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"This is... a Chinese character?!"

He stretched out his slightly trembling palms and slowly wiped away the dirt on the paper. When Tang San saw the content on it, his brain went blank as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

Tang San was not a native human being on Douluo Continent, but a traveler from another world.Although his body was different, he knew that his soul and his memories came from a land called "Shenzhou".

There, he was not a once-in-a-century genius, nor a high-profile rookie investigator. He was just an abandoned disciple of a sect called "Tang Sect" on the mainland of China.

He spent decades there and was not an inner sect, but because of his love for hidden weapons, he secretly learned the inner sect's classics and finally recreated the long-lost ultimate hidden weapon of the Tang Sect.

At the last moment, facing the accusations from the elders, he chose to return everything, come naked, leave naked, voluntarily jumped out of "Ghost Viewing Sorrow", and chose to usher in his own end.

Of course, he didn't hate those elders. They raised him, and at the same time, he was the one to blame for stealing the classics.Although he left behind a sample of "Buddha's Angry Tang Lotus", in his heart, he still felt that he owed the Tang Clan a lot.

But what he didn't expect was that after jumping off Guijianchou, his soul actually came to a completely strange world.In this world, he started a new journey, but everything from his previous life still lingered in his heart. As time went by, that longing became stronger.

Therefore, he once talked with his elder brother when he was very young.In the future, I will reopen the Tang Sect on this continent as a continuation of my previous existence and as a comfort in this life.

And what is recorded on the paper he is holding in his palm at this moment are the unique Chinese characters on the Chinese continent!

Although the style has become slightly different and seems to be much more complicated, the Chinese characters are of the same origin. He may not recognize individual Chinese characters, but when connected together, he can understand the specific meaning.

This is a symbol of civilization, a choice made by history and the people, and the rich history it carries cannot be faked.

So, when he saw these words, a thought suddenly came to Tang San's mind:

"Could it be that in this life, I can still find a way to return to...the Tang Sect that I once was?!"

Once such an idea comes to mind, it can no longer be contained.Even the pages with written words can come to this world, which proves that there must be a passage that can come and go.

In addition, this page came to this world together with the Star Color, does that mean that as long as it reaches that level, one can travel between the two worlds?In other words, the disaster has already reached the land of China in advance? !

There were more and more various thoughts, and they became more and more complicated. Tang San, whose mind was in a blur, shook his head, pulled back his wandering thoughts, and focused on the book page in front of him again, slowly I read the title written by the drifting brush at the top of it.

"The Seven Chapters of Xuanjun's Secret Records...Volume [-]...Capturing Demons and Binding Guilu?"

"What is this? Why can't I remember, are there any records about Xuanjun in the land of China? Also, capture demons and restrain ghosts? Is it a Taoist sect? Wudang Mountain or Longhu Mountain?"

After calming down, Tang San's eyes slowly moved down, and then he continued to look.

"When people use their souls to capture their souls, if they have more than enough gold, they will have insufficient wood; if the saints use their souls to move their souls, if they have more than enough wood, they will not have enough gold... Only the saints can be gods without being gods, and they can manipulate all things and seize their opportunity. It can be scattered, it can be controlled, the sun responds to all things, and its heart is peaceful."

After reading the contents, Tang San seemed to have encountered some incomprehensible problem, his originally relaxed brows slightly wrinkled.

When he was in the Tang Clan in his previous life, Tang San was known to be studious.Although there are few opportunities to go out, the classics in the Tang Sect that are available for disciples to read and study at will have been read through.Therefore, he could tell at a glance that the contents of this so-called "Demon Demon and Ghost Bin" were spliced ​​together from Taoist classics.

In the words of my brother, it is the so-called suture monster.

If you understand it according to the original meaning, it will naturally make no sense, but if you read it in series with the context, it seems to have a new meaning.

After thinking about it, Tang San himself couldn't make up his mind, and planned to translate it when he went back and show it to the master.Although the master's mental state has been somewhat chaotic recently, Tang San is still far behind him in these studies and other studies.

After making up his mind, Tang San folded the pages of the book and put them in his arms - the original storage soul guide was broken in the battle, and there was no way to make a new one for the time being, so he had to make do with it.

After doing all this, Tang San calmed down his agitated mood and slowly walked towards the outside of the mountain range.

Luming Town.

Although Tang San reacted quickly when the Star Color just rose, the method of extracting life force was really hard to guard against.Even if the Star Color did not enter the final stage, that is, relying on the connection of life to drain the vitality from all living bodies in an instant, dozens of unlucky townspeople were swept away by the light belt and turned into fly ash and dissipated in the void. .

But the townspeople were not sad at that moment, and their eyes were filled with purple light at that moment when the colors from the stars rose.Looking up at the strange colors, their sanity was quickly cleared. Even the townspeople who were close to each other had their flesh and blood melting due to the light, and they merged into each other. No one noticed the death of their relatives and friends at all.

But after the color of the stars dissipated, the villagers who woke up naturally discovered all this. Grief and panic completely swept their minds. Especially when they saw those monster-like townspeople, this feeling reached its peak.

They gathered together with shouts and ran towards Wang Ming's home in a mighty manner, asking for an explanation from this man who obviously knew everything but still stopped them from leaving here.

At this moment, in his own home, Wang Ming was not as panicked as the townspeople imagined. Instead, he looked at the sky that had returned to normal and felt a sense of fear in his heart.

In the situation just now, he had been the person in charge for four or five years, and among the mental pollution monsters recorded, none could compare to that one.If Agent Tang hadn't solved all this, the consequences could be imagined.

Moreover, in the previous changes, he was also keenly aware that he seemed to have been contaminated. Thinking of Tang San's instructions again, he was afraid but also felt a little joyful about surviving the disaster.

As for the townspeople outside, well, they never knew what a thrilling night they had experienced.However, it is indeed a bit troublesome for so many people to gather.

Just when Wang Ming was thinking about how to explain, suddenly, his eyes lit up and he subconsciously said:

"Agent Tang, you are back!"