Soon members of the special operations team arrived at the location where the suspect disappeared.
Wei Yuan also went up the mountain together.
After a preliminary survey, only a strong demonic force and vicious aura was found, and no other traces of fighting were found. Several Taoist priests from Taoist sects set up a simple altar, and asked the land spirits to inquire about the rituals.
After a lot of effort, the monsters still refused to come out.
As a last resort, the three Taoist priests went up together.
The number of tribute categories prepared has doubled.
Only then did he feel a little bit weird and wanted to show off.
There was a slight joy on the Taoist's face, but before he could speak, he saw the spirit come out with four hands, two of which were covering his mouth, and the remaining two picked up the tribute without looking back, and ran very fast without even brushing it.
The Taoist's shadow suddenly froze on his face.
He turned to look at Zhou Yi, Weiyuan and others, and said with a wry smile:
"I don't have enough moral knowledge to do anything."
"These spirits are the spirits of all things. They have always been bold. This time they refused to even come out. With the residual evil spirit, it may be that a certain big demon took action and took that evil way away."
Zhou Yi sighed and looked at Wei Yuan, who was resting next to him holding his sword.
"This time I have to thank the owner."
Wei Yuan nodded.
The Crouching Tiger waist plate trembled slightly, and words appeared on the altar.
Kill the demon and get meritorious service...
This is the most generous sum since I got the waist card.
Wei Yuan exchanged it for the best soul-nurturing method currently available.
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Zhou Yi is also responsible for dealing with the disappearance of evil spirits and the appearance of suspected great demons in the human world.
It was the members of the action team who had sent Wei Yuan before, who sent Wei Yuan to the factory workshop and found Zhang Yue's body. When they went there, there were already three action team specialists around Zhang Yue. The tragic look made everyone look complicated.
They turned Zhang Yue over.
The stiff body also relaxed.
But Zhang Yue kept his eyes wide open and refused to close them.
Zhang Hao, the young man who sent Wei Yuan off, sighed: "Are you going to die in peace?"
Wei Yuan knelt down and looked at Zhang Yue, who had a pleading face. He reached out and brushed Zhang Yue's eyes. Those eyes that looked like dead eyes slowly closed. Everyone was slightly shocked to see that it was Wei Yuan who had gone up the mountain that day. Although he had already proven
What Tiger said was just a coincidence, and he still subconsciously believed that this was normal.
Although Zhang Yue died, he had undergone a strong demonic transformation after all.
It is also necessary to go through the action team to expel any remaining external evil spirits.
Zhang Hao sent Wei Yuan back to the museum.
Then there are other tasks, just kick the accelerator and leave in a hurry.
When Wei Yuan went back, he saw Zhao Yi and Xuan Yi standing at the door, arguing in lowered voices.
"No, I can't agree to this!"
"But she saved me."
"But there is a limit between life and death. Don't you want to die?"
"She was the one who saved her."
"Holy shit, Xuan Yi, how did you get consecrated in advance with such a bad mind in the first place?!"
Zhao Yi seemed to be very angry, his forehead was twitching, and he suddenly heard footsteps. He turned around and saw that Wei Yuan was coming back, so he stopped talking. Before he could ask how the matter was handled, he heard a burst of panic.
The sound of footsteps.
Wow——
The door of the museum was pushed open by a small hand.
Zhang Xiaoyu ran out, raised his head and looked outside the door. His bright black eyes searched quickly. After searching several times, he couldn't find the person he wanted to see. He raised his head and looked at Wei Yuan and said: "Uncle, Dad
Where is dad? Where is he hiding? "
The voice was a little shaky.
Wei Yuan was speechless.
Zhang Xiaoyu seemed to know something, and his eyes slowly dimmed.
Then he took a deep breath, strengthened his energy, and asked carefully and quietly:
"Dad, he is not a bad person. He will come back, right?"
Wei Yuan didn't know how to answer.
How do the captains who used to slay demons and demons face such a situation when they return to the safe world?
How do they feel?
Zhang Xiaoyu squeezed out a smile, stood up on tiptoes and patted Wei Yuan's arm, as if to comfort him.
Then he took two steps back and bowed seriously:
"Thank you uncle..."
Turn around and run away.
Wei Yuan did not go to her immediately, but just took off the sword, wiped off the magic residue and blood stains on it, and finally put oil on the sword, returned the sword to its sheath, and affixed the yellow talisman to the scabbard, suppressing and killing the monsters and monsters that he had accumulated.
Rage.
Finally we walked to the door of the utility room.
There were suppressed sobs inside.
Wei Yuan raised his hand, originally wanting to knock on the door, but after thinking about it, he just opened the door.
Zhang Xiaoyu squatted on a small stool, holding his knees with both hands, burying his face in his knees, his shoulders shaking slightly. Wei Yuan was silent, stretched out his hand and put it on the top of Zhang Xiaoyu's head and rubbed it. He seemed to be able to bear it just now.
