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Chapter 86: The legendary master, you must build a good relationship with him! (Subscribe)

The power of the thunder tribulation was pervasive. Xiao Ge trembled and grabbed the clothes of the boss lady's vest. Her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand. The boss lady turned around and hugged her, patting her vest:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. This thunder tribulation is not for you. It should be used to blow up the invader... It won't fall on your head..."

After a long period of comfort, Xiao Ge finally calmed down. The yard was quiet, no human voices, only long and short low moans.

The boss calmed down and walked forward, and found a four-legged animal lying on the ground. It had been blown to the point of having no shape at all, and could only be barely seen from the charred mass. It was roughly a canine?

But it was really big. It was about two meters long, and if it stood up, its shoulder height must have been more than 1.4 meters. Judging from the claw marks and pounce marks on the ground, it seemed to have shrunk?

It was so miserable. After being hit by the power of the thunder tribulation, the evil spirit was largely dispelled. He originally had 500 years of cultivation, but now, it is estimated that he only has years left at most...

Looking more closely, there were burn marks all over the thing, and a straight ink line stretched from the nose to the tip of the tail.

There are dense ink lines on the back, forming a grid, and there are ink lines on each of the four legs. There are also two intersecting ink lines on the belly, forming a big cross...

The main word is miserable.

"Mr. Shen? Mr. Shen, are you there? I dragged it away?"

"Drag him away! I'll leave the rest to you!"

A loud rumbling sound came from the ceiling. The proprietress looked up suddenly with a look of shock:

A palm about five or six feet in diameter slowly reached down and gently waved twice over her head. Then, it clenched its fist, turned, and extended a finger, as if pointing the way.

There was a little light brown liquid on the edge of the palm, and the familiar aroma of mutton soup continued to waft.

"This is……!"

The moment the big hand descended, the proprietress felt a chill and her inspiration sounded the alarm like it had encountered its natural enemy.

what is this?
what is this? !!

This is Mr. Shen’s hand. He had just finished dinner and didn’t even wash it clean after eating the mutton soup. But how could it be so big?
Or am I getting smaller?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. From the moment I walked into the back door of the house till now, I have not felt any shrinkage. I am in the house and cannot even sense the fluctuations of mana outside of the big camphor tree.

What it is?
What kind of power can enlarge a hand a hundred times and allow it to cross the air?

Moreover, seeing the wolf demon lying on the ground, breathing out more than breathing in, it must be that the attack power of that big hand must be very strong! What kind of magic is this? How did it do that?
Sumeru Palm?
The golden handprint?
Xuanhuang Great Seal?
Vajrapani?
All sorts of spell names flowed through the proprietress's mind. Some were from ancient legends, some were recorded in classics and promoted by novelists, and some were simply made up by novelists.

However, the giant hand condensed by magic is usually condensed from various kinds of magic power. It only has its shape, and is filled with densely packed talisman patterns inside.

This palm has a ruddy palm, clear palm lines, and every detail of the fingerprint is clearly visible.

So it's really a living hand?
How did it grow so big?
Did the owner of the hand reveal his true body that was hundreds of feet tall, or was it the legendary spell of "Thousand Miles of Courtyard, Miniature in a Bag" that made us become a thousand times smaller when we stepped into the house?
Either way, it was not a force she could resist.

Perhaps, only that adult, the adult who rewarded them for their rainmaking and came to enjoy a feast every year, could regard such power as normal?

The finger pointing outside shook twice, then returned to its original position and made a "waving, driving away" gesture to the outside. Oh no, the owner asked them to leave!

The proprietress didn't dare to have any more wild thoughts. She waved her hand and a long whip flew out from her wrist, tying up the charred wolf demon.

The two little flower demons hurried forward, one of them holding one end of the long whip, threading it onto a stick, and lifted it up with force:
"go!"

Two girls, one dressed beautifully, snow-white and the other light purple, with their skirts gently spread out like flowers, were carrying sticks and walking unsteadily. The scene was really funny.

Shen Le lay on the model and watched, almost laughing. He wanted to help them, but was afraid of scaring the two little flower fairies, so he stretched out his hand and then retracted it, then stretched it out again, and finally retracted it.

Watching them walk into the alley and out the back door, Shen Lesong breathed a sigh of relief, finally took his hand away from the model, and began typing on WeChat:
"Thank you, Madam Boss!"

"You're welcome. Please let me know if you need anything next time." The lady boss replied immediately, as if she was staring at her phone screen all the time:

"By the way, how do we deal with this wolf demon?"

Shen Le had no idea what to do. If it was a live wolf that invaded the mansion, he would know how to deal with it. He would just kill it - no, he couldn't kill it, he should call 110.

Then, the police should let the fire department catch it, or hand it over to the forestry bureau, or hand it over to the zoo. No matter how it is handled, it has nothing to do with ordinary citizens.

But a wolf demon?

"What do you think we should do?" He humbly asked the lady boss. On the other side of the phone, the lady boss seemed to be silent for a while before a message popped up:
“I know this wolf demon. He seems to be a wanted criminal—I mean, a wanted criminal in the human world, by the Special Affairs Department.

The two people from the Special Affairs Department are with me now. Can I just hand it over to them?"

Huh, is that such a coincidence?

As soon as the fight was over, the police—the police from the otherworld—came to clean up the scene? Or were they squatting outside the wall?

Shen Le leaned forward again and looked at the mansion model. However, this model only covered the interior of the mansion, not even a centimeter outside the wall. Shen Le stared until his eyes were sore but he didn't see if there was anyone outside.

