The World of Evil Spirits: I Push This World Across the World with My Flesh

"Master Jiang, there is one more thing I want to trouble you with."

Suddenly, the head young man of the Tuoba family spoke again.

Jiang Dao turned his head to look at the other party.

"My Tuoba family was looking for a girl some time ago. It is very important. It is reported that she has fled to Qianyuan City for the first generation. Lieyan Gang is the largest gang in the local area. I hope you can help me with this and find the girl for me."

The young man spoke.

"Girl, how old is it?"

"Six or seven years old, I have her portrait here!"

The young man's tone was calm, and he didn't even get up. With a flick of his palm, a scroll flew out and landed in Jiang Dao's hands.

Jiang Dao gently unfolded the scroll, his eyes scanning like electricity.

Qin Qingqing!

"I don't know what the adults want to do with this girl?"

Jiang Dao asked.

"It has its own magical effect. Gang Leader Jiang will help you to pay attention. If you can find it, we will give you some rewards!"

The young man spoke.

"Okay, I'll keep an eye out."

Jiang Dao nodded, took the scroll, and left here.

The right guardian immediately followed behind obediently.

...

inside the room.

The three youths of the Tuoba family and several key members of the court all squinted their eyes, watching Jiang Dao's leaving back until Jiang Dao went downstairs completely and came out from the door.

A young man said coldly, "This person never told the truth from the beginning to the end."

"Master Ling, is it true that the golden seal god arrester was killed by him?"

The thin general couldn't help but speak.

"Nine times out of ten!"

The young man opened his mouth, and suddenly looked at the leader, and said, "Third brother, do you want to investigate this person secretly?"

"It's not that simple. Have you seen the giant sword below?"

The young man in the lead looked outside through the downstairs.

I saw four gang members below, holding a huge black sword together, their faces were flushed from exhaustion, their veins were bulging, and they followed behind Jiang Dao humming.

The expressions of the other two youths changed slightly.

"Spirit Eliminator Pang Long!"

"Is this the black shark sword of Pang Long?"

"Yes, Pang Long's giant sword fell into this person's hands. It can be seen that this Gang Leader Jiang is far from simple."

The leading youth narrowed his eyes.

"Hmph, third brother, I'll investigate him secretly!"

The young man next to him said coldly, "If there is a problem, just kill him!"

The leading young man frowned slightly, and said, "Use [Ru smoke hood], if you have any problems, don't rush to do it, come back immediately!"

"Yes, third brother!"

The young man spoke.

...

downstairs.

Jiang Dao straddles the horse and goes all the way.

It wasn't until halfway through the journey that Xiang An, the guardian of the right handed over a secret letter to Jiang Dao.

He didn't dare to tell the details upstairs at all before, fearing that the spirit eliminators upstairs would stare at him, and he didn't dare to show the secret letter to Jiang Dao until he was far away.

Jiang Dao opened the secret letter, only to see a few bloody handwriting emerge.

"Help the master, Pan Fang, the rudder master of Qingluo City..."

The handwriting is scribbled and jumbled, and it seems that he was extremely anxious when writing.

Jiang Dao frowned slightly, "Where is Qingluo City? What area is Pan Fang in charge of?"

"Back to the leader, it was the ancient temple of Yinshan Mountain. After it became a forbidden area, Pan Fang was mainly in charge of the area around Yinshan Mountain to ensure that our caravans can pass through. Unexpectedly, the surrounding area of ​​Yinshan Mountain also suddenly encountered changes."

Said to Ann.

"Yinshan Ancient Temple..."

Jiang Dao's eyes flickered.

He remembered.

When I asked Xiang An to find out where there were evil spirits, the other party mentioned three places.

A Li family village!

A Xinfeng Pier!

An ancient temple in Yinshan!

He originally wanted to solve these three weird places first, but was delayed by the matter of the Black Tiger Gang.

Now it seems that the evil spirits of the Yinshan Ancient Temple are making trouble again?

"Have the other people in the sub-helm contacted? Are they still there?"

Jiang Dao asked.

"Back to the guild master, only three people were lost, all of them were high-level people, and the other guild members are all fine."

Said to Ann.

"It's just that the higher-ups are dead?"

Jiang Dao frowned.

Is this specifically aimed at the top brass of the Flame Gang?

