Chapter 116 Lobbying Becomes Recruitment
Under his grandfather's embrace, Mu Jiu's body gradually regained some warmth.
The woman who was originally hovering above Mu Jiu's body and using her long snake tongue to absorb Mu Jiu's essence was suddenly bounced away by a burst of red light.
The next second, the red light transformed into a red flying fork, stabbing straight into the woman's heart, and impaling her right on the gate of Baiyun Temple.
"How is this possible! My body is already trapped, how can I activate my superpowers!" the woman murmured in disbelief.
"The Flower Emperor's ability to spy on people's hearts and bewitch them with his pollen has always been effective. No human can escape the torment of dreams. How is this possible?"
While the woman was speaking, the red light had already wrapped around her neck and tightened instantly.
"Because I want to survive in this chaotic world."
Mu Jiu opened his eyes and looked at the woman indifferently.
"This isn't a superpower. I've never had any superpowers. This is the blessing my grandfather left me, just like what you're experiencing now."
The woman still wanted to struggle, but Mu Jiu reached out and, imitating the woman's previous actions, grabbed her neck hard.
The woman's expression was filled with shock, because the red light that had been tied to her neck had transformed into a snake's tongue, piercing into her brain...
He pulled out the strange red bead from her head!
This strange world suddenly stopped, including the rose petals floating in the air.
As the red mysterious bead disappeared into Mu Jiu's palm.
The strange flower king disappeared, the rose petals disappeared, the ashes in the sky disappeared, and even the mass graves outside the gate disappeared.
Everything here turned into strands of red energy molecules, and together with the essence that was originally sucked away by the Flower Emperor, they were all collected into Mu Jiu's hands.
When the supernatural energy filled the space and was transmitted to Mu Jiu's whole body, she felt as if she had lived again.
But this time, the energy was thicker and more powerful than the last time he absorbed the strange mask.
The illusion disappeared, and what came into Mu Jiu's sight were corpses everywhere and Baiyun Temple infested with maggots.
Thinking of what Hua Huang said, Mu Jiu eagerly used his strange eyes to find the whereabouts of the nine young men under his command.
The new energy injection increased the range of her talisman paper several times.
She can clearly detect everything within a 50-kilometer radius.
It only took 0.1 seconds for Mu Jiu to lock onto his target among the group of zombies outside the door.
The people were still alive, half of their lives had already entered the underworld, but the mutton-fat jade left by Mu Jiu bought them time to survive.
Mu Jiu hurried over and gave each of the unconscious psychics a large bowl of spiritual spring water to prolong their lives.
She took out a rest tent from the space, placed it in an open space a little further away, and let them go in to rest.
She herself activated the Earth Spirit Talisman Paper and buried all the corpses here underground.
One can imagine what kind of war this place had experienced before. In such a large-scale Taoist temple, not a single person was left alive.
Mu Jiu found a lot of supplies among the vast ruins of buildings, which were left by the Taoist priests of Baiyun Temple.
She put all the supplies into the space.
In this way, before half of the planned time for going out had passed, two-thirds of the lobbying trip had been completed.
Who could have known that this good lobbying alliance would end up being recruited into the army.
Finally, the only place left was Zhulin Temple.
Mu Jiu let everyone rest at Baiyun Temple for two days to replenish their energy before setting off again.
Zhulin Temple is located on the outskirts of the city, in the mountains far away from Hui City. To be honest, it is definitely a good place for meditation and practice.
It took their group three full days to reach the foot of the mountain where the Bamboo Forest Temple was located.
It was visible to the naked eye that the mountains and forests were filled with thick and strange fog. This was a poisonous fog, similar to the fog in the city center. It was a third-level weird fog.
There are many strange eyes hidden in the fog, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
But of course, Mu Jiu doesn't need to take action personally against these minions.
She asked the wind and wood-type ability users in the team to lead the way, and the other ability users were on battle readiness, and the group slowly walked up the mountain.
After killing nearly fifty level three monsters, they finally arrived at the gate of Zhulin Temple at noon.
As the leader of the team, Chen Ang went forward and knocked on the door. When the door opened, he saw dozens of strong men guarding the gate standing on the steps on both sides of the mountain gate.
Either a Taoist priest or an ordinary person.
Mu Jiu felt secretly happy. It seemed that Qi Nian and his men had successfully occupied the base!
Before anyone from Mu Jiu's side could speak, the burly man leading the mountain gate spoke first:
"The guest rooms at Zhulin Temple are full. If you, a group of you, must stay here, you must pay 100 kilograms of food per person before you can enter!"
As the man spoke, he glanced at the backpacks that Mu Jiu and his group were carrying. It was obvious just by looking at them that they didn't have so much food!
The burly man waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I'm telling you, if you don't have food, get out now. Our Zhulin Temple is not an official refuge, and we don't engage in those charity activities! Go, go, go!"
As he said that, he asked someone to close the door.
Chen Ang, who was standing at the front, waved his hand, and just like Mu Jiu did back then, the entire door of Zhulinguan Mountain Gate collapsed with a bang, pressing towards the dozens of strong men inside the door.
Seven or eight people were directly crushed under the door, screaming in pain.
There were also some clever ones who ran up desperately, shouting and cursing that they wanted to go back and call people to wait.
But before he could run far, he was swept back to his original place by a hurricane from a wind-type mutant who was clearing the way.
Bang, bang, bang—a few loud sounds, as the bullets fell on the door panel, almost crushing the companions who were already lying underneath and crying out in pain into meat patties. For a while, shouts and curses rang out one after another.
Mu Jiu walked up with a smile and patted Chen Ang on the shoulder.
"Alright, alright, this is someone else's territory, be polite to the owner!"
Then she stepped on the door with a heavy kick, which made the seven or eight strong men under the door faint from the pain...
Then Mu Jiu used his fair right hand to pull up a burly man who was sitting on the door panel, covering his buttocks, and asked:
"Is there a person named Qi Nian in your temple?"
When the strong man heard Qi Nian's name, even his pig-killing screams stopped, and then he immediately shook his head, "No, there is no such person!"
Mu Jiu stared into his eyes. This lie was not a good one.
"What about Huang Size, Aiwen, and Ding Dang?"
"These three... don't have any either!"
"You know the names of the refugees without even thinking. You're amazing!"
"No, that's it. If you don't believe me, ask other people!"
Mu Jiu glanced down at the strong man's arm.
"Oh, a defensive power, no wonder you're not afraid! You think no one can hurt you, right?
Chen Ang, remove his arm."
The next second, the strong man's cry of pain resounded throughout the forest...
"Sister, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything I know!"
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