Seeing that the spying intelligence was blocked, Lin Feng promptly controlled the puppet soldiers to turn back and hurried back to Anning Building.
Opening the apartment door, he reversed the seal and took back the talisman.
The body of the puppet soldier also trembled, shrinking rapidly like a deflated ball, and transformed back into a humanoid talisman.
Lin Feng then followed the example and made five more blue-level puppet talismans and one purple-level puppet talisman.
The subtlety of cutting paper into soldiers is that the puppet talisman can be repeatedly cast and condensed. Carrying it close to the body can also be contaminated with the breath of the caster, which can indirectly increase the strength of the puppet soldiers to a certain extent.
Putting these talismans into his shirt pocket, Lin Feng carefully thought about the next arrangement.
We still don't know the details of the enemy, so it would obviously not be a rational move to head to Johnston Avenue rashly.
The recent supernatural incidents have been settled, and the ghost hunting operation is basically no big deal. Since he can't get any information from the evil side, Lin Feng plans to go to the folk market tomorrow, start from the right side, and explore the Kun Temple in Nupo Mountain.
Was it dismantled or hidden?
After packing up the magic weapons and props, Lin Feng returned home.
Opening the door to the apartment, the aroma of fried meat with green peppers was overflowing from the crack in the kitchen door, filling the entire living room at the moment.
Kara!
The sliding glass door of the kitchen was pushed open, and Tung Wanyi, wearing a floral apron, walked out of the kitchen and leaned on the door frame with one hand. There was a hint of joy in her eyes, but more of them were worries and concerns.
She asked: "Xiao Feng, are there so many things going on in the bureau recently?"
As for his sister, Lin Feng didn't know how to describe the bad things during this period.
He didn't want his sister to be involved in the monastic world, which was really cruel to an ordinary person like her.
Lin Feng even wished he could go back to half a month ago. Those days were so good. His sister went to and from work and cooked and cooked like ordinary people every day, and he didn't have to worry about any danger at all, let alone those supernatural events.
"Sister!"
At this moment, Lin Feng even wanted to tell his sister the truth.
But once said, this delicate balance will be difficult to maintain.
Dong Wanyi was startled by Lin Feng's sharp tone. She put down the spatula and said, "The newspaper has published it for you. If you have anything else, just tell your sister, but don't keep it in your heart."
Lin Feng's head sank slightly, looking at the black cat running around in the room. He swallowed the words as he spoke.
When he looked up at Dong Wanyi again, he found that there was a hint of sadness on her face and her eyes were a little darker.
"Sister, do you really want to know what I have been going through?"
Dong Wanyi pursed her lips, waved her hand and walked into the kitchen, saying something that was better than nothing: "When you grow up, there are some things that you don't need to elaborate on with your sister."
When the food was served, Lin Feng, who had already eaten in the police canteen, still felt hungry and ate two more bowls in a row.
Dong Wanyi, who was sitting opposite, saw this scene and couldn't help but smile: "What kind of physical work are you doing to eat so much?"
"No, I just feel that today's food is quite to my taste." Lin Feng said, taking two more bites of food.
After chewing twice, he sincerely praised: "The food in the police canteen is cooked in big iron barrels, the seasonings are not stirred evenly, and the rice cooked in the big rice cooker is also raw. Anyway, my sister's cooking skills are better!"
Dong Wanyi felt relieved when she heard this, but she had already noticed Lin Feng's recent abnormal behavior, but she didn't want to expose it, so she smiled and said: "Eat more if it's delicious, and... there will be something to do in the future
If you can stay away, try not to get involved. Sister may not always be able to help you."
Lin Feng swallowed his food, raised his head and assured, "Don't worry, sister, I will listen to you."
"Yes." Dong Wanyi responded softly, with a trace of reluctance in her soft eyes.
...
Nether Altar, the forbidden area behind.
As a soaring aura spread out, a large number of evil light beams radiated from the cave in the forbidden area.
At the same time, a strong black shadow swept out of it and moved to the center of the altar in the blink of an eye.
The black shadow is the owner of the altar, Xiao Yongshan.
His current state is different from that of three days ago. His waist is straight, his limbs are strong, and his body has been transformed and sublimated by the Nether Jade. He seems to be thirty years younger, and his cultivation has successfully entered the first level of refining the spirit and returning to the void.
