Chapter 815: 816

To a pond, Shen Lang suddenly heard the front of the movement, immediately hiding behind a tile roofed house, carefully look forward.

Huaziling is also hiding behind the house.

I saw three men in strange robes talking by the pond.

As soon as Shen Lang's eyebrows were lifted, these people were dressed a bit like Thai monks. From time to time, a large red fog flew out of their cuffs.

There is no doubt that these three people are the ones who have been poisoned by blood!

But these three people are not Wu Xiu, they are just ordinary people.

Shen Lang vaguely remembers that in Southeast Asia, especially in Thailand, there is a very secret organization of demotion division, which gathers a large number of demotion division.

When Shen Lang was still a killer in Longteng, he once heard of this organization. However, the operation of this organization has always been extremely secretive, and Shen Lang has no idea what they are doing.

No wonder before Shen Lang felt that this kind of move was very similar to the technique of lowering head. Most of the three men were the rumored masters of lowering head.

Blood poison, in fact, is one of the most high-end head lowering techniques.

After listening carefully, they spoke Thai.

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

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

After knowing the other party's purpose, Shen Lang didn't want to listen any more, so he shook his right hand.

"Whew

Two willow leaf throwing knives shot out, and two "puffs" went through the throats of the two Thais.

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

The Thai monk in the red robe was startled. His eyes were staring around warily and his mouth was chirping.

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

The Thai monk's face changed greatly, his mouth chanted words, and a large red fog hit the waves.

As soon as the vigorous Qi of Shen Lang's body protection came out, the red fog coming near became fly ash, and countless bodies of red insects fell to the ground.

The headmaster broke out in a cold sweat, rolled up his hands, and rushed towards the waves with a lot of red fog.

When the waves were lifted, a large number of strong winds swept towards the headmaster.

"Boom!"

The man screamed and flew seven or eight meters away. He fell into the mud and couldn't get up.

The waves came forward and grabbed him by the collar.

The headmaster was scared out of his wits and exclaimed in the less proficient Chinese language, "Rao Spare my life

As soon as Shen Lang's eyebrows are picked, since the other party can speak Chinese, it's easy.

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

"This..." The headmaster hesitated and did not dare to say it.

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

"I said, I said!" The headmaster was so scared that he had to explain everything obediently.

It turns out that they really come from the head lowering division organization in Thailand, whose name is the Illuminati.

All of the three Thailand's first division are cadres of the Illuminati. This guy in red robes is also a senior cadre. His name is Shanda.

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

As a matter of fact, the Illuminati has been investigating this relic for many years.

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Because the information left behind is too little, it is difficult to obtain evidence of 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.

Shanda received a notice from the Illuminati a few days ago, and personally brought people to Qingwan town to look for relics.

As for killing people in Qingwan village, it's just a passing act of these three headmasters. They let blood bugs eat people and raise them by the way.

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

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

Seeing that the man was dead, Shen Lang took out a jade box from his storage bag.

The jade box opened, and inside lay a dry fried rectangular object, dark red, like the bark of a dead tree.

Shen Lang filled the jade box with water.

The dry fried rectangular object swelled in water and turned into a red insect the size of chalk.

The red insect is wriggling rapidly in the water, and soon straightens up, grinning and making a "hissing" shrill sound.

"The evil spirit of evil spirit!" Flower purple spirit glimpses that red insect, pretty face by the way change color, in the heart shudder.

I can't believe that Shen Lang still has such poisonous insects.

Hua Ziling was glad that Shen Lang was not that kind of ruthless person. If she was poisoned by Shen Lang, it would be that she would not be able to work every day.Shen Lang bites his finger and drops a drop of blood, which is absorbed by eroling Gu. He randomly throws the Gu insect directly into Shanda's mouth.

This guy killed so many Chinese people in Qingwan village. He deserves to die! Before he died, Shen Lang wanted to get the news of the relic.

"Ah

Under the destruction of poisonous insects, Shanda hugs his head and barks in a miserable voice.

His head was as if it had been cracked, and the intense pain made him scream and twitch.

Shanda couldn't bear the cruel pain and finally explained everything.

It turns out that the relic of the founder of the Illuminati was a piece of paper called "descending spirit Fu", which has been consecrated in the ancestral hall of Qingwan village.

Shen Lang's heart moved, and the Illuminati tried every means to find that piece of Rune paper, indicating that it should not be an ordinary Rune paper.

After asking about some key things, Shen Lang directly asked the evil spirit to send Shanda back to the West.

"Ancestral hall of Qingwan village?" Shen Lang looked around and fixed his eyes on a small ancestral temple beside the village, just across the river.

Originally, the three Jiangtou masters were going to get the amulet after raising the blood bug. Unexpectedly, they encountered heavy waves in the middle.

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

Hua Ziling feels boring. She doesn't know why Shen Lang is interested in such trifles.

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

The decoration of the ancestral hall is quite modern, and the gate of the railway is locked.

Shen Lang directly used his palm to beat the iron gate and strode into the ancestral hall.

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

I checked around. There's nothing to hide.

After walking around, Shen Lang fixed his eyes on the ancestral tablets of Qingwan village in the middle 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.

At first glance, it's just a piece of old yellow paper, but the waves feel a strange smell.

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