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Chapter 1079 Gradually Catching Up with the Other Side

The art of black magic, also commonly known as witchcraft, is an old thing that has been eliminated in China for thousands of years and its inheritance has been cut off. It is only still popular in Southeast Asia, and is still very popular.

The reason why its inheritance was cut off in China was not because of any issues like changes of dynasties or internal strife among the disciples. It was simply because the art was not good enough and it was eliminated by the tide of the times.

Just like after the Industrial Revolution, human civilization advanced rapidly, and many ancient god beliefs in mythology could not keep up with the times and were eliminated all of a sudden.

The three religions of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism are all the kings who rose from the corpses of countless peers. They have theories and techniques, so what does witchcraft have to do with it?
Nothing.

There are some explanations only when witchcraft and sorcery are separated.

Witchcraft takes a high-end route. The so-called major affairs of a country are war and sacrifice, and what they are fighting for is the position of the priest.

The art of Gu is based on natural evolution and the survival of the fittest. Even if a Gu Master cannot fly or escape from the ground, he has the power to defend himself and keep the area safe.

Combining the two becomes having both, such as Lu Bu riding a yellow dog and Jia Xu killing Yan Liang, which is nothing.

Wang Yunxiao really didn't know what black magic was, and only understood it after listening to Yan Yu'an's explanation.

To put it bluntly, it means raising ghosts.

Find some random things, such as a dead fetus or something, perform a random ritual, add some peppercorns, star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, etc., marinate them for a while and then take them out, and that's it.

Then if you see someone you don't like, you order the little ghosts to scare and harass him, and even kill him.

Hmm...how to put it.

Watching this is like watching the Japanese eating rice with dumplings, or watching the Indians squeeze fresh aloe vera juice...

All I can say is respect and blessing.

Each of these Xiangtang disciples possesses unique skills. Some use the Book of Changes to transform themselves into the Three-Eyed Demon Lord, some chant spells to invite gods to possess them, or some practice this kind of black magic - how can they get together and live in peace?
This incident made Wang Yunxiao deeply aware of how complicated the composition of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce was.

I don't know which powerful person was able to force all these monsters from all over the world together to create such a huge monster.

Of course, the focus now still has to be on Yang Jian.

After arresting these people and getting their confessions, it was already two or three o'clock in the night.

At this time, Yang Jian's whereabouts had not been found yet.

According to the confessions of these Xiangtang disciples, although they came together, the two sides were not subordinate to each other and had a clear division of labor.

Yang Jian was only responsible for identifying and judging whether the agents were loyal.

Or you can also ask whether the fish is fat enough and whether it can be slaughtered.

They are responsible for the specific actions.

So far, there are only two companies that need to be dealt with, and there is no further news on the others on the list.

Wang Yunxiao called each of them one by one to inquire, and found out that everyone else on the list was still alive.

In other words, Yang Jian's movements were not that fast.

Judging from his behavior, he doesn't seem like a workaholic, so why did he suddenly go to great lengths to call Mu Yuming?

Just because I glanced at Li Mumu during the day?
And then it was love at first sight?

Not so much...

I admit that my wife is really loved by everyone and flowers bloom wherever she goes.

Could it be that this guy really thinks that Boss Mu is stupid, rich, and has a beautiful daughter, and wants to take over the whole thing, too?
According to the interrogation records, these people did not know that Yang Jian had called Mu Yuming. In fact, they did not even have a specific list. They just followed orders unilaterally and killed whoever they were told to kill.

So if I were Yang Jian...

Wang Yunxiao tapped the table silently and began to think.

Start human analysis.

These skills granted by practicing Scholar Outer Dao are rarely used in normal times, but they can often work wonders in some unusual situations.

For example, now.

If I were Yang Jian, why would I be so naive?
Mu Yuming, you have no background, you are stupid, you have a lot of money, and your daughter is beautiful. If you mess with your own people, it will be very unpleasant to hear about it. Others eat the cake, but you take the blame. Who is willing to do this kind of work?

Instead of waiting for others to take advantage of me, why can't I leave myself a way out and find a chance to clean myself up?

Falling in love at first sight and then not being able to bear to do it, being touched by love and then turning over a new leaf, how nice it sounds.

After pondering for a long time, Wang Yunxiao picked up the phone.

This time the call was not made to Boss Mu, but to the Special Branch of the Nantong District Police Station.

The person who answered the phone was Chen Yuguang. The fact that a section chief had to be on duty in the middle of the night gave Wang Yunxiao a bad feeling.

"I'm Wang Yunxiao. Is there any movement in our area tonight?"

"Chief? Where are you? When will you be back?"

Chen Yuguang's tone was very urgent: "I was just called back too. There was a big commotion in the Little White House. Calls to the police came in one after another. I'm still gathering people here. Can you come back and help?"

"Little White Room?"

"From Hexi."

Wang Yunxiao was thinking, the "Little White House" mentioned by Chen Yuguang was a place name, where a consul in the concession built a small white western-style building several decades ago. Because of its obvious symbolism, over the years, the people of Old Tianmen have become accustomed to calling that place "Little White House".

"It's next to the horse farm, right?"

"Yes, yes, that's right there."

There were wealthy families in that area, so it was understandable that the police station's phone was flooded with calls after a big commotion.

But at such a delicate time and place, with such a big commotion happening, it was hard for Wang Yunxiao not to think too much.

"About when did it happen?"

"About an hour ago. I don't know the details yet."

"Okay, you go first, I'll be there soon."

One hour...the daylily is cold.

Wang Yunxiao glanced at his watch. It was three twenty-five. By the time he drove there, it would be almost four o'clock.

It's not a good idea to always follow after others.

After hesitating for a moment, he called the Mu family again.

This time the phone rang for a long time before Jiang Yinyin's sleepy voice came from the other end.

"Uncle, it's so late..."

"Nothing happened at home, right?"

"No."

"Did you hear any noise outside?"

"No, I just fell asleep. Is there a thief?"

"Nothing, will Boss Mu go to work as usual tomorrow?"

"It should be normal work, no other arrangements."

"I understand. Go back to sleep."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yunxiao pondered for a moment and dialed another number.

"I am Wang Yunxiao."

"It's not convenient over there, please do me a favor."

"You don't have to do anything. Just help me keep an eye on this person. If you see him, catch him if you can. If you can't catch him, that's fine. I'll give you a brief description of this person's appearance..."

(End of this chapter)