At the end of the memory, it turned into Zhang Yue, who walked towards him with a fierce grip on the knife. Then numerous cracks appeared, and in each fragment was a man with red eyes. The image shattered like a broken mirror. Wei Yuan raised his hand, thinking of Zhang Yue's appearance in his thirties.
But Zhang Yue should only be twenty-eight or twenty-nine now.
It was the evil magic that even cultivators shied away from.
Ordinary Taoists dared not touch it, let alone an ordinary person.
No one dared to take the risk.
But a father could.
Wei Yuan lowered his head, looking at Zhang Xiaoyu who was looking at him, speechless. When he withdrew his hand, Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve, looked up at him, and said hesitantly, "Uncle, are you going to beat Daddy?"
"Daddy didn't mean it. Uncle, please don't hit him."
Wei Yuan didn't know what to say.
The little girl looked at him with expectation in her eyes.
Then, as if she knew something, her hand slowly slipped from his sleeve. Wei Yuan took a deep breath, squatted down, and looked directly into Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes, saying, "Xiaoyu, wait here. Uncle will go find your dad, okay?"
"Really?"
"Yeah, I will definitely find your dad."
Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, then lowered her head and took a small pendant from her neck. It was a cartoon character on the outside, which could be opened. Inside was a photo of the family of three. She put it in Wei Yuan's palm and said, "Uncle, you must find my dad."
"You can tell him that Xiaoyu is not angry with him, and he will come back."
Wei Yuan put the pendant in his pocket, smiled and nodded, then turned and left.
He dialed Zhou Yi's number.
He asked concisely, "What would the action team do if someone was forced to become a monster?"
Zhou Yi asked, "Would that monster pose a threat to innocent people?"
"Sharp teeth, sparse eyebrows, red eyes, and blue face. Most likely a cannibalistic appearance."
There was only silence on Zhou Yi's end.
Although he had guessed what was happening, Wei Yuan still had no words.
The evil Taoist harmed others, Zhang Yue unknowingly turned into a monster for the sake of his daughter, and Zhang Xiaoyu still hoped that her father would come back. The special action team had to eliminate monsters for the majority of ordinary people, but what was his stance? If he was killed as a monster, would they still eliminate him?
After a long time, Zhou Yi said, "I got it."
He asked Zhou Yi to send the approximate coordinates obtained from the surveillance to his phone. Wei Yuan cursed under his breath, punched the wall heavily with his right fist, closed his eyes, and rested his hand on the hilt of his sword. The broad and thick hilt calmed him down.
A member of the special action team parked the car in front of Wei Yuan.
Then he handed him a box of talismans and said, "Captain Zhou said to give this to you, the head of the hall. If the time of the foreign evil entering the body is not too long, the disaster-removing and evil-driving talisman may be able to expel the evil energy. As long as it can be expelled, there is still a chance."
Wei Yuan took the talisman and got into the car directly.
The young member of the special action team was reckless when driving, almost stepping on the gas pedal to the bottom, shuttling quickly through this city according to the surveillance coordinates. Until the last part of the journey, he had to stop.
They lost him.
Zhang Yue avoided the surveillance in this area.
In order to collect the things needed to extend Zhang Xiaoyu's life, Zhang Yue had been a taxi driver for a long time and was familiar with the routes in Quan City. Even in that kind of crazy state, his instincts would make him choose the route that was advantageous to him.
………………It was originally a sunny day, but suddenly there were several dull thunder sounds in the sky.
The thunder sounded like drums.
Then it seemed to be windy, and the wind brought a gust of black clouds, but that gust of black wind did not last too long and dissipated, only the sound of thunder became more majestic, spreading far and wide, like the war drums after victory.
After getting off the car, Wei Yuan raised his hand and picked up the Thousand-Mile Tracking Talisman.
After consuming three talismans in a row, he finally found a strange aura.
He raised his hand and looked towards the workshop of an abandoned factory.
He raised his hand and pressed the sword, kicked the Disaster-Dispelling and Evil-Driving Talisman into his arms, and when he ran, he had already mobilized a little bit of the Yao power of the Jin Yu bird, wrapped in a clear breeze, not as fast as the Earth-Shrinking Talisman before, but much faster than an ordinary person, and also light and silent.
Wei Yuan easily flipped to the second floor and stood on the window sill next to the glass.
Hoping to make it in time.
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The skinny old man coughed.
He coughed up black blood, and upon closer inspection, there were some bugs in the blood, but all of those bugs were already dead, all charred black. The old man's face was fierce, just now he was caught off guard by the Heavenly Master's Mansion and was hit by several moves of the orthodox Taoism.
People like Wei Yuan who knew a little bit of small magic could rely on firearms and martial arts to fight head-on.
But when it comes to Taoism, they can only be considered juniors.
Real advanced magic requires the use of a ceremonial altar, chanting spells, and is extremely cumbersome, with extremely high requirements for Taoism. But once it is displayed, it can summon wind and rain, turn beans into soldiers, and even thunder and lightning, acting on behalf of the heavens.
His hiding technique had been cultivated to the point where he could hide his three souls and seven spirits, making it difficult for ordinary people to see him, but he was still shaken by the thunder, and was now in trouble.
He could only practice a Five-Road Chaotic Protection technique first.
The old man stood up and laid out an Eight Trigrams on the ground, then picked up five bowls of water one by one, chanting words in his mouth, all of which turned into talismans, and the white water turned into blood water. Then he put one in each of the four directions of southeast, northwest, and one in the middle. He shook his hand and inserted a line of incense into the water, which ignited itself without wind.
Invoke chaos, collect chaos, and sacrifice blood artifacts.
A ritual altar rose on the Eight Trigrams platform, and he took out a golden bell with a yellow talisman pasted on it.
He raised his hand and began the Five Chaotic Spells of Meishan.
Wei Yuan saw Zhang Yue fall to the ground, unconscious, and saw the old man chanting spells and shaking the golden bell. With the sound of the bell, Zhang Yue's body kept trembling. He knew something was wrong, but he was too far away. He used his Yao power to slash out a sword energy, but the burden was too heavy, so he simply pulled out his firearm and used his magic to strengthen his arm muscles, ready to take action. At that moment, he suddenly heard a crisp sound.
His face changed, and he saw a copper coin spinning in the distance.
The old man's movements clearly accelerated, and Wei Yuan cursed inwardly. He raised his gun and fired, and the sound of the gun echoed in the empty workshop like thunder. While taking out the Disaster-Dispelling and Evil-Driving Talisman, he used a gust of wind to cut his finger and infuse the talisman with spiritual power.
Then he stuck it directly on Zhang Yue's back.
Zhang Yue, who was trembling violently, calmed down.
Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
The last bullet was avoided by some strange and eerie Taoist method, but the old monster was also panting and embarrassed. After all, he was cultivating Taoism and seeking magic, and he was not good at fighting alone without preparation.
A murderous intent appeared in Wei Yuan's eyes, ready to draw his sword and slay this scourge.The ringing of the bell sounded again, and the previously calm Zhang Yue suddenly turned over and pounced at Wei Yuan. With quick reflexes, Wei Yuan twisted his body, and the sword in his hand horizontally blocked Zhang Yue's body. He saw that Zhang Yue's face was already covered in white fur, and large areas of blue scales grew on both of his arms. White fur grew in the gaps between the scales.
Both pupils in his eyes had completely turned red.
His teeth were sharp, and a low growl came from his throat.
Wei Yuan could only watch as the disaster-averting and demon-expelling talisman attached to his body quickly burned out.
From the beginning, it was already too late.
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