The Spirit Suppressing Museum

Chapter 45: The Magical Powers Are Less Than Destined
At the end of the memory screen, it turned into Zhang Yue approaching with a knife in his hands, and then countless cracks appeared. In each fragment was a man with red eyes. The picture shattered like a broken mirror. It disappeared, and the memory picture stopped. Wei Yuan raised his hand, subconsciously thinking of Zhang Yue's appearance in his 30s.

But Zhang Yue should only be 28 years old now.

It is for the sake of her daughter's yang qi to continue her life that she looks so old.

After all, it is an evil method that cultivators are discouraged from.

Ordinary Daoists dare not touch it, let alone an ordinary person, no one dares to risk doing that kind of thing.

But father can.

Wei Yuan lowered his head and watched Zhang Xiaoyu raise his head to look at himself. He was speechless. When he retracted his palm, Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly stretched out his hand to grab his cuff, looked up at him, and murmured:
"Is Uncle going to beat Dad..."

"Dad didn't do it on purpose. Uncle, please don't beat him, okay?"

Wei Yuan didn't know what to say.

The little girl looked at him expectantly.

Then he seemed to know something, his hand slowly slipped down from his cuff, Wei Yuan took a deep breath, squatted down, looked directly into the eyes of Octopus Xiaoyu, and said, "Xiaoyu, wait here, uncle go and Find your father back, okay?"

"Really?"

"Well, I will definitely get your father back."

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and then he lowered his head and took off a small pendant from his neck. The outside was a cartoon character that could be opened. Inside was a photo of a family of three, placed in Wei Yuan's palm, and said, "Uncle, you I have to get my father back."

"Just say Xiaoyu is not angry with him, he will definitely come back."

Wei Yuan put the pendant in his pocket, nodded with a smile, and turned to go out.

Dial Zhou Yi's number.

He asked succinctly:
"If people are forced to change, what will the action team do?"

Zhou Yi asked, "Will that demonic person pose a threat to innocent people?"

"... sharp teeth, sparse eyebrows, red eyes, blue face, most likely cannibalism."

There was only silence on Zhou Yi's side.

Although he had already guessed what the situation was, Wei Yuan was still speechless.

The evil magician harms others, Zhang Yue is turned into a demon for his daughter, and Zhang Xiaoyu is still looking forward to his father's return, and the special action team must cut off the demon for the sake of most ordinary people, and his position is What?Slaying demons and eliminating demons, if you are murdered as demons, then slaying is not slaying?

After a long time, he said:
"I see."

Ask Zhou Yi to send the approximate coordinates obtained from the rear surveillance to the mobile phone. Wei Yuan hung up the mobile phone and cursed in a rare low voice. He slammed his right fist on the wall, closed his eyes, and placed it on the hilt of the sword. Up, the generous hilt made him calm down a bit.

The members of the special operations team parked in front of Wei Yuan.

Then he handed a box of talismans to him, and said, "Captain Zhou said that it will be handed over to you, the owner of the museum. If the time for exogenous evil to enter the body is not too long, the Disaster Elimination Talisman may be able to expel that evil energy, as long as it can be If you drive it out, there will be salvation."

Wei Yuan took the talisman and got into the car directly.

The member of the special operations team was young, and he was even more reckless when driving. He almost stepped on the accelerator to the end, and quickly shuttled through the city following the monitoring coordinates. It was not until the last part of the journey that he had to stop. .

lost.

Zhang Yue in the surveillance avoided surveillance when he was in this area.

In order to gather things to prolong Zhang Xiaoyu's life, Zhang Yue has been an express driver for a long time, and is very familiar with the route of Quanshi. Even in that kind of collapse and madness, the residual instinct will let him Choose the route that works for you.

………………

It was originally a sunny day, but a few dull thunder suddenly exploded in the sky.

The thunder sounded like a drum.

Then it seemed that the wind had picked up, and the wind had brought up a black cloud, but the black wind didn't last long before dissipating, only the sound of thunder became more and more majestic, spreading far and wide, like a war drum after victory.

After Wei Yuan got out of the car, he raised his hand and picked up the Thousand Mile Tracking Talisman.