Well, so, we can’t save money on installing surveillance cameras?
The "surveillance" he is holding in his hand is not for external use!
During the time when Shen Le was silent, both fellow apprentice brothers Gu Yulin and Zhang Bingxin were sweating profusely.

Gu Yulin had already put the peach wood sword back into its scabbard. He held a cell phone-like instrument in his hand, pointing it at the wolf demon. Every time the reading jumped, his expression became more serious:
Four digits!
Five figures!
Six figures!
Four-digit numbers are small demons that can cause harm to ordinary people. A novice disciple can capture and kill them if he masters the correct method and uses appropriate magic tools.
Five-digit monsters are medium-level monsters that have not survived the first thunder tribulation. It is recommended that novice practitioners avoid them or fight them under the leadership of a teacher and equipped with powerful magic weapons.
Six digits means a great demon that has survived a thunder calamity, please be careful!!! A novice disciple, run as far as you can!
These two "newly minted disciples" were said to be local leaders, but in fact they were just liaison officers and investigators.

When encountering an abnormal situation, use the talisman to explore it, scan it with the instrument, and if you find something wrong, call for help immediately...

And now, the uncle-master they had called over and the combat team he led were still driving on the way, about 30 kilometers away from here.

The monster that had been saying “please be careful” and “run as far as you can” was lying in front of them with its entire body burnt black and only one breath left...

As a matter of duty, this wanted criminal should be handed over to them, who will detain, interrogate, and perhaps sentence him. But is the boss who killed the monster in a backhand really willing to hand him over?

Would the person who didn't like them in the first place - or who always felt a little inexplicably wary of them - really be willing to hand it over?

Junior brother! Junior brother, be careful! Don't rush to catch up!

Zhang Bingxin's mental activities were not as rich as his senior brother's. He took out his phone, clicked on the chat box with Shen Le, and was ready to go:
Should I tell him directly?

Should I ask him directly?
Gu Yulin tried his best to wink and finally suppressed his junior brother's impatience. After a long time, a simple sentence popped up in the boss lady's WeChat dialog box:

"Fine……"

Phew, the boss finally nodded, but it seemed a bit reluctant. Gu Yulin didn't dare to speak, and typed quickly for the boss lady to see:

"Tell him that the Special Affairs Department will give a reward to anyone who catches a wanted criminal. He can exchange it for money, points, or something else. It's all up to him!
We will help him open an account, and we can deliver the redemption list to his door, or you can pass it on to him!"

The lady boss relayed the message truthfully. Shen Le stared at WeChat for a long time, wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote again, and finally sent a dry reply that seemed like a review of a memorial:

"understood."

My writing skills are so poor that I can’t even express my gratitude in a tactful way, look forward to seeing you again, or ask if you have any good things…

Shen Le covered his face in pain. Outside the wall, the Maoshan Taoist duo did not dare to criticize Shen Le's attitude, and both breathed a sigh of relief. In short, as long as the boss agrees, it's fine!
They took the sticks, one in front and one behind, and carried the wolf demon to the station. Using various restraining instruments and amulets, the two brothers looked at each other and scratched their heads in pain:

"So, how strong is this boss? What is the magic that killed the wolf demon? Most importantly - which sect does he belong to? Which heritage does he belong to? How can we win him over..."

When in doubt, ask your superior; when you don’t understand something, seek help from your teacher.

The two brothers quickly called their uncle who worked in the special department of Binhai City and was their direct superior.

The uncle immediately drove 60 kilometers to transport the prisoners, and interrogated and investigated them:
"This wolf demon has a very obvious aura of burning lightning."

"The nature of the energy is somewhat similar to this lightning-struck peach wood sword. I suspect it is the power of the thunder tribulation."

"From this, we can infer that the owner of the mansion has mastered at least three powerful spells. One is a spell used to protect the entire house, which has a slightly higher upper limit. A five-hundred-year-old wolf demon can forcefully break through by ramming it with its body several times;

The other is a single-target attack spell, a huge hand that has grown a hundred times larger, pressing down from the air, with a very high upper limit, capable of subduing the wolf demon with one strike. Whether it is a pure physical attack, there is too little information to determine..."

So?

The two brothers stared at their elder, eagerly waiting for his conclusion, like two hungry chicks waiting to be fed. The uncle stood up and turned around, then around again, frowning:

"I can think of five spells that can produce such an effect. The Great Sumeru Forbidden Technique, the Object-Replacing Form Forbidden Technique, the Mountain-Moving Technique, the Law of Heaven and Earth, and the Thousand Miles Courtyard..."

Every time he said something, the two young Taoists looked more bitter. At the end, Gu Yulin said in a trembling voice:

"Uncle Master, no one has been able to use any of these spells for at least three hundred years..."

"Yes, no one knows how to do it anymore." The uncle sighed softly:
"The third method is to guide the power of thunder and lightning to attack the enemy. Judging from the remaining traces, the energy intensity is not great, but the essence is very high. It can use the power of thunder and lightning..."

How many people in their Maoshan Sect can use the power of thunder and lightning?
The old ancestor who is in seclusion in the back mountain?

Or is it the junior brother who went to the capital to serve, a brilliant and talented man who was known as the greatest genius in a hundred years?

The uncle bent two fingers and tried to bend them again, but there were no more. Even if we count Longhu Mountain, Wudang Sect, Louguan Dao and so on, how many Taoist disciples walking around today can use the power of thunder tribulation?
The uncle shook his head, not daring to think about it. He solemnly told his two nephews:

"You must have a good relationship with the owner of this house. He can save your life at a critical moment! At the very least, if you encounter any monsters that you can't defeat, you can ask him for help!"

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