I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Chapter 109, Chapter 108: The Field Disperses, the Old Woman Enters the City (Second Update, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Your attempts to please others are terribly clumsy!"

In response to Xu Lindong's questioning, the voice of Houtu Niangniang echoed from inside the Tower of Babel.

"Moreover, this vehicle only carries a portion of the power of the Ghost General's divine and supernatural beings, and it has already become corrupted."

Evil and strange things are inherently malevolent and won't always act according to common sense; that's perfectly normal.

""

After questioning Houtu Niangniang, Xu Lindong actually regretted asking the question.

This is merely impotent rage, and it will displease the Goddess Houtu.

After all, the other party had actually helped him a lot in this matter and did not ask for any reward.

He couldn't blame the other party for his defeat; he could only blame his own lack of ability and understanding.

The first few steps went smoothly: he neutralized the spontaneous combustion and explosion inside the car, opened the car door, and escaped with Lu Qian and the others.

Grandpa Liu's death can only be described as an accident.

Evil entities are full of uncertainty; they grow and change as they kill people, and even their patterns may change.

What works now may not work in the future; that's entirely possible.

"Your Majesty is right. My skills are too clumsy and my understanding is insufficient."

"If I had considered the special nature of the evil entity earlier, the solution might not have been entirely correct, and I might have done a better job with a different result."

Xu Lindong's consciousness lingered within the tower, and he had no time to observe the dilapidated chair where he was imprisoned. His consciousness suddenly returned to his body.

In the underground room at the top of the Tower of Babel, Houtu paused for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"interesting..

Her thoughts drifted for a moment, and she seemed to recall someone who had blamed others for their own life or death.

But that seems to have been a long time ago.

After his consciousness returned to his body, Xu Lindong suddenly felt a warm embrace holding him.

A warm, oppressive sensation enveloped him, mixed with an indescribable sense of pressure and a faint fragrance, almost suffocating him.

"Ah Dong, Ah Dong, what's wrong?"

Xu Lindong's eyes regained focus, and he moved his face slightly away, only to see Lu Qian's anxious face very close to his.

The opposing garrison commander's pectoral muscles are quite exaggerated.

He almost fainted from being suffocated by her tight hug and shake.

"Captain Lu, I'm fine, I just got hit by the impact."

Xu Lindong took a breath and said, enduring the pain.

Now that the fighting spirit has subsided and the adrenaline has gone down, the excruciating pain in my back, which felt like it was about to fall apart, has surged back up.

"Nonsense, I know you're injured, I can feel it."

Lu Qian didn't let go at all; instead, she hugged him even tighter.

Immediately afterwards, a gentle breath flowed from her palm into his body, slowly regulating the blood stasis.

Just then, a figure moved closer through the mist, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

Long Ling and the others quickly approached.

"It's not safe here. Let's get out of here to prevent that car from reassembling and reappearing."

Long Ling said with a serious expression.

"Okay, Captain Lu, let me get up, let's go!"

Xu Lindong sat up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the extraordinary motorcycle that had been overturned by the impact not far away.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the motorcycle was made of sturdy material; only the outer shell was deformed, but it wasn't damaged. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to explain it to Zhang Yue when he got back.

Ten minutes later.

Boom boom boom!

The roar of motorcycles came from the fog and soon broke through it, appearing on a plain.

Along with the motorcycle, two other figures also appeared.

Then the ground suddenly bulged up, and a large amount of soil burst out, from which a figure emerged—it was Cai Chen.

Xu Lindong stopped his motorcycle, glanced at Lu Qian behind him who had recovered her breathing, and nodded slightly.

The blessing from the Kitchen God had disappeared from his body. Although his breathing was steady, his complexion was not good.

"It seems the situation at the ancestral hall sinkhole has stabilized. The sinkhole may be sealed soon; the surrounding mist is dissipating, and the influence of the energy field is weakening..."

'

Long Ling turned to look at the fading mist behind her and said with a relaxed expression.

Cai Chen picked up a specially made phone and looked at it. "The signal has been restored, hmm?"

His gaze sharpened, and then he said, "Old Zheng and Old Ye have also left the sinkhole."

Long Ling's eyes flashed as she looked at the rings of gold that appeared in the misty sky in the distance.

