"There is indeed something weird about this house!"
Zhou Dongming suddenly became nervous, took out his pistol and turned on the safety, alerting the surroundings.
There was dead silence in the room, filled with a strange atmosphere.
Suddenly, a woman's ethereal and resentful voice came from outside the door: "Don't touch my things!"
Then a red shadow floated past the door...
Perhaps it was because Zhou Dongming had been working in the 36th Department for a long time and had seen a lot of strange things. Faced with such an unbelievable and strange scene, he still kept a calm face. His first reaction was to rush out after the red ghost with guns in both hands.
However, there was silence in the corridor, and the ghost disappeared without a trace.
Just when Zhou Dongming was about to search every room, the broken piano downstairs suddenly made a sound...
"Twinkle twinkle little stars, how I wonder where you are……"
The intermittent sound of the piano and the immature singing of children float in the air, as if they can be printed directly into the brain without passing through the ears...
Zhou Dongming rushed towards the stairs without saying a word, and stopped suddenly when he was halfway down.
He saw a seven or eight-year-old girl sitting crookedly in front of the crooked piano!
The little girl was wearing a white dress, her hair was messy, and her complexion was pale. The sitting posture that completely went against common sense of physics made the scene in front of him unspeakably weird!
The singing stopped suddenly, and the little girl mechanically turned her head to look at Zhou Dongming. There were no eyeballs in the eye sockets, but two large black holes...
"Do you want to sing?"
The little girl had a weird voice, opened her mouth, and black blood slowly flowed down the corners of her mouth...
"Captain Zhou, are you okay?" Master Bai's voice came from behind.
Zhou Dongming suddenly turned around, only to see a faceless female ghost in red floating behind Mr. Bai!
"Be careful!" Zhou Dongming shouted, raising his gun to shoot.
"Captain Zhou! What are you doing?!"
Master Bai was shocked. He rushed forward, grabbed Zhou Dongming's wrist, and bumped him sideways.
"boom--!"
The shot missed, and the bullet flew past the female ghost's arm and embedded itself in the floor.
Zhou Dongming was surprised when he saw Master Bai taking action to protect the female ghost.
However, at this time the "female ghost" actually spoke: "He is under an illusion."
It's Yuan Feng's voice...
Mr. Bai nodded, took out a small gourd from his arms, opened the stopper, and shook it in front of Zhou Dongming's nose.
A wisp of fresh fragrance floated in, and Zhou Dongming suddenly felt refreshed and his heart and lungs were at ease.
The ghost child playing the piano disappeared, and the female ghost in red also turned into Yuan Feng.
Zhou Dongming suddenly broke into a cold sweat when he saw Yuan Feng covering his arm, with blood faintly visible between his fingers.
"I...did I just hit you?"
"It's okay. Fortunately, Mr. Bai took action in time. It's just a scratch."
"Am I falling under an illusion? Why am I the only one falling under it?"
Zhou Dongming looked at the two of them with confusion.
Yuan Feng smiled and said disdainfully: "My divine consciousness is as vast as the universe, how can it be possible for me to fall into an illusion?"
But Mr. Bai had a complicated expression and hesitated to speak.
There was something obviously wrong with this reaction. It seemed like he must know something.
Sure enough, Master Bai looked guilty and said: "This technique... belongs to my clan, so it is ineffective for me..."
"You mean...this case is related to the Chumaxian family?"
Zhou Dongming was shocked and couldn't believe it.
Mr. Bai nodded silently: "Mixiang alone cannot be so powerful. There must be a magic circle nearby. If I find the center of the formation, I will know which traitorous scum is behind it!"
"The formation is in the attic." Yuan Feng pointed upward.
"Great Immortal, do you know the location of the formation eye?!" Master Bai looked shocked.
Yuan Feng said indifferently: "There is an extremely weak source of energy in the attic. It should be the formation eye that maintains the illusory formation, but the person who set up the formation has already left. Let's go up and have a look."
Zhou Dongming first took out the bullets from the floor and put them in his pocket, then took the lead and climbed up to the attic.
The attic was much cleaner than the outside, with beds, tables, and chairs all available, and a whiteboard standing in the corner, but the writing on the whiteboard had been wiped clean, and it was impossible to see what had been written before.
Obviously, someone had lived here, and it was most likely a secret base.
Zhou Dongming carefully inspected all the remaining items and found no valuable clues.
Just when he was frowning, Yuan Feng walked to the wall and reached out to pull down a partition. There was a hidden compartment hidden here!
In the secret compartment is a metal fragment with a yellow talisman pressed underneath.
The metal piece was about the size of a bank card, and the material was exactly the same as the magic bullet. Judging from the jagged cuts, there should be another half.
Yuan Feng picked up the metal fragment, looked at it, and asked curiously: "Yuan Qi is emitted by this thing. What kind of metal is this?"
"Yuan Qi? Are you referring to that special kind of radiation? I'll tell you about this later."
After Zhou Dongming finished speaking, he put on his gloves and picked up the yellow talisman and handed it to Master Bai.
Master Bai looked at the spell on the talisman and his expression became even more serious.
"This is the handwriting of Huang Sanchi, the only remaining successor of our Huang family... I didn't expect that after he left the hall, he would use the family's secret technique to harm others. What a misfortune for our family!"
Zhou Dongming never expected that after repeated investigations, the case would be found at his doorstep...
