Wen Xin said: "That day, I thought about it for a long time, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that the vajra in my hand might not be able to stop the other party. For safety reasons, I deliberately made a fake diary, in order to trick you to the Black Concubine's Tomb and pin down the ghosts and gods, so that I could run away with the vajra. At that time, I felt that I was just missing an opportunity, and when I saw that old liar, I felt that my chance had come. Who would have thought..."
I have to say again that the disciples of Ruomen are worthy of their reputation.
The old man only took a short while to pinpoint the vital points of all of us. His purpose in taking the vajra away was not necessarily because he really wanted that thing, but to control all of us near Wenxin.
Gu Laotou must have read Wenxin's diary. Although Wenxin's counterfeiting skills can temporarily deceive us, they can never deceive the disciples of Yaomen who rely on deceiving people to make a living. Gu Laotou may not be able to analyze all our intentions, but as long as he knows that Wenxin wants to deceive us and we must keep an eye on Wenxin, it is enough. He took away the vajra, and we dared not leave Wenxin easily. Without the sorcerer's tracking, ordinary police could not catch the masters of Yaomen at all.
I even suspect that the last time the old man was caught, it was just a deliberate mistake on his part.
However, the old man's matter is not within my consideration now. I looked at Wen Xin and asked, "How do you know everything about our actions?"
Wen Xin whispered, "Jiang Yi told me. That girl is completely devoted to me. She would inform me of certain things even if I didn't ask."
Wen Xin took out his phone and handed it to me. There were several WeChat messages on it. Although the message was not completely clear, the general meaning could be seen. Jiang Yi told Wen Xin where we were. Wen Xin was not a fool. He could figure out what we were doing after a little thought.
These WeChat messages continued until we entered the training room, and Jiang Yi never contacted Wenxin again.
I threw the phone to Wen Xin: "I have one last question for you. How do you know that the ghosts and gods came from the Black Concubine's Tomb?"
Wen Xin said: "That was what the ghost said himself. He said he came from the Black Concubine's Tomb. I also tried to probe him a few times, and he also told me the approximate location of the Black Concubine's Tomb. I think it should be true."
Wen Xin raised his head and said, "I heard that ghosts have a strong sense of territory. Once someone breaks into their territory, it will be regarded as an offense to the ghosts. Besides, you have fought with him before. As long as you enter the general range, I will succeed. I didn't expect..."
Wenxin's plan was theoretically feasible, and as long as it succeeded, he would have a chance to escape. However, we terminated his plan in advance.
I pondered for a while before saying, "I think the ghosts are not in the so-called Black Concubine's Tomb, but in Wenxin's home."
"What did you say?" Wen Xin almost jumped up in shock, but I turned to look at Director Wang: "Now, I want to make a bet. If my guess is right, we can get rid of the other party once and for all; if my guess is wrong, Wang Shiyu and Jiang Yi will definitely die."
This choice is neither difficult nor easy.
If I guessed right, it would be like "encircling Wei to save Zhao" to force the ghosts and gods to return to the villa. If I guessed wrong, someone must come out to take responsibility, and Director Wang would naturally bear the brunt.
Director Wang pondered and said, "If I ask you to go back and track down those two girls now, how long will it take?"
I said in a deep voice: "It will take at least half an hour to calculate their location. Maybe your technical means will be more effective than my calculation, but it will not be easy to find them before the ghosts and gods take action."
Director Wang made a prompt decision and said, "According to your idea, we will fully cooperate."
"Okay! I won't let you down!" I gave Director Wang a thumbs up and said in a deep voice, "I just counted and there are seven guns among you, but there are eleven police officers in total. Those who are not afraid of death, take the guns and stay. Only seven people are enough."
None of the police officers on the scene moved, so I couldn't help but yell, "Quickly, four people, get out of here. This is not a joke!"
Director Wang grabbed a gun from the man next to him and said, "You four, hand over your guns and get out. This is an order."
After the four policemen left, I asked everyone to stand in the living room: "Stand in the position I told you to stand, and don't move no matter what happens. Remember your code names and follow my instructions. You are Tan Lang, you are Ju Men, you are..."
Taoism calls the Big Dipper the Seven Stars of the Seven Yuan Jieyou Star God, who reside in the Seven Palaces of the Big Dipper. In the Ganshi Star Classic, it is recorded that "the Big Dipper is called the Seven Political Stars, the princes of the sky, and also the emperor's car." This means that the emperor sat on the Big Dipper to inspect the four directions, determine the four seasons, and divide the cold and heat.
I arranged the seven people according to the positions of the Big Dipper in order to guide the power of the Big Dipper and force the ghosts and gods to show up.
Wen Xin trembled and asked, "What about me? What should I do?"
