Do not disturb the evil spirits [Unlimited]

Although Ye Mingkong's talent is "Storm", it actually only symbolizes the highest threshold of his ability.

He can summon storms, but he can also manipulate tiny wind beams.

The wind is changeable and difficult to control.In order to be able to develop multiple uses of wind, Ye Mingkong also worked hard.

His wind energy transforms into a butterfly.The lightweight butterfly can simultaneously detect and locate.

Ye Mingkong raised his eyebrows slightly, watching the man in black jump out of his sight while still extending his perception to the butterfly.

He was curious about where the man in black could escape.

At the same time, the school of fish swimming in the sky saw that the situation was not good, and swam their tails towards the sky outside.

Shu Yan, who had recovered, stood up from the dust all over the floor, licked the molars, and used the ability of speech language again.

【Come back to me. 】

The school of fish instantly froze in place.After trembling for a moment, they were forced to turn around on the spot.

"Stop... stop! What are you doing, why don't you obey my order—"

In the distance, a huge bone fish slowly swam out from behind the canopy.A dim blue light streamed from its dorsal fin, and its rows of ribs were pale and cold.This kind of fish should obviously bring people the creepy fear, but because of the short man on its back who keeps whispering, it adds a sense of humor.

Shu Yan looked at it again, and felt that the big bony fish was swimming slowly and had no eyes. Its pelvic fins fluttered slightly with its swimming posture, and it even looked a little silly.

The bone fish swam up to Shu Yan without any resistance.

But the short man sitting on the fish's back was so exhausted physically and mentally that he even gave up struggling.

"These bony fish... I collected them one by one and pieced them together with my own hands." The short man pulled his hair and said in a broken voice, "Originally, they only obey my orders, and they will never betray me But now, just because of your words, everything is ruined...!"

Shu Yan rolled his eyes, changed his posture and hugged the stagnant spiritual box in his arms, and said, "Shut up." Then, he glanced at the corner of the wall and shouted, "Vice Captain Song, enough is enough to watch the excitement. Can you come out and escort the prisoners?"

Song Zan came out from the corner with a gun, and said with some embarrassment: "I didn't mean to watch the excitement, there is no room for me."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, took out a pair of handcuffs from his waist, and handcuffed the dejected short man.

"By the way, I saw that you were seriously injured before. Why did you suddenly recover just now?" Song Zan asked curiously. By the way, he looked Shu Yan up and down to make sure that Shu Yan was not a flashback, so he continued to ask , "Do you have any special recovery medicine?"

Shu Yan took a breath: "No."

As he said that, he shrank his wrist back without any trace.

Before, he asked the God of Yuanyue for help, and Yuanyue very readily lent him a talent called "Time Regression".

As the name suggests, it is to restore the object to its previous state.

After Shu Yan obtained this talent, he only spent a little bit of spiritual energy to heal his wounds in sevens and eighties, and his state was no different from before he was attacked by the Church of True Spirits.In fact, the injuries he received in Chongning hadn't healed completely, and he had been in a state of injuries all the time, but a mild injury was much better than being overdrawn later... He lasted a little longer with this little strength.

Although, even if he doesn't support it, with Ye Mingkong around, it is estimated that there will be no major troubles.

But Shu Yan's spiritual power of speech is still there, so the people from the Church of True Spirits will not be able to get close to him, and the stagnant spirit box will be safer.

Shu Yan secretly glanced at Ye Mingkong, wondering if Ye Mingkong had noticed that he had activated the talent of "Time Regression" just now.If so, he would have to find another excuse to get away with it.

After all... I really can't let my colleagues in the Prevention and Control Bureau know about being a follower of an evil god.

Just when Shu Yan was secretly worried, Song Zan suddenly patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be so obsessive, what special medicine is there, tell me and share it with everyone, I just want to understand, and I don't know how to treat it." Steal your-"

Shu Yan couldn't bear to slap his hand down, and gave him a hard look.

Shut up!do not talk!You insist on attracting Ye Mingkong's attention to this topic, don't you!

Maybe it was because Shu Yan's eyes were so angry that Song Zan was taken aback when he saw it, and lowered his tone: "Okay, okay, I won't ask any more. I'm sorry, I just came here out of curiosity."

Shu Yan rolled her eyes: "Hurry up and take him away!"

Song Zan nodded, sighed, and greeted a few executive officers who were still able to move, and together they escorted the short man in black to the confinement room of the Prevention and Control Bureau.

Shu Yan put aside the situation on Song Zan's side, held the stagnant spirit box, and approached Ye Mingkong nervously, trying to talk to Ye Mingkong.

Ye Mingkong stood where he was, but his eyes drifted to the vast sky outside the window, his brows were slightly frowned.

Just as Shu Yan opened his mouth, before he could make a sound, he was interrupted by Ye Mingkong waving his hand.

"Wait a minute, I'm searching for a signal." Ye Mingkong said without moving, "The Church of True Spirit's space jump is quite powerful, and this jump may have gone to a place thousands of miles away. The wind can send me a signal, but It takes a lot of time on the way, not so flexible..."

