dragon hunter

Chapter 284 The truth is hard to find
After the smoke from the incense stick was cut off, the casting of the spell was forced to stop, and Lang Xingsong's body trembled violently.

I was nervous and clenched my fists tightly, not thinking that at the last moment, I would fall short. At this moment, I only hope that Lang Xingsong is okay.

Because the spellcasting was about to be completed, I almost didn't suffer backlash, but it was hard to say about Lang Xingsong's side.

Lang Xingsong opened his eyes, his face was a little pale, but his eyes were still clear.

"Brother Lang, are you okay?" I asked nervously.

"My head hurts. It's a pity. I seem to recall a key message just now." Lang Xingsong rubbed the center of his brows with his hands.

"It's good that you're fine!" After I finished speaking, I turned around abruptly and stared at the woman across from me.

I thought there would be a fierce battle, but the woman on the opposite side gradually faded away after she stopped screaming, and finally disappeared.

"The technique of transforming reality from reality!" I looked solemn. In the Broken Physiognomy, it was mentioned that this kind of secret technique can only be used by evil spirits who have reached a certain level of strength.

It turned out that it wasn't the other person who made us nervous for a long time. From the beginning to the end, the woman didn't come over.

"It seems that uncle must have found out some secrets, otherwise we would not be attacked by that woman." Lang Ying analyzed from the side.

"Brother Lang, have you thought of any clues now?" I turned around and stared at Lang Xingsong and asked.

Lang Xingsong frowned, walked to the side and sat down on the sofa, bowed his head and thought for a while, then sighed dejectedly.

"I recovered some irrelevant memories, but when I remembered the key information, I was interrupted by that woman." Lang Xingsong said with a dejected expression.

I sighed in my heart, the spell casting failed this time, and the memory lost by Lang Xingsong will never be recovered.

As for what the other party wants to hide, we may not be able to find out in a short time.

"It's fine as long as people have nothing to do. If it's a big deal, start from the beginning." I said comfortingly.

"It's not that easy. This time, we have already been exposed. If we want to find out any secrets, it will be even more difficult." Lang Xingsong smiled wryly.

"Uncle, it's not safe here anymore, let's go to the hotel first." Lang Ying suggested from the side.

Perhaps it was a series of setbacks that hit Lang Xingsong's arrogance. The old guy who was always tough, actually nodded and agreed with his niece.

The two suites we drove last time hadn't returned yet. Lang Ying drove us straight to the five-star hotel.

Inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of the black mark on my wrist, and a haze flashed in my eyes. As long as the mark is still there, no matter where we hide, we will be found by that woman.

However, staying in a hotel also has an advantage, because most of the people who can afford to live in a five-star hotel are lucky and have a strong aura. If so many people gather together, they should not underestimate the suppression of evil spirits.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, we got out of the car and walked towards the elevator.

A hotel attendant, pushing a dining trolley, followed us into the elevator.

I gave way to the side, didn't care, and lowered my head to think about my thoughts.

The elevator doors closed slowly and began to rise, everything seemed normal.

"Be careful!" Lang Ying suddenly screamed, reaching out and pushing me.

I staggered and pushed away a step, raised my head in confusion, not knowing what happened.

"Ding!" There was a crisp sound beside me, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a sharp dagger piercing the metal wall of the elevator.

My pupils contracted and I stared at the waiter holding the dagger. I didn't know that I had been assassinated.

"Sister, what cats and dogs are bullying us." Fatty Wang cursed, picked up the lid of the pot on the dining car, and patted it on the waiter.

I also reacted very quickly, I took out the Gouyu sword on my waist, and stabbed at the waiter.

Lang Ying flew up and kicked the waiter's lower abdomen, sealing off the opponent's dodging space.

Lang Xingsong was a little weak, but it was just a piece of old ginger. He pushed the dining cart and bumped into the waiter.

The front, back, left, and right spaces are all sealed by us, and the waiter holding the dagger cannot be avoided.

The Gouyu sword stabbed the opponent, and I immediately realized that something was wrong. The front was empty, and it didn't feel like stabbing something at all.

A puff of black smoke rose up, choking us to cough sharply. After the black smoke dissipated, the waiter disappeared, and a piece of rotten wood lay beside the dining car.

"Ninjutsu!" I clenched my fists and said two words from between my teeth.

Just when the elevator arrived at the floor, the elevator door opened with a "ding", I walked out quickly, turned my head and looked, the corridor was empty, and I didn't see a single person.

"His sister, you are too bullying." Fatty Wang came out muttering, with an angry expression on his face.

I gritted my teeth and remained silent, my face extremely gloomy.

Originally, I had been frustrated continuously, and I was already a little bit withdrawn, but the opponent pressed me every step of the way, which aroused the anger in my heart.

No matter what the two forces are planning, I have decided not to let the other side succeed.

