List of strange talismans

Chapter 80

Professor Han shrugged, stretched out his hand, and the red mist faded away, wrapping her in it, slightly off the ground, and galloped forward.

The two used their own means, and in the blink of an eye, they crossed a distance of [-] meters and came to the outside of the factory building.

Yan Ying raised her hand to push the door, but Professor Han stopped her and said, "Just to be on the safe side, let my child go and see it first."

While speaking, with a thought in her mind, the red mist changed from thick to thin, and a wisp of thin mist burst out through the crack of the door.

Yan Ying couldn't help but glanced at her old partner, she wasn't so cautious usually.

"Is it necessary? You and I have done the same thing countless times. According to the information given by the organization, there seems to be nothing special about the target."

"There is no problem with the information given by the organization, but besides being an ember-infected person, this person also has another hidden identity."

When Professor Han said this, he explained: "The Bureau of Investigation owes me a favor. I got high-secret information from them."

"...What identity?"

"pagan."

When Professor Han said this, he glanced at Mr. Yan: "She believes in the Shuntian religion."

"... What do you see me doing?"

Yan Ying turned her head to avoid the sight of her old friend: "I don't know this sect."

"..."

Professor Han looked helpless.

She didn't expect that at this time, Yan Ying was still hiding something from herself.

"Yan Ying, it's time for you to stop."

"The current situation is different from a month ago. The entire mysterious world is following His tracks."

"Do you think I don't know if you don't tell me? That kid must have something to do with the Shuntian Church. Otherwise, why did you let him leave Elton one month in advance?"

"It has nothing to do with me that he left Elton, and I don't know where he is now."

"Okay, I'll take what you said is true. But what about others? Will others believe it?"

Professor Han sighed.

"You figure it out yourself, this month, how many unnecessary troubles have you encountered because of him?"

"There are more people coming every time, and each time is stronger. In the beginning, it was just an inquiry, and now it is basically a fight after meeting... I can help you deal with it for the time being, but what about in the future? Not every time, we will win. "

Professor Han's eyes dropped, and he glanced at Yan Ying's hand.

"After you fell asleep yesterday, I took a peek at your hand. The high-intensity use of the permanent fetish made it too late for the wound to heal. There are cracks everywhere on it, and there is no good skin!"

Yan Ying didn't speak, but subconsciously clenched her hands.

The obscure and rough feeling made her a little dazed.

The nails touched the palm while curling up, and there was a crackling sound for a while, as if scratching a stone covered with cuts.

"Yan Ying, you are a woman. Your hands used to be beautiful. They were white and delicate, like a baby, but now?"

"Your sanity is reaching its limit, right? The speed at which you summon [The Power of the Black Blade] is twice as fast as it was a month ago, which shows that your integration with him is constantly deepening... As the [Cleaner], you Should know what that means."

"You will become a monster."

"If this continues, both you and him will become victims of this artifact battle."

"Let's draw a clear line with him. I can help you find the leader to come forward and make a statement in the name of the organization. This is the only way."

Professor Han obviously held back these words for a long time, so that after she finished speaking in one breath, she seemed a little more relaxed.

Yan Ying didn't speak.

She took a sip of herbal tea in silence, then turned her head to look in the direction of Elton behind her, with a rare look of confusion in her eyes.

The power of the individual is too small under the general trend.

Not to mention, she wasn't that powerful either.

When the entire mysterious world is coveting the same thing at the same time, any involvement with it is the original sin.

She really wants to protect the boy who cooks for herself, buys medicine, and regains her [life].

That was her anchor, her antidote to pollution and her sanity.

It was the last tenderness she picked up from the blood and killing.

But she can't.

She couldn't give him real safety, so she could only clumsily draw everyone's attention to herself, persevere hard, and create opportunities for him to escape.

Hold on for a while longer, even for one more day.

One more day, one more chance.

Yan Ying said to herself silently in her heart.

She actually had a lot of things she wanted to say to Gu Xiuya, not about emotional matters, but about expressing her pressure on a close relative.

But she didn't dare, because she knew that her mobile phone had been monitored long ago.

All her activities are under the prying eyes of various residing fetishes.

Now she is the bait for fishing.

This is the reason why she is still able to maintain free activities, and it is also the result of a compromise between all parties coveting the strength of the Shuntian Church.

She didn't know how to convey the message so as not to alarm those who were peeping in the dark.

She could only pretend to be angry, hoping that Gu Xiuya would find out about her abnormality.

hum.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

Yan Ying raised her hand subconsciously for an instant, but quickly put it down again.

The perverted behavior reveals her tangled heart.

hum, hum.

The phone vibrated again.

Mr. Yan glanced at Professor Han, and there was a hint of apology in the other's annoyed eyes.

"Feel sorry."

She still couldn't hold back, turned around in a hurry, took out her mobile phone and looked at it.

The information on the screen made her startled.

"what happened?"

Professor Han's voice sounded behind him.

Yan Ying didn't speak.

She suddenly understood why the fishy-sweet taste in the herbal tea came from.

is blood.

Gu Xiuya's blood.

She quickly pulled out the SIM card to disconnect from the network, then formatted the phone, and then smashed it to pieces with a knife.

Professor Han was taken aback by Yan Ying's actions, and was about to ask, when Yan Ying turned around and looked at him with a flat face.

"Let's go, it's been so long, it's time to do something."

at the same time.

Far away on the border of the White Star Country, in an underground research institute in Nanston City.

A staff member in red priesthood stood up from the screen.

"Bishop, Yan Ying's phone signal has disappeared."

The middle-aged man sitting in a high position behind him opened his eyes and stood with a scepter in his hand. The sun pendant made of pure gold emitted orange light.

"What did Sakura do with the phone before the signal disappeared?"

"She didn't do anything, but Gu Xiuya sent her several messages, including two pictures. After comparison, the pictures basically match the legend of the Shuntian Sect."

The middle-aged man immediately regained his spirits: "So, that boy from the Far East really has something to do with the Shuntian Sect?"

"...The picture of the holy name is now widely circulated on the deep net. It is impossible to determine whether Gu Xiuya is closely related to the Shuntian sect based on this alone. It can only be said that the probability is very high."

"Well……"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

After a while, he asked again: "What about the rest of the information?"

"The rest of the information... are nonsensical sentences."

"read."

"It's... the recipe for herbal tea: 30 grams of silver flower, 6 pounds of ginseng, some ice grass...you can choose any sugar, no meat."

"Clothes under the sofa."

"Draw it."

"Reading is my favorite anthropology teacher."

"The essence of music is spiritual power."

"If you can do it, you will fight, if you can't do it, you will surrender. You can't force everything, and life is the most important thing."

"Alive."

"stop!"

The middle-aged man stood up suddenly, a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Gu Xiuya is hinting at Yanying, and the pronunciation of Shengwei is in these few sentences!"

(End of this chapter)