Jiang Ning waved his sleeves, and the black mist flying towards him flew away.
The peasant woman did not expect that her spell would fly back upside down.
In an instant, the black mist hit me in the face.
A scream of ahhhh came from her mouth.
Her face looked like a hedgehog, with dense silver needles sticking out of it.
Those silver needles are also highly poisonous.
After screaming several times, the peasant woman foamed at the mouth and died tragically on the spot.
Another man with a broken arm saw that his companion was dead. He didn't care so much. He flashed in the air and a black magic ball fell down and exploded.
The magic ball exploded, causing chaos among the surrounding crowd.
The man took advantage of this gap and quickly escaped.
After Jiang Ning escaped, a golden light suddenly flashed between his eyebrows, and a strange red rune was imprinted on the man's back, but he did not pursue him again.
"You bastard, you still want to run away?"
Wu Luan roared angrily and prepared to catch up.
"Wu Luan, there's no need to chase him."
Jiang Ning suddenly stopped him.
"Master, are you just going to let that scum go?"
Jiang Ning smiled slightly: "Don't worry, he won't survive."
After hearing what Jiang Ning said, Wu Luan didn't ask any more questions.
At this moment, Jiang Ning was fighting, and soon the police patrolling the station rushed over.
Although Jiang Ning and the others rescued the child, they were still taken to the police station because someone died.
After some questioning, the police station finally found out the truth.
It turned out that the child was really abducted.
And the deceased was guilty of many evil deeds, and he also belonged to a very mysterious dark organization in Yanjing called: Wushen Sect!
After the police understood the truth, they released Jiang Ning, Lin Qingzhu and others.
The door of the police station.
After Jiang Ning and others walked out, Wu Luan muttered: "It's so unlucky that our young master has done a good deed and still brought us here for questioning for so long!"
Lin Qingzhu smiled: "I just do things according to the law."
Wu Luan muttered a few words, but said nothing more.
However, Jiang Ning couldn't help but ask: "Wu Luan, do you understand the Witch God Cult that the police just mentioned?"
Wu Luan used to be a practitioner of Yin Gui Sect.
Those who practice Dharma naturally know it.
After being questioned by Jiang Ning, Wu Luan said: "I seem to have heard of it... but this Witch God Sect is just a third-rate evil sect!"
"Cult?"
"Yes!"
"I heard that the inheritance of the Wushen Cult comes from the West. In the past, it only relied on preaching through speeches and recruiting disciples! Later, as more and more people joined, the Wushen Cult gradually grew."
"But I've heard people say before that this Wushen Cult is just a show, and it's nonsense about believing in God and going to heaven after death."
"As for the real Witch God Cult, I don't know much about it."
Wu Luan roughly told what he knew.
Jiang Ning said "oh" after hearing this.
Then he didn't ask any more questions.
After all, a third-rate sect that is not even as good as the "Yin Gui Sect" is too lazy to attract Jiang Ning's attention.
After asking Wu Luan about the "Wood God Sect", Jiang Ning turned around and said: "Qingzhu, we have arrived in Yanjing, shall we go directly to your Lin family now?"
Lin Qingzhu shook his head.
"Don't worry yet!"
"I want to visit my nanny, Aunt Zhao!" Lin Qingzhu said.
It turns out that Lin Qingzhu has a relative in Yanjing, and that person is Aunt Zhao in her mouth.
Aunt Zhao has taken care of her since she was a child and is considered half of her mother.
Ever since Lin Qingzhu's family was expelled from Yanjing, Aunt Zhao was left alone in Yanjing.
After so many years, Lin Qingzhu wanted to visit her.
Hearing this, Jiang Ning said "Oh", and then the others prepared to find Lin Qingzhu's nanny.
…
Yanjing.
In a secret mansion.
I saw two huge stone Rakshasa elephants standing there.
The Rakshasa in the middle is two meters high.
The angry-eyed Rakshasa held a trident in his hand, with two bloody human heads tattooed on the trident.
Another Rakshasa has three heads and six arms, carrying two giant axes.
The two Rakshasa statues stood majestically, like living creatures.
In the middle is a large blood-colored door plaque with the words "Witch God Sect" engraved on it.
This is the home of the Witch God Cult.
I saw dozens of loyal followers of the Witch God Cult standing in the huge courtyard.
And in the middle, stood a man wearing a black robe.
His black robe covers his head and feet!
He is the Archbishop of the Witch God Cult.
The archbishop looks to be in his 50s.
He has a pair of sharp eyes, an ugly face, and a long and narrow scar on the left cheek.
At this moment, he was holding a scripture in his hand, seeming to be chanting or whispering.
The dozens of believers around him were all chanting after him.
Just as these Wushen Cult believers were singing, a smelly wind suddenly hit them, and then a black snake two feet long and as thick as a bucket crawled down from the beam in front.
That black snake is extremely scary.
Possessing a pair of pupils as red as blood.
The poisonous core in its mouth was spitting out "chichi".
It looked horrifying.
"snake……!"
"Mom, what a thick snake!"
Some believers of the Wushen Cult screamed in fright after suddenly seeing such a huge black snake appear.
The archbishop standing at the front quickly turned his head and saw the black snake crawling down from the beam!
"ah?"
"It's Grandma Snake..."
After an exclamation came out of his mouth.
Then he knelt on the ground tremblingly.
"The sinners of Miao territory welcome Grandma Snake!"
As the archbishop in front of him suddenly knelt down, a strange name came out of his mouth.
A burst of black mist floated in front of the Archbishop of the Witch God Cult.
The black mist transformed into a human face, followed by a rickety body.
This is an old woman wearing a unique Miao costume.
The old woman held a black snake-headed crutch in her hand.
Her face is wrinkled and her body is short. She looks like an old lady in her 80s.
But her eyes were shining with green light.
As soon as she appeared, the entire courtyard immediately exuded an extremely depressing and suffocating atmosphere.
"Artai, after so many years, have you forgotten your old age?"
The Archbishop of the Witch God, known as Atai, knelt down in front of Grandma Snake.
"Even if Artai has ten lives, he would not dare to forget Grandma Snake's life-saving grace!"
After hearing this, Grandma Snake chuckled.
"That's pretty much it!"
"It's not in vain that I spared your life!"
It turns out that the Archbishop of the Witch God in front of him is actually from Miaojiang!
His real name is Atai, and he is from the Miao ethnic group in the southeast.
Back then, he was punished by being bitten by thousands of snakes because he violated the rules of the Miao clan, but later Grandma Snake let him live.
However, Grandma Snake once said that the death penalty can be avoided, but from now on, she can never say that she is a member of the Miao ethnic group!
Later, Atai left Miao territory and came to Yanjing.
Relying on the "skills" he practiced in the Miao border, he founded an evil sect himself: the Witch God Sect!