"Yingzi, mobilize the staff of the company and family to attack that auction house in an all-round way." Lang Xingsong said in a deep voice.

Lang Ying took the mobile phone, walked aside, and made calls one after another.

I opened the door, walked in, stood by the window, lit a cigarette, and stared downstairs.

Lang Xingsong came over, patted his head, and said: "The two forces must be fighting for something, but I can't remember what it is."

"That thing should be related to that old road." I analyzed.

"You said, what they are fighting for is the keel mentioned by Lang Ying?" Fatty Wang leaned over and said.

My eyelids twitched, and I frowned slightly, analyzing this possibility.

But I have never seen that mysterious keel from the beginning to the end, and I don't know whether it is true or not.

"Hey, I have a vague impression after you say that." Lang Xingsong said beside him.

I flicked the cigarette in my hand, turned my face quickly, and asked Lang Xingsong what he remembered.

Lang Xingsong pondered for a while, seeming to organize his words, and after half a minute, he said: "The memory is very vague, it seems to be a bone, but I can't remember the specific style or where I saw it. "

"What are you talking about?" Lang Ying walked in after finishing the call.

I told Lang Ying about everyone's guess just now, and asked her what she thought.

"Uncle, sort out the places you have been to before you lost your memory, maybe you can find some clues." Lang Ying thought for a while, then raised her head and said.

Lang Xingsong lit a cigarette and looked out the window in thought. After a while, he suddenly turned his face and said, "I seem to have been to the city library, but I can't remember why I went."

I was at a loss, and I didn't know how to get into the library again, but this can be regarded as a clue when I don't have a clue.

"The imprint on your hand is like a fully automatic positioning radar. Is there a way to block it?" Fatty Wang said, staring at my wrist.

"I'll give it a try!" I thought for a while, and quickly formed a seal with both hands, intending to bless myself with the Wuding Wujia seal.

Several people around me held their breaths one by one, staring at my movements.

Speaking of which, after being imprinted by that weird woman, every move on my side was completely exposed to the other party's gaze, which was really too passive.

After blessing himself with the Wuding Wujia seal, the black mark on his wrist dimmed a bit, but it did not disappear.

Fatty Wang asked Lang Ying to find a red rope, put it in his hand, and silently recited a spell, a faint golden light flashed away.

"Tie this red string around your wrist for a try." Fatty Wang handed me the blessed red string.

I took the red rope and felt that there was a peaceful force hidden inside it. After I tied the red rope around my wrist, the weird black mark became a bit dim again. If I didn't check it carefully, I could hardly see it.

"It should be almost there. If so, I can still be sensed by the other party, and I admit it." I moved my arm and said.

Just as we were talking, the doorbell rang outside. Stimulated by a series of unexpected events, our nerves were a little tense.

I took out the Gouyu sword and walked towards the door. Through the peephole, I saw a hotel attendant standing outside.

Not long ago, I was almost stabbed by a counterfeit waiter, and now I am a little sensitive to the waiter in this hotel.

I leaned against the wall and gestured to Fatty Wang, motioning for him to come and open the door, while I focused on my guard.

Fatty Wang came over carelessly, looked at the cat's eye, reached out to open the door, and asked the waiter what's the matter.

"That's right. Just now, the elevator was monitoring and saw some abnormalities. Let's check it out." The waiter Xiaoyi said.

"There's nothing to verify. The fat man is about to complain about your hotel. This is unreliable security." Fatty Wang said with a slap in the face.

The waiter was probably a novice, and was stabbed by Fatty Wang, his face was reddish, he hesitated, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Lang Xingsong came over, looked at the embarrassed waiter, and said that he knew the owner here, and asked the hotel owner to contact him directly if he needed anything.

After dismissing the waiter, Lang Xingsong called the hotel owner, said a few words, and then no one came to bother us.

Forced by external pressure, we were a little tired and didn't care about rest. After discussing it, we decided to go to the library to see if we could find the lost clues again.

Fatty Wang didn't know what kind of stimulation he had received. He was uncharacteristically, and it was rare that he didn't complain about suffering or tiredness.

With the development of the network, the city library is basically idle, and no one usually comes here.

The building outside is still in the old style many years ago, the walls are a little peeled off, and it has not been refurbished.

After I walked in, the inside was very deserted, the seats were all empty, and there was no one there.

A librarian wearing reading glasses, sitting on a chair beside him, reading a newspaper, with gray hair and a hunched back.

When the librarian saw us walking in, he looked up, and when he saw Lang Xingsong, he was taken aback.

"I've told you everything you want to inquire about, so why are you here?" the librarian stared at Lang Xingsong and said.

"What did I inquire about?" Lang Xingsong was taken aback, and asked subconsciously.

When the librarian heard Lang Xingsong's words, his eyes changed suddenly. He looked at us as if he was looking at a group of psychopaths.

(End of this chapter)