I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 519 Encirclement and Slaughter of Evil Spirits
Shen Xuanxuan's burning gaze fell on Su Fan, but it was soon blocked by Theresa.

The nun stood in front of Su Fan with a slightly wary look, then turned her head and whispered to him.

"Is he interested in you? Is it possible that the Taoist priests over there allow homosexuality? Isn't that country supposed to be conservative?"

Child, you have no idea how diverse people were in ancient times. Even today, there are quite a few people in the Taoist community who have homosexual relationships.

But this time you're really overthinking it.

He wanted to recruit me into their sect to help him revitalize it.

Su Fan's voice appeared directly in her mind, but his lips did not move at all, a strange phenomenon that greatly surprised Theresa.

I'm communicating with you directly through telepathy now, without needing to speak. When you want to tell me something, you can relax a little and say it in your mind; I can hear you.

[What amazing magic! It feels like a divine revelation from the Bible. I think I've seen similar techniques in martial arts novels.]

That's called "transmitting sound secretly," which is fundamentally different in principle from this, but the purpose is the same.

After this thought came to Theresa, she immediately called out to Su Fan in her mind.

[Su Fan, Su Fan, can you hear me?]

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Su Fan's voice was heard again.

Yes, I can hear you.

Hey.

Theresa giggled unconsciously.

This secret channel, known only to him and me, feels like whispering in bed, making my heart tingle with a sweet, itchy sensation.

Su Fan didn't notice Theresa's reaction and continued to observe the details of the formation.

With his keen eyesight, he could naturally tell which part belonged to the original formation and which part had been altered by outsiders.

But Su Fan had developed a habit of careful observation from a very young age.

Looking at it this way, he did indeed notice some details.

"This formation has been tampered with, and the other party is very likely observing the changes here from somewhere."

Shen Xuanxuan stepped forward.

"Besides the evil spirits lurking here, we still need to find clues about the perpetrators."

Perhaps thinking of the formidable enemy lurking in the shadows, Shen Xuanxuan's voice carried a heavy tone.

But Su Fan shook his head and revealed news that shocked him greatly.

"There's no need for that anymore. They're long gone and have no place to be buried."

How did you find out?

Shen Xuanxuan seemed to have thought of something, and his gaze fell on the magic array below again.

"Could it be this?"

"The pigments used in the formation are mixed with blood in addition to cinnabar, and this blood does not come from livestock."

Upon hearing what Su Fan said, Shen Xuanxuan nodded, but then realized something was amiss.

"Can you distinguish between human blood and animal blood with the naked eye?!"

Su Fan didn't speak, but used a piece of paper to wipe out a part of the magic circle on the ground and extend it out.

When Theresa and Shen Xuanxuan looked closer, they discovered the white particles mixed in with the black and red ink.

"what is this?"

"Salt."

Su Fan began to explain.

"All living things crave salt, but only humans can easily obtain it, which results in human flesh and blood having a much higher salt content than livestock."

"The function of the formation has been altered from gathering wealth to gathering evil spirits and nourishing yin. By deducing the function and finding the foundation of the formation, we can see that there are subtle differences in the way the formation is written."

"The thickness was uneven at the beginning, and uneven thickness will lead to unstable results, so the actual operator is undoubtedly a layman."

Shen Xuanxuan followed the direction Su Fan pointed and indeed saw some discordant elements.

"But after that, the writing became unusually smooth, a stark contrast to its previous performance."

"Possession! The evil spirit here has possessed the operator and is continuing his previous work!"

Shen Xuanxuan revealed the obvious answer. "Not only that, the black and red colors here range from dark to light. The 'pigment' for drawing the array was plentiful at first, but became severely insufficient later on."

At this point, Su Fan made his final statement.

"The evil spirit possessed the operator, cut open his artery, mixed his blood with cinnabar, and altered the magic circle. The possessed operator eventually died from excessive blood loss."

Shen Xuanxuan took a deep breath.

The terrifying scene seemed to flash through his mind.

In the dark and deserted office area, a figure, expressionless and dazed, used his own blood to draw an ominous magic circle on the ground.

Behind him, pale, ghostly figures stood in rows...

The shock of suddenly discovering the truth sent chills down his spine.

However, he soon felt a pang of regret.

The young man before me, with his meticulous thinking, extensive knowledge, and terrifying observational skills, was able to glean so much information simply from the array beneath the carpet.

The truth hidden in the darkness was revealed to them after being carefully unraveled.

Looking at the young man's face, there was no change whatsoever; he seemed completely unafraid of the terrifying and bizarre behavior of the evil spirit.

Bold, meticulous, and diligent, he was simply born to be a Taoist priest, exorcising evil spirits and demons.

Heaven is jealous of talent.

Shen Xuanxuan then truly realized the weight of this word.

The other party's comprehension and talent, even if they have only the slightest bit of the physique for cultivation, will be taken as a disciple by a master who is skilled in divination before they even come of age.

This would be a genius who is no less than, and perhaps even surpasses, that traitorous disciple of the Xuanmen sect.

However, the current situation does not allow him to have too many feelings of regret or lamentation.

Because an even more severe and terrifying reality was already laid out before him.

The evil spirits here are not just lowly minions who can only use tricks like "ghostly illusions," but a group of far more terrifying beings!

Their knowledge of Taoist practices indicates that they had previously clashed with people from the Xuanmen (Taoist) sect.

Since the evil spirit was unharmed, the fate of the Taoist priest who fought against it is self-evident.

One of the three tribulations of Heaven, Earth, and Man has already passed, and the evil spirits here have long since become a force to be reckoned with.

Shen Xuanxuan's body suddenly began to tremble violently.

"We can't stay here any longer!"

He no longer possessed the ease he had when facing the vengeful spirits; fine beads of cold sweat even appeared on his face.

"We need to get out of here as soon as possible."

"Why?"

Shen Xuanxuan clearly did not expect the young man to ask such a question.

"Because these evil spirits' main target is not the ordinary people below; they are merely bait!"

"Their goal is to use the series of murders that have occurred here to lure out some, but not many, superhumans so they can surround and kill them!"

He moved swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, he was at the edge of the emergency exit from the center of the building.

"Miss Selva, and you too, hurry up and leave this hotel with me!"

As Shen Xuanxuan spoke, he reached for the door.

But upon contact, I felt a strange sensation.

The passageway door, which had previously felt cold and hard to the touch, seemed to have been made of a different material; it was not only uneven but also seemed to have some elasticity.

Shen Xuanxuan looked down and saw that his hand was touching a strange, pale smiling face!

That smiling face replaced the door, standing in front of him.

"Hehehehe..."

Laughter came from all directions, shaking people's minds.

"What clever Taoist priests! It's just a pity you discovered it too late."

(End of this chapter)