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Three hundred and seven chapters: Xuanmen master

Lang Shuoyang was startled, and quickly grabbed the protruding bricks above the bridge opening and a pearl roller blind, climbed onto the bridge deck, and was about to leave, but when he looked left and right, he was dumbfounded.

About fifty meters away from the bridge at both ends, countless Longcheng soldiers squatted side by side, all with guns raised. They were already trapped in a tight siege. This time it was broad daylight. If they tried to break through at speed, they would probably become a sieve in an instant.

Looking at the water, there were many small boats approaching at this time, lined up on the water, and dozens of guns were aimed at him.

A pair of special police officers ran over, led by Cangyuan. When they got under the bridge, the special police officers stopped moving forward, loaded the AK47 in their hands, and pointed at Lang Shuoyang who was standing there.

Cangyuan took a few steps forward and said: "Brother, don't be stupid. If you can't run away, hand over your weapons. If you are wrongly accused, I guarantee that the government will clear your name!"

At this point, Lang Shuoyang had nothing to say. If he resisted at this time, even if he could escape by chance, he might not be able to escape without killing dozens of people. Moreover, with so many guns pointed at him, there would be no possibility of escape.

He took out the magic light from his waist, handed it to Cangyuan, and said: "Help me take care of it. You can't catch ghosts without this thing."

Cangyuan nodded, shook his head at his men, who came over and put handcuffs on Lang Shuoyang. Lang Shuoyang lowered his head and saw that there was a spell engraved on the handcuffs. He couldn't help but be surprised. He silently recited the unlocking spell, and it really didn't work. This is a master! Lang Shuoyang

He quickly asked: "Who gave you these handcuffs?"

Cangyuan said: "Let's go, brother. You will know when you get back. There is a wise man behind a wise man. The mayor's brother is back and wants to interrogate you personally!"

Lang Shuoyang followed the special police and walked out, looking left and right to see if his second uncle Lang Yunming had arrived, but he kept walking out of the park and did not see Lang Yunming.

He asked Cangyuan, a car escorting him: "How did you know I was hiding here?"

Cangyuan didn't want to say more to him, but simply replied: "Didn't you tell your second uncle?"

His very ordinary words were like a thunderbolt to Lang Shuoyang. His second uncle actually betrayed him? It was incredible. He and his daughter Lang Zixuan were going through life and death. They regarded each other as more important than their own lives. Now he actually

Selling yourself out! No wonder he didn’t want to leave with him that night. He simply couldn’t let go of his wealth and status. Although he was Sister Zixuan’s father, his character was so high that he couldn’t be compared with Sister Zixuan. But after all, he was Sister Zixuan’s elder brother.

Dad, even if I come out from now on, at worst I won't see him, and I won't really bring bad luck to him.

Just as I was thinking wildly, the car stopped. It was not the Longcheng Police Station, but the city government building!

Escorted by a team of special police officers, Lang Shuoyang was taken into the city government building and got into the elevator. Instead of going up, he went straight down.

On the third underground floor of the city government building, after getting out of the elevator and opening two iron doors, Lang Shuoyang looked inside and immediately took a breath of air. The passage inside was decorated with the Nine Palaces and Bagua Array, and red candles flashed on the walls. Every step

In the distance, an Iron Bagua hangs on the wall. There are dozens of Iron Bagua hanging on the twenty-meter-long passage. There is a large bronze mirror on the ceiling, which is called the Demon Mirror. Under the Demon Mirror, there is an antique copper mirror.

The sword and the scabbard are engraved with four seal scripts on the sword to ward off evil spirits. If this sword is recorded as a sword to ward off evil spirits in history books, it should be a magical weapon passed down by Zhang Zongyan, the 36th generation of the Dragon and Tiger Sect. This sword has killed countless ghosts.

, it chirps when it encounters ghosts, and has the effect of killing ghosts on its own, which is even better than the divine light. With such a formation, even the fierce ghosts can hardly take a step forward.

When Lang Shuoyang saw the formation, he knew that he had met a colleague. If he guessed correctly, he should have met a descendant of Tianshi Taoism.

The general name of Zhang Ling, the founder of Wu Dou Mi Tao, and his descendants who inherited the religion. Zhang Ling founded the religion at the end of the Han Dynasty and claimed that Taishang Laojun was appointed as a heavenly master. He was called Zhang Tianshi in his old life, and his religion was also called Tianshi Tao. It is said that the fourth generation grandson Zhang Sheng was born in

Hanzhong, moved to Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi, passed down from generation to generation, descendants and descendants all called themselves Heavenly Masters, and Zhang Ling was respected as the first generation of Heavenly Masters. Later followers called it Longhu Mountain Taoism. The title of Heavenly Master originally made their disciples

The title continued later and evolved into an honorific title for all mages who could practice magic and catch ghosts.

Many SWAT team members stayed at the door. Cangyuan and four SWAT officers surrounded Lang Shuoyang, walked through the corridor, and came to a door at the end. Cangyuan knocked on the door respectfully three times, and a slightly hoarse voice came from inside:

"Come in."

As soon as the door opened, there was a strong air-conditioning. Except for Lang Shuoyang, all the special police officers shivered.

The voice said again: "The prisoner has come in, please get out!"

Cangyuan agreed, pushed Lang Shuoyang's back gently, let him walk in, and then closed the door.

Lang Shuoyang squinted his eyes and looked inside the room. The light was very dark. A lamp with a shade was facing him. A man stood behind the light and shadow, holding the lamp and shaking it up and down. He should be looking at Lang Shuoyang.

The hoarse voice sounded again: "I heard that you killed a zombie king, right?"

Lang Shuoyang nodded and said: "I am a descendant of Maoshan, are you also a Taoist?"

The man put down the lampshade and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, but you have to know that you must tell the truth in front of me, otherwise you will be very sad."

Without the glare of the light, Lang Shuoyang immediately saw the person in front of him clearly. He was very tall, with a thin cheek covered with brown beard. He should be about forty years old, and his eyes gave off a cold light, which made people feel uneasy.

Lang Shuoyang said: "I, Lang Shuoyang, have always been upright and upright. I have taken it as my duty to eradicate evil spirits. I have no lies to tell!"

"I hope so!" The man sat on the chair, crossed his legs, and said, "What did you do when you came into the city hall last night?"

Lang Shuoyang said: "I want to see the mayor and report something."

"Why this way?"

"As a commoner, I don't need to use this method. Is there anything more direct than this?" Lang Shuoyang spoke neither humble nor overbearing, and showed no fear of him.

The man asked again: "What do you want from the mayor?"

Lang Shuoyang said: "Before I speak, I have to know who you are and whether you are qualified to listen to me. If you can't be the master in this yard, I don't want to waste my breath!"

The man laughed hoarsely twice: "Ah haha, what a loud tone, okay, listen carefully, my name is Long Taiji, and I am the younger brother of Long Taiduo, the mayor of Long City. In addition, I also have an identity, I am Han

The master of metaphysics in the Presidential Palace, also known as the 'National Master' in your country. Even President Hanguo has to be courteous to me. How about it, are you qualified to listen to what you have to say?"

Lang Shuoyang nodded: "Okay, let me tell you. Judging from the formation you set up, it seems that it is not an ordinary person. Maybe you can also deal with that fierce ghost."


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