斩妖除魔？

The old Daoist was stunned for a long while, then sighed,

"What demons and monsters, what vanquishing demons, the little Daoist sees clearly."

"That's right, if all the demons and monsters in the world were different species, they could still be distinguished at a glance. But if they wear human skin and walk the path of demons, they are impossible to distinguish, and their harm is even greater."

This old Daoist had also been hiding nearby just now, and did not step forward to stop Dong Yu. Wei Yuan could roughly guess what he was thinking in secret. He remembered the experience of the Tian family girl, and his heart was a little complicated. He nodded in agreement and said, "What the Daoist Priest says is true. The evil of the human heart is difficult to guard against, and it seems that it has not changed in thousands of years."

Both of them fell silent.

Wei Yuan lowered his head and looked at the jade pendant he had snatched from Liu Chao.

The base was white jade, exuding a spiritual charm.

Spiritual energy cultivation was far from popular yet. He didn't know where Liu Chao got it from, but it was actually genuine. A talisman was engraved on the jade pendant. It was the effect of this jade talisman that allowed Liu Chao to escape from the ghost wall just now.

The old Daoist took a glance and recognized it, saying:

"It's from the Baiyun Temple in Ying Tian Prefecture."

"Although there are Daoist temples called Baiyun Temple everywhere, the one in Ying Tian Prefecture is the real deal. The Daoists inside have some skill, but in recent generations, their behavior has been too tainted with worldly air. As long as you pay, anyone can get talismans from them."

"Baiyun Temple..."

Wei Yuan silently remembered the name in his heart.

The old Daoist looked at the long sword in his hand and asked, "I see that your swordsmanship is fierce, with the style of the Qingcheng branch of the Celestial Master's Mansion, and your talisman techniques are in the style of the Dragon Tiger branch of the Celestial Master's Mansion. I wonder which generation of disciples you are from the Celestial Master's Mansion? Have you received the Mengwei Seal, or the Five Thunder Seal?"

Wei Yuan shook his head and replied:

"Daoist Priest, you are mistaken."

"I am not a disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion."

"Hmm? What?"

The old Daoist was slightly stunned. Wei Yuan raised his head. In the villa ahead, the last scream had long since stopped. By now, the resentment that had been entwining the villa had dissipated, and it had returned to its original appearance. He stopped talking, nodded to the old Daoist, picked up his sword and walked inside.

Blood splattered everywhere, almost coating the floor.

Liu Chao and the other two were completely dead.

How could they not die from a vengeful ghost?!

But Liu Chao's soul actually remained.

Dong Yu had returned to her original appearance, dressed in white, with delicate features, as she had been before she was abducted here. Her resentment had dissipated by at least seventy percent. Liu Chao's soul was almost about to dissipate, but she held it in her hand.

Dong Yu looked at Wei Yuan, her ghost form streaked with tears, and handed over the soul in her hand.

Wei Yuan had heard these people's conversations outside before, and knew that this was the trafficker. He understood what Dong Yu meant, that she hoped to learn from the soul where the abducted people were now, and rescue them. Therefore, even in her state as a vengeful ghost, she still hadn't scattered Liu Chao's soul.

The old Daoist also reacted, sighed, and bowed slightly with a compassionate expression:

"Girl, you are merciful."

Wei Yuan closed his eyes, raised his hand, and drew a line with his fingers, and a ghost dispelling talisman appeared.

He forcibly drove the already collapsing soul of Liu Chao, closed his eyes for a long time, bent down and found a stack of photos on Liu Chao's body. These were the targets they had been watching. Then, he took out a mobile phone and a small USB drive, which contained a large amount of data and transaction records.

Liu Chao himself also knew the nature of what he was doing.

He didn't care when he was young, but when he got older, he was often startled awake in the middle of the night.

The sound of a knock on the door at night could make his heart beat fast for a long time.

Paranoid and suspicious, he didn't dare to keep these things at home, but carried them with him.

Wei Yuan memorized the password and how to open them through the ghost dispelling technique.

Then, he directly released the ghost dispelling.

Liu Chao's illusory soul appeared beside him.

Before the old Daoist could speak, Wei Yuan raised his hand and drew his sword, not even looking at the terrified ghost beside him, who was about to beg for mercy. The effect of the evil-breaking talisman on the Eight-Sided Han Sword was still present, and with one sword, he slashed the soul into nothingness. Then, he reversed his hand and returned the sword to its sheath, the sound of the sword ringing still lingering.

The old Daoist opened his mouth, but still said nothing.

Wei Yuan put away the things. These could be handed over to the police for processing. With solid evidence, none of those people should even think about running away. He turned to look at Dong Yu, who was standing in place, seeming a little lost and bewildered after completing her revenge. He was silent for a moment, then said:

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Dong Yu raised her head to look at Wei Yuan.

The old Daoist closed his eyes, knowing what Wei Yuan was going to do, and felt a little unbearable in his heart.

Dong Yu's lips moved slightly, and she said:

"I... I, that child..."

Wei Yuan nodded slowly and said, "Don't worry, I will take her away. I can give her to your parents to raise, or I can ask a friend to send her to the Daoist sect to be a little Daoist child. Neither option will be too bad. You can choose between these two arrangements. I can swear that she will never have the slightest connection with this place again..."