The whole body still exudes a frightening demonic aura.
"Congratulations, Master, for coming out of seclusion in three days and building a demonic body!"
In front of the altar, Xiao Yongshan was seen breaking through the barrier. Nearly twenty disciples knelt down at the same time and shouted together.
"Everyone get up!"
Raising his right hand, Xiao Yongshan turned around.
Those dark eyes, full of gloom, instantly locked onto the corpse-raising area behind the altar.
The place where corpse energy gathered was Bai Wunian's corpse.
The next second, Xiao Yongshan's face darkened, and he asked: "When did it happen? And...what about Wuxin?"
"Master, during the three days of your retreat."
The Taoist boy wearing a black short coat stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Black has also died."
"Where's the body?"
"I don't know where to find him, I'm afraid he's been burned," the Taoist boy replied.
After hearing this, Xiao Yongshan was no longer calm.
He couldn't believe that an unknown person could defeat his uncle's two proud disciples.
"What are the details?" Xiao Yongshan asked again.
"Master, I sent someone to check. He should have been an ordinary person half a month ago, and no one taught him any Taoist skills at all. But in just a few days, he has rapidly increased to the level of Qi training and transformation into gods, and even surpassed it.
Young Masters, I'm afraid his identity is not as simple as it appears."
Hearing this, Xiao Yongshan felt a little wary, but he still couldn't swallow the sigh in his heart, especially since two of his uncle Xu Xuan's disciples were killed. No one could afford to be blamed for this.
"Master, how about we negotiate with that Lin Feng? I have found his home address." The Taoist boy wearing a black short coat suggested.
Xiao Yongshan did not answer, but asked: "The Taoist League doesn't care?"
"Master, I also find this strange. The Taoist League's supervisors stationed in Xiangjiang should have been aware of it, but they did not take action."
In fact, the Taoist League has set up supervisory agencies wherever there are ascetics.
On the one hand, it is to supervise registered monks, and on the other hand, it is to suppress certain uncontrollable supernatural events.
If a fight between good and evil occurs in the supervision area, the supervisor will intervene within a reasonable range, with the intention of ensuring the balance of the monastic world.
If there is an incident where a Taoist priest is injured or killed, regardless of the identity of the other party, they will be forced to intervene until the cause is found out.
And Lin Feng has now killed two Taoist priests. If nothing else happened, he should have been hunted down by the supervisor.
But now, there is no movement at all.
"How could he be like this if he was a casual cultivator?" Xiao Yongshan felt something was wrong for no reason.
"Master, in Xiangjiang, apart from us, Xuankun Temple and Tiangan Temple are the only two major sects left. Could it be their work?"
Xiao Yongshan was not sure either. He immediately turned around and looked at the corpse raising area behind the altar, and ordered: "Start refining the corpse. I will make a game to test the opponent's background."
"It's Master. Bai Wunian's corpse has undergone evil transformation and will grow into a high-level corpse in one day."
...
Early next morning.
After a night of meditation, Lin Feng took advantage of his sister's time to make breakfast and stuffed a purple-level puppet talisman into the compartment of her shoulder bag.
After being cultivated for a night, this purple-level talisman transformed into a puppet soldier, which is enough to display the strength of the early stage of Qi training and transformation into a god, and its defense is also indestructible.
If it is used to deal with ordinary ghosts and even Taoist priests, it is no problem.
After a while, the kitchen door opened.
Dong Wanyi walked out with two bowls of poached egg noodles.
Putting it on the table, she urged: "Eat it while it's hot. The work in the police station is so hard, so I added an extra egg for you."
Lin Feng nodded, then pretended to accidentally take out a folded induction talisman, handed it to Dong Wanyi and explained: "Sister, you keep this talisman on your body, if you encounter danger, tear it up."
Taking the yellow talisman folded into a triangle, Dong Wanyi couldn't help but question: "Is this a peace talisman?"
"Absolutely. I happened to pass by a Taoist temple while handling the case yesterday and went to ask for it."
Regarding Lin Feng's explanation, Dong Wanyi did not become suspicious, but responded: "Okay, Xiaofeng, you have your heart."
Lin Feng is still not sure whether this address has been discovered by the enemy, and if he moves frequently, it will always cause discomfort to his sister, so for the time being, he can only continue to protect her in this way.