To put it bluntly, the distance is too far and there is a delay.

Shu Yan: "..."

Shu Yan was silent on the spot for about five seconds, and then heard Ye Mingkong sigh softly.

"I can't expect my butterfly to send us real-time information, but the most basic positioning is still possible." Ye Mingkong said with regret, "They seem to be in Linjiang."

Shu Yan: "Shall we rush there right away?"

Ye Mingkong thought for a while: "I will go there, but I have to wait until the Prevention and Control Bureau deploys other people to protect this place. After all, the most important task now is to guard the stagnant spirit box." Ye Mingkong took out his mobile phone to I checked, "I remember that Zhaolin seems to have applied for a vacation and went back to Linjiang City to recuperate? I will inform him and let him come back quickly."

"According to the captain's vacation place...it seems to be in Linjiang City." Shu Yan said, "That's his hometown."

Ye Mingkong: "..."

Ye Mingkong: "Come on, then let him stop tossing around and let him and I track down the people from the Church of True Spirit."

Saying that, Ye Mingkong planned to make an internal call to Zhaolin.But after calling for a long time, no one answered.

"We can't get in touch with him." Shu Yan said, "Since Captain Zhao is on leave, we can't get in touch with him."

"Then look for him when I get there." Ye Mingkong nodded slightly, "As long as he is still in that city, I can find his trace."

Shu Yan's throat slipped: "Are you planning to fly there by yourself?"

"No. It's too far away from Linjiang, and it takes a lot of effort to fly." Ye Mingkong said frankly, "Please help me call a helicopter, or help me buy a ticket, I'll take the nearest flight ,Thanks."

Shu Yan was dumbfounded, then nodded.

"...Are you expecting me to fly to Linjiang like Iron Man?" Ye Mingkong asked helplessly, "Although I don't reject flying, I don't like flying around in the sky all the time. .It's so cold, my facial muscles will be numb. I don't want to have facial paralysis."

Shuyan: "."

Well, superheroes really aren't that easy to do.

……

At the same time, Linjiang City.

Si Qingxuan and the others walked around the building again, and without a doubt, they still encountered a ghost hitting the wall.

In the end, even Lin Chu, who was most easily nervous, became a little numb.

"How many more laps do we have to make?" Lin Chu said.

Si Qingxuan glanced at the blue-white wall, and was about to say something when he saw the space in front of them distort——

Ling, Ling, Ling.

There seemed to be the sound of a bell shaking vaguely through a layer of air.

Si Qingxuan immediately reacted, picked up an umbrella he found from the mall, activated his talent, and decisively slashed at the place where the bell rang.

A gap suddenly appeared in the distorted space.

With a "plop", a man wearing a black robe and a golden moth necklace on his chest fell out of it.

Si Qingxuan, who just did it subconsciously: "..."

The man in black robe who fell to the ground: "..."

The black-robed man was silent for a moment, looked at Si Qingxuan who could split the unstable space with an umbrella, turned his head and ran away without hesitation.

"Stop him!"

Simultaneously with Si Qingxuan's voice was the sound of air bursting.

The blazing flame turned into a long dragon and rushed towards the man in black robe, but in an instant, the flames burned in front of him, and scattered sparks almost fell into his eyes.

"Don't move. Otherwise, you will be at your own risk." Zhaolin warned with a cold voice while controlling the fire.

The man in black froze immediately.

He reacted belatedly——

Hellfire!

This is the presence!The S-level awakener of the Lingyang branch!

Obviously he just got rid of an S-class, why did he bump into another S-class!

Suddenly, the tip of a long umbrella reached his waist.

The man in black subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he was so tightly entangled in the flames that he didn't even dare to tremble.

The umbrella tip poked at his waist a few times, and then picked out a red string from under the black robe with incomparable precision.A golden bell was wrapped around the end of the string.

Strangely, although the bell was stirred, it did not make any sound.

Si Qingxuan picked up the bell, put it in his palm, and looked at it carefully.

【Hmm, this is a replica of Vitian's bell. 】The system said in such a tone as expected, 【Vitian, the God of Chaos, He has the ability to distort space. 】

"Sounds very powerful." Si Qingxuan said, "but I never heard you mention him."

【Oh, because He is a god whose honor has been abolished. 】The system said indifferently,【After so many eras have evolved, there are always some gods who are destined to be annihilated.Vitian is one of them.He is not an ordinary god, he likes to stay in a place without order, enjoy darkness and extreme chaos-this is related to his innate chaotic attributes.In short, wherever he went, neither the gods nor other species could live in peace, so he was exiled to the Wandering Sea by the gods together—yes, it is the place you have been to before. 】

[Wandering Sea is the place where the two worlds meet, the abyss within the abyss.But what Vitien likes is chaos, the chaos of all things, and the premise is that there must be creation.But there is nothing in the wandering sea, only endless nothingness.For Vitian, Wandering Sea not only means a quiet prison, but also means endless pain.So Vitien dismantled himself.His eyes and tongue turned into three golden bells, which inherited Vitian's "last wish": It is said that when the three bells are shaken at the same time, the world will usher in a unique catastrophe... The distorted space will Destroy half the world. 】

Si Qingxuan: "..."