After consuming three talismans in a row, he finally found a strange breath.

He raised his hand and looked at the workshop of an abandoned factory.

Raising his hand and pressing the sword, he carried the disaster-repelling and exorcism talisman in his arms. When he ran under his feet, he had already mobilized a trace of the demonic power of the silky golden feather bird to wrap the breeze. More, more lightweight and silent.

Wei Yuan easily turned to the second floor and stood on the windowsill beside the glass.

Hope in time.

........................

The skinny old man coughed.

He coughed up black blood, look carefully, there are still some bugs in the blood, but those bugs are already dead, all of them are burnt black, the old man's face looks fierce, just now he was touched by the Tianshifu's door, and he was caught off guard. He was placed on the altar by the other party, and he ate a few tricks of the Taoist method that was passed down by the first direct descendant.

It seems that Wei Yuan, who knows some small supernatural powers, is not weak in frontal fighting, relying on firearms and martial arts.

But really compared to the technique, it can only be regarded as a junior.

The real supernatural powers have to put down the altar rituals, the practice of ceremonial rituals is extremely cumbersome, and the requirements for Taoism are also extremely high, but once it is displayed, it is not difficult to call the wind and call the rain, and it is not difficult to spread beans into soldiers, even the thunder of heaven and earth, acting on behalf of heaven and earth. penalty.

His hiding method has been cultivated to the point where he can hide three souls and seven souls, which is hard to see in ordinary people, but he was still shaken by the sound of thunder, and now he is a Taoist.

You can only practice a five-way rampant to protect yourself first.

The old man stood up, put a gossip on the ground, and then picked up five bowls of water in turn, chanted words in his mouth, all turned into a spell, the white water turned into blood water, and then placed one in each of the four directions of the south, east, and northwest, and another in the middle. , raised his hand and shook it, the incense stick was inserted into the water, and it fell steadily, spontaneously igniting without wind.

Sending rampant, receiving rampant, offering blood instruments.

The altar was raised on the gossip stage, and a golden bell was taken out, and a yellow talisman was pasted on it.

Raise your hand to start the Meishan Five Rampage Mantra.

Wei Yuan saw Zhang Yue fall to the ground, and he didn't know about the personnel. He also saw the old man curse and shake the golden bell. With the bell, Zhang Yue's body kept shaking. He knew it was wrong. The distance was too far. , I simply pulled out the firearm and strengthened my arm muscles with mana. When I was about to shoot, I suddenly heard a crisp sound.

His face changed, and he saw a copper coin spinning around in the distance.

The old man's movements obviously accelerated, Wei Yuan cursed an old thief in his heart, raised his hand and fired, the sound of gunfire roared.

He fired three bullets, and the water bowls in three directions were directly smashed by him. At the same time, Wei Yuan rushed into the workshop, rolled over from the second floor and landed on the ground. The moment he hit the ground, he rushed forward, and the gun continued. Bombarding the old evil way, the sound of gunshots resounded like thunder in the empty workshop, while taking out the Disaster Elimination Talisman, a gust of wind cut through the fingers, instilling spirit into the talisman.

Then paste it directly behind Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue, who was shaking violently, calmed down.

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The last bullet was fired and was avoided by some strange way, but the old monster was also breathing a little and was in a state of embarrassment.

After all, he cultivated the Dao and sought supernatural powers, and fighting alone without preparation is not the director.

Wei Yuan's sullen aura appeared in his eyes, ready to use his sword to cut the scourge.

The sound of the bell rang again, and Zhang Yue, who had calmed down, turned over and rushed towards Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan turned his body with a quick eye and turned his body. The sword in his hand directly stuck Zhang Yue's body. He saw that his face was covered with white fluff. , large areas of cyan scales grow on both arms, and white fluff grows in the gaps of the scales.

The pupils of a pair of eyes have completely turned red.

The teeth are sharp and the throat growls.

Wei Yuan could only watch helplessly as the Disaster Elimination and Exorcism Talisman affixed to him quickly burned out.

From the beginning, it was already too late.

PS: Buffering the transition chapter... Probably tomorrow will be fine~ Thank you for the [-] reward
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