My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 417 Door

Jiang Xinghuo looked at Aladdin in front of him and thought that this bearded man was quite tricky, but he also saw his opponent's weakness, which was that his means of attack were limited and he could only rely on the little genie in his hand.

I don’t know if it’s just him or if all foreign players are like this.

Jiang Xinghuo glanced to the side and found that the methods used by those foreign game players were relatively simple. Most of them relied on some kind of props to attack the enemy.

The power he possesses is not that strong. It can only be said that it is stronger than ordinary people. But compared with those old players, it pales in comparison.

This may be due to the different concepts of domestic and foreign players.

Of course, it may also be that there are differences in gaming styles at home and abroad.

According to the limited understanding we have at present, most domestic game players like to take credit for the great power.

Foreign game players, on the contrary, prefer the strange and varied magical props.

Jiang Xinghuo was thinking about these things when a cold wind blew in from the front again.

Aladdin quickly wiped the oil lamp in his hand, and opened his two blue fists left and right, attacking Jiang Xinghuo at an extremely fast speed.

However, the little lamp god moved quickly, and Jiang Xinghuo's speed was not much slower. The Dragon King's Taoist soldiers waved repeatedly, leaving countless afterimages and streams of light. After several collisions, he did not suffer any loss at all. Instead, the little lamp god's fist was covered in blood and his skin was torn.

Jiang Xinghuo didn't want to continue fighting with the other party, so he simply used his thunder magic. A brilliant and dazzling red lightning suddenly fell from the sky and submerged Aladdin's figure.

When the lightning faded, Aladdin was seen with black smoke floating around his body. He was burnt all over and lay on the ground twitching constantly, with only half his breath left.

The oil lamp also became tattered and had lost its original color. Even if it was thrown into the garbage dump, no one would be willing to pick it up.

"Little Lamp Spirit (junk), a golden oil lamp that was shattered by thunder. It has lost its value for reuse, and the spirit that lived in it has also died."

Jiang Xinghuo closed the Tathagata Treasury and ignored Aladdin. Since the other party had lost his threat, there was no need to kill him. The follow-up matters would be handled by the Public Opinion Survey Bureau.

He looked up at the tense battlefield. Although the Arabs had the advantage in numbers, they did not gain the upper hand at all. Instead, they were beaten back step by step.

At this time, the wind and thunder image behind Jiang Miaozhen had dissipated, and the several Middle Eastern people who had just surrounded her and attacked her had all followed in Aladdin's footsteps.

The battle on Lin Tianshou's side was almost over. The several Middle Eastern men who had fought with him were all buried in the ground, with only their heads exposed so that they could breathe.

But what attracted Jiang Xinghuo's attention the most was the game player whose inherited relic was the "Impurous Vajra".

No one knew what method he used, but anyone who came into contact with him would be infected with severe pus and would lie on the ground, wailing and rolling around.

Jiang Xinghuo observed the situation and did not stand there to watch the fun. He rushed into the crowd with the Dragon King's soldiers and helped the Public Opinion Bureau deal with the remaining Middle Eastern people.

Half an hour later.

The battle is over.

All the criminals were dealt with, Jiang Miaozhen also untied the blockade of the Dongtian Talisman, and cordons were set up on both sides of the Jingyun River, which was filled with police cars and ambulances.

"Team Leader Lin..."

Jiang Xinghuo greeted.

"Take these bastards back and lock them up for a few days before trial. They can have their meals as usual, but no one is allowed to talk to them..."

Lin Tianshou wiped the sweat off his head, walked over and patted Jiang Xinghuo on the shoulder, and said with a smile:
"It seems that you have become much stronger. That Middle Eastern guy is very difficult to deal with. He is just a coward. You can help me a lot by dealing with him."

"Oh, by the way, how do you know about this place?"

Lin Tianshou was a little puzzled. Today's operation was a secret one, designed to catch those Middle Eastern people off guard.

So apart from the people who are carrying out the mission, no one else should know about this. How did Jiang Xinghuo know about it?
"Ah, it's just a coincidence. By the way, Team Leader Lin, I want to ask you something. Is she one of your people as well?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked at Jiang Miaozhen who was walking towards them.

"What, do you like her?"

Lin Tianshou smiled and joked, "I think you two are a good match, but he is from Kyoto and holds a higher position in the bureau than me. Can you do it?"