He couldn't bear that Mr. Bai was provoked any more, so he said, "Let's go back first and sort out the clues."
Mr. Bai let out a long sigh and nodded: "Well, come with me to the entrance of the hall. I should be able to find Huang Sanchi."
Zhou Dongming and the others left the villa and headed to the entrance of Chuma Xiantang.
Less than half an hour after they left, two commercial vehicles appeared in front of the villa.
Manager Zhang came out of the car with a dozen people, several of whom were wearing Taoist robes.
Some of those people were holding compasses and some were holding mahogany swords. They struggled at the door and then entered the villa one after another.
Zhou Dongming didn't know that he was being followed, so he drove Yuan Feng and Bai Ye to Chuma Xiantangkou, an old house in the city center.
The so-called "tangkou" is the place where folk disciples worship the great immortal.
Since it is a place of worship, there should be an endless stream of men and women of faith. However, this old house is sparsely populated, and there is no smell of incense at all...
Master Bai pushed open the courtyard door and greeted loudly: "Hurry and prepare tea to welcome the distinguished guests!"
There were several young people sitting in the yard who were washing rice and picking vegetables. When they saw Master Bai coming back, they hurriedly put down their work and came over to greet him.
Liu Tong walked out of the room and said in surprise: "Great Immortal?! You... why are you here? Please sit down in the room, and I will make tea for you right now."
Yuan Feng smiled and nodded his thanks and followed her into the hall.
There is a statue of a god enshrined in front of the hall, which is none other than the shaman leader Shentongtian. Under the statue are the tablets of the ancestors of the Liu family and the Bai family.
Yuan Feng frowned slightly and stared at the statue for a long time.
He didn't recognize the leader of Tongtian Cult, and was trying to remember which god he was.
However, he thought about the gods in his memory, but he didn't have any impression...
What he cares about is that if Mr. Bai asks about his master god later, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he doesn't know all the questions...
However, Master Bai was completely wrong. He sighed and said with shame, "It makes the great immortal laugh. Since there are only two of the five great immortal families left, the lineage of Chuma Immortal has been in decline."
"Oh? Only two of the five are left? What happened?"
Yuan Feng was quite curious about Chu Maxian's past.
Master Bai respected him as the "Great Immortal", so he naturally knew everything he wanted to say. He hurriedly invited everyone to take a seat, poured tea in person, and then spoke eloquently.
The lineage of Chumaxian is derived from shamanism, and its founder was a powerful awakener who came to Chi You's era.
After this awakened man established shamanism, he taught the world the method of channeling spirits, covering everything from birds and raptors to insects and beasts. It can be said that he can penetrate the world and be omnipotent.
Later, the founder of the sect, Awakening, unfortunately died in the Battle of Banquan. The once-famous shamanism began to decline, and then moved south to become barbarians and north to become barbarians. As the years passed, many psychic techniques were gradually lost. In the end, only five common small animals were passed down: fox, weasel, snake, hedgehog and mouse, which are often referred to as "Huhuangliubaihui".
The remaining descendants of the Five Lines supported each other and struggled to survive in natural disasters and wars.
At the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were successive years of severe drought in the north, and there was no harvest. The refugees who could not bear the pain of famine had no choice but to dig rat holes and catch rats to satisfy their hunger.
The result can be imagined, the plague broke out and tens of thousands of people died from the plague.
In order to cover up their inability to deal with the disaster, the officials of the Ming Dynasty fabricated lies and put the blame for the plague on the heirs of the Hui family...
The people who didn't know the truth were bewitched by the officials and spread all their long-suppressed anger and resentment on the Hui family.
The entrance to the Hui family hall was burned down and the entire family was brutally destroyed...
The three families of Huang, Liu and Bai were afraid of the official power and chose to live in peace for fear of harming their own families. Only the Hu family had an ancestor who was awake at that time, who could see clearly the harshness of the world, and stepped forward resolutely to help.
However, how could the Hu family's meager strength alone be able to fight against the entire Ming Dynasty? In the end, he failed to save the Hui family, and almost got his Awakening Ancestor involved.
After this incident, the Hui family ceased to exist, and the Hu family retreated into the mountains in despair. Only three of the five famous immortal families were left, and they gradually declined...
When Mr. Bai said this, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"Hey... I didn't know that only these three families were still quiet! Just 10 years ago, the new head of the Huang family, Huang Sanchi, suddenly announced that he would revive shamanism. His words and deeds were too extreme. The elders of the other two families were afraid that he would cause trouble, so they persuaded him to He thought twice. But Huang Sanchi insisted on going his own way, and in the end he abandoned the clan..."
Master Bai sighed heavily again, his mood becoming more and more indignant.
"But none of us expected that Huang Sanchi actually joined the Zoroastrian Society cult after he ran away! The clan regarded him as a shame and expelled him. After that, Huang Sanchi was forbidden to be mentioned again..."
Zhou Dongming couldn't help frowning when he heard the words "Zoroshenhui".
About 20 years ago, the Thirty-six Divisions used all their strength to wipe out the Zoroastrian Society.
At that time, Zhou Dongming was still a newcomer, and the brutality of that battle is still unforgettable...
Since then, the "Zorro God Society" has become synonymous with madness, cruelty, and desperadoes in his memory.
The Zoroastrian God Society had disappeared for so many years, and now it suddenly reappeared, which made Zhou Dongming deeply uneasy.
