Chapter 817

When he arrived at a pond, Shen Lang suddenly heard the news coming from the front. He immediately hid behind a tiled house and looked ahead carefully.

Huaziling also hid behind the house.

Three men in strange robes were chattering by the pond.

Shen Lang's eyebrows raised, these people dressed a bit like Thai monks, three people's Cuffs from time to time fly out of a large red fog.

It's no doubt that these three people were the ones who killed the blood poison!

But these three people are not martial arts, just ordinary people.

Shen Lang vaguely remembers that in Southeast Asia, especially in Thailand, there is a very secret organization of head down officers, which has gathered a large number of head reducers.

Before Shen Lang was still a killer in Longteng, he had heard of this organization. However, the operation of this organization has always been extremely secretive, and Shen Lang does not know what they are doing.

It's no wonder that Shen Lang felt that this kind of skill was very similar to the skill of lowering the head. Nine out of ten of these three people were the legendary head lowering masters.

Blood Gu is actually one of the most advanced head lowering techniques.

After listening carefully, they really spoke Thai.

Shen Lang only knows Thai a little. He can understand what they are saying. It sounds like you're looking for something in this village.

Among the three, the leader was wearing a red robe, and his voice seemed to be higher than the other two.

After probably knowing the purpose of the other party, Shen Lang was too lazy to listen any more and shook his right hand.

"Whew!"

Two willow leaf throwing knives shot out, and "puff and hiss" ran through the throats of the two Thais.

They were killed immediately and fell into a pool of blood.

The Thai monk, dressed in a red robe, was startled. His eyes were wary and his mouth was chirping.

Shen Lang's eyes were cold and he strode past.

The Thai monk's face changed greatly and his mouth was full of words. A large amount of red fog hit the deep waves.

As soon as Shen Lang protects his body and vigorous Qi comes out, the red atomization coming over is turned into fly ash, and countless red insect bodies fall to the ground.

The headmaster was sweating, his hands rolled, and a large amount of red fog rushed towards the Shen wave.

As soon as Shen Lang lifted, a large number of vigorous winds swept towards the head lowering master.

"Boom

The man screamed and flew directly out of seven or eight meters. He fell down in the mud and couldn't even get up.

Shen Lang rushes forward and grabs his collar.

The head - lowering master was scared out of his wits, and he exclaimed in a less sophisticated Chinese language: "Rao Forgive me

Shen Lang eyebrows a pick, since the other side can speak Chinese, then the matter is simple.

"What are you looking for in this village?" Shen Lang asked.

"This..." The headmaster faltered and did not dare to speak out.

"Tell me, or I'll kill you!" Shen Lang grabbed the man's neck with one hand and asked coldly.

"I said, I said!" The head - lowering master was frightened and had to explain everything obediently.

It turns out that they are really from Thailand's head reduction division organization, the name of which is the Illuminati.

The three Thai head demobilizing divisions who came to Thailand were all cadres of the Illuminati. The guy in the red robe was still a senior cadre named Shanda.

The main purpose of their coming to Qingwan town is to find the relics left by the founders of the Illuminati.

In fact, the Illuminati has been investigating this relic for many years.

Because there is so little information left, it is difficult to find out where the relics are in China.

After years of research, the Illuminati finally located the site in Qingwan town at the foot of Kunlun Mountain in China.

A few days ago, people from Wanda town came to find the relics in person.

As for the killing of poisonous insects in Qingwan village, it's just the behavior of the three head lowering masters. They let the blood Gu swallow people and raise a poisonous insect by the way.

"What is the relic that the Illuminati is looking for?" Shen Lang asked.

"I I can't betray my ancestors, no Or you'll be cursed! If you kill me, I can't say it Shanda was terrified and trembled, but he refused to say it.

Seeing the man's death, Shen Lang, with a gloomy face, took out a jade box from his storage bag.

Jade box opened, inside lying a dry fried rectangular object, dark red, like a withered tree skin.

Shen Lang filled the jade box with water.

The dry fried rectangular object instantly swells in water and turns into a red bug the size of chalk.

The red worms wriggle in the water quickly, and then straighten up, grinning and shrieking.

"Eroding spirit gu!" Hua Ziling caught sight of the red bug, and her pretty face changed color, and she felt chilly in her heart.

It's unexpected that Shen Lang still has such poisonous poisonous insects on him.

Hua Ziling is glad that Shen Lang is not that kind of ruthless person. If Shen Lang has been poisoned by Shen Lang, he will not be called to be dead every day.Shen Lang bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood, which was absorbed by the eroding spirit Gu. He threw the insect into Shanda's mouth at random.

This guy has killed so many Chinese people in Qingwan village. He deserves more than his death! Before he died, Shen Lang tried to find out the information about the relic.

"Ah

Under the destruction of poisonous insects, Shanda shouts with his head in his arms, and his voice is extremely sad.

His head was like a blast, and his hands and feet twitched as he screamed.

Shanda couldn't stand the cruel pain, and finally told everything.

It turned out that the relic of the founder of the Guangming society was actually a piece of Rune paper named "descending spirit talisman", which has been worshipped in the ancestral hall of Qingwan village.

Shen Lang's heart moved, and the Illuminati tried every means to find the rune paper, indicating that it should not be a general Rune paper.

After asking about some key issues, Shen Lang directly asked the eclipse spirit Gu to send Shanda back to the West.

"Ancestral hall of Qingwan village?" Shen Lang looked around and focused on a small temple near the village, just across the river.

Originally, the three head lowering masters were going to get the talisman after raising blood Gu. Unexpectedly, they met Shen Lang on the way.

Shen Lang uses his lightness skill to cross the river and walk towards the ancestral hall beside the village.

Hua Ziling felt bored. She didn't know why Shen Lang was interested in such trivial things.

Anyway, she's free now, and she's following.

The ancestral hall is decorated with modern decoration, and the iron gate is locked.

Shen Lang directly wields his palm power, smashes the iron gate and strides into the ancestral hall.

In the center of the ancestral hall, there are several memorial tablets of the ancestors of Qingwan village, several incense burners and tribute fruits.

After checking around, there was nothing to hide.

After walking around, Shen Lang fixed his eyes on the memorial tablets of the ancestors of Qingwan village in the center of the ancestral hall.

Shen Lang didn't mean to offend him. He took it lightly and turned over several ancestral tablets to have a look.

Sure enough, a piece of yellow Rune paper was pasted on the back of one of the tablets, which was of primitive style.

At first glance, it's just an old piece of yellow paper that is going to moldy, but Shen Lang feels a strange smell.

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