"Don't talk nonsense, she's my sister, my cousin, we're related by blood." Jiang Xinghuo said speechlessly.

"Your sister?"

Lin Tianshou was also stunned for a moment.

"Yes, I just recognized him today."

Jiang Xinghuo briefly explained the matter.

After hearing this, Lin Tianshou suddenly realized and said, "So that's how it is. Old Master Jiang is your great grandfather. Congratulations to you guys."

While they were talking, Jiang Miaozhen also walked over from a distance, holding the cave talisman in her hand.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Jiang Miaozhen frowned slightly.

Although she sensed that Jiang Xinghuo was a game player, she didn't know how strong he was. Besides, this matter had nothing to do with him, so she didn't involve him.

But in the end, this cousin was still dragged into this turmoil. Fortunately, he was quite strong. Otherwise, how would she explain to her family if he got injured?

"I ate too much for dinner, so I went out for a walk. It just so happened that I ran into this..."

Jiang Xinghuo talked nonsense, but no one believed him. The commercial street was not close to here. It took more than ten minutes to drive there, let alone walk here.

Jiang Miaozhen rolled her eyes at him, turned around and looked at Lin Tianshou, and said, "Team Leader Lin, I'll leave the follow-up matters to you. See if you can pry their mouths open."

"Okay, don't worry, Director Jiang. I'll take care of the rest. A few days ago, the bureau caught a truth-telling ghost, so it's a good opportunity to test the quality of these Arabs."

Lin Tianshou agreed readily.

Hearing the address from Lin Tianshou, Jiang Xinghuo was quite curious. It seemed that his cousin had a high status in the Public Opinion Survey Bureau.

"Team Lin, who are these Arabs?"

Jiang Xinghuo suddenly asked curiously.

"They are old acquaintances of ours. They come from an organization called the Black Cult, also known as the Black Brotherhood."

Lin Tianshou said meaningfully: "Do you still remember those players who died tragically?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xinghuo immediately recalled that it was not long after he entered the game and Lin Tianshou found him in order to investigate three murders.

The friendship between the two began at that time. Later, Jiang Xinghuo used the Yellow Springs Lantern to reflect the deceased's experience before his death.

He remembered that a female player died miserably, her body twisted into a knot by a pair of big blue hands, and she looked very similar to the genie in Aladdin.

"The murderer of those three murders is Aladdin, the Middle Eastern man who was almost killed by the thunderbolt you caused." "And the shared live broadcast a few days ago was also the work of this group of people, and it also hurt several brothers in the bureau."

Lin Tianshou let out a long sigh, looked at the mess on the ground, and said in a deep voice:
"We didn't catch the murderer at the beginning, so they found a chance to escape. This time we finally caught them. I will find out where they are in the country and I will kill these bastards at once."

Jiang Xinghuo nodded after hearing this, and suddenly felt as if something was pulling at his sleeve. He looked down and saw that it was a pale blue calf with arcs of electricity flashing between its fur.

The Tathagatagarbha opens and small pupils appear.

"Wind and Thunder Bull (rare), an underage exotic beast with Kui Niu bloodline. Not only does it have the ability to control wind and attract thunder, it can also walk freely on the water. It has a natural liking for wind and thunder attributes."

"Xiao Lei, don't be rude to the guests..."

A little girl saw the calf biting Jiang Xinghuo's sleeve, so she hurried over, took the calf aside, and kept apologizing to Jiang Xinghuo.

"It's okay, this little guy is pretty cute."

Jiang Xinghuo smiled and waved his hands, then squatted down and opened his arms. The calf ran over and rubbed against Jiang Xinghuo's arms.

"Why won't this little guy let me touch it..."

At this time, an envious voice came from the side.

Jiang Xinghuo looked up and saw that it was the player whose relic was the Impure Vajra. Looking at the calf in Jiang Xinghuo's arms, his face was full of envy.

"The Wind-Thunder Bull is a beast with thunder attributes. It is most sensitive to the power of wind and thunder. Your cultivation method is not of the wind-thunder attribute, so the Wind-Thunder Bull will naturally repel you from getting close."

Jiang Miaozhen explained a few words on the side.

"Let's go find a place to have a midnight snack. It's my treat. We can eat and talk at the same time."

Lin Tianshou dusted off his hands, called out to his brothers, and they headed straight for the seafood stalls in the city.

"Sister Zhen, what is the origin of this black-clad Arab, and how come its influence has spread to our country?"

