Yan Jiu could read ten lines at a glance.

I quickly read the message Ma Weiwei sent.

Yan Jiu put her phone away, gave some instructions to the others, and then said to the mountain god, "Let's talk as we walk."

The mountain god nodded.

Yan Jiu had just stepped out of the attic.

The crowd followed, their expressions solemn as if Yan Jiu were about to be sent to the execution ground.

Yan Jiu explained helplessly, "I'll really be fine."

She didn't understand. Had she appeared too weak? Why did everyone think she would be the one to get into trouble?

It took Yan Jiu a lot of persuasion to convince everyone to believe her.

When leaving the attic courtyard.

A pebble-shaped amber stone rolled to Yan Jiu's feet, as if telling Yan Jiu to take it with her.

The mountain god pondered, "It's good to take it with me."

Yan Jiu picked up the witch stone.

I just put it in my pocket.

Jiang Azi and She Shan each wrapped a wisp of Yin energy and a wisp of demonic energy around Yan Jiu's wrist, using them as wrist guards.

She Liang handed over the scales that could be transformed into a shield, while Meng Niang placed a green bamboo in front of Yan Jiu.

Even Huang Xiaoqiang stuffed the stink bombs made by the children into Yan Jiu's arms.

Yan Jiu's entire body was laid bare: "..."

Grandpa Chu looked worried: "Go ahead, we'll wait for you to come back here."

Even though Yan Jiu is very strong.

Even though they knew Yan Jiu was very strong.

But the burden of responsibility has not lessened at all.

If anyone present wasn't worried, it would only be Chu Lixiong, Chu Sangu, Chu Sisi, and Liu Sheng.

Yan Jiu opened her mouth.

He still didn't say much.

Through Lang Zongyi's private messages, Yan Jiu already knew what the black leather document Lang Zongyi had given her was.

From the very beginning, Lang Zongyi never thought about how long he would live, so he had long prepared for his funeral and made full plans for the Special Bureau.

Through a private message sent to her by Ma Weiwei, she learned that Lang Zongyi had entered Zhifan Forest first and trapped Ma Weiwei and the others in the formation.

He declared that everyone should stay put while he went to scout ahead, and that no one should make any rash moves unless he came out.

These messages all indicate that time is of the essence.

Yan Jiu knew she couldn't delay any longer, so she arrived at Zhifanlin with the worries of her employees and family.

Zhifan Forest is located in an uninhabited area, with towering mountains, shrouded in mist, and teeming with poisonous insects.

It gives people a gloomy feeling.

It's as if once you step inside...

Death awaited them.

now.

Ma Weiwei and the others were trapped in a formation. She fiddled with her phone, hoping to send out the message she had prepared.

"Isn't this Team Leader Ma?"

You hear his voice before you see him.

Chen Cheng and Hou Ming, who had previously gone to the Special Bureau to search for the Witch Stone, appeared outside the Zhifan Forest on behalf of the Xuanmen.

Ma Weiwei looked at the newcomer with a sullen face.

Hou Ming feigned surprise, showing no remorse for being late: "Your chief is in jail? How could he be so impatient? For a bureau chief to take such a risk before everyone has reached a consensus is not a wise move..."

Before he could finish speaking...

The members of the Special Bureau were indignant.

"What nonsense are you spouting? The Director was trying to prevent us from taking risks and avoid further casualties. How did you come up with it as the Director losing his temper?!"

"It's because of people like you that the operation has repeatedly failed to proceed. How dare you criticize our Director?"

"Have you no shame! It's true what they say, the Xuanmen are all hypocrites!"

Chen Cheng feigned regret: "Hou Ming, how can you talk like that? Apologize now. We should admire Director Lang's righteousness; we may never see him again."

Ma Weiwei gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at Chen Cheng, quite certain that he had ulterior motives.

Chen Cheng smiled and said, "It's such a dilemma. Our Xuanmen is full of talented people. With Director Lang gone, we don't know who to recommend for the position of Director of the Special Bureau..."

Sudden.

A burst of laughter interrupted Chen Cheng's words.

Chen Cheng frowned at the noise of the laughter.

Ma Weiwei smiled.

Everyone followed Ma Weiwei's gaze and looked at the newcomer.

Yan Jiu stepped out of the mist: "The people of Xuanmen are so capable, why are you still here being a Monday morning quarterback? If you had come to the assembly point earlier, you might have been able to enter the Zhifan Forest with Director Lang, and you wouldn't have had to worry about what would happen after you died."

She was still wearing a long black gown, with a traditional Chinese jacket over it, but today she had tied it at the waist with a black rope, and fastened it with a green bamboo stick that could be used as a dog-beating stick.

Yan Jiu's gaze swept over everyone one by one.

He glanced almost imperceptibly in Chen Cheng's direction, his tone carrying a hint of danger.

Chen Cheng was startled.

He looked back at Yan Jiu, trying to glimpse her fate and appearance, but was so shocked that he staggered back half a step.

Hou Ming, supporting Chen Cheng, looked at Yan Jiu: "Who are you? How dare you cause such a backlash against the chief disciple of my Xuanmen! Do you even know what you've done?!"

Yan Jiu didn't even roll her eyes at Hou Ming.

Ma Weiwei was overjoyed: "Senior Yan?"

Only half an hour has passed since she hung up the phone and was trapped in place by Lang Zongyi, and Yan Jiu has already arrived.

This shows how incredibly fast Yan Jiu was.

Yan Jiu ignored Hou Ming and asked Ma Weiwei, "How much do you know about Qingmian?"

Ma Weiwei stood in the formation and explained, "Actually, we don't know much about him either. We only know that he is not a henchman of the Rose Cross, but a blue-robed spirit who has lived for at least four hundred years."

Above the red-clad spirit is the blue-clad one.

But Qingyi was merely a ghost general, and could never become someone that everyone feared.

Yan Jiu thought this way and asked this question.

Before Ma Weiwei could explain.

Hou Ming scoffed, "If you know nothing, what are you doing here?"

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