Fire Monster

Chapter 332 Unexpected arrival
The sky was cloudy and there were no visitors.

The long street was deserted, no longer as prosperous as it used to be. Only plainclothes spies from the Demon Suppression Department and the Provincial Government were walking around, looking for clues and looking a little overwhelmed.

Inside the small shop, the old shopkeeper and his wife were still discussing various cases in recent days, and it seemed that they had gone from their original state of watching the fun and not minding the trouble to a state of numbness.

Now they can still chat in private, thinking that the fun will only happen to others.

When they realize that they could become part of the fun, they might just close their shop and run away, and then the battle of destiny would be won.

Don't worry, from now on, Zhao Guanshan can continue to wander. Wind, clouds, thunder and lightning, rain, snow, ice and frost, human warmth and coldness, vicious curses, and four, six or eight dishes of sumptuous meals are waiting for him.

In the back kitchen, Zhao Guanshan was still cooking his old soup. In order to save firewood, he turned down the fire as much as possible. The small flames were jumping, and the aroma of the old soup was almost inaudible, but a warm and peaceful atmosphere enveloped the inside and outside of the shop.

At this moment, Zhao Guanshan suddenly and carefully lit a stick of incense from the fire.

Burning incense is a specific ritual and custom, which is the same as offering flowers and sacrifices. The incense stick Zhao Guanshan took at this time was borrowed from the old shopkeeper, although he didn't know it and didn't care.

After lighting the incense, Zhao Guanshan inserted it in the corner of the kitchen. As the incense flickered and a faint smoke drifted away, Zhao Guanshan seemed to see all the details within a radius of five kilometers through the fragrance.

This is the method of the statue's third eye, but it is not really the method, because there is a stick of incense in between, and this incense is burned for the national teacher Cheng Muye.

All in all, this is a very subtle bug, just like using a perspective hack in a game.

I just hope that false destiny won't notice this anytime soon.

Afterwards, Zhao Guanshan began to deduce when and where the next incident would occur. This was not difficult. He could observe it based on the deathly energy floating in the sky outside. This deathly energy was hidden in the clouds. Ordinary people would only feel a little depressed but would not discover anything.

This is the same principle as Zhao Guanshan's borrowing incense to pay homage to the national teacher. Both are covert and compromising methods that try to avoid responsibility as much as possible, at least to avoid being discovered by the spies of the Demon Suppression Division.

After a long time, Zhao Guanshan seemed to have gained something.

That evening, the shop closed early as no one was there. After the old shopkeeper fell asleep, Zhao Guanshan quietly borrowed a candle from the shop, lit it from the fire, then placed the candle in a simple lantern and went out with the lantern. Without an ordinary fire, he would be discovered if he went out.

And he must return as soon as possible after going out.

As soon as he went out, he felt gusts of cold wind and the howling of ghosts and wolves all around him. The boundless deathly aura was like a strong gale from a remote place, which made his bones cold.

In fact, under the watchful eye of destiny, he couldn't even practice normally and didn't even dare to take out spirit stones. Without the ubiquitous statue of the Lihuo Immortal, he would sooner or later become like Wu Jin, Wu Yuan and others, without even the obsession to practice Taoism.

Zhao Guanshan walked quickly holding a lantern, the candle flame in the lantern flickering. It was just an ordinary fire, meaningless to mortals, but at this moment it was a talisman for him, a Qi cultivator.

It's quite amazing.

The candle burned out very quickly and he probably only had three minutes.

Fortunately, it is enough.

After a while, Zhao Guanshan walked to the entrance of a small alley a hundred steps away from the shop. A case had happened here before. There were two cars parked here, one belonging to the Demon Suppression Bureau and the other belonging to the Provincial Administration Bureau.

It is worth mentioning that the Demon Suppression Division of the Zhenhai Taoist Palace is not as powerful as the Demon Suppression Division of the Lihuo Taoist Palace. It also holds military power. This is the Six Gates.

The Governor's Office is an important department under the government, which can be roughly compared to the Supervisory Ministry.

At this moment, there were a total of six people sitting in the two cars, and two were outside. They would be off work soon.

Zhao Guanshan walked quickly past here, and when he brushed past one of the spies, he flicked a little ash into his neck. His movements were very quick and his steps were light. In addition, it was dark, so the eight people were unaware of anything.

Afterwards, Zhao Guanshan took a walk and quickly returned to the shop. The candle in the lantern went out after he returned, and it only lasted for less than three minutes.

At this point, he has completed the deployment, and the next step is to wait.

At the alley outside, the eight spies chatted for a while before getting in their cars and starting the journey to get off work.

The vehicles drove slowly through the alley. The road was very narrow. The lanes that were originally usable in opposite directions were surrounded by residential areas on both sides, so some debris was placed against the wall, so the two vehicles drove very slowly.

However, just before driving out of the alley, a black dog suddenly jumped out. Although the driver of the car in front reacted in time, he still broke one of the black dog's legs. The dog's screams seemed to be a bad sign in the dark and gloomy evening.

"Fuck! This damn dog, luckily I reacted quickly."

The driver cursed. He was a middle-aged man, and the investigations over the past few days had made him very angry, but he had no place to vent.

"Daliang, drive carefully."

The voice of the driver of the car behind came from the instant messenger.

Street lights began to appear ahead, and the soft light seemed to dispel a lot of the haze.

There were street lights in the alleys, but they were broken for some reason. Only when you reached the main road did you finally feel like a bustling big city.

