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Chapter 3: The evil is gone - "The Taoist Priest Descends from the Mountain: Game 749"
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Hu Jiulang said with a playful smile:
"Don't forget what I do. Isn't this just a matter of calculation?"
Yang Tong looked at Hu Jiulang suspiciously. He didn't really believe his words, but he couldn't seem to find any flaws.
"No need to say anything, just follow me to arrest people!"
Hu Jiulang spread his hands.
"Then let's go and waste time here?"
Yang Tong rolled his eyes at Hu Jiulang and hesitated to speak, but in the end he said nothing.
The Lingyin Temple in the Magic City usually has a huge flow of people and constant incense, and it is within the third ring road. In the Magic City where every inch of land is precious, it can be said to be extremely rare.
Lingyin Temple also occupies a relatively large area. It is late at night, and the temple looks particularly eerie. The cool breeze blows through the ancient hall, and you can vaguely see the shadow of the giant Buddha. It feels very oppressive, as if it is about to collapse at any time.
A man and a woman appeared here, it was Hu Jiulang and Yang Tong.
Yang Tong said softly:
"Where is Mochiwei?"
It has to be said that Hu Jiulang's talisman seal does have some tricks. Originally, Mo Qiwei had been marked by Bureau 749, and he could be caught in minutes. But now, there is no aura of this person, and no matter what technology or technique, he can't be found.
Hu Jiulang curled his lips and drew a talisman in the air in his hand. The talisman moved forward with a trace of golden light. With a bang, it spread out in all directions. The talisman seemed to turn into fireflies and flew forward.
Hu Jiulang took Yang Tong's little hand and followed these "fireflies" for a few steps. He felt warm in his hands and was startled in his heart. Yang Tong broke away from Hu Jiulang's hand.
"Come on, I can see it!"
Hu Jiulang then concentrated on following the small bright spots turned into these talismans, spared the big Buddha, walked out through the side door, passed through a rockery, and finally came to a dry well.
Hu Jiulang put his index finger to his mouth, hissed, and pointed at the mouth of the well. Yang Tong understood what she was doing, but saw her jump up and go directly into the well. However, with a scolding and a bang, Yang Tong's graceful figure jumped out from the mouth of the well, followed by several black shadows.
Hu Jiulang couldn't help but shrink his head when he saw the black figures behind him. Hu Jiulang could see that these black figures were not human beings, although they had human shapes.
Yang Tong suddenly waved out his palms, and two powerful invisible energies suddenly blocked those black shadows. This was the Yang Chuang Gong!
Those black shadows made a cackling sound, like puppets that suddenly fell apart and fell to pieces on the ground. Yang Tong stepped forward and took a look, frowning.
"Xiangxi corpse chaser?"
Hu Jiulang was about to speak when he saw a man crawling out of the well. The man saw Hu Jiulang at a glance.
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