Chapter 13: The appearance of the mysterious woman with witchcraft - "The Taoist Priest Descends from the Mountain: Game 749"

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Yang Tong's eyes couldn't help but shine.

"When was the last time you came here?"

Hu Jiulang replied:

"Two years ago..."

Yang Tong was thoughtful.

This shows that this place was still normal two years ago. This is really consistent with the incident of missing people with super powers. The first person with super powers disappeared almost two years ago.

It was just that no attention was paid to it at the time. Gradually, more and more people with powers disappeared, and only then did Bureau 749 pay more attention to it.

"How did you find this place?"

Hu Jiulang spread his hands.

"Just look at the peach trees around you! The peach trees here are almost the best in the south. It is absolutely normal for me to come to this place to pick up peach trees!"

When everyone stepped into the ancient town, the stone slabs under their feet were in disrepair and made a soft "squeaking" sound, like a living creature breathing.

The doors and windows of the shops on both sides of the street are dilapidated, the cloth is hanging down, and they are covered with dust, but there is not a fallen leaf or a flying bird. It is so quiet that only the breathing and footsteps of a few people are left, and even the wind seems to have been sucked away.

There was something strange everywhere here, and Yang Tong also frowned.

"Is there anyone?"

Yang Tong shouted, and his voice echoed in the empty town, but only tiny echoes came back.

At this moment, a slender figure slowly walked out from the corner of the street.

The woman was wearing a plain white dress, her long hair was rolled up loosely, her face was delicate, her temperament was as clean as the mist in the mountains, but her eyes were blank and strange, as if she was living in her own world.

She stood not far away and looked at them quietly, without speaking or getting closer. She just stood there quietly, like a person walking out of a painting.

"Who are you?"

Yang Tong immediately stepped forward, protected everyone behind him, and took out a special spiritual power detector, but the screen was full of garbled characters.

"The spiritual interference here is too strong and her specific level cannot be detected."

The woman still didn't answer, but tilted her head slightly, and a very faint and strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Her smile was very light, but it made people feel inexplicably hairy, like a puppet without warmth.

Qian Mo hid behind Hu Jiulang and whispered:

"Brother, she...she is so strange...like a pseudo-person."

Hu Jiulang's eyes fell on her and he frowned slightly.

He could feel that there was no malice in this woman, but she was full of a strange sense of order. Every move she made seemed to be programmed, with no emotions or fluctuations, like a walking container.

Hu Jiulang wanted to read her face, but found that there was nothing at all on her face.

"Xia Laiwei."

The woman suddenly spoke, her voice soft but without any ups and downs, as if she was reciting lines.

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