Is there any problem with the identity of "Wen Tao"?

Not sure. Judging from the existing information, I can't tell. You may need to contact the branch of the special department and ask them to investigate again based on the suspicion.

The human boy did what he thought of. He lowered his head and started playing with his phone. However, the signal was not good. He held up the phone and looked around for a long time, and the circle in front of the message was still spinning.

So, Gao Tianyi started walking and changing his angle.

The human boy walked away, and Bai Su took the tablet belonging to "Wen Tao".

The tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall here are a bit bad. There are no photos. Apart from the name and the year of death, nothing else is known.

The black-haired young man, who showed little awe, flipped the tablet twice. His actions frightened Gao Tianyi, who finally found the signal and sent the message and turned back, to jump.

"Wait a minute, put down the tablet quickly!"

Bai Su tilted his head, but still followed the young man's wishes and put the tablet back to its original place. At this time, the advantage of being taller came into play. He didn't need to stand on tiptoes, he could reach the highest place with just one hand.

The young man's envious eyes flashed away, and he soon returned to his seriousness.

We thought the people inside were looking for books, but now it seems that what I’m looking for is just books.

"Let him ask."

The call screen is displayed under the screen, and the unconnected busy tone jumps to the electronic tone before being interrupted.,

The sound of tearing cloth and shattering of window glass was accompanied by the pain of your back hitting the wall. Yang Hongfeng felt his head being pushed upwards, followed by bursts of punches.

There were no two people in the room, and the white mud was only chasing Xia Chengyin...or in other words, chasing "Tang Nuo" alone.

Two and a half hours have passed since Baisu sat down to read, and the maximum time limit of eight hours is still half an hour away.

"Walk slowly! We are not safe!"

My eyes circled around the yard, and the first thing I stared at was Xia Chengyin in front of the window.

"Have you?" Gao Tianyi replied, "I think I've read the bad news... Is it because you are a recruiter? If Brother Bai, he goes -"

"The people outside the village kicked him out because they all have the same surname. Why is he so embarrassed to keep running out of the village? Your nephew is having trouble going back to the village. He comes to disturb you.

What to do?"

The knocking on the door continued, and the person who came seemed to be rude, and how could he be so rude?

Wen Tao knew what was happening under the body of the human being Nuanian. I only saw the man who was breathing slowly and turned around and ran away. I only had time to say hello to Wen Tao.

There were eight first knocks on the door, and a female voice that I had only heard this afternoon spoke from the door: "Tang Nuo... Is Tang Nuo there?"

The young man saw inside the door.

Wen Jianyuan only had time to shout, and almost called the wrong name.

Wen Tao turned her head and saw the human being holding the phone for many years.

Gao Tianyi trotted back all the way, looked around Bai Su and made sure that there was nothing unclean on him, and then stuffed a piece of talisman paper in his pocket to Bai Su.

"Tang Nuo...it's really you, Tang Nuo."

"Brother Bai." Gao Tianyi's voice was less calm, "That's absolutely right."

The human being has been a hired employee for many years, and the white-haired young man has been a part-time employee. Both of them are considered regular employees.

It’s hard to imagine what would happen if it fell under someone’s body.

Xia Chengyin returned to the room and acted vigilantly, paying special attention to the closed window facing the front yard to be on guard against strange liquid rising from the window.

The visitor is very sure that "Tang Nuo" is outside.

But now that things have eased, I don’t care about it anymore.

Seeing that the sky could wait a little longer, Wen Tao returned to the outside of the ancestral hall before finishing her answer.

Fierce, fierce... and fierce.

Silt...the white silt squeezed back from the door.

Yes, yes, they are embedded here. These bloodshot eyes, which are as wide as copper bells, are longer than the person's face, but the skin is filled with white shadows. At first glance, they blend into the surrounding white mud.
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Yang Hongfeng was still alert, but there was no movement from anyone else. Instead, there was a noise from the door.

It was the one who followed from the front, but the one who came closer from behind.

Bai Su saw that it was true. I took several tablets to look at them, but now I have nothing in my hand.

"Yes...yes...he is the previous generation of that family, yes, he is the child of that couple..."

Moreover, Bai Su is not just a clerk, it’s just my talent, so he assigned the work to me.

The arc of the top was lowered a bit, and the white mud that poured in gathered into a puddle and flowed backwards quickly.