Dong Yu thought for a long time, then whispered:

"Send her back to my parents... I'm gone, at least she can be there to accompany them."

"But please don't tell them where this child came from."

Wei Yuan agreed again.

Then, he looked at Dong Yu and said in a gentle voice, "Do you have any other wishes?"

Dong Yu originally wanted to say no, but when she mentioned her parents just now, two faces that were not so young flashed before her eyes. Her lips trembled, and before she could open her mouth, tears flowed uncontrollably:

"I still want to, still want to see my parents again..."

"I want to talk to them again. I want to eat the food my parents made again, I want to eat my dad's stir-fried meat with scallions, I want to eat my mom's braised shrimp, I want to eat the dumplings they made by hand. I, I still want to see them one more time, just one time..."

"I'm sorry, am I being too greedy?"

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears.

Looking at the tearful Dong Yu, Wei Yuan sheathed his sword.

Then, he extended his right hand, "Okay."

"What?"

"Your wish, I agree."

………………

Wei Yuan came to the wooden house where the child was.

The old Daoist took out a stack of talismans and blessed the child's body to prevent evil spirits from entering.

Wei Yuan carried the sword on his back, and wrapped a layer of the cloth that was originally wrapped around the sword outside the child's clothes. His sword had already slain several demons and ghosts, and had nurtured a chill. The cloth wrapping the sword also carried a trace of strangeness. The child felt a little uncomfortable, and because Wei Yuan was also a stranger, she started crying.

Dong Yu's soul stretched out her hand with tears in her eyes, wanting to touch the child's small hand, but could only pass through her hand. However, the child turned her head, looked at the place where there was nothing in the eyes of mortals, stretched out her hand and babbled, grabbing towards that side, and stopped crying.

The old Daoist looked at the small hand and the illusory fingers clasped together, sighed, and looked away. When he was young, he also wielded his sword to slay demons and monsters, but as he got older, he couldn't bear to see this kind of scene. He could only look at Wei Yuan and said:

"How do you plan to leave?"

Wei Yuan said, "I have already called my friends. They should have arrived at the foot of the mountain. They will be able to come up the mountain after waiting for a while."

"After all, this place has too much baleful aura. Even with the protection of talismans, it is ultimately not good for the child to stay here for too long."

The old Daoist nodded, then took out two jia ma and handed them to Wei Yuan.

"Take them, kid."

"This is..."

"It's difficult to walk this mountain because the mountain road is rugged. It takes effort to have a winding mountain road. It is much faster to return to the city from the foot of the mountain. You let them wait below. The speed of my earth-shrinking spell can't compare to those vehicles, but this Daoist magic has its own mysteries. Traveling a thousand miles a day doesn't say what kind of terrain it is. If you leap down from this mountain, you can also walk on flat ground."

"I, the old Daoist, will give you a Daoist spell. Take the child and quickly go down the mountain."

He had Wei Yuan tie the two jia ma to his legs and recited the earth-shrinking spell:

"One step is a hundred steps, the ground shrinks by itself. When meeting mountains, the mountains are leveled, when meeting water, the water dries up."

"I respectfully obey the orders of the Three Mountains and Nine Marquis!"

Wei Yuan said goodbye to the old Daoist, temporarily using the ghost dispelling supernatural power to take in Dong Yu, and carried the child blessed by many talismans. He stepped down the mountain, and his speed was indeed extremely fast. The rugged and steep mountain slope was as flat as the ground with one step, and there was no sign of falling. In the end, this school lieutenant released his bold courage and stepped between the mountains and the moon, taking steps of more than ten meters, almost feeling like he was soaring through the air.

……………………

A black car was parked at the foot of the mountain.

Next to the car, Zhou Yi, with her sharp short hair, was holding a lady's cigarette. Beside her were Xuan Yi, a disciple of the Wei Ming Sect, and Song Xinghuai, a direct descendant of Dragon Tiger Mountain. Xuan Yi looked at the dark shadows of the mountains with a somewhat solemn expression. Song Xinghuai said:

"Why did that Curator suddenly say he wanted us to wait here?"

Zhou Yi said, "Probably because he has already come down."

Song Xinghuai shook his head and said, "It's better to wait here than to walk those extra steps on the mountain road, and let us go up the mountain to pick him up."

"Why don't we drive up slowly, and maybe we'll run into him."

Zhou Yi was thinking when Xuan Yi suddenly said, "He's here!"

Zhou Yi and Song Xinghuai looked at the mountain road.

It was quiet and empty.

Xuan Yi's slightly horrified voice sounded: "Above!"

"Above?!"

Zhou Yi and Song Xinghuai subconsciously looked up, their expressions changing drastically.

Among the jagged rocks and old trees, a figure suddenly stepped out, his breath flowing, stepping on the mountain leaves, and then stepped forward more than twenty meters. Under the horrified gaze of the three, he fell down with a falling leaf.

The moonlight was clear, and he was dressed in black and carried a sword.

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. The old Daoist did not lie. The effect of this earth-shrinking talisman was indeed powerful.

He looked at the three people by the car and nodded slightly.

His voice was calm.

"Sorry for the wait."