Soon, members of the special operations team came to the location where the suspect disappeared.
Wei Yuan also went up the mountain.
After the initial survey, only a strong demonic force was found, and no other traces of fighting were found. Several Taoist priests from the Taoist sect set up a simple altar and performed rituals to attract the local monsters to inquire, but 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 prepared tributes doubled.
Only then did the monsters want to show up.
The Taoist priest showed a little joy on his face, but before he could speak, he saw the monster jump out with four hands, two of which covered his mouth, and the remaining two picked up the tribute, without looking back, and ran away quickly. In a flash, the Taoist priest's smile froze on his face.
He turned to look at Zhou Yi, Wei Yuan and others, and said with a wry smile:
"I am not good enough, so I can't do anything."
"These spirits are the spirits of all things, and they are always bold. This time they refused to come out. With the remaining evil spirit, it may be that a big demon took action and took the evil Taoist away."
Zhou Yi sighed and looked at Wei Yuan who was resting with a sword next to him.
"This time, I have to trouble the master."
Wei Yuan nodded.
The crouching tiger waist card trembled slightly, and some words appeared on the spirit platform.
Killing the evil Taoist and gaining merit...
It is the most generous thing since he got the waist card.
Wei Yuan exchanged for the best soul-nourishing method that can be exchanged at present.
.........
Zhou Yi is also responsible for dealing with the disappearance of the evil Taoist and the suspected appearance of the big demon in the world.
It was the members of the action team who had escorted 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 appearance 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.
The young man Zhang Hao who escorted Wei Yuan sighed: "Is he dying with his eyes open?"
Wei Yuan squatted down, looked at Zhang Yue with a pleading face, and stretched out his hand to brush Zhang Yue's eyes. The eyes that seemed to be dying with his eyes open slowly closed. Everyone was slightly surprised to see that it was Wei Yuan who had climbed the mountain that day. Although it had been proved that what the mountain king said was just a coincidence, they still subconsciously thought that this was normal.
Although Zhang Yue was dead, he had undergone a strong demon transformation after all.
The action team must also exorcise the possible remaining external evil.
Zhang Hao sent Wei Yuan back to the museum.
Then there were other tasks, and he stepped on the accelerator and left in a hurry.
When Wei Yuan returned, he saw Zhao Yi and Xuan Yi standing at the door, arguing in low voices.
"No, I can't agree to this!"
"But she saved me."
"But life and death have boundaries, are you going to die?"
"She saved me in the first place."
"Fuck you, Xuan Yi, how did you get the ordination in advance when you are so stubborn?!"
Zhao Yi seemed to be very angry, his forehead was throbbing, and suddenly he heard footsteps. He turned around and saw that it was Wei Yuan who came back, so he stopped talking. Before he asked how the matter was handled, he heard a flustered and hurried footsteps.
Crash——
The door of the museum was pushed open by a little hand.
Zhang Xiaoyu ran out and looked up at the door. A pair of bright black eyes searched quickly. After searching for several times, he didn't find the person he wanted to see. He looked up at Wei Yuan and said, "Uncle, where is Dad? Where is Dad? Where is he hiding?"
The voice was a little trembling.
Wei Yuan was speechless.
Zhang Xiaoyu seemed to know something, and her eyes gradually darkened.
Then she took a deep breath, forced herself to be alert, and asked carefully and quietly:
"Dad is not a bad person, he will come back, right?"
Wei Yuan didn't know how to answer.
How did the captains who used to kill demons and monsters face such a situation when they returned to the safe world?
What were their feelings?
Zhang Xiaoyu forced a smile on her face, stood on tiptoe and patted Wei Yuan's arm, as if to comfort him.
Then she took two steps back and bowed seriously:
"Thank you, uncle..."
Turned and ran away.
Wei Yuan didn't go to her immediately, but just took off the sword, wiped off the remaining mana and blood on it, and finally applied sword oil, returned the sword to the sheath, and pasted the yellow talisman on the scabbard to suppress the accumulated resentment of killing demons and monsters.
Finally, he walked to the door of the utility room.
There was a suppressed sobbing sound inside.
Wei Yuan raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door, but after thinking about it, he pushed the door open directly.
Zhang Xiaoyu squatted on a small stool, hugged her knees with both hands, buried her face in her knees, and her shoulders trembled slightly. Wei Yuan was silent, stretched out his hand and pressed on Zhang Xiaoyu's head and rubbed it. The little girl who seemed to be able to hold back tears just now fell down, biting her lips to prevent herself from crying out loud:
"Dad is a bad man, a bad man..."