The little girl living there had big tears falling down her face, biting her lip with her teeth to prevent herself from crying:
"Dad is a bad person, a bad person..."
Wei Yuan was silent for a moment and said seriously:
"Your father is not a bad person, he is a hero."
"I've never met anyone with as much courage as him."
"He wanted to protect you until the end."
He used his supernatural powers to exorcise ghosts, but he did not drive them. Instead, he found a way to convey the feelings Wei Yuan saw at that time during the stage of controlling the soul body. Zhang Xiaoyu's shoulders shook violently, and when he raised his head, he burst into tears.
The big drops flowed down, and Wei Yuan gently hugged the child.
Zhang Xiaoyu's body trembled and he finally couldn't help crying:
"Dad is a bad person, a bad person."
"He doesn't want Xiaoyu anymore."
"Big bad guy, big bad guy!"
Wei Yuan opened his mouth.
This is the bad guy in the eyes of children.
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Zhang Xiaoyu himself is a living corpse, his soul is unstable, and he fell asleep when he was tired from crying.
Wei Yuan opened the Crouching Tiger Waist Card, this time in exchange for spiritual treasures. He was still a little curious about how the Crouching Tiger Waist Card would be given to him, whether it would point him to a location to open it, or teleport it, but he saw that the merits were scattered.
When I went there, it seemed to be transformed into a special aura, and the tiger on the Crouching Tiger belt seemed to be revived.
A low growl.
The tiger's mouth gaped wide.
There seemed to be a whirlpool in it, and then there was a flash of light, and something fell directly into Wei Yuan's hands.
It was a jade-white plant about thirty centimeters tall, and it also came with a simple flowerpot. Wei Yuan was also lucky. Fortunately, one of Sili Xiaowei's two magical powers was to exorcise ghosts, and the treasure house was related to the method of nourishing the soul.
There are many utensils and materials.
For example, something like this was brought back when General Wei Qing swept across the Xiongnu and evacuated the Xiongnu's hometown, and it was a relatively common one among them. The real core soul-nurturing tree was already tens of meters high and could be hugged by ten people.
The Xiongnu in the Western Regions had many strange and strange witchcrafts, and there were more soul-nurturing things than those in the Central Plains.
It's a pity that General Wei likes to copy the old rules in war, and then he is gone.
However, looking at it now, by sealing the wolf to Xu and constricting Shi Yanran, I am afraid that when the Han generals went out to conquer the country, they would directly kill the mountain god of the Huns at that time to offer sacrifices to heaven, and even the Huns would have no royal court in the south of the desert.
Zhang Yue is dead, and Zhang Xiaoyu's body and soul are very weak.
Wei Yuan held the flowerpot and prepared to find a suitable place to put this thing down.
Let the effectiveness of soul-nourishing wood cover the entire museum.
Then proceed to the next step.
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Zhao Yi looked at his junior brother and was so annoyed that he gritted his teeth.
"No, that little girl is a living corpse. There is a boundary between life and death. Why do you still want to continue the living corpse method?"
"It's just a matter of repaying a favor."
"But that's the living corpse method. How many years can your Tao Xing last? After the Tao Xing is gone, will you use your life to continue it?!"
Seeing that Xuan Yi still refused to turn around, Zhao Yi paced back and forth, gritted his teeth and said:
"If it doesn't work, go to the ancestor and borrow his wooden sign!"
Xuan Yi was stunned and said: "That wooden sign is the treasure of the ancestor."
Zhao Yi said impatiently: "It's important to save people. What's wrong? Could it be possible to just watch you die? Or have you really transcended the little girl who saved you? Grandmaster, that is the heart of the five-hundred-year-old soul-nurturing tree.
It's okay to let that little girl give up her body and raise her soul..."
"You, me, and senior sister all go up the mountain and explain the matter clearly. No matter how precious the master is, he won't let go."
Zhao Yi's voice stopped suddenly and he looked around suspiciously:
"Junior brother, have you noticed that the Yin Qi here seems to be much purer."
Xuan Yi was stunned and nodded.
The two Taoist priests followed the breath and turned around to see Wei Yuan walking out with a potted plant in his arms. Just as they were about to say hello, their eyes were fixed on the thing in the latter's hand. However, one of them was staring at the jade-white wood.
One is staring at the quaint flowerpot.
Soul-nurturing wood, black for one hundred years, jet black for five hundred years.
After a thousand years it becomes purple, after two thousand years it becomes white, and after three thousand years it becomes like Kun jade.
Wei Yuan, who had only entered the spiritual world for a short time and did not understand this common sense, noticed the gaze between the two people.
I thought that after turning around, I would find an extra spiritual material in my hand.
After a pause, he said in a normal tone that no one could tell he was lying:
"I just remembered that I still have this thing at home. It happens to be useful, so I took it out and took a look."
"Also, don't look at it. The flowerpot is fake and antique."
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