“You know how to hum, trying to mislead the public again.” Liu Zhiyi said sternly:

“Everyone, this is all the work of Yuanshi Tianzun. Let's work together to control him, and all problems will naturally be solved. I even suspect that he has joined an evil organization.

“My grandfather once said that Yuanshi Tianzun has a very rebellious mentality. After passing through the Cliff Mountain Sea, he even used props to gamble with the headquarters, giving the headquarters a show of strength.

“Perhaps Yan'er heard his secret collusion with an evil organization, planning to harm us, and was silenced by him."

Unknowingly, Liu Zhiyi's expression changed from righteous indignation to狰狞憎恶, as if Yuanshi Tianzun was his father's killer!

His emotions began to turn from jealousy to hatred, and an invisible force was slowly and silently guiding everyone's emotions.

Listening to Liu Zhiyi's words, the crowd, already in a state of panic, immediately burst into an uproar. Yuanshi Tianzun, if all of this is your doing, please stop. Don't really go crazy. What good will it do you to collude with an evil organization? Don't ruin your future.

All of a sudden, the crowd was filled with excitement. Only a small number of high-level saints were not much affected, but they also frowned.

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Yin Ji and Ling Jun exchanged glances. The latter's body suddenly swelled, black and yellow long hair sprouted from his pores, his nose widened, silver whiskers grew on his cheeks, and the hair on his forehead revealed the character 王 (wáng, king).

In an instant, Ling Jun transformed into a bipedal giant tiger. It turned to face the crowd and roared with its head held high. Awoo~

The rich and sonorous tiger's roar echoed in the narrow room, deafening.

An unspeakable fear arose in the hearts of the official Xingzhe (Spirit Attendants), and the emotion of fear overwhelmed everything, but their minds became clear.

After a long roar, the hair on Ling Jun's body quickly retracted, and he transformed back into human form, saying loudly: "Pay attention to your emotions, you are being influenced."

He first looked at Liu Zhiyi and questioned in a deep voice: "What kind of hatred do you have with Yuanshi Tianzun that you are targeting him like this?" Liu Zhiyi showed a complex expression, with confusion, doubt, and also residual hatred and jealousy.

He glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun, his expression twisted for a moment, and he forced himself to turn his head away, lest jealousy and hatred surge up again.

Obviously, he himself realized that something was wrong.

Ling Jun then looked at Miao Teng'er and the other socialites and said:

"Yuanshi Tianzun's attendance at this banquet was at my invitation, not a premeditated one. I was with him all the way, and you were with him after entering the clubhouse. Did he have time to contact an evil organization?

"Even if he went to the bathroom to collude with an evil organization, it would take time for the evil organization to get here, but the fact is that Yan'er just died, and we were trapped in the clubhouse."

Hearing this, everyone thoughtfully nodded unconsciously.

After their emotions stabilized, they immediately tasted a lot of abnormalities and saw many illogical details. Yin Ji's voice was soft and gentle, and it had a very good effect of calming people's hearts. Immediately, everyone looked at Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yin Ji and Ling Jun are still reliable, saving me from having to activate the Golden Mask to shock them. Zhang Yuanqing looked at Miao Teng'er and said:

"Teng'er, did you invite her to the banquet?"

Miao Teng'er nodded: "Yan'er has always liked to attend such social gatherings. Basically, as long as you invite her, she will definitely come, unless it's too far or she has something else to do... A girl who is not of high status but has high aspirations will definitely actively participate in various social events, hoping to expand her network and get to know the talents and big shots of various branches."

"Who did she come with? What is her relationship with Elder Yang usually like? Do they meet often?" Zhang Yuanqing asked again.

Miao Teng'er said: "She brought two bodyguards, and I arranged them on the first floor."

Saying that, she looked back at the gray-haired old man: "Uncle Yang, please invite Yan'er's bodyguards up." After the old man left, she looked at everyone: "It's too crowded here, let's go to the restaurant to talk."

