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Chapter 242: Under the Alien 4

"Third brother, I want to go with you too!" Lin Jiu raised his hand high.

Xu San turned to look at Lin Jiu, smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay, Jiu, then you can come with me. Si'er, you have to stay this time and continue to track down who is behind this."

Xu Si knew that this matter was of great importance, so he immediately responded, "No problem, San'er, you guys go ahead. I'm here and I promise to get to the bottom of this matter."

So, Xu San and Lin Jiu set out on the road to Zhang Xilin's village.

Along the way, Xu San drove and briefly recounted Zhang Xilin's past experiences.

Lin Jiu listened attentively, and after Xu San finished speaking, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

After a moment, she slowly asked, "So, the person Sister Baoer has been taking care of all these years is actually Zhang Xilin's grandson—Zhang Chulan? But... why did Zhang Xilin's body suddenly disappear?"

At this moment, a flash of light seemed to flash through Lin Jiu's mind. She slapped her thigh and shouted, "I understand! It must be because of the origin of the Qi body! I think I heard you mention it before, Third Brother, that Zhang Xilin mastered the origin of the Qi body among the eight great skills. This must be the reason why his body was stolen."

Upon hearing this, Xu San was silent for a moment, then responded solemnly, "It is indeed as you said, Ajiu. Now that the Eight Great Skills have reappeared in the world, I'm afraid there is a possibility of a repeat of the Jiashen Rebellion."

After hearing this, Lin Jiu held the candy in his mouth and did not say a word.

In the past two years, through Nadutong, she has gained a certain degree of knowledge and understanding of the alien world and the legendary Eight Wonders.

Three Thousand Worlds, truly, there is nothing lacking in wonder! In Lin Jiu's eyes, those so-called "superpowers" were significantly different from the superpowers he had known before.

Not only is the power of "Qi" inferior to spiritual power, but it is also subdivided into two types: innate and acquired. This really opened Lin Jiu's eyes.

Moreover, Lin Jiu always felt that these eight unique skills were similar to the way of cultivation.

Among them are exquisite formations, talismans containing magical powers, and so on.

Lin Jiu really wanted to see it. If there was a suitable opportunity, maybe he could even add it to his own space.

At this moment, countless thoughts were churning and dancing in Lin Jiu's mind.

Xu San didn't know that Lin Jiu was so bold as to want to "collect" the Eight Great Skills, otherwise, Xu San would definitely nag her until she gave up the idea. Why did he nag her verbally? Of course, he couldn't beat her, and it would be tears if he talked too much.

Soon, the car rushed to the village entrance like lightning.

At this time, night had quietly fallen, and the whole village was shrouded in a faint darkness.

Lin Jiu and Xu San had just gotten out of the car and had not yet had time to find their footing when they suddenly saw a figure running towards them like a gust of wind.

Looking closely, it turned out to be Feng Baobao, holding a gleaming kitchen knife! She was extremely fast and rushed to the front in the blink of an eye.

With a sudden brake, Feng Baobao came to a sudden stop, and due to inertia, a long, deep mark was instantly left on the ground.

Xu San hurriedly looked behind Feng Baobao, but found that there was no one there.

His heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "Baby, where is Zhang Chulan? Why didn't I see him come back with you?"

Feng Baobao's big eyes seemed a little dull at the moment. She slowly turned her head and replied in a calm tone, "In the back."

Upon hearing this answer, Xu San's eyes widened in shock. He asked, "What?! He's alone?"

Feng Baobao nodded slightly, seemingly unsurprised by Xu San's reaction, and then added, "And puppets."

After saying this, he nodded vigorously several times to show that what he said was true.

This time, Xu San was completely stunned. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.

It took a long time for him to recover from his shock. He yelled at Feng Baobao in frustration, "Baobao, oh Baobao, how could you leave him there alone to face those terrifying puppets? Zhang Chulan is just an ordinary person. What if something happens to him?"

Feng Baobao looked off into the distance, her voice calm, not affected by Xu San at all: "It's okay, Zhang Chulan will be fine!"

Lin Jiu raised an eyebrow. Although he didn't know why Feng Baobao was so sure that Zhang Chulan would be fine, out of trust and understanding of Feng Baobao, he knew that she wouldn't say anything nonsense. He helped to comfort Xu San, who was about to lose his temper: "Third brother, since Sister Baoer said that nothing will happen, then nothing will happen. Sister Baoer won't do anything rash. You have to believe Sister Baoer!"

Xu San slowly calmed down after listening to Lin Jiu's words. He knew that there was no way to deal with it now. "Forget it, let's go find Zhang Chulan now. Baby, you lead the way."

Feng Baobao: "Okay." After saying that, she strode in front of the two of them.

On the other side, inside the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain, the atmosphere was tense and heated.

I saw the old Taoist priest sitting at the table, holding the tablet tightly in both hands, staring at the screen, and shouting: "Hurry up, Lingyu, add blood to the master... Oh my!" It turned out that the old Taoist priest was having a fierce battle with the enemy in the game.

At this time, the old Taoist priest was fully focused and did not dare to relax at all.

However, despite his desperate resistance, the opponent was extremely tenacious and even fought to the death with his remaining blood, vowing to die together with the old master.

At this critical moment, the young disciple Zhang Lingyu suddenly lost his concentration for some reason and failed to replenish the old master's blood in time.

As a result, the old Taoist priest was ultimately unable to withstand the enemy's fatal blow and fell down with the enemy.

The old Taoist priest reluctantly put down the tablet in his hand and turned to look at Zhang Lingyu, who had been keeping his head down and saying nothing. He sighed softly, then reached out and stroked his graying beard. He said earnestly, "Lingyu, I know you have some concerns in your heart, but in life, many things require us to take the initiative to fight for them. This is especially true when it comes to love. What's more, we in the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion are the Zhengyi Taoist sect. Unlike other sects, we can marry and have children, so you don't have to worry at all."

Hearing his master's words, Zhang Lingyu suddenly raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his lips trembled slightly. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he did not open his mouth.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest smiled slightly, stood up, and walked out slowly with his hands behind his back. As he walked, he hummed a little song leisurely: "Fate is predestined, only hard work can win~~"

Zhang Lingyu was left standing there quietly, his eyes lowered, his long eyelashes trembling slightly like butterfly wings, his eyes flickering, and no one knew what he was thinking at this moment...