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The murderous intent was like a knife, piercing into the courtyard from all directions.

Yang Yuhuan's body, which was kneeling on the ground, suddenly stiffened, and her face turned deathly pale.

She didn't know martial arts, but she could still feel the terror of being targeted by a ferocious beast.

I could barely breathe.

Shen Mo didn't even flinch.

He reached out and pulled Yang Yuhuan up from the ground, his movements gentle yet firm, and made her stand behind him.

"Don't be afraid."

Two words: calm as still water.

It acted like a wall, keeping all the danger out.

Yang Yuhuan stared blankly at his retreating figure, and her wildly beating heart miraculously calmed down.

Shen Mo's gaze swept towards the darkness outside the courtyard.

The people who came were not weak.

Their auras were subtle, their coordination impeccable, and they slowly closed in from six directions.

One of the auras lingered on the rooftop a hundred meters away, firmly locking onto this spot.

"Since you're here, come in and talk."

Shen Mo's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached every corner outside the courtyard.

The words fell.

Three breaths later.

A dark figure scaled the wall and landed silently.

Wearing a black, close-fitting outfit and a bronze demon mask with a silver vertical stripe between the eyebrows.

Shen Mo glanced at the mask and understood.

Bad people.

The anime I watched in my past life has unexpectedly become a reality in this world.

This organization, ostensibly the emperor's hidden blade, is in reality a group of people protecting the Tang Dynasty in the shadows. Their leader, the Bad Commander, is an ancient monster who has lived for hundreds of years and witnessed the rise and fall of several dynasties.

It seems the waters of this world are indeed quite deep.

The silver-patterned deputy commander was also sizing up Shen Mo.

Too young, and too calm.

Despite being surrounded by six thugs, his face remained completely expressionless.

It's like a bottomless ancient well.

Shuai is right.

This person is unfathomable.

"Are you Shen Mo?"

The deputy commander spoke, his voice muffled and hoarse, filtered through his mask.

"it's me."

"We have come under orders and have no ill intentions," the deputy commander said humbly. "We just have a few questions we would like to ask you, Daoist Master."

"ask."

Silence is concise and to the point.

The deputy commander stared at Shen Mo: "At the Yang residence in Chang Le Fang, was it the Taoist priest who killed a 'demon'?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "monster".

This is a test they are doing.

Shen Mo looked at him and said calmly, "That's not a demon."

"Not a demon?"

The deputy commander was puzzled. If it wasn't a demon, then what was it...?

"It's an enemy from outer space."

Shen Mo's voice was calm, but as soon as he said it, the silver-patterned vice commander's body trembled violently!

The pupils beneath the mask suddenly contracted!

The other thugs lurking in the darkness also instantly became disoriented!

An enemy from outer space?!

Countless thoughts flashed through the deputy commander's mind.

No wonder there were those strange traces at the scene!

No wonder there are such unheard-of words as "mission failed" and "annihilation"!

"The one in the attic, come down here too."

Shen Mo raised his chin and looked at the rooftop a hundred meters away.

In the attic.

The thug responsible for remote locking felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to his head!

It was discovered!

It was discovered from the very beginning!

The other person didn't even turn their head, yet they knew where he was hiding!

At this moment, all the villains remembered the warning the commander had given them before he set off—

"Don't provoke a tiger that has already eaten its fill."

They only understand now.

This is not a tiger.

This is a deity.

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the silver-striped deputy commander.

He forced himself to calm down.

Faced with such an existence, any probing or threats are meaningless.

The only option is to show weakness.

He bowed deeply to Shen Mo.

"It was my fault for being blind and not recognizing your greatness, thus disturbing your peaceful cultivation."

The form of address changed from "Your Excellency" to "Sir".

Shen Mo didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

That calm gaze sent a chill down the vice-commander's spine.

The deputy commander gritted his teeth and continued, "Now that the True Man has slain the enemy from beyond the heavens, could you tell us whether such enemies will reappear? So that we may take precautions in advance."

Shen Mo glanced at him.

"You can't defend against it."

In short, it shut him down completely.

The vice-commander froze.

Shen Mo continued, "I came to Chang'an only to clean up those who deserve to die. You'd better not stop me."

