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A gust of wind howled past, and the slender figure of the wind demon Howling Wind leaped through the air.
"Endure, endless torment and suffering."
At that moment, an elegant elder appeared from afar.
The magnetic voice of the Moon Demon Curse Lan rang out.
"This is the consequence of your betrayal, Holy Lord."
A huge fish tail suddenly lashed out, tightly binding the Holy Lord's soul.
The water demon Basha leaned out, her voice icy.
"We are in a drought-stricken hell, waiting for the end of the world."
The demon Ximu flew past at high speed, his voice sharp and piercing.
"Our wisdom has been lost over the long years!"
"Living the same unchanging life for hundreds of years!"
He then landed on a slowly writhing green mountain.
That mountain is the mountain demon, Bogang.
She opened her scarlet eyes and roared angrily.
"You never intended to come and save us!"
The Holy Lord was surrounded by his brothers and sisters and could not move, so he could only try to explain in vain.
"The operation to rescue you is still in the planning stages! And I'm imprisoned inside the statue!"
A blinding bolt of lightning flashed past the Holy Lord, illuminating the hideous face of the Thunder Demon Zhong Su.
He flew in from afar, surrounded by destructive lightning.
"You want to rule the world all by yourself! You selfish bastard!"
The Holy Lord's soul could do nothing but endure the repeated whippings of his brothers and sisters.
Just as he was about to be consumed by this endless torment, he let out a roar with all his might.
"Wait! I can save you!"
Basha scoffed dismissively.
"Stop trying to fool us, Holy Lord."
"We all know that the gates of hell can only be opened from the outside, on Earth!"
The Holy Lord's soul ceased its struggle.
His voice regained its former cunning and composure, filled with a seductive power.
"Brothers and sisters, tell the truth."
“If you wish, I, standing before you, can easily leave.”
"To control any human being I want to control."
"Release the sacred spell binding you all!"
Chapter 12 Your Aura Doesn't Belong to Our World
The copper bell on the door rang out with a clear sound, swaying and sending up wisps of dust.
A kind smile appeared from behind the counter, accompanied by a massive, mountain-like figure.
"Hello, welcome to Old Man's Antique Shop."
Tru's voice was gentle and kind.
But after recognizing who it was, the smile on his face vanished instantly.
Tru's body tensed involuntarily, and his voice carried a hint of wariness.
"What are you doing here? There are no more talismans here."
Lin Ci's gaze swept across the store, the air filled with a peculiar scent of old paper mixed with sandalwood.
He chuckled.
"It seems you're doing quite well in your new job."
Tru's massive body emerged from behind the counter, blocking Lin Ci's path and casting a large shadow.
"You're not welcome here. Go back to your Black Hand gang!"
Lin Ci ignored this and walked straight to a wooden chair for guests, where he sat down.
"Don't be nervous, Tru, we're friends, aren't we?"
He crossed his legs, looking relaxed.
"Moreover, I also resigned from Valon and am now unemployed."
Upon hearing this, Tru's tense muscles instantly relaxed, and his expression immediately changed.
He moved his massive body aside, revealing a simple, honest smile.
"You should have said so earlier, Brother Lin. Welcome to Old Man's Antique Shop."
Tru had a very good impression of Lin Ci.
When Lin Ci was with Valon, he did many dangerous things for him and helped him with a lot of things.
Moreover, compared to Afen and the others, Lin Ci is a normal person, and he speaks in an interesting way.
So Tru and Lin Ci are considered good friends.
A smile appeared on Lin Ci's lips.
"Where's Xiaoyu?"
Tru picked up a rag and began wiping a dusty earthenware pot as he spoke.
"Because I live in the store, Jackie Chan and Jade have nowhere to stay, so they are now living in District 13."
A loud and clear shout came from the back of the room.
"True, we have guests, why don't you even pour them some tea!"
An old man wearing round-framed glasses and a yellow wool sweater walked out from behind the beaded curtain.
He wore a standard welcoming smile.
"Hello, welcome to Daddy's... Oops!"
The smile on the old man's face vanished instantly after he saw Lin Ci's appearance clearly.
He casually grabbed the broom next to Tru and assumed a defensive stance.
"True, prepare for battle!"
Tru quickly stepped forward and stood between the two to explain.
"Dad, Lin Ci no longer works for the Black Hand Gang."
Upon hearing this, the old man's expression changed again.
He casually put down the broom, and his face once again beamed with a welcoming smile.
"Why didn't you say so sooner? Come and see, our old man's antique shop has many precious antiques."
Lin Ci glanced at his father.
"I don't buy antiques, I'm looking for Xiaoyu."
When Dad heard that he wasn't buying antiques, his smile vanished.
"Xiaoyu is in District 13 with Jackie Chan."
Lin Ci couldn't help but find it a little funny to see his father's expression change faster than flipping through a book.
"Since Xiaoyu isn't here, I'll look for you, Dad."
The old man pushed up his glasses, and a beam of light reflected off the lenses.
"Why are you looking for your father?"
Lin Ci stood up and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to his father.
"I want to learn some Qi magic from my father."
The old man raised an eyebrow.
"Air magic? Your own magic is already powerful enough, why do you need to learn it from your father?"
Lin Ci still had a smile on her face.
"Surely we can exchange ideas? Aren't you curious about my magic?"
Lin Ci genuinely wanted to learn some Qi magic.
Too many skills don't overwhelm the body.
If you can learn it, you will; if you can't, you won't lose anything.
Now that the talisman has been returned to Valmont, the story timeline will continue to unfold as originally planned.
At this point, Valon hadn't yet robbed the bank, and naturally, Shendu's soul hadn't been released yet.
He has plenty of time now.
Upon hearing this, the old man sized up Lin Ci.
"Come to the back with Dad."
He turned and walked towards the back room.
"True, continue watching the store."
Tru responded.
"Okay, sir."