Huangliang Inn

Led by Taibai Jinxing and adjusted in the middle, the atmosphere in the inn quickly became harmonious.

At least on the surface.

No matter what the real purpose is, the goals of each other are always the same.Putting aside the previous prejudices and discord, the immortals did not have too many disputes, and quickly made a decision to seize the time to take advantage of the internal friction of the Western Church and cut off its hand extending to the mortal world.

With the clues provided by Yan Jue Gengchen, referring to the experience accumulated by the two of them for several days, all the immortals took out their magic weapons one after another, locked in one direction, and set off to search ahead.

Yan Jue Gengchen also had no rest, sent Taibai Jinxing away, settled the spirits in the inn, and prepared to set off again.

Before leaving, Yan Jue contacted the underworld, and got approval from King Qin Guang and King Chu Jiang to temporarily keep Han Fang's soul by his side.Using her to search media can get twice the result with half the effort.

"Go to Qingshi first."

Geng Chen waved his sleeves to open a water net, and the aura turned into golden veins, intertwined in the net and spread rapidly.Yan Jue sacrificed the Kongxuan Dharma tool, selected the place where the gold threads were most concentrated, nodded to Geng Chen, and set off for the destination.

In order not to miss any clues, the two flew a certain distance, that is to say, they changed to ordinary transportation.

Yan Jue stood in front of the car door, looking at the figure reflected on the glass, his eyes seemed like a thousand years of cold pool, bottomless.

Standing beside him, Geng Chen secretly mobilized his spiritual power, turned into invisible water patterns, and swept across the compartment, searching for possible abnormal traces.

The two of them boarded this subway specially because Han Fang's soul body had a sudden abnormality, as if being pulled by an invisible force, desperately trying to break free from the copper bell possessed by him.

This performance is generally the same as in the hospital, and the traction is even stronger.

At first, the force that attracted Han Fang came from the commercial square in the city center, but soon began to move again, staying briefly in a commercial building near the square, and then turned to the busy subway station.

It was the rush hour, and the subway station was crowded with people, and all kinds of smells were intertwined, making it very turbid, and it was difficult to locate the target immediately.

Yan Jue and Geng Chen have tried separately, and they even sacrificed Kong Xuan's magic weapon, but the aura always seemed to be there, and they almost lost the clue halfway.

In the end, with the help of the media's attraction to Han Fang, she passed through the crowd and boarded a subway bound for the suburban new district.

The carriage is very crowded, people are next to each other, there is almost no place to stand, and it is very difficult to turn sideways.

At the moment when the car door closed, both Yan Jue and Geng Chen noticed something strange in an instant.

The two looked at each other, and they were [-]% sure that what they were looking for was inside the car.

In order not to overwhelm the enemy, and to further confirm the location, the two adopted the simplest and most troublesome method, forming a rope with spiritual power, and swept over one by one until they found the target.

The subway passes by on the track, and the cold wind blows in the compartment. Passengers either sit or stand, or close their eyes due to exhaustion, or stare down at their mobile phones. Few people make a sound.

During the period, when the subway stopped at the platform, an old man and a woman holding a child walked into the carriage with the crowd.

Seeing that the woman was struggling to stand and the child in her arms was almost squeezed, a young man immediately stood up and said, "Sister, sit here with me."

Before the woman could say thanks, or even wait for her to walk over, the tall and thin old man suddenly pushed her from behind.

The woman exclaimed, hugged the child tightly, and was supported by the kind-hearted people around her so that she did not fall.

The old man didn't apologize, instead he took the seat first, crossed his legs grandly, and didn't care about other people's eyes at all.

"How could you do this?" A passenger couldn't see it, and said, "This guy gave up his seat to the child's mother. Why did you sit down? What should I do if I hurt someone by pushing him earlier?"

If the old man was reasonable, he would not have acted like this.