"Stay where you are, don't move. If you are really scared, lie on the ground. The rest of you, stand still." I walked quickly to the North Star, holding a ghost-killing gold coin in each hand, and shouted loudly: "Disciple Wu Zhao, I beg the North Star Gods to grant me divine power..."
The star gods in the sky will not descend to the mortal world in their true form, and usually they will not possess mortal humans. Borrowing the power of the star gods is already the limit of a sorcerer. How much star power can be borrowed also depends on the sorcerer's own cultivation level.
Soon after I finished speaking, I saw light like mercury floating down from the window, and the police badges on Lao Du and others began to shine brightly. A majestic and murderous aura suddenly rose from the seven people, and they were covered with silver light and looked inviolable.
At the same time, a cold wind was whistling outside the window of the villa. In a flash, the harsh sound of the wind turned into the roar of ghosts. I didn't even look back. In my mind, there emerged a scene of countless ghosts kneeling on the windowsill with their hands on the curtains and crying desperately.
The policemen guarding the front subconsciously wanted to turn back, but I shouted sternly: "No one move, don't look out the window!"
After all, Lao Du and his friends are not sorcerers. It is impossible for them not to be afraid of ghosts. When people fight ghosts, the most important thing is the courage in their hearts. If they lose their courage, even a small ghost can scare people. On the contrary, when they are not afraid of life and death, ordinary ghosts will not be able to get close to them.
I didn't dare to bet on how much they could endure - if one of these seven people was scared and gave up resistance, the Big Dipper formation would collapse.
Just as the police turned their heads back to their original positions, Wen Xin, who was lying on the sofa, shouted at the top of his lungs: "Ghost... Ghost - a ghost is coming in from the front door! Wu Zhao, Wu Zhao, look behind you, there is a ghost touching your neck..."
"Shut up!" I yelled, "No one needs to worry about what's behind you. With me watching, no ghosts can get through."
Wen Xin shrank back into the sofa at this time: "Don't listen to him! Wu Zhao is dead, there is a ghost pinching his neck and talking to him, he is dead..."
"Shut up!" I shouted angrily and threw a green fly dart. The whistling copper coin "snap" into Wenxin's mouth. Wenxin screamed and spat out the coin and teeth on the ground.
Lao Du also shouted at this time: "Trust Wu Zhao, he won't fail easily!"
Before Lao Du finished speaking, there was a series of "clicking" noises coming from the floor-to-ceiling windows around the villa. When I turned my head to look to the side, I immediately saw a figure standing outside the window. The other person stretched out a finger and pressed the floor-to-ceiling window. The glass on the window had already exploded with a layer of spider web-like fine lines where his finger pressed. It looked like the other person was about to break in through the window.
At that moment, a policeman suddenly let out a scream and turned towards the window involuntarily.
"Shoot!" Even if I wanted to make the other person turn around, it was too late. I could only let him shoot.
The man fired three shots at the glass almost reflexively. The moment the bullets shattered the glass, all the windows exploded from all directions at the same time. As the glass flakes flew wildly in the living room like snowflakes, everyone instinctively hugged their heads, and some people even squatted down subconsciously...
But I let the flying glass hit me again and again, and my eyes were always fixed on Wen Xin.
Wenxin wouldn't be so stupid that he didn't even know we were saving him. He repeatedly emphasized that the ghost came in and disturbed the morale of the troops, which could only prove what he saw. What Wenxin saw was not real, because I didn't feel a ghost approaching from behind me. So the only possibility was that Wenxin had been affected by the ghost under my nose, and the other party must be not far away from Wenxin.
Just as I was staring at Wen Xin, I suddenly heard a sharp whistle of wind in my ears. It was clearly something hitting my temple.
I thought it would be easy to dodge him, as long as I lowered my head a little, the thing would pass over my head. But I didn't dare to relax my surveillance on Wenxin, so I could only choose to lean back and let the thing pass in front of me.
The moment I looked up, a cold light flew in front of my eyes. What I didn't expect was that the light actually stopped in front of me. It was only then that I saw clearly what was flying over. It turned out to be a piece of broken glass the size of a palm.
In a flash, the glass suddenly turned in front of my eyes and exploded into pieces with a "pop". When the crystal clear but murderous glass fragments hit my eyes like water, I suddenly closed my eyes and shouted, "Aim and shoot behind the sofa!"
Before I could finish my words, I felt a burning pain on my face, especially around my eyebrows, which felt like a piece of skin had been torn off. The blood from the broken glass flowed down my eyelids, and my eyes turned blood red.
Before I could see the scene clearly, there were scattered gunshots around me. From the sound, there were only two people shooting. One must be Lao Du, and the other should be Director Wang. (To be continued)