The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 195: Members of the Special Affairs Bureau, let's gather together to surround the old turtle? (Additional chapter 2 for the 1 reward for Plague Rub Blood Wolf)

Shen Le stopped, his cheeks tense, and said nothing.

Beside him, the small oil lamp sensed his mood and opened the electric fence with a whoosh.

From the museum to the electric lights on the beach, and then to the searchlights pointing at the sea, the lights dimmed at the same time, and wisps of silver light shone from the lampposts and rushed towards the small oil lamps...

"Mr. Shen, I'm here." The old turtle's front paws were already on the edge of the beach, with its head held high, then it gently lowered its head to salute Shen Le.

However, seeing Shen Le's tense, vigilant, and even somewhat hostile look, he paddled with his hind legs and took two steps back with the waves, his entire turtle shell submerged back into the sea water:
"Why are you looking at me like that? Have I done anything to offend you?"

Shen Le took two steps back. He took a deep breath and took out a talisman that Lan Zhuang had drawn for him, the kind that enhanced perception.
Pat the inside of your forearm, activate the heat flow, suddenly charge the talisman with enough energy, and then activate it with all your strength.

A wave of vibrations spread out, and Shen Le soon felt his ears and eyes sharper, and his perception of the entire world became much clearer. He paid 120,000 attention and observed the old turtle again:
That's right, it's this smell. This dark, gloomy, painful, resentful smell, with a strong fishy smell!

It is particularly vivid on the old turtle, condensed on the skeletons and personal belongings in the museum, deeply permeated on the sunken ship, and gently rippled on the old professor and other patients...

In his heart, Shen Le gave the old turtle a bright red cross and a black cross. However, his attitude became more amiable, and he even forced himself to smile:

"No, I'm just a little nervous seeing a deep-sea monster like you. What's your name?"

"My name is Gui Tianran." The old turtle looked at Shen Le cautiously, but did not move forward. Instead, he sank into the sea again.

The waves around him were emitting a bit of turbid silver light, probably because they dug into the sand twice and buried themselves a little deeper:
"Did Lao You pass on my previous requirements to you? You said before that you would consider the design plan. How is your consideration going?"

Shen Le had made up his mind. Whether the old turtle was the culprit or not, he needed more evidence, rather than just relying on the "feeling" of the black air to make a judgment;

However, if it is confirmed that it was really done by the old turtle, he may not be able to defeat the opponent by himself.

It would be best if we could cooperate with the authorities, block people, investigate, and block a section of the coastline. Then, we will do whatever is necessary!

"I have two questions." Having made up his mind, Shen Le's expression became calmer and more serious.

He took out the bag of pearls given by the old turtle, took two steps forward, picked out the ones with the purest and most harmonious aura one by one, and laid them out in front of the old turtle.

After roughly arranging the eight trigrams, he casually placed the remaining pearls aside and spread his hands slightly:
"From what I understand, you want a spiritual formation that can concentrate and filter spiritual energy? These are the only pearls I found that are suitable for gathering spiritual energy.

Of course, there is still some jade, but I don’t know if it is suitable for you, and I don’t know if jade and shells are harmonious. Perhaps you can provide more pearls? "

After saying this, he calmly retreated until he was ten meters away. The old turtle poked his head out to look for a while, then slowly climbed onto the beach:
"Let me take a look..."

Shen Le was surprised to see that every time it climbed up a little, its body shrank a little, and then it climbed up a little more and shrank again.

By the time it crawled to the edge of the formation set up by Pearl, its entire body had shrunk from the size of a boat to the size of a washbasin.

It looked down at the pearls, sniffed them, and crawled around them. Finally, it turned into a small turtle the size of a palm. It jumped lightly and jumped into the formation.

The moonlight suddenly condensed. The milky white beam of light could only be seen by the spirit eyes, but in Shen Le's eyes, the soft and pure light could not even be suppressed by the beam of the searchlight.

The old turtle lay in the beam of light, gently swinging its tail very comfortably, looking up at the sky, and swallowing the beam of light mouthful by mouthful.

Its shell already glows like a gem, and after the moonlight condenses, the shell becomes even more crystal clear, and it is simply shining!

So, the nature of the old turtle's abilities is not water-related, but like most land monsters, it practices by worshiping the moon?

Shen Le silently took out his phone. He took a few photos and recorded a short video, which he sent to several special affairs bureau personnel at the museum, and also told them about his discovery:

"I feel that the aura on it is very similar to the aura of the dirty things in the museum, but the feeling of its cultivation is not like...

Do you want to come over and take a look? If you are sure there is a problem, then take it down? I can't stop him alone!"

There was an immediate reply in the WeChat group, so fast that it made people doubt that these Special Affairs Bureau members did not need to practice cultivation and lived on their phones on a daily basis.