It looked like a strange formation made up of sunset clouds, she couldn't help but frown.

"That seemed to be the extraordinary power of Heaven. What powerful method did Mr. Tang use to seal the sinkhole?"

Cai Chenye looked over and shook his head, saying, "We can't fathom the methods of the General Manager. The gap between Sequence Five and Sequence Seven is too great, after all, it's a being that's almost a high-sequence."

Long Ling nodded.

Let alone Sequence 5 at the top of the middle sequence, just that Sequence 6 car with hazard lights almost caused their entire team to crash.

But she sensed that the strange car was probably not as simple as an ordinary Sequence 6 strange object.

It is very likely that it is on the verge of being promoted, and the car's extraordinary power is exceptionally strong.

She suddenly turned to look at Xu Lindong: "Xiao Xu, you're pretty amazing."

How did you come up with that...strange method to crack the car's killing pattern?

Xu Lindong looked at the sexy director, having already prepared a set of words in his mind, and said, "I once read a book called 'Detailed Explanation of Special Items,' which was written by a big shot in the Command.

It details the characteristics of three special types of objects: divine objects, evil objects, and supernatural objects.

The book mentions that the triggering patterns of evil entities are incredibly varied, but with careful observation and thinking from different perspectives, it's possible to find a way to break them.

He paused briefly, then continued, "Actually, I was also taking a gamble."

I viewed that car as something sentient, like a person, and thought that if I pleased it, maybe it would stop killing—purely a gamble.

The contents of the book "Special Items Explained" are true, but he did not tell the truth.

However, since it's acknowledged to be a "gamble," whether it's true or false is no longer important.

Moreover, his actions at the time did indeed align with this narrative, treating the car as if it were a person.

Although it was calculated to be successful in the end, it wasn't entirely successful: the car still exploded, and Grandpa Liu still died.

"Good idea, young people certainly have a creative mind."

Long Ling nodded slightly, "Including your previous success in drawing the blessing power of the Kitchen God's reflection to dispel the evil power on Lu Qian."

And this time, you seem to have had really good luck... Maybe you were just in a state of receiving blessings, which is why your luck is much better than average.

"Yes, that might be it. It's all thanks to the Kitchen God's blessing and protection!" Xu Lindong nodded, but he was still wary.

This time, in order to save Lu Qian and the others, I stood out a bit.

As Long Ling said, one's luck is indeed better when under the blessing of the Kitchen God.

But that's because these colleagues don't investigate further.

If someone is keen to investigate, certain details become difficult to explain.

"We must learn to conceal our strengths in the future! This is also to protect the Tower of Babel."

Xu Lindong thought to himself.

Cai Chen sighed, "It's a pity about Lao Liu. He was just about to retire peacefully, but he got caught up in this incident and now he's lost his life."

""

He was from the same era as Lao Liu, but he was more talented and lucky, which allowed him to advance to Sequence Seven and become the Division Chief.

Seeing yet another contemporary sacrifice his life is naturally painful for me.

Long Ling said, "Old Liu sacrificed himself to cover our escape. I will apply to headquarters to award him an additional first-class merit, and double his compensation."

""

"He also has a son guarding the border in Daxing. That kid'll probably fly into a rage when he hears this news!"

Cai Chen shook his head, lit a cigarette, looked at Xu Lindong, and forced a smile, "His son is about your age, so he's a late-in-life father."

Xu Lindong felt a pang of regret.

In the six months since he joined the Department of Supernatural Beings, he has indeed witnessed the deaths of several extraordinary individuals.

The casualty rate in this industry is really high.

Ordinary people living in the city may rarely see more than two dead people throughout the entire year.

How many people will truly consider how many seemingly glamorous and extraordinary individuals are carrying heavy burdens outside the city?

"Brother Xu, Director Long, thank you so much for saving me this time, otherwise I might have lost my life here."

At this moment, a short-haired woman who hadn't said much stepped forward and bowed to Xu Lindong and Long Ling respectively.

Her name is Tan Pei. She is an extraordinary individual from the Northern District of the Department of Supernatural Powers, a ninth-ranked Law Enforcement Leader. Her abilities are primarily supportive, and she can boost the extraordinary power and confidence of others through her words.