He paused, his voice growing even colder: "As for extraterrestrial enemies, if they reappear, I will handle it myself. You only need to do one thing."

"What is it?"

"Don't block the way."

Two words, light and airy.

But they were like two mountains pressing down on the hearts of all the bad guys.

Shen Mo pondered to himself.

Although the Bad Guys are ruthless, their initial purpose was to protect the Tang Dynasty. Their leader, the Bad Guy Commander, is a man of great wisdom. Reaching some kind of understanding with him could save a lot of trouble.

After all, he was purging those damned powerful and wicked officials, while the Bad People were protecting the foundation of the Tang Dynasty. The two were not in conflict.

The silver-patterned deputy commander trembled slightly.

This is not a threat.

This is a warning.

A warning delivered to the entire Bad Guys organization.

"Your subordinate... understands."

The deputy commander bowed again, his tone extremely respectful: "You, sir, are acting on behalf of Heaven to punish the wicked, and we will certainly cooperate. However, this matter is of great importance, and our rank is too low to make the decision. Please allow us to report to the commander-in-chief—"

"No need."

Shen Mo interrupted him.

"If your commander wants to know more, he should come to see me in person."

He turned away, no longer looking at these people.

"Now, get out."

A single word carries the weight of divine might.

"yes!"

The deputy commander dared not say anything more, and with a flash, disappeared into the darkness.

Other lurking criminals also retreated like the tide.

The courtyard returned to quiet.

Yang Yuhuan stood behind Shen Mo, looking at his back with her eyes full of shock.

She didn't know what "enemies from outer space" meant.

I don't know who those men in black are.

But she knew those people were very strong and terrifying.

Shen Mo, with just a few words, got them to escape.

Shen Mo turned around and looked at Yang Yuhuan.

"You just said you wanted to come with me?"

Yang Yuhuan was taken aback, then nodded vigorously.

"yes!"

He remained silent for a moment.

"Yes, it's possible."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yuhuan's eyes lit up instantly.

"But there are conditions."

Shen Mo's voice was calm: "First, wherever I go, you follow. Whatever I tell you to do, you do. No questions asked, no words spoken."

"Secondly, when I kill someone, you close your eyes. When I do other things, you don't need to interfere."

Third, if one day I am to leave this world, I don't know if you will be able to come with me. So, don't have too many expectations of me.

Shen Mo stared intently into Yang Yuhuan's eyes. Those clear, autumn-water-like eyes reflected the candlelight, carrying a hint of determination, a touch of trepidation, and an undisguised longing.

"If you can do it, stay. If you can't, I'll take you to a safe place after dawn."

Yang Yuhuan agreed without hesitation.

"Yu Huan can do it!"

Her voice was firm, and her eyes were full of light.

"As long as I can stay by the Taoist priest's side, Yu Huan is willing to do anything."

Shen Mo looked at her and remained silent for a moment.

"it is good."

He turned and walked into the house.

"Get a good rest tonight. Chang'an will be very lively starting tomorrow."

Yang Yuhuan watched his retreating figure, her eyes slightly reddening.

she knows.

From this day forward, her fate has been completely changed.

And all of this is because of the man in front of me.

---

The night grew deeper.

Beneath the walls of Chang'an City lies the headquarters of the Bad Guys.

The silver-striped deputy commander knelt by the pool, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

"Sir, your subordinate is incompetent and failed to gather more intelligence."

The Bad Guy had his back to him, the bamboo pole in his hand still dangling in the dark pool.

"You did a great job."

The old man's voice was hoarse.

"At least, you all came back alive."

He turned around, a dangerous glint in his single eye.

"An enemy from outer space... Interesting."

"It seems the waters of this world are deeper than I imagined."

He put down the bamboo pole and took out a scroll from his pocket.

"Pass on my orders."

"First, withdraw all personnel monitoring Xinghua Ward. Do not provoke that master again."

"Second, investigate. Investigate all cases in Chang'an City related to 'demons,' 'ghosts,' and 'evil spirits' in the past three months."

"Third, prepare generous gifts. I will personally visit Xinghua Ward three days later."

He paused, a profound look flashing in his single eye.

"This sage may be the key to our great Tang Dynasty's destiny."

"It could also be a calamity."

"But in any case..."

He looked in the direction of Chang'an.

"I'm going to take a gamble."