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Chapter 817 The Mysterious Talisman Paper

Arriving at a pond, Shen Lang suddenly heard movement from ahead, and immediately hid behind a tile-roofed house and looked forward cautiously.

Hua Ziling is also hiding behind the house.

I saw three men wearing strange monk robes chattering something by the pond.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. These people were dressed a bit like Thai monks. From time to time, large red mist flew out of the sleeves of the three of them.

There is no doubt that these three people were the ones who cast the blood poison!

However, these three people are not martial artists, they are just ordinary people.

Shen Lang vaguely remembered that there was a very secretive Jiutou division organization in Southeast Asia, especially Thailand, which gathered a large number of Jiutou divisions.

When Shen Lang was still working as a killer in Long Teng, he had heard of this organization of head-dropping masters. However, the actions of this organization have always been extremely secretive, and Shen Lang didn't know what they were doing.

No wonder Shen Lang felt that this technique was very similar to the head-lowering technique before. These three people were most likely the rumored head-lowering masters.

Blood Gu is actually one of the most advanced head-lowering techniques.

Listening carefully, it turned out that the three of them were speaking Thai.

Shen Lang only knew a little bit of Thai and could understand what they were saying. It sounded like he came to this village to look for something.

Among the three, the leader was wearing a red monk's robe, and he sounded like he had a higher status than the other two.

After roughly knowing the other party's purpose, Shen Lang was too lazy to listen anymore and waved his right hand.

"Boohoo!"

The two willow-leaf flying knives flew out, and with two "puff" sounds, they penetrated the throats of the two Thais.

Both men died immediately and fell in a pool of blood.

The Thai monk in red robes was startled when he saw this. He stared around with wary eyes and screamed.

Shen Lang's eyes were cold and he strode over.

The Thai monk's face changed drastically, he muttered words, and a large red mist came towards Shen Lang.

As soon as Shen Lang's body-protecting energy was released, the approaching red mist turned into flying ash, and countless red insect corpses fell to the ground.

The head-lowering master broke out in cold sweat, rolled up his hands, and a large amount of red mist rushed towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang casually lifted it, and a large amount of strong wind swept towards the head-lowering master.

"boom!"

The man screamed and flew seven or eight meters away, falling headfirst into the mud and unable to get up.

Shen Lang rushed forward and grabbed his collar.

The head-lowering master was so frightened that he shouted in Chinese that he was not very proficient in: "Spare my life!"

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. Since the other party can speak Chinese, things will be simple.

"What are you looking for when you come to this village?" Shen Lang asked.

"This" the Jiangtou master hesitated and did not dare to say it.

"Tell me obediently, or I'll kill you!" Shen Lang grabbed the man's neck with one hand and asked coldly.

"I said it, I said it!" The head-lowering master had a look of horror on his face, so he had no choice but to explain everything obediently.

It turns out that they are really from the head-dropping master organization in Thailand, and the organization's name is the Illuminati.

The three Thai surrender masters who came here are all cadres of the Illuminati. The guy in the red monk's robe is also a senior cadre, named Shanda.

The main purpose of their coming to Qingwan Town was to find the relics left by the founders of the Illuminati.

In fact, the Illuminati has been investigating this relic for many years.

Because there is too little information left behind, it is difficult to prove where the relics are in China.

After years of research, the Illuminati finally located the location at Qingwan Town at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains in China through clues.

Shanda received a notice from within the Illuminati a few days ago and personally led people to Qingwan Town to search for the relics.

As for coming to Qingwan Village to release blood poison and kill people, it was entirely a casual act of these three masters. They let the blood poison devour people and raised some blood poison at the same time.

"What is the relic that your Illuminati is looking for?" Shen Lang asked forcefully.

"I can't betray my ancestors, otherwise I will be cursed! Even if you kill me, I can't tell you!" Shanda was terrified, trembling all over, but refused to speak out.

Seeing that this man refused to tell anyone, Shen Lang looked gloomy and took out a jade box from his storage bag.

The jade box was opened, and inside lay a dried rectangular object, which was dark red, like dead tree bark.

Shen Lang filled the jade box with water.

The stir-fried rectangular object instantly expanded when it encountered water and turned into a red worm the size of a chalk.

The red bug squirmed quickly in the water, and soon straightened up, grinning and making a "hissing" sound.

"Spirit Erosion Gu!" Hua Ziling caught a glimpse of the red bug, her pretty face changed color, and she shuddered in her heart.

He never expected that Shen Lang would have such a vicious poisonous insect on his body.

Hua Ziling was once again glad that Shen Lang was not that cruel and ruthless person. If Shen Lang had poisoned her with the soul-corrupting poison, she would really be incapable of functioning.

Shen Lang bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood, let the spirit-eroding Gu absorb it, and randomly threw the Gu directly into Shanda's mouth.

This guy killed so many Chinese people in Qingwan Village, and he deserved his death! Before he died, Shen Lang wanted to press for information about the relic.

"ah!!!"

Under the devastation of the poisonous insects, Shanda held his head and screamed, his voice extremely miserable.

His head felt like it had exploded, and the severe pain made him scream and twitch his limbs.

Shanda couldn't bear the cruel pain and finally confessed everything.

It turns out that the relic of the founder of the Illuminati is actually a piece of paper called the "Spirit Summoning Talisman", which has been enshrined in the ancestral hall of Qingwan Village.

Shen Lang's heart moved. The Illuminati tried every possible means to find the talisman, which meant that it was not an ordinary talisman.

After asking about some key things, Shen Lang directly asked Soul Eclipse Gu to send Shanda back to the west.

"The ancestral hall in Qingwan Village?" Shen Lang looked around and focused on a small ancestral hall and temple on the edge of the village, just across the river.

Originally, the three head-dropping masters planned to get the talisman after raising the blood poison, but they did not expect to encounter Shen Lang on the way.

Shen Lang used Qinggong, crossed the river, and walked towards the ancestral hall by the village.

Hua Ziling felt bored. She wasn't sure why Shen Lang was interested in such trivial things.

Since he was idle now, she followed him.

The ancestral hall is quite modernly decorated, and the big iron door is locked.

Shen Lang directly used his palm power, smashed the iron door into pieces, and strode into the ancestral hall.

The aroma of burning is very strong. In the center of the ancestral hall are several tablets of the ancestors of Qingwan Village, as well as several incense burners, tributes, fruits, etc.

I checked around and found that there was no place to hide anything.

After walking around, Shen Lang's eyes locked on the tablets of the ancestors of Qingwan Village in the center of the ancestral hall.

Shen Lang didn't mean to offend, he handled it gently and turned over several ancestral tablets to take a look.

Sure enough, behind one of the tablets there was a yellow talisman paper with an old-fashioned style.

At first glance, it looked like just an old piece of yellow paper that was about to become moldy, but Shen Lang felt a strange aura.


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