The Taoist priests all looked confused and fell into deep thought like Master Jingkong.

Such a huge and terrifying Nian beast was actually distracted by the mere square dance music and was defeated by the two star gods. Now it is unconscious like a dead pig, and no one knows what is going on.

What is equally speechless is that the Dragon God is actually like this behind the scenes.

They couldn't help but wonder what kind of magic power the Izumo Temple had that would allow these gods to be so humble and work diligently for it.

Just as everyone was filled with mixed feelings, Master Jingkong did not want to face this horrible scene, and roared at the little white dragon: "How could the Nian beast possibly do anything for you? This is simply a fantasy!"

The little white dragon swung his tail and said with interest: "You are not him, how do you know he is unwilling to work? I see he is so strong, very good, let him be my mount in the future, you can pull people and goods. In any case, it is much better than working for you."

When the people from the Special Management Bureau heard what Xiao Bailong said, they all looked at the unconscious Nian beast. His huge body was like a lying mountain.

Such a huge beast... its carrying capacity exceeds the standard.

Master Jingkong gnashed his teeth when he heard this. This Nian beast was undisciplined by nature and would not obey his discipline. He needed a spell to subdue it, and it might even betray him.

He thought of the scene in which all his hard work was destroyed, and a deep gash was pierced in his heart, bleeding profusely. He became ruthless and chanted a spell.

The Nian Beast, which was originally lying motionless on the ground, suddenly began to tremble all over, and complex blood patterns appeared under its feet, exactly the same as those just shown on the altar.

The figure of the Nian beast gradually became transparent, as if it was about to be sent back.

Everyone: “!!!”

In a flash, the little white dragon rushed to Master Jingkong at lightning speed and whipped him in the face with its tail. The movement was light but powerful.

Master Jingkong fell to the ground with a thud, falling into a semi-comatose state, his cheeks swollen, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.

Xiao Bailong let out a long sigh: "You still want to get rid of the subordinates I like? I think you are very brave."

Everyone: “…”

For some reason, they felt a little sorry for Master Jingkong who was lying on the ground.

This is not attracting a human killer, but attracting a coveted commodity.

.........

While everyone was cleaning up the mess, Master Jingkong, who was in good physical condition, woke up. He was handcuffed on his hands and shackled on his feet, and was tied up tightly.

He allowed others to push him down, remained silent, and looked like he had accepted the reality.

An Rugu looked at it for a long time, frowned slightly, and nodded to Zhang Tianshi and others: "It is the silent curse of Youdu, the same root and the same source."

As soon as she finished speaking, many people present were at a loss. The plan to encircle and suppress Youdu was in full swing, and Master Jingkong had also contributed a lot, which was considered a very powerful help.

I thought it was surprising enough that Master Jingkong was secretly a cultist, but it turned out that he was actually a villain...

They all cast complicated looks at Master Jingkong. What other surprises did this bald master have that they didn't know about?

Mr. Sun, the deputy director of the Special Management Bureau, handed over the files and fell into deep thought: "There were several operations where we arrived at the destination, only to find that the members there had been moved away. I felt something was wrong at the time, and a group of people were replaced. It turned out that you were the one who reported it."

The Special Management Bureau was openly encircling Youdu and secretly eradicating traitors, but Master Jingkong hid too well, and although he was on the list, he did not reveal his identity.

Master Jingkong showed no sadness or joy on his face: "So what? You guys have found those useless people after all."

Mr. Sun's worry disappeared and he smiled. Nowadays, the surveillance network is extensive. Once you reveal your identity, you will be tracked. How can you escape?

At this time, An Rugu suddenly said: "Do you want him to tell you about Youdu?"

Everyone: “???”

Mr. Sun was extremely surprised and came up with a guess, with a surge of joy in his heart: "You have broken the Silence Spell?"

In order to prevent secrets from being leaked, organizations in the human world often use threats and bribes to keep their members quiet. The powerful Youdu is even more powerful and ruthless. If anyone talks about secrets, they will explode and die.

This also led to the Special Management Bureau arresting so many members but failing to successfully pry open their mouths.

"Yeah." An Rugu nodded and said very conservatively: "I just discovered it recently, and I haven't had time to tell you. But there is a lack of experimental subjects, so I don't know if it will succeed."

She made great progress by studying the materials seized in Youdu together with Mr. Wang, who was proficient in curses. However, she was successful in theory but lacked practice.

Mr. Sun said excitedly: "Then let's try it!"

After a series of operations, An Rugu looked at Master Jingkong again, and the curse on him had dissipated.

Master Jingkong opened his mouth, his facial expression was out of control and his face was full of shock.

When An Rugu finished the last step, he clearly felt the restraint on his body gradually become lighter, and the silencing spell might have really been lifted!

He suddenly lowered his head, his eyes filled with confusion.

No one knew Su Qiao's extraordinary talent better than him, and now there was someone who could break his curse...

After a long while, he raised his head, pretending to be calm, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Donor, what difference does it make whether this curse is lifted or not? I still won't tell you."

An Rugu put the cinnabar and yellow paper back into the package and said calmly, "Go to the interrogation room of the Special Management Bureau and say these words."