It was rush hour after get off work, and because the road on one side was blocked, many vehicles had to detour via this main street, causing severe traffic congestion.

The two vehicles that drove out of the alley were stuck at the entrance of the alley and could not move.

I had finally caught a small gap and was about to merge into the traffic when the car in front of me suddenly rear-ended me. A woman got out of the car crying. She seemed to be a novice and was so scared that she started crying.

"Made!"

Daliang was so angry that he kept cursing, and the people in the car behind him had already gotten out and started to deal with the scene. The Demon Suppression Division also has a traffic department under it.

One of them happened to be seconded from the Transportation Department to join the task force.

What else can we do? Wait for the department to send someone?

Deal with it quickly and go home.

Feeling a little annoyed, Daliang got off the car and wanted to get some fresh air. He also looked around. Actually, there was nothing interesting to see. On the left was an old building that was built decades ago. It was five stories high, with residential buildings on the upper floors and restaurants on the lower floors. Business was booming, but the building had been wrapped up recently, and it seemed that the exterior walls were being insulated and renovated.

At this time, many workers are working overtime.

The government has been investing heavily in this area in recent years, renovating old cities and replanning high-voltage spiritual energy transmission lines.

Thinking of this, Daliang's gaze was fixed on the rooftop, where there was a psychic energy transmission cable that was almost as thick as an adult's thigh. This was the main transmission line. The high-voltage psychic energy inside was said to be very high, and of course it was also very safe.

Unlike the old high-voltage psychic cables, which have fallen into disrepair and are easily damaged. For example, the last fire was most likely caused by the damage of the high-voltage psychic cables.

Um, wait, whose kid is playing with a drone?

Daliang frowned, but didn't take it seriously. It should be the residential building on the right. At this moment, a window was open and a teenage boy was operating a drone to broadcast live. The street was getting more and more congested.

Suddenly a fierce quarrel broke out in the restaurant on the left, and someone even smashed the table. It was normal. The drunkards started fighting, and the door of the restaurant was even kicked in. Now it was even more lively.

The boy on the right floor was still controlling a drone. He felt like he was looking down on everyone and was high above them. It was really cool.

He was shouting and calling for his parents to come and see, and his eight-year-old sister also rushed to see it, no, to play with it.

"No! Get out of the way."

"I want to play, I want to play!"

The brother and sister were fighting over it, their parents were shouting, and the boy was still operating the drone. He was not careful, and the drone lost control and crashed into the building on the left, cutting through the protective curtain, and also hitting the face of a worker who was about to go home and pack up his tools. Blood gushed out instantly, and he screamed in pain, and dropped the tools in his hands.

One of the tools fell along the gap, straight down, like an assassin, making a leap of faith, and pierced directly through the psychic cable box outside the restaurant downstairs from a height of more than 20 meters, and also pierced a cable inside that was supplying high-voltage psychic energy.

Instantly, high-voltage psychic energy leaked out, first exploding the other cables, and then came a larger wave of psychic energy air explosion.

Two five-story buildings on the left and right were directly destroyed at this moment.

Daliang only had time to see this last splendor scene before he died completely. The consequence of the high-pressure spiritual energy air explosion was that no grass could grow within a radius of fifty meters.

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"Ahhh!"

Daliang suddenly woke up with a scream, his whole body trembling, sweating profusely, and soaked all over.

But when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still driving, and the black dog with a broken leg was running with its tail between its legs, howling.

The colleague next to me was very surprised.

"That's not the case, Daliang. I just ran over a dog. Look how scared you are."

"Daliang, are you okay?"

The instant messenger also brought questions from the people in the car behind. They were also startled by Daliang's screams. Those who didn't know thought it was Daliang whose legs were crushed.

"I...I...I had a nightmare!"

Daliang stammered, then got off the car regardless. He calmed down when the cold wind blew. He didn't know what was wrong, but the dream just now was so damn clear.

Traffic jams, rear-end collisions, restaurants, naughty kids, drones, and psychic air explosions. How did the psychic air explosion suddenly happen?

Where is the line problem?
Or is this just a nightmare?
But I was driving, how could I be dreaming!
"Daliang, you are driving. What are you dreaming about? Let me drive."

A colleague sat in the driver's seat, and Daliang also sat in the co-pilot seat in confusion. The car drove slowly and was stuck at the intersection. Then the female driver rear-ended the car and burst into tears. The colleague in the car behind arrived at the scene and they were exactly the same, even the license plate numbers were exactly the same.

Daliang got off the car in a hurry and when he looked up, it was indeed that naughty kid again.

So where is the location of the Psionic Airblast?
Daliang looked around and found the psychic energy supply cable box outside the restaurant, which was used to measure the amount of psychic energy used.

He stepped forward and took a look. Sure enough, the box should have been very sturdy, but after decades, it was rusted and could be easily punctured. So?
Did something fall from the construction site, smash through the box, puncture the cables, and trigger the psychic air explosion?
Case solved.

Daliang simply found a piece of wood and some bricks and covered it on top. When he finished this round and was thinking about notifying the Energy Supply Department for repairs, a sharp tool suddenly fell from the sky and poked directly into the wooden board, penetrating about an inch deep.

Daliang was so frightened that his face turned pale and his heart was filled with fear.

If it weren't for the piece of wood he found, damn, I can't even imagine what would have happened.

So, why did he have such a dream just now?

Am I still alive?
Great, I'm still alive.

(End of this chapter)