But clearly, her previous performance was poor, and she even lost her composure.

Let alone using correctly formatted decrees to encourage their companions, just surviving is considered a life-saving privilege.

Xu Lindong didn't have much of an impression of this woman, so he nodded politely.

After a brief chat with the two directors, the group prepared to part ways.

Long Ling and Cai Chen went to find Zheng Feng and the others to confirm the current situation and handle the follow-up matters.

Xu Lindong planned to take Lu Qian with him and leave together, clearing away the wandering zombies and ghosts along the way as they headed back to meet up with the other team members.

His mission outside the city this time can be described as a perfect success.

Next, all you need to do is wait two days until you return to the bus location and go back to the city with the rest of the group.

During this time, he planned to continue studying the abilities of the door gods and corpse drivers in the Tower of Babel, and also improve his marksmanship so that he wouldn't be outdone by his junior.

"Captain, let's go!"

Xu Lindong greeted them, twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle roared to life.

"Um!"

Lu Qian leaned forward, her arms encircling Xu Lindong's waist. Suddenly, a gentle aura emanated from her, enveloping the two of them.

The warm current seeped into my limbs and bones like a hot spring, slowly repairing my injuries and replenishing my lost strength.

"Ah Dong, thank you this time."

Lu Qian lowered her voice, "Actually, next time we encounter such a dangerous situation, you really don't need to risk your life for me."

Xu Lindong was stunned for a moment, his body enveloped in a warm aura, while a cold wind blew towards him as he sped along.

He grinned and said, "What are you talking about! If we were really in a life-or-death situation, I definitely wouldn't risk anything recklessly, Captain. Don't worry."

Lu Qian's gentle smile froze slightly.

She bit her lip and suddenly reached out and pinched Xu Lindong's lower back.

"hiss...

"Why do you women always like to pinch here? I'm going to wear a belt next time."

"you?"

Lu Qian seized on the key phrase, "Just how many women have you given rides on your bike?"

Meanwhile, in Jiangcheng.

In a home in Mingjiang Residential Area, a pink teddy bear bed is covered with several rows of photo stickers.

In the photo, Xu Lindong and Yi Qianxun are making exaggerated expressions reminiscent of the non-mainstream era, with stickers that say "I miss it."

The phrase "Ai, your departure" now seems somewhat naive, typical of adolescence.

Yi Qianxun sat cross-legged on the bed, trying several times to gather his qi and cultivate his essence and spirit, but he failed because he was restless. Frustrated, he raised his foot and kicked the blankets wildly, sending all the bedding off the bed.

"Ugh, this is so annoying!"

She suddenly stood up and picked up her phone.

The screen lit up, displaying Xu Lindong's portrait.

Her finger hovered over the chat box, she hesitated for a few seconds, but still didn't press it.

Not yet.

Dongzi is still on a mission outside the city, and the situation there is dangerous, so we can't just send him messages to disturb him.

She put down her phone, walked barefoot to the window, opened it, and looked outside.

I vaguely heard a muffled rumble of thunder in the distance just now, and it made my heart race even from so far away—I wonder how he is doing on his end.

Yi Qianxun stood on tiptoe, pressed his face against the glass, and tried hard to see the distant horizon.

But this is the city center, far from the outskirts of the city, so you can't see the area outside the city that is covered by the field at all.

"If I could cultivate and advance to become the head of the Law Enforcement Pavilion, I could set up rituals at home to bless Dongzi. Even if the effect is weak, it would still be useful, just like when I cheered him on before."

Just then, her extraordinary aura suddenly stirred, her eyes sharpened, and she quickly opened the window, leaning down to scan the streets outside the community.

Her gaze swept over the sidewalk, streetlights, and trash cans outside the residential area—everything seemed normal.

There was only an old woman with gray hair, slowly sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground with a long-handled broom.

She stared at the figure for two seconds, but couldn't see anything unusual; the aura had already disappeared.

"The elderly these days are so pitiful. They're so old, and they're still sweeping the streets outside..."

Yi Qianxun withdrew her gaze, drew the curtains, and turned to walk towards the living room.

"Dad, Mom," she called out, "Dongzi won't be back until the day after tomorrow. I think we should pack some things and go to the Shenyi Division's family compound to see the new house."

"7