In the jeep, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly asked this question. Zhao Dapeng and Chen Yiyi in the back seat were like curious babies, waiting for Jiang Miaozhen's answer.

"The Black Arabs organization has a long history, dating back to the Sui and Tang dynasties, and its influence spread across Central Asia and East Asia."

"Because the Arab region was called Daqin in ancient times, and those assassins liked to wear black robes, the foreigners called them the Black Daqin."

"The founder of this organization came from the secular world. The ancestor was a powerful man in the secular world named Old Man in the Mountain."

"The old man in the mountain? The Holy Fire Order of the Ming Cult!" Zhao Dapeng in the back seat suddenly shouted.

"Yes, that old man in the mountain."

Jiang Miaozhen said while driving:
"The old man in the mountain was originally an assassin leader under the Lord of the secular world. After the night of dawn, he took advantage of the chaos to come to the secular world and created the prototype of this organization in the Middle Ages."

"But the influence of the Black Caliphate spread to our country only at the beginning of the last century, when foreign powers invaded and our country was lost, and the influence of the Black Caliphate was introduced to China."

"Over the years, the Black Caliphate has become deeply rooted in the country. It is not easy to completely eradicate it."

"If we can't kill them with one strike, they'll easily come back to life. This time they've also set their sights on the ancient tombs under the canal, so they want to steal all the goodies in the tombs before we start excavating them."

"As a result, the Public Opinion Bureau discovered their whereabouts, which led to what happened tonight."

After Jiang Miaozhen introduced the general situation, the car arrived at the destination and the group walked into the private room of the restaurant.

At the dinner table, the topic of discussion among everyone also revolved around this matter, and they all wanted to eradicate the Black Arabs completely.

To put it bluntly, foreign forces and organizations are causing trouble in the country, and no man with blood in his veins can tolerate this.

It would be fine if I didn’t have the ability, but now that I have it, how can I just ignore it?

Moreover, Lin Tianshou also deduced a conclusion.

That is, if these Arabs fail tonight, the Arabs may become desperate and send their experts to forcibly seize the ancient tomb, and then another war is inevitable.

"Team Lin, can I ask what's in that ancient tomb?" Jiang Xinghuo asked Lin Tianshou beside him.

"You are not an outsider, so it is okay to tell you the news. According to our internal investigation, there is a big door hidden in the ancient tomb. The Black-robed Arabs came here just for that door."

"door?"

Jiang Xinghuo didn't quite understand. "Could that gate be some kind of treasure? Is it worth mobilizing so many troops?"

"What if it's a door that connects to the secular world?"

Jiang Miaozhen said beside him:

"The door in the ancient tomb is likely to be connected to the secular world. If it falls into the hands of those lawless people, the consequences will be disastrous."

"At that time, not only can they travel from Earth to the secular world, but the creatures in the secular world can also come to Earth through the gate."

"So, this door must be kept by us and must not fall into the hands of others, otherwise things will be completely out of control in the future."

After listening to this, Jiang Xinghuo quickly understood what Jiang Miaozhen meant. If this door fell into the hands of the Black Arabs or other unofficial forces.

Then the other party can use this as a bargaining chip to ask the country to meet their various unreasonable demands.

If the relevant departments do not agree, they can open this door and allow the evil spirits in the secular world to come to the earth through this door.

It may even attract those terrifying unknown beings.

By that time, social order will be on the verge of collapse.

Because even if all the domestic players are added together, it is still a drop in the bucket compared to the country's population of more than one billion, and it is simply impossible to protect everyone.

"This thing must not fall into the hands of others!!"

Jiang Xinghuo also immediately came to a conclusion and said:

"If you want to do it, notify me in advance and I'll go over to help. If this thing falls into the hands of those people, things will be really troublesome."

"Don't worry, brother. You can't push it even if you want to. If we don't take action, facing the power of the secular world, others will have no way to resist."

Lin Tianshou's words were not an exaggeration.

The people of the Black Caliphate are also mortals. If they are hit by a bullet head-on, they will die, but the prerequisite is that you can hit them.

If you can't hit the person, even if you have a Barrett in your hand, you can only stare and do nothing, unless you can make up your mind and use large-scale firepower coverage.

But that would be fine if it happened in the wilderness, but using this method in the city would result in hurting one thousand enemies and one hundred thousand of your own men. It is a last resort.

This is the only update today. I will sort it out later and improve the outline below.
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