The statue of Guanyin appeared in the smoke and should have been blurry, but everyone could clearly see the compassion in Guanyin's eyes.
“Guanyin, Guanyin has appeared!”
For a moment, everyone was stunned and knelt down unconsciously, clasping their hands together and bowing devoutly.
Wu Heng on the side: "..."
He said he didn't believe it, but he ended up worshipping faster than anyone else.
As Guanyin appeared, the tri-colored horse in the corner became restless and kept running around its glass display case.
Ye Lan took a look at it for a while, considered the probability of catching it, turned around and looked at Xiao Yunting in the crowd, his eyes clear and cold, and asked politely: "Can you help me?"
Almost as soon as she opened her mouth, Xiao Yunting stood up and walked towards her.
The man had a strong aura and his usual cold air made people afraid to look directly at him, but now he was a little different.
His eyes were deep, and he stared at Ye Lan with frightening concentration.
Ye Lan was stared at by such a burning gaze, and she looked back as if she felt something. For a moment, it was as if she was back to seven years ago, those nights when the Yin and Yang were separated and could not touch each other, and he was looking at her like this under the setting moon.
But then she thought of the bowl of osmanthus soup, sighed in her heart, and suppressed all her emotions, telling herself not to think about it anymore.
When people arrived, she wiped a drop of blood on the eyebrows of Wu Heng and Xiao Yunting respectively, opening their third eyes.
"Did you see that horse? I'll set up a formation later and force it back into the display case." Ye Lan gestured for them to look to the side.
Once the Heavenly Eye was opened, with just a little internal energy, Xiao Yunting and Wu Heng could clearly see the three-colored horse that was extremely difficult to catch.
The horse is tall and strong, with shiny and smooth hair, and the color is as bright and beautiful as glaze. Its hooves are stepping on the snow-white fallen flowers, and its breath is pure.
It's hard to believe that this is something that can harm people.
Ye Lan didn't want to be too rough, so he threw out three red lines and asked the other two to hold one side each, forming a triangular force, and then used the God-Binding Spell to drive it back into its body.
Ta-da, ta-da.
Phew!
The sound of horse hooves rang out, and the weapon spirit was covered and rushed around in the red line. Although it could not escape, the powerful pure aura still caused the three of them to be seriously injured.
"Hold on." Ye Lan continued to tighten the red line, narrowing the range. The power accumulated in her fingertips had reached its limit, but her face remained calm and composed. "As long as it gets in, I can seal it."
Only after this can we investigate the reasons behind everything.
Upon hearing this, Wu Heng and Xiao Yunting silently stabilized their lower bodies and held on to the red line, refusing to let go.
The people not far away who were originally confused saw the red line being knocked into a concave arc again and again, and could even vaguely see a little bit of the hoof of the three-colored horse in each collision, and they were all frightened.
"Oh my god, Boss Liu, what is this thing this time? It doesn't look simple." The wealthy businessmen huddled together and didn't dare to go over.
"I don't know either. Uncle Zheng was harmed by this thing, so I asked Master Ye to come over." Liu Zhixiong's legs were also very weak, and he explained to everyone tremblingly.
Everyone scolded him for being heartless and not telling the police earlier about the danger.
This time, Liu Zhixiong's rebuttal was very justified.
"That's a conspiracy by foreign forces. If it's not eliminated, the whole of Hong Kong will be doomed."
Everyone fell silent when they thought of the importance of these cultural relics and the possible subsequent traveling exhibitions.
Zheng Meiyi's expression was complicated when she learned the truth. She looked at Ye Lan, who was thin not far away, and couldn't help feeling regretful.
On the other side, in front of the glass display case.
The red line seemed to have sealed the spirit of the weapon in a small space.
Phew!
Phew!
The tri-colored horse kept neighing and was in a very irritable mood.
Although Ye Lan felt reluctant, he still strengthened the spell.
The red line immediately emitted bursts of golden light, almost forcing the tri-colored horse out of its original form.
"go back!"
Ye Lan shouted loudly, and the red line was whipped towards the horse's butt again.
Phew!
The tri-colored horse jumped, and its big black eyes with curly eyelashes turned back and glared at her. The next second, it leaped into the air and turned into a ball of colorful smoke that diffused in the air.
Wu Heng and Xiao Yunting felt the resistance on their fingertips loosen, and they stumbled back a step. When they looked up again, they could no longer find any trace of the thing.
"Senior Sister, the spirit of the weapon ran away?!" Wu Heng looked around in the air and asked with a frown.
Ye Lan also had a headache and nodded slightly, saying, "Someone must have given it a hint, making it unwilling to return to its original form."
If she didn't go back, she would never be able to find out the problem with the spirit of the weapon.
"Then let's find it first." Wu Heng pursed his lips. He didn't have much good feelings towards this troublesome beast, but when he looked around the huge exhibition hall, he couldn't catch any colorful mist this time.
"It's useless. I just asked Guanyin to take charge. The aura is still there, and it can't stay in the air." Ye Lan shook his head and explained the purpose of asking Guanyin.
Evil spirits have their own exorcism spells to deal with them, and some mountain goblins have pure aura before they have evil intentions to harm people, so ordinary talismans are useless. In this case, they can only be intimidated by the aura of higher-level gods.
The spirit of the weapon was afraid of the lingering scent of Guanyin and did not dare to stay outside.
"If it's not in the air, then it..." Wu Heng stopped talking halfway because he had thought of a possibility, and the only possibility.
The three people in front of the display case all turned their gaze towards the large crowd.
Looking at the crowded guests, Ye Lan sighed and said to Liu Zhixiong, "Clear a space. We need to conduct a personnel check."
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