Chapter 817: Mysterious Rune Paper

When he reached a pond, Shen Lang suddenly heard a movement in front of him, immediately hid behind a tiled house, and looked forward cautiously.
Hua Ziling also hid behind the house.
I saw three men in weird monk robes whispering and talking by the pond.
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, these people dressed a bit like Thai monks, and from time to time large patches of red mist flew from the cuffs of the three of them.
These three people are undoubtedly the ones who laid the blood gu!
But these three are not Wu Xiu, just ordinary people.
Shen Lang vaguely remembered that in Southeast Asia, especially in Thailand, there was a very secret head-down division organization, which gathered a large number of head-down divisions.
When Shen Lang was still a killer in Longteng before, he had heard of this head-down division organization. However, this organization has always been extremely secretive, and Shen Lang didn't know what they were doing.
It's no wonder that Shen Lang felt that this kind of trick was very similar to the head drop technique before, and the three of them were probably the rumored head drop master.
Blood Gu is actually one of the most advanced techniques for lowering the head.
Upon listening carefully, the three of them really spoke in Thai.
Shen Lang only knows a little Thai, so he can understand what they are saying. It sounded like they were looking for something in this village.
Among the three, the headed person was wearing a red monk's robe, and listening to him seemed to have a higher status than the other two.
After probably knowing the other party's purpose, Shen Lang didn't bother to listen anymore, and his right hand shook.
"Shoo!"
Two willow-leaf flying knives shot out, "pouch" twice, piercing the throats of the two Thais.
The two were killed immediately and fell in a pool of blood.
The Thai monk wearing a red robe was shocked when he saw this. He stared vigilantly around, and screamed in his mouth.
Shen Lang looked gloomy and strode over.
The Thai monk's face changed drastically, his mouth was muttering, and a large swath of red mist hit Shen Lang.
As soon as Shen Lang's body guard gasped out, the red mist that approached turned into fly ash, and countless small red insect corpses fell to the ground.
The head descending teacher was sweating, rolling his hands, and a large amount of red mist rushed towards Shen Lang.
Shen Lang casually lifted it, and a large amount of gang wind swept towards the head-down master.
"boom!"
With a scream, the man flew seven or eight meters away, and fell into the mud, unable to climb.
Shen Lang rushed forward and grabbed his collar.
The head-down master was so frightened that he screamed in his not-so-proficient Chinese language: "Fare... forgive me!"
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. Since the other party can speak Chinese, things are simple.
"What are you looking for in this village?" Shen Lang asked.
"This..." The head-down master hesitated, afraid to say it.
"Tell me obediently, or I will kill you!" Shen Lang pinched the man's neck with one hand and asked coldly.
"I said I said!" The head-down master was so frightened that he had to explain everything obediently.
It turned out that they really came from the head-down division organization in Thailand, and the organization's name was the Illuminati.
The three Thai descendants who came here were all officials of the Illuminati. The guy in the red monk robe was still a senior cadre named Sunda.
Their main purpose in coming to Qingwan Town was to find the relics left by the founders of the Illuminati.
In fact, the Illuminati have been investigating this relic for many years.
Because there was too little information left, it was difficult to obtain evidence where the relic was in China.
After years of research, the Illuminati finally locked the location in Qingwan Town at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains in China through clues.
Sunda received a notice from the Illuminati a few days ago and personally brought people to Qingwan Town to find the relics.
As for coming to Qingwan Village to release Gu to kill people, it was entirely the incidental behavior of these three lowered heads, letting the blood gu swallow people and raise Gu by the way.
"What is the relic you are looking for in the Illuminati?" Shen Lang forced.
"I...I can't betray my ancestors, no...otherwise I will be cursed! You killed me, I can't say!" Shanda was terrified, shaking all over, just refused to say it.
Seeing this man died, he refused to say, Shen Lang looked gloomy and took out a jade box from his storage bag.
The jade box was opened, and there was a dried rectangular object lying inside, which was dark red, like withered bark.
Shen Lang filled the jade box with water.
The dry rectangular object swelled instantly when exposed to water, turning into a chalk-sized red bug.
The red worm was squirming quickly in the water, and quickly straightened up, making a "hissing" squeal with a grin.
"Spirit Erosion Gu!" Hua Ziling caught a glimpse of the red bug, her pretty face changed color by the way, and her heart shuddered.
Unexpectedly, Shen Lang still had such a vicious worm on his body.
Hua Ziling rejoiced in her heart again that Shen Lang was not the kind of cruel and cruel person, if she was killed by Shen Lang, it would really be bad for the earth.
Shen Lang bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood, allowing Spirit Erosion Gu to absorb it, and randomly threw the Gu worm directly into Sunda's mouth.
This guy killed so many Chinese people in Qingwan Village, he was more than dead! Before he died, Shen Lang wanted to ask for news about the relic.
"what!!!"
Under the ravages of Gu worms, Shanda hugged his head and yelled in a very miserable voice.
His head seemed to burst, and the intense pain caused him to scream and twitch his hands and feet.
Sunda couldn't stand such cruel pain, and finally explained everything.
It turned out that the relic of the founder of the Illuminati was actually a piece of talisman paper called "Spirit Falling Talisman", which has been enshrined in the ancestral hall of Qingwan Village.
Shen Lang's heart moved, and the Illuminati tried every possible means to find the piece of talisman paper, indicating that the thing should not be ordinary talisman paper.
After asking some key things, Shen Lang directly asked Spirit Erosion Gu to send Shanda back to the west.
"The ancestral ancestral hall of Qingwan Village?" Shen Lang looked around, his eyes fixed on an ancestral temple on the edge of the village, just across the river.
Originally, these three head descending masters were going to fetch the talisman after raising the blood gu, but they did not expect to encounter Shen Lang midway.
Shen Lang performed light work, crossed the river and walked towards the ancestral hall by the village.
Hua Ziling felt boring, she didn't know why Shen Lang was interested in such trivial things.
Anyway, she was still idle now, and she followed.
The decoration of the ancestral hall is quite modern, and the big iron gate is locked.
Shen Lang directly lifted his palm strength, beat the iron gate to the ground, and strode into the ancestral hall.
The burning fragrance is very strong. In the center of the ancestral hall, there are several tablets of the ancestors of Qingwan Village, several incense burners, and tribute fruits.
After checking the surroundings, there was nothing to hide.
After walking around, Shen Lang fixed his eyes on the ancestor tablets of Qingwan Village in the center of the ancestral hall.
Shen Lang had no intention of offending, so he took it lightly and turned a few ancestor tablets over and looked at it.
Sure enough, a piece of yellow talisman paper was pasted on the back of one of the tablets, in an ancient style.
At first glance it was just a piece of old mouldy yellow paper, but Shen Lang felt a strange breath.