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the guests silently returned to the restaurant. Soon, only Miao Teng'er, Yin Ji, Ling Jun, and Yuanshi Tianzun were left in the bathroom.

Miao Teng'er sighed, hugged Yan'er horizontally, and silently walked out of the bathroom. Ling Jun said in a low voice: "There will be trouble tonight. I don't know how many people will die." Yin Ji, wearing a black veil, frowned with her long and straight eyebrows.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at them both and said:

"The matter is more serious than we thought. I just used astrology to look at everyone's faces, and everyone has a bloody disaster."

"Next, I have something to say to you."

In the living room, Zhang Yuanqing asked the two bodyguards with pale faces:

"What is your young lady's relationship with Elder Yang like? How often do they meet?" The older bodyguard took a deep breath:

"There is no fixed time. Sometimes they meet every two or three days, and sometimes they don't see each other for half a month. Elder Yang treats the young lady well and will satisfy most of her requests."

The younger bodyguard said: "But only limited to affection. Elder Yang doesn't want her to have too strong of a career ambition." Is it because a庶出 (shùchū, born of a concubine) daughter with too much ambition will squeeze the resources of嫡出 (díchū, born of the first wife) children? Zhang Yuanqing did not comment and continued to ask: "Has she had any strange things recently, such as changing into a different person? Showing preferences and temperaments that are completely opposite to usual?"

The two bodyguards looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

"It seems that Chunyang Zhangjiao (Pure Yang Sect Leader)'s夺舍 (duóshe, body snatching) of Yan'er is a recent thing. He can't possess Yan'er for a long time. We can't underestimate the sensitivity of an elder." As Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts turned, he said to the guests who surrounded him in a circle:

"Everyone, we have encountered a terrible enemy. If my guess is correct, he is the source of the thick fog incident in Jinhui City that day. He is an ancient cultivator who practices both 환術師 (huàn shù shī, illusionist) and Night Wanderer professions."

"Elder Gaofeng of the Hangzhou branch is responsible for arresting him. Taiyimen (Taiyi Sect) has recalled a large number of Night Wanderers because of him."

Most of the guests looked puzzled, but the faces of several people from the Hangzhou branch changed drastically. This included the third-generation spirit, Liu Zhiyi.

"Is, is him?" This third-generation spirit stuttered, his face pale with fright.

As a third-generation spirit, he knew more secrets than ordinary official Xingzhe (Spirit Attendants), and this incident happened in Jiangnan Province, which was under the jurisdiction of the Hangzhou branch.

Liu Zhiyi knew better than anyone how terrible that Chunyang Zhangjiao (Pure Yang Sect Leader) was.

"He, who exactly is he?" Sister Manyan, who was full-figured, couldn't help but ask. Her question was what most people were thinking.

What kind of existence made Liu Zhiyi so terrified and made Yuanshi Tianzun look so solemn? Liu Zhiyi trembled:

"An ancient cultivator who has lived to this day was dug out of an ancient tomb a while ago. He can grow by devouring Night Wanderers and illusionists. He is insane, lacks rationality, he is not bound by moral values, and is more difficult to deal with than evil professions."

As Liu Zhiyi spoke, a chill rose in the hearts of the guests present. Liu Zhiyi glared at Yuanshi Tianzun and said:

"What evidence do you have to prove that it's him?" Zhang Yuanqing said: "...I just searched Yan'er's body and didn't find any props, but she did secretly tease my desires. This is a method that only illusionists have, and body snatching is a method of Night Wanderers.

"But what really made me suspect him was what Yan'er said before she committed suicide. She said I was her prey. Well, I almost killed him in the ancient tomb that day."

"He didn't come for me. The real target should be the three from Taiyimen (Taiyi Sect), but after seeing me appear, he immediately changed his target and tried to seduce me, probably wanting to take the opportunity to possess me and devour my spiritual power."

Xie Lingyun seemed to have remembered something and blurted out:

"No wonder she kept asking Teng'er if Yuanshi Tianzun would attend, thinking that this kind of high-end gathering, and in Songhai, Yuanshi Tianzun would likely come??"