Wei Yuan was silent for a while, and said seriously:
"Your father is not a bad man, he is a hero."
"I have never seen anyone as courageous as him."
"He wanted to protect you until the end."
The exorcism magic was used, but it was not driven, but to find a way to pass on Wei Yuan's feelings at the time during the stage of controlling the soul. Zhang Xiaoyu's shoulders trembled violently, and when she raised her head, tears flowed down. Wei Yuan gently hugged the child.
Zhang Xiaoyu's body trembled, and she finally couldn't help crying:
"Dad is a bad guy, a bad guy."
"He doesn't want Xiaoyu anymore."
"Big bad guy, big bad guy!"
Wei Yuan opened his mouth.
This is what a bad guy looks like in a child's eyes.
............
Zhang Xiaoyu is a zombie, with an unstable soul, and she fell asleep after crying so much.
Wei Yuan opened the Crouching Tiger Waist Card, and this time he exchanged it for a spiritual material treasure. He was a little curious about how the Crouching Tiger Waist Card would give him, whether it would point him to a location to open it, or teleport him. As a result, when he saw the merits dissipated, it seemed to turn into a special aura, and the tiger on the Crouching Tiger Waist Card seemed to revive.
Low roar.
The tiger's mouth opened wide.
There seemed to be a vortex in it, and then a flash of light, and an object fell directly into Wei Yuan's hands.
It was a jade-white plant about 30 centimeters tall, and it also came with an ancient flowerpot. Wei Yuan was also glad that one of the two great magical powers of Sili Xiaowei was to exorcise ghosts, and there were many artifacts and materials related to the soul-nurturing method in the treasure house.
For example, this thing was brought back by General Wei Qing when he swept across the Xiongnu and emptied the Xiongnu's hometown. It was a relatively ordinary one among them. The real core soul-nurturing tree was already tens of meters high and a giant that ten people could hug. The Xiongnu in the Western Regions had many strange witchcrafts, and there were more soul-nurturing objects than in the Central Plains at that time.
It's a pity that General Wei liked to copy the old tricks when fighting, and then there was nothing.
However, at the moment, Fenglangjuxu and Yanran were probably the generals who went out to the Han Dynasty to directly behead the Xiongnu's mountain god at that time to offer sacrifices to the heavens, so that the Xiongnu had no royal court in the south of the desert.
Zhang Yue was dead, and Zhang Xiaoyu's body and soul were very weak.
Wei Yuan held the flower pot and prepared to find a suitable place to put it down.
Let the effect of the soul-nourishing wood cover the entire museum.
Then proceed to the next step.
.........
Zhao Yi looked at his junior brother and was already so angry that he gritted his teeth.
"No, that little girl is a zombie. There is a limit to life and death. Why are you still thinking about continuing the zombie method?"
"It's just a favor."
"But that's the zombie method. How many years can your Taoism last? After the Taoism is gone, will you use your life to continue your life?!"
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 find the ancestor and borrow his wooden sign!"
Xuan Yi was stunned and said, "That wooden sign is the ancestor's treasure."
Zhao Yi said impatiently, "Saving people is important, What's wrong? Did they watch you die? Or did they really save the little girl who saved you? The ancestor made it from the heart of the five-hundred-year-old soul-nourishing wood. It's okay to let the little girl give up her body and nourish her soul..."
"You, me, and my senior sister all go up the mountain and explain things clearly. No matter how much the master treasures that thing, he won't let it go."
Zhao Yi's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked around suspiciously:
"Junior brother, have you noticed that the yin energy here seems to be much purer."
Xuan Yi was stunned and nodded.
The two Taoists followed the breath and turned to see Wei Yuan coming out with a potted plant. Just as they were about to say hello, their eyes were glued to the thing in the latter's hand, but one was staring at the jade-white wood and the other was staring at the quaint flowerpot.
Soul-nourishing wood, black for a hundred years, ink-black for five hundred years.
Purple after a thousand years, white for two thousand years, and like Kunyu for three thousand years.
Wei Yuan, who had just entered the cultivation world and did not know this common sense, noticed the two people's gazes.
He thought that he had an extra spiritual material in his hand after turning it around.
He paused and said in a normal tone that made it hard to tell that he was lying:
"I just remembered that I still have this thing at home. It just happened to be useful, so I took it out to have a look."
"Also, don't look at it. The flower pot is fake, imitation of antiques."