wiping tears and looking very anxious.

After seeing Jiang Feng and the others coming over, everyone's eyes lit up again.

"Boss Jiang, you are finally back!"

"Is this the legendary Master Tang!"

"Great, Boss Jiang and Master Tang are here, everyone must be saved!"

Everyone was talking excitedly, while Tang Sanmu stood at the entrance of the cave and stared at everyone.

Jiang Feng asked: "No one will go in again, right?"

"No, we are all waiting outside according to Mr. Jiang's instructions. We don't dare to go in rashly!"

Jiang Feng nodded, and then looked around. The place seemed to have changed from when he left just now.

"When I left just now, the grass around here seemed to be a little green.

Why did it suddenly become so dark and bare in such a short time?" Jiang Feng muttered.

And with a chant, a violent impact echoed in the cave again, as if someone was struggling violently inside.

Bang bang bang!

The sound was so loud that it made people's scalp numb. The sound of iron chains and low roars was like thunder, impacting people's spirits and making everyone take two steps back subconsciously.

Terrified, he looked at Jiang Feng, hoping that Jiang Feng could come up with a good strategy.
Chapter completed!