I turned my hand away and rubbed my fingertips together. The skin inside and outside turned inward to cover the innermost layer. When I stretched out my hand again, I saw white and clean hands again.

You probably know that Wen Jianyuan chased you back and took action. You struggled to open your eyes despite the pain and soreness. The woman's narrow and thick spine blocked your face, and scattered white light scattered to the side.<

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There must be some miracle like a small success happening, and Bai Su is done with it.

The underage avenue leader has not checked it. I said that there is some sinister power underneath, which is considered supernatural, and at least it is borrowed from humans.

Bleeding like a stream? Maybe so. Xia Chengyin, who is not a martial artist, feels that you are only one step away from being seriously injured.

……

The specially made bullet bounced under the wall and landed first at the reader's feet.

The moment the young man was named, all the writhing white mud outside the house stopped.

Fortunately, the clothes I wore in late autumn were thick and the fabric was scratched, but it did not penetrate deep into the skin.

You made the right choice and you made the wrong choice.

I think I should deal with the young man named Wen in the door first. It may be problematic for Yang Hongfeng and Bai Su to deal with some of the white sludge over there.

"...you ask Brother Xia?"

"They want to drive you away?" I said mockingly, "Can they really drive you away?"

It can also be said that we need help from the people in Wenjia Village, but at most there are two possible camps in the village. Without a new party to help share the attention, we may be less nervous.

Wen Jianyuan heard a chuckle and a sigh.

Before he realized that, Xia Chengyin was hit in the abdomen.

The white light jumps back and forth in the peripheral vision, and everywhere it hits a pool of white silt, it even damages the wall, with holes and scratches all over the room you are in now.

You touched your abdomen, it was still damaged, and the clothes seemed not torn to the outside.

I'm sorry, I didn't hit the brake, so I stopped the car.

Xia Chengyin, whose heartbeat was beating like thunder, realized clearly between life and death that there was no problem with his identity as "Tang Nuo".

Our work phones also turn up the volume, but don’t vibrate on important occasions.

The short-haired police officer looked at Bai Su in the gap where the white mud was gathering. The former's sitting posture changed and he pressed his hands under the pages of the book.

Now we don't have a question, can physical attacks work? Some of them will definitely work, and what will be the bad consequences of direct contact with the skin? It definitely won't work, so what method should be used to deal with it?

Gao Tianyi went up in strange silence, and then I turned my attention to Yang Hong.

While Wen Tao gave some answers, Gao Tianyi simply finished calculating a few hexagrams.

On the right side are several villagers gathered together, including Gao Tianyi. There is no eight-wheeled vehicle around us, and there are bags piled under the eight-wheeled vehicle.

Wen Jianyuan checked again and again that his companions were all in trouble before heading inside.

Yang Hongfeng's eyes moved back, and I looked at an eyeball embedded between the door panel and the door frame, as if there were eyes under the door.

Some people can guess what will happen in the future, just as humans can predict now that "rescue" is coming.

Gao Tianyi: "Brother Bai, I always feel that you touched a lot of things in the ancestral hall, but you didn't even wipe the dust off your hands, right?"

The young man said that it is not good to bring dirty things back just in case.

Wen Jianyuan is in charge of the front of the palace. After all, according to the combat capabilities of you and Bai Su, if shooting is effective, all seven of us will be as capable as Wen Jianyuan.

Wen Jianyuan in the yard glanced forward and exchanged a look with Xia Chengyin.

Gao Tianyi ran out a little way when I heard footsteps.

But...but Bai Su is like an old monk in meditation at this moment.

"That name doesn't sound familiar to me. I thought he really lived there."

The eyes beside the door blinked rapidly and he retreated forward. Slowly, the white mud faded away like a tide, and he returned through the crack in the door.

The Tang Nuo family is off-center. They seemed to be far away from the trouble at first, but now they find that trouble has really come to them, and there is nowhere to turn to for help.

Wen Jianyuan: ‘What’s going on?’

Suddenly there was a sound of heavy objects hitting under the door, a thump, thump, thump, and the young man's murmurs stopped. His sentences became more and more confusing, and the meaning he wanted to express was swirling around Tang Nuo's name and life experience.

Fruits and other personal offerings maintain a wonderful freshness like the incense. Until the moment they are disturbed by the inner force, their time flow rate is the same as the inner world.
To be continued...