Except for Yin Ji, the two Night Wanderers looked at each other, filled with fear. The deacon of Puning District, Gaoshan Liushui, pondered for a few seconds and said:

"Assuming that the facts are like this, then we are being targeted by an ancient cultivator. He has sealed off the clubhouse and is now hiding among us. With the methods he has shown before, perhaps he has already secretly possessed one of us."

"And his goal is the four of you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone retreated in unison, away from the two Night Wanderers and the two Star Officials. Liu Zhiyi's voice trembled:

"Chunyang Zhangjiao (Pure Yang Sect Leader) is active in Songhai, Jiangnan Province, and the San Zhuang Province area. It's not difficult to understand being targeted by him, but, but I heard my mother say that the ancient cultivator is extremely weak. How dare he deal with us?"

"Chunyang Zhangjiao (Pure Yang Sect Leader) is right here with us, and he is guiding Liu Zhiyi's emotions again. This time it's fear." Seeing the guests subconsciously looking at him, waiting for a reply, Zhang Yuanqing pointed to the French windows outside and said:

"The answer is obvious, he has another reliance!"

Yin Ji echoed: "In this case, as long as we find Chunyang Zhangjiao (Pure Yang Sect Leader) and eliminate him, the crisis will naturally be resolved. He himself is of average strength, but he is good at guiding emotions and body snatching, and is very secretive."

"He himself is of average strength, but he is just difficult to deal with..."

The meaning Yin Ji revealed was undoubtedly a shot in the arm, bringing calmness to everyone.

As long as they understand that the enemy is not strong, their hearts will naturally be at ease, and it will be more difficult for Chunyang Zhangjiao (Pure Yang Sect Leader) to stir up emotions and create panic.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Don't panic, everyone. I already have a solution. I have two props that are best at dealing with seals. As long as I open the seal and notify the elders of the Songhai branch, Chunyang Zhangjiao (Pure Yang Sect Leader) will not be able to escape."

After a pause, he said: "After opening the seal, in order to prevent Chunyang Zhangjiao (Pure Yang Sect Leader) from escaping, I need everyone's cooperation."

Yin Ji continued: "I will set up a spirit-trapping formation to prevent spiritual bodies from escaping. Please stand in the formation." Ling Jun said loudly: "Whoever opposes is Chunyang Zhangjiao (Pure Yang Sect Leader)."

The guests looked at each other, not daring to object for a while.

This was exactly the method that Zhang Yuanqing, Ling Jun, and Yin Ji had discussed. Dealing with this kind of enemy hiding in the crowd is not difficult as long as you use the right strategy.

Immediately, Yin Ji took out the materials and, with the help of Zhang Yuanqing and the two Night Wanderers, drew a huge spirit talisman circle in the center of the restaurant.

"I hope everyone will supervise each other and not give Chunyang Zhangjiao (Pure Yang Sect Leader) a chance." Ling Jun, who was also standing in the formation, said loudly.

Everyone looked at each other, wary of each other, and at the same time looked at Yuanshi Tianzun.

They saw him walk to the French window, and a 50-centimeter Zijin Hammer (Purple Gold Hammer) had appeared in his hand at some point. The pumpkin was small, only the size of two bowls.

Outside the window, neon lights flickered one after another. On the street across the yard, scattered cars sped past. In the courtyard planted with various expensive flowers, plants, and trees, the lights were bright, but there was no one in sight... It was eerily silent.

"Before we came, there were security personnel in the courtyard. Now there is no one." Zhang Yuanqing stopped by the French window, weighed the Purple Thunder Hammer, raised it high, and slammed it down heavily.

Buzz!

The small pumpkin hit the French window, smashing out a circle of viscous ripples, like a wooden hammer pounding on thick syrup. Zhang Yuanqing raised the Purple Thunder Hammer and continued to smash down, one hammer after another, one hammer after another...

The viscous and slow ripples continued to expand, from small ripples to covering the entire wall, and then from the entire wall to the ceiling and the floor. Before long, the entire clubhouse was trembling.