"Go back and prepare, go to Qingluo City immediately!"

"Yes, helper!"

Clasped fists to Ann.

at this time!

Jiang Dao suddenly had a feeling in his heart, turned his head back calmly, glanced back with deep meaning, and then retracted his gaze again, his eyes turned cold.

Not far behind, a figure covered with a transparent enchantment slowly walked out of an alley, his body was blurred and blended with the air, as if invisible.

Chapter 90 How can such a little power tickle me?

Silent night.

The mountain forest was pitch-black and shadowy, and crows flew up from time to time, making piercing calls.

A remote path made of rammed dirt.

Several luxury carriages and horses stopped here.

Torches were lit in all directions, barely able to illuminate the surrounding light.

A well-built guard gently helped an old man in his fifties off the carriage carefully.

"Master, the Yinshan Ancient Temple has arrived."

The guard spoke carefully.

The old man was wearing a long-sleeved embroidered silk robe, leaning on a red nanmu cane in his hand, with gray hair and beard, raised his head, and looked towards the ancient temple in front of him.

The temple is simple and not grand, covering an area of ​​two or three acres, except for the main hall, there are only a few wing rooms, and it looks extremely quiet under the moonlit night.

Around the ancient temple, it was sprinkled with paper money, and there were many incense burners standing, densely covered with cobwebs and piled up with dust.

Yinshan Ancient Temple!

It was originally just an area that had been abandoned for many years and was regarded as a forbidden area by the Lie Yan Gang. A few months ago, it suddenly became famous and spread among the circles of some wealthy businessmen and gentry in Qingluo City.

There is no other reason. It is said that this ancient temple has mysterious power.

As long as the person who comes to burn the first incense stick at Zishi, he will be blessed by mysterious power and can be granted any wish.

After making a wish, some people won 50 taels in a gambling house overnight; some people were down and out in the business field, but after making a wish, they turned around again and became prosperous in Qingluo City. .

However, not everyone who comes to make a wish can come true.

There is a certain amount of coincidence.

After making a wish, many people remain the same as they were before.

But no matter what, Li Daoyuan felt that the ancient Yinshan Temple in front of him was his last chance.

He is the richest man in Qingluo City, with countless family assets, he has established the famous Qingluo Restaurant, which has branches in all the state capitals, and the wealth he has accumulated cannot be spent in a few lifetimes.

But although he had a lot of money, he failed in two things.

One is that he is more than fifty years old, but has no children, and the family property will face the situation that no one will inherit it.

The other is that he has recently been infected with a strange disease. He often coughs and has a fever. He has visited all kinds of famous doctors in all directions, and tried all kinds of folk remedies, but none of them worked.

Some doctors even asserted that he would not survive three years...

Just imagine that he is sitting on countless family assets, if he dies suddenly like this, he will not be reconciled no matter what.

"How long until Zishi?"

Li Daoyuan asked.

"Go back to the master, it will be soon."

The accompanying guard Zhu Biao glanced at the hourglass and said.

"Let's start preparing."

Li Daoyuan spoke.

"Yes, sir!"

Zhu Biao called a group of guards to carry all the sacrificial items from the carriage to the ancient temple.

With Zhu Biao's support, Li Daoyuan climbed up the steps step by step.

The hourglass sounded to the last tick.

At last it was midnight.

Li Daoyuan lit candles in the main hall, and gradually dispelled the darkness in the entire temple, and all directions suddenly became dim.

With a dignified expression, he knelt down under a Buddha statue, clasped his hands together, looked closely, muttered words, and kept bowing respectfully to the Buddha statue in front of him.

Zhu Biao led a group of guards, guarding all around cautiously.

It was extremely quiet in all directions, except for the strange sound of chanting sutras in the temple, no other sound could be heard.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but gradually, Zhu Biao felt a chilly feeling, as if he broke into a mass grave alone when he was a child, and gradually became uneasy psychologically.

He turned his head and glanced at the other guards.

Because it was too dark, Zhu Biao couldn't see other people's expressions clearly.

He swallowed, and turned his head to look inside the Daxiong Palace.

The light was dim, and rows of candles flickered faintly.

His gaze first glanced quietly over the Buddha statue in front of him, and Zhu Biao frowned secretly.