The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 369 Montana, Wool Town
"The heaven and earth are natural, and the filthy energy is dispersed. The mystery in the cave is shining brightly. The power of the eight directions makes me natural. Lingbao..."

The cadence of the Divine Mantra for Purifying Heaven and Earth fell loudly, and the gray and black omen invisible to the naked eye dissipated, leaving only the faint stale smell of oxidized wood still floating around.

It was as if a piece of dirty glass covered with dust had been washed away by clean water, and the surrounding scenery became much more vivid.

Pushing open the Victorian-style panel door, Zhu Mingyao slowly walked out of this old mansion.

Passing by a courtyard overgrown with weeds, he stopped for a moment, moved towards the small dry pond, and took a piece of white rain flower stone. With the flick of his index finger, the four seal characters of "Suppress evil and hate disaster" formed a small mark on the head. Go up.

Zhu Mingyao knocked the freshly baked simple stone into the ground. Zhu Mingyao nodded to the real estate salesman who came up to him, and left him to negotiate the closing matters with the owner, while he drifted away.

Beside the wild and interesting roads in the countryside, North American cars are trying to open spikes of white fluff in front of their cars, competing with clusters of freshly green wild mints for living space. Occasionally, a few blue mist grasses secretly bloom out of the cracks. A bunch of small lilac flowers attract the buzzing of bees, and the lively vitality of nature is revealed.

Smartphones have not yet become popular these days, so there are no Internet celebrities checking in for spring outings to disturb the tranquility. Facing the cool spring breeze, the young man walks on the simple and quiet gravel road and opens the file folder tucked under his ribs. .

The midday sun shines through the branches, projecting warm light spots on the paper, illuminating the lines of text.

"...The targets around Sacramento have also been completed." The ballpoint pen rotated between his fingers and added a red check mark to the third line from the bottom.

After completing so much work within a week, Zhu Mingyao was very satisfied with the efficiency of his actions.

With the careful care of Elder Lu Hetong, most of the tasks assigned by Hualian were to eliminate disasters and eliminate evil spirits. The light work of Anzhen Feng Shui, and a few scenes that required battles were just to eliminate a few ghosts, which made Zhu Mingyao relive it. The days when I was chasing away evil spirits and catching ghosts to earn pocket money.

As a formal large organization, even if someone is taking care of it, it must try to be fair and just. Although the difficulty of the task is relatively low, it is quite cumbersome. It is scattered scattered within hundreds of kilometers around San Francisco. If it were not for his cultivation He's tall enough and his legs and feet are fast enough. If it were someone else, it would take at least twice as long.

Now that the locations within Jinzhou have been resolved, the last two remaining ones have to travel a long way, and they happen to be in the same direction...

He shook off a federal map and his eyes fell on a vast plain bordering his northern neighbor.

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On the vast plains of eastern Montana, the scent of early spring is in the air. Pieces of tender green corn seedlings in the field swayed gently in the breeze, as if the green waves of the earth were gently rolling.

The fat sheep spread their hooves and ran happily, like white clouds falling from the sky to the ground.

The gorgeous sunset sheds a dazzling golden glow, dotting the sparse maple forest with splendor. The winding road is like a black ribbon, stretching gracefully across the earth, joining hands with an artificial canal made of stones. town.

The gurgling water erases the sharp edges of the blue stone bricks, inadvertently revealing the weight of history.

Although the quiet countryside is not as lively as the big cities, it still has its own entertainment activities to pass the time. It is almost evening, and the residents who have finished their hard work for the day walk out of their houses in twos and threes and gather at the bar at the intersection of the town.

"Flush, haha, I won!"

The half bottle of finely foamy malt beer bottomed out instantly. The rough-faced man wiped the corners of his mouth excitedly, and a few drops of wine accidentally splashed on the police uniform on his chest.

"Give me money, give me money!" While sighing, the farmer in denim overalls picked up the scraps of wool stained on his body and reluctantly slapped a few coins on the counter:
"Kane, you guys should be on duty at the police station today, right? Go back if you don't, or I'll file a complaint against you!"

"Whatever." The man laughed loudly, pushed the coin towards the gray-haired old bartender, and ordered another fried lamb chop.

"Our respected mayor received a call at noon and said that someone important was coming to help resolve the nervous complaints from out-of-town tourists, so he sent me to wait." He pointed to the open door, then turned around and picked up two Peanuts paired with wine make a crunching sound when chewed.

"Police or detectives? If you ask me to say that those backpackers are talking nonsense! How can they prove that people were lost here?"

A brisk young voice interrupted his complaint, "If the mayor you are talking about is Mr. Jeff Logins, then the person you have to wait for should be me."

Kane looked back in shock and saw an Asian young man with black hair and black eyes, carrying a shoulder bag, standing behind him at some point.

"Your driving skills are really good. I didn't hear any noise at all." After verifying his identity, the man complimented politely.

"You guessed it wrong, officer, because..." Zhu Mingyao smiled softly: "I came here on foot."

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"In addition to their magical fighting skills, when did these Eastern ethnic groups start practicing long-distance running?"

After sending the person into the town government building, the man was still thinking hard.

However, neither the long-awaited commander nor the mysterious unknown visitor had time to pay attention to the doubts in his heart.

"Welcome, I am the mayor of this town, Jeff Logins." Probably in order to appear more solemn and formal, even though it was already dark, the gray-haired mayor still put on a neat ceremonial suit, with a beard. He was also trimmed cleanly, and only the occasional gloominess in his eyes revealed his bad mood.

"Can you please introduce the specific situation?"

Zhu Mingyao shook hands with the other party and asked carefully.

The information only shows that there are unusual disappearances and suspicions of supernatural evil, but there is a lack of detailed information.

The old mayor sighed melancholy: "Levans Ranch is one of the earliest settlements in the state. It used to be one of the centers of planting and wool textile industries. There are many historical relics in Montana, which is vast and sparsely populated. It’s a rare cultural landscape.”

"So basically every month there are many tourists coming, which also brings some extra income to the town. But since three months ago." His voice became dry, like overnight bread that was difficult to swallow. .

"Tourists have claimed one after another that their companions have mysteriously disappeared after completing the tour."

Logins' face wrinkled in distress, "So far, there have been four reports, but we also applied for manpower from above and conducted a town-wide investigation, but nothing was found."

He shrugged helplessly, "Originally I thought it was a mistake. After all, it is normal for travelers on the road to come and go. But after my son who works in your chamber of commerce heard about it, he seemed very nervous. You must ask for help.”

(End of this chapter)