Daoista Hu przyniósł na stół torbę z materiałem i wyciągnął z niej cynobrową czerwień oraz różne inne rzeczy, przygotowując metodycznie materiały do stworzenia formacji.
Biały Lotos, która już raz przez to przeszła, zobaczyła te przedmioty i na jej twarzy pojawił się uśmiech.
– Moja kochana Yuanyuan, mama jest tutaj, nie bój się. Nie zapomniała uspokoić swojej drżącej córki na rękach.
Obejmując matkę i czując znajomy zapach, Bai Yuanyuan stopniowo uspokajała swój strach i mocno przytulała matkę, nie puszczając.
Bai Lian pocieszała córkę, jednocześnie nadal obserwując przygotowania Daoisty Hu. 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"Come here," said Daoista Hu, looking up.
"Okay," Bai Lian said, carrying her daughter forward. She saw Daoista Hu take out a bowl of black, foul-smelling liquid and prepare to pour it on her daughter. She quickly asked, "Daoist master, wait, what is this? The formation you drew for Yuanyuan last time didn't have this, did it?"
"Do you still want to draw the Luck-Stealing Formation?" he asked, looking up with cold, murderous eyes.
Bai Lian was startled. "Yes, yes, I do, but what is this for?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the cold, bloody liquid was poured onto her back, and Bai Yuanyuan started crying again in fright.
Daoista Hu said casually, "The Luck-Stealing Formation is not only useless, but it has also been tampered with. It was originally a formation to steal Fortune/Luck, but after the tampering, it became a formation to steal bad luck. Do you think we should abolish the previous formation?"
"No wonder Yuanyuan always gets into trouble. Since last month, Yuanyuan has been having accidents. At first, she fell and hit her head, breaking her skull and suffering a severe concussion, even though she wasn't falling from a great height. After recuperating at home, she choked on water, choked on her food, and could fall down just by getting out of bed."
"While we were flying to C Province, the plane almost crashed, Yuanyuan fell repeatedly, and all her luggage was lost."
Bai Lian suddenly understood. Then she asked, "Daoist Master Hu, has Yuanyuan been discovered? Will Yuanyuan be in danger?"
"You can take her to live somewhere else. Since there are experts in Sijiu City who discovered her uniqueness... No..." As Daoista Hu spoke, his mind suddenly cleared. The mother and daughter were being targeted. They were coming now...
He suddenly stood up. The quietness in the room was different from usual.
Daoista Hu glanced coldly at the mother and daughter beside him. Before Bai Lian could react, he pulled them both in front of him, grabbing each by the neck. Bai Yuanyuan was forcibly dragged out.
"Come out! Since you're here, hiding and playing coy isn't the style of you so-called righteous people."
Seeing that they could no longer hide, the special department duo emerged from the dark corridor upstairs and leaped down, landing steadily ten steps away from Daoista Hu.
"So it's you two. Long time no see, Zhao Changsheng, Luo Yongdao."
Zhao Changsheng and Luo Yongdao, seeing that the hostage was in their hands, their eyes darkened with confidence.
Daoista Hu sneered, "Weren't you very arrogant back then? Proud to have become disciples of Mount Mao, considering yourselves righteous people. I didn't expect you to stoop to becoming thieves."
"Hu Qingshan," Zhao Changsheng frowned slightly.
"Enough talk. Let me go, or neither of them will be able to leave."
Luo Yongdao's face was stern. "Hu Qingshan, you can't escape."
"Whether I escape or not is not up to you. Open all the doors and windows in the room, quickly, or I'll kill one of them." Daoista Hu's voice seemed devoid of human warmth, chilling like a demon crawling out of hell.
To Luo Yongdao and Zhao Changsheng, these two women, one big and one small, were not particularly valuable. If they died, they died. However, as members of the system, they could not watch them die before their eyes.
The duo exchanged glances. Zhao Changsheng and Luo Yongdao's expressions softened. They turned and ran to open all the doors and windows on the first floor.
The two GA agents had already hidden when Daoista Hu was talking and were secretly coordinating their actions.
"Ah..."
Hearing the screams, Zhao Changsheng and Luo Yongdao looked over. Bai Lian had fallen to the ground, her knees and elbows scraped. Hu Qingshan, holding her daughter, deftly leaped out the window. Seeing that he was about to escape, the two GA agents cooperated perfectly. One kicked Hu Qingshan, while the other tried to retrieve the hostage.
Unexpectedly.
Hu Qingshan used Bai Yuanyuan as a shield against the attack. He was pushed by the force of the attack, knocking over the woman who was trying to take the hostage. The woman fell to the ground, and Hu Qingshan took the opportunity to try to escape, but was tripped by the woman's outstretched leg. In his haste, Zhao Changsheng and Luo Yongdao had already arrived.
The three grown men attacked together. Hu Qingshan couldn't handle it. He was held back by the people he was holding, becoming a burden instead. The three men engaged him, preventing him from using his hands to kill the hostages.
As the battle intensified, the three exchanged glances. Two of them persistently engaged Hu Qingshan, leaving him no room to maneuver, while the third repeatedly tried to retrieve the hostage but failed. Hand-to-hand combat is physically demanding. After a prolonged fight, one person couldn't fight freely, and the other three were constrained by the hostages, showing many scruples.
After exhausting most of their energy, the four of them stopped fighting.
What the three members of the system didn't expect was that Hu Qingshan, gasping for breath, struck the hostage in the back with his palm. The hostage, already unclothed, was thrown to the ground, spitting blood. Her limbs twitched uncontrollably. Her skin rapidly aged, and in a matter of moments, her hair turned white.
The eleven-year-old girl rapidly aged before their eyes, shrinking into a small old woman.
Hu Qingshan felt his inner power continuously strengthening, a smug expression appearing on his face.
"Hu Qingshan! You are insane!"
Zhao Changsheng roared, charging forward again to fight Hu Qingshan. Hu Qingshan, replenished with power, dealt with him easily, his breathing becoming more stable as the fight continued.
Luo Yongdao squatted down in front of the old woman and examined the marks on her back, deeply shocked.
"Old Zhao, her Fortune/Luck and Life Force have been drained."
Bai Lian rushed out of the room, pushed Luo Yongdao aside, picked up her daughter, and sobbed tearfully, "Yuanyuan, my baby."
"Wuwuwu, Mom, it hurts everywhere, my whole body hurts."
The person being held cried heartbrokenly, not only her bones but also her internal organs ached. She could even feel her life draining away. The sudden realization of death caused Bai Yuanyuan to completely break down.
Bai Lian, distraught, held her daughter, tears streaming down her face.
The GA woman stepped forward and examined her again.
Bai Lian looked at the woman stammeringly.
The woman just shook her head. "I'm sorry, I can't do anything."
With all her Life Force and Fortune/Luck gone, she couldn't save her even if she wanted to.
Bai Lian looked down at her daughter, who was writhing in pain, and blamed herself. "Yuanyuan, my Yuanyuan, it's my fault, Mom shouldn't have brought you here..."
She only regretted not being more cautious and not bringing her here at this time. If she had been cautious enough and hadn't been followed, Yuanyuan wouldn't have ended up like this!
"Mom."
Her breathing suddenly became difficult, and Bai Yuanyuan felt a great panic. Her emaciated fingers clutched her mother's arm tightly. Her internal organs convulsed severely. She opened her mouth to speak, but only coughed up mouthfuls of dark red, mixed with black and red clotted blood.