Master Jingkong's face darkened in an instant, and he raised his mouth with a sinister smile, and suddenly said, "Amitabha, it's useless for you to catch me, don't be too proud, that Nian Beast is the king of Nian Beasts."

"The Nian monster is afraid of the color red, fire and loud noises. Nowadays, fireworks are not allowed, and firewood energy is gradually being converted into electricity. I am looking forward to watching your good show."

Everyone: “???”

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The King of Nian Beasts???

His words left everyone confused and panicked.

An Rugu searched for books in the memory palace in his mind, and soon found the record of the King of Nian Beasts. He frowned and murmured, "With the popularization of the customs of setting off fireworks and pasting couplets, the Nian Beast was forced into the vast ocean and deep mountains and forests.

The Nian Beast King is the leader of all Nian Beasts, and the Nian Beasts will gather towards the King because of the guidance of their bloodline."

Everyone: “!!!”

Mr. Sun said absentmindedly, "So this Nian Beast is just an appetizer, and there will be countless more minions to come?"

"If there is sufficient police force, it will be fine. If not..."

The Nian beast coming down the mountain is more terrifying than a tiger coming down the mountain. It is extremely scary wherever it runs.

The calm look on Mr. Sun's face disappeared. He gritted his teeth and shouted to Master Jingkong, "Don't you know that spell? Take it back quickly. There must be someone in this world that you care about. If the Nian beast causes chaos in the world, the people you care about will not have an easy life either."

However, Master Jingkong smiled and said, "Since I used blood to draw the magic circle and summoned him to the human world, it's too late. They have already found the king's breath."

Taoist priests and people from the Special Management Bureau: "!!!"

Everyone couldn't help but pace back and forth, not knowing what to do for a moment, racking their brains to think of a solution.

"How can our police force take care of people all over the country? Why not let residents all over the country post couplets and set off fireworks?"

"The ban on fireworks has been deeply rooted in people's minds. If it is lifted for the first time, I guess no one will set it off, for fear of being caught by the police. And if you set these things on those deep mountains and old forests, isn't that setting the mountains on fire?"

Just when everyone was extremely anxious, An Rugu silently pointed to the black speakers next to him and said, "Why don't we use these music? They are pollution-free, harmless, and very environmentally friendly."

Upon hearing this, Little White Dragon nodded immediately and said seriously, "This sound is louder than fireworks and firecrackers. It will definitely scare the hell out of those little Nian beasts."

Master Jingkong: “???”

Everyone: “???”

Many people nodded silently after coming to their senses.

Playing square dance music will not emit harmful gases, and there is no risk of fire.

Moreover, there are not enough police force, but aren’t there many old men and women dancing in the square?

The Taoist priest and the people from the Special Management Bureau all looked at Master Jingkong, who had a confused face, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

He could fall in the same place twice, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

They even felt a little pity for him and sighed softly.

Why would a mage raise a notorious coward like Nian when there are so many other beasts to raise? After years of transformation, he is still doing something for others.

The water here is too deep and he can't control himself!

..............

The unconscious Nian King was transferred by the Special Management Bureau.

Seeing that they were going to take the Nian beast away, the little white dragon was a little unhappy, and his head drooped: "Where are you taking him? Can't you just send him to the Izumo Temple? He still has to go to work."

Mr. Sun had no choice but to say, "Master Bailong, let's first evaluate his strength, mental health and other indicators. As for whether he will work or not, how about we wait until he wakes up?"

"Okay then." The little white dragon watched the Nian beast being dragged away with a straight look in his eyes.

Residents nearby heard the loud noise and came to the abandoned temple, craning their necks to watch the excitement. Many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures and post them on WeChat Moments.

"The building shook so hard just now that my family and I didn't even have time to eat. We immediately ran down from upstairs."

"It's not an earthquake. I don't know what's going on in this temple. It's shaking the ground and it's really scary. And there's music too. It's so loud."

When they got closer to the temple, they saw that almost half of it had collapsed, with dust everywhere, and it seemed that there were many Taoist priests and policemen busy inside.

Everyone asked curiously, "Did explosives explode inside this temple?"

The Special Management Bureau personnel were silent for a moment, and then explained: "It's not explosives, we are just arresting a cult."

Residents: “???”

Why is the campaign to arrest evil cults so massive?

Just as they were puzzled, a group of old men and women heard the noise and rushed in, complaining to the police who were maintaining order at the door: "Police comrade, the speakers disappeared when we were dancing just now. We followed the sound and found this place, but without the speakers we can't dance."

"Yes, although we left the money, that speaker has the loudest volume and is a limited edition that cannot be bought on the market. We rely on it to dance."

Police from the Special Management Bureau: “…”

When they saw the victim coming to their door, they could only explain: "This speaker has made a great contribution in our process of arresting cult members. After inspection, it will be returned to you, please rest assured."

Other residents: “???”

Why can square dance speakers catch cult members?

They racked their brains but couldn't figure out what had happened.

The aunties didn't care about these little things. The anxiety on their faces completely disappeared and they were extremely happy instead.

Their audio equipment actually contributed to the organization!

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