While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

Finally, they passed through the clouds and flew above them.

"right……"

At the very beginning, a gust of wind rushed into her mouth, making it impossible for her to speak.

At the same time, she felt cold and lacked oxygen.

My head felt heavy, and I felt like I was about to faint at any moment.

Just then, a gentle force fell upon her.

They wrapped her and Cao Kun up completely.

In an instant, the whistling wind in my ears disappeared.

The lack of oxygen and the cold have disappeared.

She can breathe and speak normally now.

"I...I'm sorry, Master Cao, I..."

Monica blushed deeply and apologized to Cao Kun.

Cao Kun: "Save your energy for saving your daughter."

If you're flying, it takes at least five hours to fly from Los Angeles to Maine.

But just over an hour later, Cao Kun brought Monica to their destination.

Derry, Maine.

The sky here is always overcast, with a fine drizzle.

The air was filled with the smell of damp earth and a cloying, rotten sweetness.

Cao Kun, with Monica by his side, first observed the town from above for a while.

After finding a specific destination, it dropped straight down and landed outside an abandoned building.

Monica leaned against the wall and gagged a few times.

Even with Cao Kun's magical protection, this kind of rapid, long-distance flight spanning thousands of kilometers...

It still made her feel dizzy.

This is not a physical reason, but a psychological one.

Because of her worries, Monica, who hadn't eaten for a long time, didn't vomit much, only some acidic fluid.

"Take it."

Cao Kun handed him a bottle of water.

Monica took a sip of water and felt much better.

"Thank you," Monica said gratefully.

His eyes, however, held a very complex expression.

If someone had told her before today that people could fly.

She absolutely wouldn't believe it.

But just now, she experienced it herself.

Moreover, it's a distance of several thousand kilometers.

Monica felt like her entire worldview had been shattered.

"Let's go." Seeing that Monica had recovered, Cao Kun looked at the small corridor in front of him.

"Is Master Cao inside?" Monica asked as she followed.

Inside the abandoned building.

Several large holes were broken in the roof, and a cold, drizzling rain leaked in.

It struck the thick pile of hay, producing a series of dull thuds.

The air was filled with a mixture of musty, musty smells and a faint, sweet, fishy odor, like rotten candy.

Monica gripped Cao Kun's sleeve tightly, the hay under her feet crunching softly.

She looked around, but saw nothing but a few rotten wooden beams.

She looked to Cao Kun for help, hoping he could give her some answers.

Cao Kun walked to a corner of the room and tapped his toes lightly on the ground rhythmically.

"Thump...thump..."

The originally dull sound suddenly became spacious.

Cao Kun bent down, reached out and grabbed a rusty ring, and suddenly exerted force.

"Creak—!"

The heavy metal cover was lifted, revealing a dark, vertically downward passage.

A strong, cold wind, smelling of sulfur and decay, gushed out from the cave entrance.

The wind whipped Monica's black hair, making it dance wildly.

"Master Cao...is it down here?"

Monica fought back her urge to vomit, her face deathly pale.

"Um."

Cao Kun nodded: "You can wait for me up here, I'll go down to find your daughter Mia."

Based on the movie, Pennywise does not attack adults.

Its target has always been children.

"No," Monica said firmly, "I'll go with you."

Cao Kun thought about it and did not refuse.

Although in the first movie, Pennywise doesn't lay a hand on adults.

But in the second installment, it again targets adults.

Without saying a word, Cao Kun reached out and put his arm around Monica's waist.

Monica couldn't help but shudder.

Previously, she had a clear aversion to Cao Kun.

But now, her thoughts have changed.

When Cao Kun put his arm around her, she couldn't help but feel a strange sensation.

Without hesitation, Cao Kun leaped into the air.

The two landed in a damp, stone-paved passage.

The passageway was lined with crisscrossing iron pipes.

Some had already burst open, spewing out rusty red sewage.

This place is like the most hidden veins of Derry, intricate and complex, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Cao Kun closed his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness spread out like a tide.

Strangely, in my original perception, this place should have been filled with an aura of evil spirits.

But now, all that's being returned is utter silence.

It was as if everything was isolated by a thick barrier.

"Isn't it here?" Monica asked in a trembling voice.

"It's here, it just doesn't want us to find it."

Cao Kun sneered, and with a flick of his hand, took out a paper crane and a pink sock from his system space.

"Paper cranes carry incense to carry on the old traditions, their souls resonate and seek traces. The Big Dipper guides the way, and the journey home is just a stone's throw away."

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

The next moment, the paper crane flapped its wings and took flight on its own.

It hesitated for a moment at the fork in the road, then plunged into one of the pipes.

"Stay close."

Under Monica's shocked gaze, Cao Kun led her quickly through the narrow pipe.

The water was getting deeper and deeper, already up to my ankles.

The cloying sweet smell in the air grew stronger and stronger.

It was so thick it almost solidified, making people feel dizzy.

After reaching the end of the passage, they arrived at a place resembling an underground river.

The water in the underground river was murky and viscous, flowing slowly over my ankles with a sluggish "splash, splash" sound.

The walls were covered with pipes of all sizes.

Some are covered in verdigris, while others are still dripping black water.

The air pressure here is so low that it makes your chest feel stuffy.

The once lively paper crane now seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall, spinning violently in mid-air.

Its wings flapped slower and slower until it finally landed weakly on Cao Kun's shoulder and remained motionless.

"Master Cao, it seems like we've been here before?" Monica asked, her voice trembling.

Cao Kun frowned and nodded.

Monica is right, they did come here.

Pennywise, they actually got lost.

This is not a simple case of being lost in a maze.

It must be a special kind of incorrect energy flow that caused the crane to lose its correct direction.

Monica: "Is Mia nearby? Is she still alive?"

Cao Kun stared at the dark riverbed ahead, his tone calm: "You'll find out soon enough."

"Hehehe..."

Suddenly, a childish yet twisted laugh came from deep within the pipe.

The calm surface of the underground river suddenly exploded.

A huge black shadow roared out, carrying a cloud of sewage.

The moment Monica saw what it was, she let out a piercing scream and collapsed behind Cao Kun.

It was a monster twisted to the extreme.

Its body appears to be made up of countless skinned limbs stitched together.

Two enormous faces, side by side, grow on the chest.

Its arms are as thin as bamboo poles, but it has sharp, black claws like sickles.

A piercing screech echoed across the rusty iron pipe.