The keeper of the Mazu Temple was the first to reply:
"Is it related to the old sea turtle? Turtle monsters are actually mostly peaceful. It's rare to see violent ones that like to hurt people.

Can I talk to him first? I'll be here for an hour, can you keep it for an hour? "

"I'm not sure. But he has business to discuss with me. Can I make another appointment tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"

"Amitabha. If it is really the old turtle who did this, this donor needs to stay and cleanse his sins." The Buddhist practitioner, perhaps a layperson? He expressed his attitude naturally. Then, he quickly added:
"But it may not be convenient for us to keep the sea monster. Otherwise, why don't you postpone the time you have agreed to have it for two days so that we can communicate with the navy?"

"It's not good to delay it for too long." The Taoist practitioner objected:
"Most of the bad luck in the museum has been cleared away. If it was done by the old turtle, he would definitely be alert. It would be best if we can catch him tomorrow!"

"By the way, how can we make it not alert when it sees others?"

A group of people were talking at once, each offering their own ideas. Shen Le had already put down his phone and quickly walked towards the old turtle who had jumped out of the circle and was crawling towards him:
"How is it? Is this effective?"

"Mr. Shen, your work is really good." The old turtle was glowing, as if he had not yet digested the power he had just absorbed, and his tone became much softer:
“But what I want to make is a shell bed, you’ve seen photos of it before?

Can you embed the pearls on both sides of the shell to make a three-dimensional formation? I can provide more pearls! "

Shen Le thought: Here we come. I originally wanted to buy enough time, to gather everyone tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or some other day.

At that time, whether it is to have a talk or to confirm that it was you who did it and then find trouble with you together, this excuse is the best!
He half squatted down and answered seriously:

“I haven’t seen the actual shell, so it’s not easy to design.

How about this, let's make an appointment, you bring the shells here, I'll have someone measure the shape and size, go back and make a model, and then simulate the inlay for you to see?"

The old turtle had no objection to this, and the two sides agreed to meet again on the beach three nights later when the moon rose.

During these three days, the people from the Special Affairs Bureau were busy, seizing the time to place and bury measuring instruments at various places on the beach to measure the energy properties of the old turtle;
Ask an expert to come and take charge, and decide whether to proceed;
Make an appointment with the navy, mobilize ships to come over, and intercept once the signal is received;

In addition, anti-submarine drones are also ready...

"I think we should talk to it first." On the last night, when Shen Le was about to leave for negotiations, the keeper of the Mazu Temple was still making a final effort:

“In fact, many of the monsters in the sea also believe in Mazu, or at least, they will give her face when they hear her name.

If I go and talk to it, it will be more likely to tell the truth? "

Shen Le didn’t know whether the old turtle would give face, but he would give face to the temple keeper.

This temple keeper was the most powerful of the five Special Affairs Bureau members who worked hard in the museum before Shen Le arrived. She was also the one who guarded the most dangerous bone area every day.

So, the old turtle slowly climbed onto the beach and took out a small shell from somewhere. After it landed on the ground and turned into a giant shell, Shen Le called for people to come and measure it, and summoned her over by the way:

"Shen Le! Shen Le!" The temple keeper was not wearing her ritual robes. She was holding a bag of KFC in her hand and walked leisurely.

"Why are you still busy at night? We ordered a midnight snack, this is your share! - Hey, who is this?"

The old turtle slowly turned his head and stared at her. The temple keeper stuffed the takeaway food to Shen Le and squatted in front of the old turtle.

She looked the old turtle up and down, took out a compass from somewhere, took a quick look, and her face suddenly changed:

"Sir, you are in trouble!"

The old turtle lazily moved his left forelimb. The temple keeper said solemnly:

“Goddess Mazu, sir, you are tainted with a dark energy—a very dangerous force!

Have you been to a museum recently, or spent too much time around a museum? "

"I..." The old turtle looked up at the temple keeper. For a long time, it tried to move its nose, sniffing once, and sniffing again:
"Are you from Mazu's side?"

"I'm the temple keeper of the goddess. Can you tell me what happened to you recently? The kindness of the goddess Mazu extends to all creatures in the water. Maybe I can help you... Many people have fallen ill in the museum!"

Hey, how can you do this...what about the polite words we said?
Shen Le looked at her sideways. However, the old turtle hesitated for a moment, and actually took out a compass from his shell:
"I just wanted to come see a friend... I feel like an old friend here. I want to send his things back so he can rest in peace..."

Shen Le stared at the compass instantly. The black energy condensed on it was much darker than that on the bones and the collections in the museum...

As soon as the compass left the body, the black energy on the old turtle actually became much lighter?
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