The image of Mi Lan actually appeared in the water. She was lying on a stone with her eyes closed, and she seemed to have passed out.
There is also a circle of candles around him, with a green skull in the middle, which looks extremely gloomy.
"Oh my god, what is this?"
Xing'er shuddered.
Wu Jian frowned: "It should be some kind of ritual, and it must be another evil method."
The scene lasted for about half a minute and then disappeared in an instant.
Xiao Feng slumped down on the chair, his face pale and sweating profusely.
This secret method of activation consumed so much spiritual energy in his body that he almost couldn't bear it.
"Master, are you okay?"
Xing'er hurriedly supported him.
"fine!"
Xiao Feng took a breath: "Mi Lan was taken to the Immortal Temple, and your master should be there too."
"You two go back to Juxian Hall first, and I'll go rescue them."
Myolie wanted to go with him, but her cultivation was too low, and she would have a narrow escape from death.
After the two left, Xiao Feng drove there alone.
The Immortal Temple is located on Qingfeng Mountain.
It is about more than a hundred kilometers away from Jiangcheng. It is sparsely populated and there are no homes around it. It would be an exaggeration to say that it is a barren mountain.
At about one o'clock in the morning, Xiao Feng arrived at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain.
Except for the crescent moon above the head, the entire mountain was pitch black, eerie and gloomy.
Xiao Feng quickly went up the mountain along the path. Suddenly, he heard someone talking not far away and hurriedly hid in the grass.
Five minutes later, two young men in robes strolled down from the top of the mountain.
Xiao Feng took a closer look and realized that this must be a warlock from the Immortal Temple.
"Senior brother, you said you're here to patrol the mountains and catch ghosts this late at night?"
A short warlock chattered non-stop, with a look of reluctance on his face.
Another fat warlock, with a pipe in his mouth, puffed out smoke and said: "Oh, let's do whatever the master tells us to do, don't ask."
The short man flattened his mouth and suddenly asked with a smile: "Senior brother, Taoist Master Wu caught a little girl today. She is very handsome."
"snort!"
The fat warlock sneered: "This old bastard may appear to be a gentleman, but in reality he is worse than anyone else."
"He just saw that the girl was pretty and wanted to do something casual."
"Tsk, tsk, you're blind."
The little man shook his head. This good cabbage was eaten by the pig.
Xiao Feng heard clearly from the side that the girl must be Mi Lan, she was indeed here.
The two warlocks were sitting on the rocks and taking a nap. They were here to patrol to prevent outsiders from going up the mountain without permission.
"Oh, it makes me miss women too."
"How about... we also go down the mountain and catch a woman?"
The fat warlock took a puff of cigarette and scratched his crotch.
"Hey, I'm talking to you."
As soon as he turned his head, he was stunned, and a cold green sword was pressed against his neck.
He saw a strange man sitting next to him. The short warlock fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, already dead.
"You...who are you?"
"Shh... keep your voice down."
Xiao Feng stared at him: "If you don't want to die, just do as I say, otherwise...I will kill you immediately."
"No, no, no, I have something to say. What do you want to do?"
The fat warlock's face was covered in cold sweat, knowing that he was facing a tough situation.
"Where is the girl Wu Daolin captured? Tell me!"
"Is... locked in a secret room."
"Take me there, right now."
"Okay, I'll lead the way."
Xiao Feng put on the dwarf warlock's robe and followed the fat warlock up the mountain.
In about half an hour, the two arrived at the top of the mountain.
Xiao Feng looked up and saw that the sky above the Immortal Temple was shrouded in dark clouds.
The scale of this Taoist temple is not small. No wonder it is very popular in the local area. It looks very majestic at first glance, but it only reveals the majesty of evil.
There were two guards outside the gate, and when they saw the fat warlock, they took the initiative to say hello.
The fat warlock smiled innocently and said a few perfunctory words, and the two of them entered the Immortal Temple smoothly.
Since it was late at night, the entire Taoist temple was silent.
I walked through the main hall to the back, turned around and entered a small alley, and finally stopped in a small courtyard.
The fat warlock pointed at the wooden door: "This is the secret room, and the girl is in it."
"Damn fat man, if you dare to lie to me, I guarantee you won't see the sun tomorrow."
Xiao Feng exerted a little force, and Mo Xie's sword pierced his neck, and blood flowed down.
"Oh, please forgive me."
The fat warlock begged for mercy: "I dare not tell lies, that girl is really here, but..."
"What? Say it quickly."
Xiao Feng glared, and the fat warlock quickly explained: "The Taoist Master Wu is in the room next to him. He will know if there is any trouble."
"Oh? Go and open the door."
Xiao Feng rolled his eyes and led the fat warlock to the door.
The wooden door was not locked either. The fat warlock slowly pushed the door open and made a squeaking sound.
Suddenly, Xiao Feng sensed danger. He jumped up, grabbed the door frame, and turned his body sideways.
'Puff puff…'
Countless flying arrows shot out from it, and the fat warlock was thought to have been stabbed into a hedgehog.
He stared at a pair of dead fish eyes, shook twice and fell to the ground.
Xiao Feng landed on the ground. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, otherwise he would have been injured by this hidden arrow.
He quickly entered the room and closed the door. Inside was a training room, with a woman tied up on the small bed at the end.
"Mi Lan?"
Xiao Feng hurried over, but when he got there, he was stunned. This woman was actually Yang Shijun.
She fell into a coma, and Xiao Feng took her pulse. She was under some kind of drug.
He immediately took out a silver needle and used it to relieve Yang Shijun's intoxication.
A few minutes later, Yang Shijun groaned and slowly opened his eyes.
In the darkness, she could only see the outline of a man.
"Son of a bitch, what do you want to do..."
Just as she was about to shout, her mouth was tightly covered by the other party.
"Don't make any noise, I am Xiao Feng."
Xiao Feng came close to her, and when Yang Shijun heard it was his voice, she stopped struggling.
He let go of his hand, and Yang Shijun looked surprised: "Why are you here?"
"What else do I want to ask you?"
"How could you, a policeman, be caught in this magical temple?"
Xiao Feng quickly untied her and asked.
Yang Shijun cursed: "You bastard, aren't I investigating the case of a missing woman?"
"Today I accidentally discovered a suspicious person and followed him all the way."
"I wanted to call the police to come over for support, but who knew I suddenly fell into a coma and saw you when I woke up."
Xiao Feng frowned: "I told you to be careful."
"This case is not that simple. Those charlatans have weird methods and are not something you can deal with."
Yang Shijun pouted: "Don't I want to solve the case as soon as possible? The people above are chasing me so hard that I have a headache."
"Stop talking and leave here first."
"Fat man, what's wrong?"
Suddenly, there was a shout outside the door. Someone had discovered the body of the fat warlock.
"Oops, someone's coming."
When Yang Shijun touched her body, she found that the gun had been taken away.
"Go and inform Master quickly."
'Pfft!'
Just when the other party was about to call someone, Xiao Feng kicked the wooden door away, and the two warlocks outside the door were knocked away on the spot.