Dao Qi Wu Zang Guan Guan: I became a Daoist Master in the 1990s

Chapter 111 Master Gongyang
The person who got off the bus had sharp eyes that swept over the two of them, and then lingered for a moment on Song Wan's rough, bandaged jaw.

The glaring gauze and her pale, bloodless face made him frown suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, another tall and muscular man, wearing the same dark Zhongshan suit, got out of the car.

"Boss?!"

"Old man?!"

Upon seeing the face of the newcomer, Song Wan and Li Fang were both shocked and exclaimed in their hearts almost simultaneously, their minds going completely blank for a moment.

The person who arrived was none other than Song Dingqian, the one who had given them the orders!
Upon hearing the sound, Song Dingqian glanced at them, his gaze lingering heavily on Song Wan's wounds and pale face for a moment, the furrows between his brows deepening, but he did not speak immediately.

At this moment, the third passenger slowly disembarked.

This person was dressed in a dark blue Taoist robe and wore a Hunyuan scarf on his head. He had a thin face and a clear, otherworldly temperament, like a Taoist practitioner who had stepped out of an ancient painting.

He first turned to the empty, lifeless bus, and nodded slightly in a calm manner: "Thank you for your trouble."

The carriage was like a tomb, devoid of any response. Only the faint sound of the doors closing silently filled the air.

The eerie D584 bus started up silently again, like a weightless ghost, gliding straight toward the immobile Song Wan and Li Fang.

Extreme fear gripped their hearts; their pupils contracted sharply, yet they couldn't even lift a finger, forced to watch helplessly as the massive front of the vehicle, carrying a chilling aura, hurtled towards them.

The expected annihilation did not occur.

The bus, like a fleeting bubble, passed right through their bodies, leaving behind only an extreme chill that penetrated to the bone and froze their blood.

Then it disappeared into the thick, impenetrable darkness behind them, vanishing without a trace.

As it disappeared, the thick, suffocating, seemingly alive darkness receded rapidly like a tide. Above, the dim streetlights struggled to light up again with a "zzzz," casting swaying halos of light.

The headlights of the Santana next to it suddenly shone brightly, and the engine spontaneously emitted a deep and reassuring idling roar.

The stiffness in my body vanished instantly, and my blood started flowing again.

Song Wan and Li Fang suddenly bent over, breathing heavily. Cold sweat had already soaked through their backs, and their hearts were pounding so hard they felt like they were going to burst out of their chests.

They looked at the three people walking towards them, still shaken.

Song Dingqian, the unfamiliar and aloof man in a Zhongshan suit, and the Taoist priest with extraordinary temperament, were filled with doubts that stuck in their throats.

Song Dingqian stepped forward, his voice low, breaking the silence: "Let me introduce you. This is Captain Zhong Weiguo of the Headquarters Special Operations Team."

This is Master Gongyang from Qingyang Palace. He came specifically for this matter.

He didn't mention the strange bus from earlier at all.

Song Wan and Li Fang immediately understood that this was another top secret matter. According to the bureau's ironclad rules, they could not ask about it, they had to pretend they hadn't seen it, and they must never mention a word about it in the future.

"Greetings, Captain Zhong! Greetings, Master Gongyang!" The two immediately composed themselves, straightened their postures, and greeted him respectfully.

Li Fang's heart was in turmoil.

Just a moment ago he was mentioning the mysterious Qingyang Palace, and now its master has appeared before him in such an unimaginable way.

Zhong Weiguo's expression was as cold and hard as iron, but he nodded his chin almost imperceptibly.

The Taoist priest Gongyang, standing to the side, had a gentle and peaceful expression. He held one palm up in front of his chest and bowed slightly in a smooth and natural manner, performing a standard Taoist kowtow with an elegant and composed posture.

"Did you bring the bloodstained clothes?" Zhong Weiguo asked, his words concise and to the point. "Yes!" Li Fang snapped to attention, quickly turned around, pulled the heavy black evidence bag from the back seat of the Santana, and handed it over with both hands.

Zhong Weiguo did not take over, and turned his gaze to Master Gongyang.

The Taoist priest stepped forward, took the bag directly, and took out the tattered clothes inside, which were stained with large patches of dark brown dried blood. He held them in his left palm without any hesitation.

He immediately raised his right hand, his five fingers rapidly changing to form a complex and ancient hand seal, his lips slightly moving as he silently recited the mantra.

The surrounding air seemed to be disturbed by an invisible force, creating extremely subtle ripples.

Under the tense gaze of Song Wan and Li Fang, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

The blood-stained robe suddenly burst into flames without any fire, instantly transforming into a dark, leaping black flame. Strangely, the flame gently licked the Taoist priest's fingertips and robe without harming it in the slightest.

The thick black smoke from the burning did not dissipate; instead, it twisted, swirled, and condensed in mid-air like a living thing, vaguely outlining a strange and ancient rune shape...

However, just as the black smoke rune was about to completely solidify!

"puff!"

With a soft sound, as if an invisible giant hand had suddenly and forcefully clenched its fist, the black smoke suddenly exploded and vanished without a trace!

At the same time, Master Gongyang's body trembled violently, and an abnormal crimson color suddenly surged onto his face. He opened his mouth abruptly and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. He staggered and swayed twice, and the otherworldly aura around him immediately withered and dissipated.

"Taoist Priest!"

Zhong Weiguo and Song Dingqian simultaneously cried out and rushed forward to help.

Master Gongyang waved his hand, wiped the blood from his lips with his wide sleeve, took a deep breath of the crisp air, forcibly suppressed his surging blood and qi, a deep sense of shock and disbelief flashed in his eyes, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"It's nothing... just a backlash from the spell. What powerful techniques... to be able to wipe out all residual energy in an instant and break my 'Soul-Chasing Seal' from a distance... This person's abilities far exceed our expectations!"

Upon hearing this, Song Dingqian's face became so grave it was almost dripping with water: "With your cultivation level, Daoist Master, even tracking would result in such a backlash? That Qi Yun... who exactly is he..."

"It seems that the path of magical tracking has been blocked."

Zhong Weiguo interrupted coldly, his tone resolute, "We can only use the most rudimentary method! How's the investigation of the police surveillance network going?"

Li Fang snapped to attention, immediately straightened his back, and reported in a loud voice: "Report to Captain Zhong! We have coordinated with the Municipal Bureau and deployed all available resources to conduct a comprehensive screening and comparison of surveillance footage from major intersections throughout the city. We are currently analyzing the possible route of the target van frame by frame."

I believe a breakthrough will be achieved soon!

……

Meanwhile, inside the tenement building.

The lingering echoes of Qi Yun's chanting of the Rebirth Sutra gradually faded into the empty corridor.

Upstairs, the still-shaken Li Jun and his wife helped each other as they carefully descended the stairs.

Seeing Qi Yun unharmed and Qin Weimin lying on the ground looking peaceful as if he had just fallen asleep, both of them were shocked, their eyes filled with astonishment and lingering fear. They stood aside, holding their breath, not daring to disturb him.

Qi Yun looked up at them and asked what had happened after she left.

Li Jun then recounted in a trembling, incoherent voice the entire story of Qi Yun's escape through the broken window, the terrifying footsteps, the strange changes in the stairwell, his rescue by Old Man Qin opening the door in his desperate situation, and the subsequent tragic and unbelievable events.

(End of this chapter)