After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 205: Come to pick up people

The person who spoke pulled out something wrapped in a roll of waterproof cloth from behind his back, pulled open the cloth, and unfolded it to reveal a piece of calligraphy with only two large characters "life" and "death" on it.

He injected his spiritual power into the word "death". A strong black aura condensed from the word "death" and attacked the female bodyguard in front.

Among the other men in black, some took out soul-breaking Tang swords, while others took out colorful fire dragon heads.

But what made them despair was that it was useless, absolutely useless!

No matter whether it was the death character, the soul-breaking power of the Tang sword, or the spiritual fire, they were all useless. A flash of spiritual light passed through the bodies of the female bodyguards, and they were fine, without a scratch, and even the offensive did not weaken at all.

His fists danced vigorously, hitting each man in black with one punch.

One of the female bodyguards was not only extremely strong but also incredibly fast. She broke directly into their encirclement and they had no power to fight back.

It’s not that the men in black don’t want to run away, but they can’t run away because all the ways out are blocked.

Only a few men in black who had spiritual objects on them had spiritual objects for self-defense and held out for a while longer, but only for a while.

Soon, the spiritual objects used for self-defense were shattered under the continuous attacks of the female bodyguards, and they were also controlled by the female bodyguards.

The rain stopped.

The sounds of fighting inside and outside the house also disappeared.

The men in black had their weapons confiscated, were tied up tightly, and thrown into the yard.

As they knelt on the wet bluestone bricks, they still hadn't figured out what these female bodyguards were and how they could not be killed by guns or hurt by spiritual objects.

Song Miaozhu handed the person over to the paper soldiers for guarding, and went into the house to get rid of the possession. Then she asked the paper soldiers who had been freed from the possession to manifest their spiritual appearance and follow her out.

In the eyes of those people in the courtyard, Song Miaozhu finally appeared.

They had no idea that she was the one who hit them the fastest and hardest.

"What are these 'people'?" asked a man in black.

Song Miaozhu did not answer. She looked at the group of masked men in black.

The group of people using guns can be said to be very well-trained.

However, the group that used spiritual objects had basically no signs of training, but they were able to support the consumption of key spiritual objects, and their cultivation was obviously good.

Song Miaozhu signaled to the paper soldiers behind him, and they immediately stepped forward and removed the masks from the faces of the men in black.

Most of the faces under the masks were unfamiliar, but Song Miaozhu was very familiar with the ones who had just used spiritual objects.

The person who just spoke was also the one who had used the only unfamiliar calligraphy-type spiritual object. He was Feng Jinwen, the former deputy director of the Beijing Spiritual Adjustment Bureau.

The others were also on the punishment list of the underworld. They were all relatively young and had only committed level twelve medium evil, and were fined ten years of their life span.

She remembered all the names and had made the curse paper figures.

Each of them had a strong spiritual light between their eyebrows, at least 90,000 cubic meters of red spiritual power.

Song Miaozhu's silence made Feng Jinwen and others feel uneasy.

If she spoke, they could still judge something from her, and if they were well prepared in the future, they might be able to succeed.

But she didn't say a word, and her eyes still made them shudder.

Feng Jinwen recalled the first time he saw her. Even through the video, he could tell she was trying hard to hide something. She appeared defensive, but with just a few words, she fell into his trap and revealed her secret. She was just a bit clever, but still too naive.

He didn't expect that it was this person whom he ignored that would bring them to this point.

Now he realized that she was hiding more secrets than he thought.

Feng Jinwen wanted to know more of her cards and kept provoking her to talk, but Song Miaozhu didn't respond. She was thinking about how to deal with these people.

Should I kill them directly? Or should I hand them over to the Spiritual Adjustment Bureau and curse them to death later?

No matter which one, Song Miaozhu had no intention of letting them live.

Thinking of the important spiritual objects in their hands that were specially supplied to the Spirit Adjustment Bureau, Song Miaozhu thought about it and decided to keep them alive for the time being.

She had to find out what the Spiritual Adjustment Bureau meant now.

Is the Spiritual Investigation Bureau using them to deal with her, hiding behind and pretending to be a good person, or are these people still inside the Spiritual Investigation Bureau?

If there are people behind this, we must find them all and catch them all in one fell swoop to avoid any more trouble in the future.

People who have been cursed with evil and are completely afraid of death will do anything to live longer, so we have to be on guard against them.

But before that, I still have to fight to vent my anger.

The paper soldiers understood her meaning and immediately beat up the men in black on the ground, and in the process, they quietly collected their blood and hair.

This way, there would be no risk of error; she could let them die anytime she wanted.

After the invisible little paper servants climbed onto the half-dead person in the yard and hid themselves, Song Miaozhu called Zhao Huoyan and said, "Come and pick him up."

Zhao Huoyan, who was working late into the night to carve wood, was shocked when he heard her words: "What happened to you? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but something's wrong with your Spiritual Adjustment Bureau." Song Miaozhu said.

Whether it was a trap set by the Spiritual Adjustment Bureau or someone within the Bureau betrayed it, it was not a good thing for the Bureau.

The black-clothed man has too many important and dangerous spiritual objects on him, including the colorful fire dragon head, the soul-breaking Tang sword, and the Lanting sword book. He only needs Master He Zhen's tiger and bear embroidered fan to catch all the important spiritual objects of the Spirit Adjustment Bureau.

Master He Zhen's embroidery is done too slowly, and the production of tiger and bear embroidered fans is not large, otherwise there might be tiger and panda animal spirits that have just joined the battle.

The Jade Talisman of Peace is possessed by all those who have cultivated themselves.

Song Miaozhu also found two strings of Thousand-Eyed Bodhi beads.

This is obviously not something that can be explained by the spiritual objects sold privately by elite masters.

Elite masters are people who are very dedicated to studying their own skills, so they can improve their skills faster than others and raise more powerful spiritual creatures.

An elite master would sell spiritual objects to them privately, but he wouldn't sell them all, right?
Moreover, only the maker himself can transfer the right to use the spiritual object by changing the owner of the spiritual object. There is no possibility of changing the owner privately.

There is no need to worry about selling it. If you sell it privately, you will sell it to people with whom you have a good relationship.

What’s more, dangerous spiritual objects are not even allowed to be sold privately!
Song Miaozhu only read out the important spiritual objects she had confiscated one by one, and Zhao Huoyan stood up in shock: "Please wait, we will be there soon! These spiritual objects must have been leaked without the knowledge of the Spiritual Adjustment Bureau."

He also knew what it meant to find a key spiritual object under the control of the Spiritual Adjustment Bureau in the hands of those people, and how meaningless his words were.

Fearing that Master Song would become suspicious of the Spirit Adjustment Bureau, he gathered people at night and rushed to Xiaozhu Mountain together.

Only on the way did I have time to contact the headquarters and report the matter.