Having just finished dealing with a client, Zhang Shimian, who was on his way to the Feng family manor in a taxi, suddenly sensed a strong ghostly aura.
He rolled down the car window and looked in the direction he sensed the ghostly aura, his eyes widening slightly when he saw the place enveloped in the ghostly aura like chocolate: "Holy crap! That place, isn't that the Feng family manor?!"
What happened? Did some evil spirit attack her during the perfect family reunion banquet?
That shouldn't be the case. She's only been in the capital for a short time and isn't well-known yet. Those evil sects shouldn't be targeting her. What's going on?
"Driver! Can you go faster?" Zhang Shimin asked anxiously, urging the driver on.
"Young man, this is a car, not a plane. It can't go much faster!" the driver said speechlessly.
"Okay, here's the money for the ticket. I'll get there myself. Sorry for troubling you!"
As Zhang Shimian spoke, he took out a hundred-yuan bill and placed it on the back seat. He then stuck a speed-boosting talisman on himself, opened the car door amidst the driver's astonished gaze, and sped away.
driver:"????"
On the other side.
Inside the 908 Special Intelligence Department in Beijing, the team members who were handling the latest paranormal cases all paused in unison.
The old man, dressed in a black Tang suit and sitting on the sofa pretending to be asleep, slowly opened his eyes and turned to look out the window: "Such a strong ghostly aura."
"These evil sects are really arrogant. I wonder which family was unlucky enough to mess with them. Master, let me go take a look." A girl wearing a light blue tracksuit and with her hair in a high ponytail frowned and turned to the old man, saying.
"Go," the old man said, his expression slightly grim. "Try not to disturb ordinary people."
"yes!"
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Feng Family Manor.
With the help of Zhuangzhuang, Xiaocao, Zhou Jingchuan, Yue Yaxin, and Xiao Hong who was devouring evil spirits, the terrifying and desperate scene that Jiang Tianzong had imagined, resembling a living hell, did not appear.
Jiang Tianzong turned around angrily and saw Nan Yuanman running towards him at high speed like a nimble little rabbit.
Jiang Tianzong: "!!"
Grass!
Is this the speed at which a five-year-old girl runs?
He gritted his teeth, turned around, and threw the Pikachu head in his hand forcefully towards the direction of Nan Yuanman.
Nan Yuanman leaped up and landed directly on Pikachu's head, his body soaring through the air before his chubby little feet kicked Pikachu hard in the back.
Jiang Tianzong felt a heavy force coming from behind, and his whole body flew out like a ball, crashing heavily to the ground.
With a soft "crack," Jiang Tianzong heard a slight sound coming from his leg, and the intense pain made him scream in agony: "Aaaaaahh ...
Jiang Tianzong looked at his calf in horror: "My leg! My leg is broken! My leg is broken!"
Nan Yuanman landed lightly only half a meter away from him, and walked towards him with small steps. Without hesitation, she placed the copper coin sword in her hand against his neck: "Where is the person who gave you the puppet? Tell me."
Jiang Tianzong's gaze fell on the copper coin sword in her hand, then looked at the small coffin chasing the evil spirits on the field. Finally, he belatedly realized what was happening. He gritted his teeth and looked at her incredulously: "You...you also know magic?!"
No wonder, no wonder his attempt to harm her by having Jiang Lixuan fail. It turns out... Nan Yuanman is a celestial master! She also knows magic!
"Stop changing the subject and stop wasting time. Tell me, where is that bastard!" Nan Yuanman never had much patience for the Jiang family, and pressed the copper coin sword even closer to his neck.
The sharp blade sliced through Jiang Tianzong's neck. Feeling the stinging pain, Jiang Tianzong instinctively raised his head.
He stared at Nan Yuanman, his expression shifting constantly. His originally cold and hard voice softened slightly: "I...I don't know, Yuanman, please call an ambulance for Grandpa, considering his age. Grandpa's leg hurts..."
Jiang Tianzong knew better than anyone how terrifying it was to offend a Xuanmen sorcerer. He and Nan Yuanman were now locked in a life-or-death struggle, and Master Li was his only way out.
Therefore, he absolutely cannot expose Master Li!
Jiang Tianzong gritted his teeth inwardly, looking at Nan Yuanman, and a hint of regret finally rose in his heart.
If he had known earlier that Nan Yuanman was also a Xuanmen sorcerer... if he had known earlier that Nan Yuanman also knew magic, then he wouldn't have done it in the first place...
It's too late for regrets now; he has no choice but to go down this path to the bitter end.
Jiang Tianzong's mind raced, but he didn't show it on his face. He just looked at Nan Yuanman with pleading eyes and whispered his pleas to her.
With his current white hair and aged appearance, he really does look quite pitiful at first glance.
If Nan Yuanman were an ordinary child, he would have already been deceived and swayed by him.
But she didn't. She knew how much malice Jiang Tianzong, who now looked innocent and pitiful, harbored towards her.
So she shook her head: "No."
"I'll call an ambulance for you whenever you tell me where that bastard is hiding."
Jiang Tianzong's expression changed, and he subconsciously wanted to curse, but the copper coin sword pressed against his neck moved forward a few more times, silencing the curse he was about to utter.
Jiang Tianzong's face turned pale, and just as he was about to speak, an angry shout rang out: "Damn heretics! Stop right there!"
Nan Yuanman subconsciously looked in the direction from which the angry shout came, only to see a golden peach wood sword.
The peach wood sword was aimed straight at her vital point.
The incident happened too suddenly, and Nan Yuanman, who had never been wary of people who meant her no harm, was unable to dodge in time.
She only heard a hurried "Perfect!"
Immediately afterwards, Nan Yuanman's vision went black as Feng Congqian held him tightly in his arms, his back facing the peach wood sword.
The girl who broke into the Feng family manor did not expect anyone to suddenly appear. The peach wood sword she thrust out quickly deviated from its position, but still managed to stab Feng Congqian's arm.
The suit jacket on his arm was torn open, and blood gushed out instantly.
Nan Yuanman cried out in alarm, "Dad, you're hurt!"
Feng Congqian's body trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up. He shook his head slightly: "It's good that you're alright. This little injury is nothing."
He pushed Nan Yuanman behind him, then turned to look at the girl holding the peach wood sword, his expression slightly grim.
Before Feng Congqian could speak, Jiang Tianzong, who was sitting on the ground unable to move due to a leg injury, cried out first: "Master! Help, Master!"
Jiang Tianzong pointed at Nan Yuanman with a terrified expression, crawling towards the girl: "She's a heretic who practices evil magic! All the evil spirits here were released by her! I tried to run out to ask for help, but she wouldn't let me, she wanted to kill me to silence me!"
"Master! Quick! You must capture her! Don't let this evil spirit escape!!"
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