Si Qingxuan: "So, this means that the Church of the True Spirit may have a real bell in its hand?"

【Yes, it is. 】The system sighed, 【Your luck is really great!As long as we loot the Church of True Spirit, maybe we can get that bell! 】

[The Church of True Spirit probably doesn't know the true origin of this bell, but only discovered that it has a unique effect in distorting space.There is one thing to say, I am really speechless about the Church of True Spirits if I can do so badly with Vitian's bell. 】

Si Qingxuan: "..."

Si Qingxuan sighed. He didn't even want to put in the effort to interrogate the man in black. Instead, he said bluntly to Lin Chu, "Can your hypnosis still work?"

Lin Chu hesitated for a moment: "Can... right? But I haven't tried it for a long time."

Si Qingxuan pointed to the black-robed man: "Go and try it out, be sure to pry his head open and let him tell everything he knows - where did the bell on his hand come from? Do you know the real thing?" Where?"

"The real thing? Is this bell a fake?" Lin Chu asked in surprise, "No, shouldn't we interrogate them about this building?"

"...Then ask them all. But you have to ask my question first."

"Row."

Although he didn't understand it very well, Lin Chu still planned to do as he said because of his trust in Si Qingxuan.

"Zhao Lin, please turn off the fire." Lin Chu said and took two steps forward, "I have to ask this person a few questions."

Zhaolin glanced at Si Qingxuan, nodded, and cooperatively suppressed the fire.

The man in black was standing peacefully in the circle of fire, but after the light of the fire dimmed, he turned around in an instant, and did not intend to run away, but threw himself at Lin Chu who was walking towards him.

Among the three, only Lin Chu has not made a move so far—and he has almost no aura fluctuations in his body. It is estimated that he is not even an awakener, and even if he is, he will not be a high-level awakener.

So the man in black decided to take him into surgery.

Lin Chu: "...?"

Lin Chu raised his eyebrows lightly, and those twinkling peach blossom eyes were instantly as deep as a bottomless pool.

The man in black rushed towards Lin Chu quickly—then his legs gave way halfway, and he knelt on the ground like a power-off doll, his knees making dull sounds.

Lin Chu was taken aback by him, but seeing that the hypnosis was successful, he immediately adjusted his state.

He cleared his throat and asked, "Tell me first, who are you?"

The man in black was silent for a moment, then raised his head, his eyes out of focus: "I'm... doing it."

Lin Chu: "Where are you from?"

The man in black: "Jiaoshan City, Church of the True Spirit."

The name of the church that popped up out of nowhere made Lin Chu a little dazed.But he still hasn't forgotten Si Qingxuan's explanation, so he continued to ask:

"What happened to the bells on your hand? If these bells are fakes, where are the real ones?"

"The bell is... a prop given to us by the elders, which allows us to travel to different places. The real thing... was given to Dui by the elders. He is an awakener of the space system, responsible for space distortion and... teleportation, us."

The man in black was speaking, his voice getting weaker and weaker.

Lin Chu frowned, stretched out his hand, and found that this guy's face was covered with blood.

"He is bleeding from the nose." Lin Chu said helplessly, "I used instant hypnosis just now, and the effect was not very good. His willpower seems to be very tenacious, and he may have received relevant training... In short, he resisting my ability."

Si Qingxuan: "Just as long as you can guarantee that he is telling the truth."

Lin Chu: "It's not a big problem... It's just that if he continues to resist like this, he will easily be backlashed by my hypnosis, and his brain may go wrong."

Si Qingxuan sneered: "It's only good if something goes wrong. When he goes to prison, maybe he can get some benefits for him."

Lin Chu: "..."

Even so, Lin Chu still sighed, and decided to end the hypnosis process early, so as not to really fool people: "Do you know how to undo the space distortion?"

"Use the bell." The blood of the man in black dripped on the ground, but the speed of his answer became more and more fluent. "The golden bells can communicate with each other, and the ringing will send us to each other."

"Okay." Lin Chu heaved a sigh of relief, "Go ahead."

The man in black fell to the ground in a coordinated manner.Those out-of-focus eyes stared at Lin Chu obediently.

Lin Chu: "...Sorry, it was my negligence. Ahem, the hypnosis is over."

The pupils of the man in black trembled.

Immediately, he hugged his head in some pain, the nosebleed on his face continued.

At this moment, something crawled out of his shoulder—it was a bright blue butterfly, petite and weak, it seemed a little dizzy, lying there powerlessly flapping its wings.

Where did this butterfly come from?

A hint of doubt appeared on Lin Chu's face.

Then, as if the butterfly had sensed something, it spread its wings and flew tenaciously, staggering, sinking and floating, like a boat bumping on the sea, it slowly rushed towards Lin Chu's back.

Lin Chu turned his head.

The butterfly flew over Si Qingxuan and Zhaolin's heads for a few seconds, and finally landed on Si Qingxuan's hair lightly and deftly, and then lay there lazily without moving its tentacles. up.

Si Qingxuan: "?"