Hearing the accusation from the passenger, instead of feeling ashamed, he cursed at the passenger, scolding the passenger for eating salty radish and not worrying about it, and for meddling in other things like a dog and a mouse.

"How can you talk like that?"

More passengers couldn't see it, and they all spoke out to accuse the old man.

Surrounded by accusations, the old man remained the same, scolding all the people who made the sound, and the words were not repeated at all, and they were not ordinary unpleasant.

Some little girls were scolded and cried by him on the spot, and others blushed from anger.

Instead of being ashamed, the old man took pride in it. He believed that he had the upper hand, and even worse, he wanted to tear the young girl nearby.

Rather than saying that he was preparing to hit someone, it was more like taking advantage of the opportunity.

The girl was so frightened that she backed away again and again, but the old man was relentless, shameless, and reached out to grab the girl's chest.

"Stop! You are disrespectful, what is it!" A slightly fat middle-aged man grabbed the old man's wrist, stopped the girl behind him, and said loudly, "At such an age, you have grandchildren, right? Girl, do you know how to write the word shame?!"

"Shame? At my age, I'm the one who was bullied by a carload of you guys! Oh, my wrist!"

When a man stopped him, the old man couldn't take advantage of it, so he immediately started messing around, raising the arm that was grabbed by the middle-aged man, yelling loudly that the bone was broken, and he wanted the man to pay for it.

If it wasn't for people in the car and there were too many passengers around, he would probably sit on the ground and couldn't get up until the other party gave him money.

This scene of farce lasted a full five or six minutes. The old man sings and composes very well, fully displaying the rascal and unreasonable.

The woman whose seat was given up earlier was full of embarrassment and was at a loss holding the child.Seeing that the old man was completely unreasonable, he bit his lip and quietly retreated behind the crowd, as if staying out of the way.It never occurred to me that these people were entangled by the old man because of their own injustice.

Yan Jue and Geng Chen stood behind the crowd and had a panoramic view of everything.

During this period, the copper bell in Yan Jue's hand trembled slightly, and Han Fang's soul hidden in it was obviously attracted, and he drove the tongue of the bell to strike the wall of the bell, and the sound merged into an undercurrent, passed through the crowded crowd, and pointed to a man in a shirt and trousers. , a young man with a computer bag on his back and high myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The young man was unaware of this. Since the farce began, he has been sitting in the corner of the carriage, turning a blind eye to the quarrel and the old man's misbehavior.

He held a black computer bag in front of his chest, and his slightly longer forehead hair fell down, covering his forehead and a pair of eyebrows, touching the edge of the myopia mirror, making it difficult to see his eyes clearly.

Leaning on the seat with a tall and thin body, the whole person looks very tired, and because of the drooping neck, it is inexplicably gloomy.

Through the half-open zipper of the computer bag, there is a faint light, and the Buddha's power overflows from it, spreads through the crowd in the car, and finally wraps around the old man who speaks bad words, one after another, getting tighter and tighter.

Ordinary people can't see it, but Yan Jue and Geng Chen can clearly capture the blackened Yintang of the old man and the luck that is constantly being sucked away from the altar.

It didn't take long for the old man's Yintang to become pitch black, his voice which was full of spirit became hoarse and weak, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have deepened a lot.

The old man's luck was taken away, but the Buddha's power did not disappear. Instead, it was divided into dozens of paths, winding towards the passengers in the carriage.

Yan Jue made a decisive decision and opened the barrier around his body. At the same time, he kneaded his hands into a dharma seal, condensed his spiritual power into a short blade, and cut off the Buddha's power on the spot.

Geng Chen disappeared, quietly came to the corner of the carriage, and stood still in front of the man.

The man noticed something was wrong, and the moment he raised his head, the computer bag in his hand was held down.

Geng Chen suppressed the Buddha's power with his domineering dragon energy, and at the same time opened the seal with his spiritual power, nodded to Yan Jue who was not far away, grabbed the immobile man with one hand, and disappeared into the carriage in an instant.