"Miss, the prop in his hand is extraordinary."

Uncle Yang, with his gray hair, leaned close to Miao Teng'er's ear and said in a low voice: "The power enveloping this place, I am sure, even a level 6 Fire Demon may not be able to break it."

Miao Teng'er nodded slightly, and her tense弦 (xián, string, figuratively meaning tension) relaxed a little.

Yin Ji and Ling Jun were closely watching everyone's expressions. The faces showed tension and expectation. Even Liu Zhiyi, who had been targeting Yuanshi Tianzun just now, was holding his breath and clenching his fists.

This made it impossible for them to distinguish who the enemy was.

Suddenly, just when the seal was shaking to the extreme, giving people the feeling of being on the verge of breaking, Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly stopped.

"Why did you stop? Continue! Isn't it about to succeed?"

"Yuanshi Tianzun, continue! What are you doing?"

Zhang Yuanqing ignored him. The hand holding the Purple Thunder Hammer was shaking violently, blue veins were bulging, and his skin was purplish red.

"The time has come!"

"The power of the Ruler level..." Zhang Yuanqing's right arm hurt badly, but this was far less than the sense of crisis in his heart.

The Purple Thunder Hammer could not break the seal within five minutes, which meant that the power sealing the clubhouse had exceeded the Saint level and was the power of the Ruler stage.

So the bloody disaster came from this Ruler-level prop.

"In that case, I can only hope for the Red Dancing Shoes." Zhang Yuanqing put away the Purple Thunder Hammer and summoned the Red Dancing Shoes. Tap-tap-tap~

The crisp tap-dancing sound echoed in the quiet restaurant. Zhang Yuanqing gave it the command to leave this place.

The Red Dancing Shoes circled around the owner, then flew up and kicked the window twice, kicking out imperceptible ripples.

It landed slowly, seeming a little discouraged. After a few seconds of silence, the Red Dancing Shoes suddenly leaned back on its right foot, raised its toes, and performed a curtsy.

"Want to return to the item bar? Don't, continue to work hard!" Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched. Obviously, the Red Dancing Shoes also could not leave the seal.

"Then there's no way!" I can only confront Chunyang Zhangjiao (Pure Yang Sect Leader) head-on. Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at the crowd:

"I'm sorry, things are more troublesome than I thought." The guests burst into an uproar, their expressions unable to hide their disappointment. After a while, Miao Teng'er spoke:

"Never mind. Since this is the case, then we will find Chunyang Zhangjiao (Pure Yang Sect Leader). Everyone will work together to deal with a weak ancient cultivator. What's so difficult?"

"It's not that simple!" Zhang Yuanqing returned from the French window and said in a deep voice:

"It can now be confirmed that what is sealing us is a Ruler-level prop. Do you think the functions of Ruler-level props are limited to this? If that were the case, he would never have混进 (hùnjìn, sneaked into) the banquet."

As if to respond to his words, a 3D projection-like message appeared in the sky above the restaurant:

【Welcome to the Grimm Adventure, the safe time countdown is over, the dice is rolling, please wait】

A virtual table appeared in the restaurant, the tabletop shrouded in mist. Only the lower right corner was clear, where there was a dice with a thumb-high doll standing on it.

The edge was painted with green plants, with the words: 【Grimm Forest】.

Above the virtual round table was a soccer ball-sized dice, spinning at high speed. A table game? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment.

A few seconds later, the dice gradually stopped, finally stopping at three dots.

Under the uncertain gaze of the crowd, the little doll walked along the winding lines to the third red dot. The fog cleared, and everyone fixed their eyes on it, where a line of small words was noted:

You are about to cross the river, but because there are too many people, the boat cannot carry everyone. Please abandon two companions.

At the same time, everyone saw the projection above the restaurant change:

【Ding! Please complete the vote within three minutes to select the companions to be abandoned. If the vote is not successful, two people present will be randomly killed.】

To be continued.1.

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