The island is half the size of Kyoto.

The island looks lush and green, with coconut trees lined up along the coast and many unique island cottages, giving it a strong holiday atmosphere.

In order to make Song Zhen feel as if the island was really bought by Jin Rongchen and given to her, Jin Rongchen had someone place a monument at the entrance of the island in advance, with three words written on it - "Xiaozhen Island".

When Song Zhen looked at the name, he felt a chilling feeling as if a murderous aura was striking him.

A strange Taoist priest next to her reminded her, "Miss, the evil spirit is on this island. As long as we find it, everything will be fine."

Jin Rongchen's wheelchair was pushed by the bodyguard, and he asked solemnly, "What have you found now?"

Song Zhen covered his abdomen and made a retching motion to the other side. He said weakly, "I'll tell you later. I'm seasick and can't use mystical techniques now."

Hearing this, Jin Rongchen barely managed to hide a smile, but his expression was filled with worry: "Xiao Zhen, you should have a good rest first, and I'll let the doctor see you later."

Song Zhen nodded with a guilty look on his face, "Okay."

They passed a sand castle, which contained many sand sculptures made from a mixture of mud and sand.

These sand sculptures have various postures. Some are lying down, some are walking with their legs apart, and some are raising their hands to greet people. Their expressions are carved delicately and exquisitely, and every grain of sand on them exudes a golden color in the sun.

If Song Zhen hadn't been able to see that there was a child's mummified body sealed in those sand sculptures, she might have mistaken them for works of art.

Through the sand sculptures, Song Zhen seemed to see the misfortunes they had experienced on this island.

They were sold to the island as blood slaves. The youngest was less than a month old and the oldest was only ten years old.

Not everyone comes here just to be a blood slave. Some also supply other parts to other successful matching tycoons around the world.

Younger infants are often used as a source of renin extraction.

When their utilization value is exhausted, some are left to be made into sand sculptures, some are used as fertilizer for trees, and some are directly thrown into the sea.

Song Zhen's mind flashed through it like a slide show, and in the end, the fake play became real and he really vomited.

"vomit--!"

"Miss!"

A female doctor helped Song Zhen into a five-story modern luxury villa in the center of the island.

This is also where Jin Rongchen lives.

In the living room on the first floor, the female doctor prepared a bottle of IV drip mixed with sleeping pills for Song Zhen and said seriously, "Miss, you vomited too much. To prevent electrolyte imbalance and dehydration, we will give you some fluids."

"it is good."

Song Zhen lay on the sofa and stretched out her hand. When the doctor went to get the needle, she suddenly pinched a talisman with her fingers. A beam of light hit the doctor's head, and the next second, the doctor fell backwards on the sofa.

Song Zhen replaced all the clothes, pants and shoes of the two men, put a high-level disguise charm on the doctor's face, then put on glasses, a white coat, carried a medicine box and walked deep into the island.

At this time, Jin Rongchen was still upstairs transfusing blood. While doing so, he asked, "How is Song Zhen? Has she not noticed anything unusual here?"

The doctor said, "Xiao Zheng, take advantage of her seasickness symptoms and give her an IV."

"Oh. Very good."

As long as a little bit of it is injected into her body, the little ghosts raised on this island will come out and suck her luck!

Now these little ghosts are still hiding in the deepest forest of the island, ready to strike.

In the living room, the disguised "Song Zhen" was half lying on the sofa, with a needle inserted in his arm and the infusion tube flowing at the slowest speed.

The celestial masters under Jin Rongchen occasionally came to see her, but they did not find anything unusual. Some even proudly informed Jin Rongchen, "The young lady has been knocked unconscious!"

As for Song Zhen himself, he had already gone into the Black Forest alone.

In broad daylight, the forest was filled with a spooky aura.

Amidst the ghostly aura, there is a nine-story golden "prison" building, like a tower.

Song Zhen approached and was questioned by two bodyguards, "Doctor Zheng, aren't you following the boss? Why are you here?"

Song Zhen coughed, tried to disguise his voice as that of Xiao Zheng, and said, "The boss asked me to get the renin."

One of the bodyguards immediately opened an app on his phone and asked in surprise: "Why don't I see the work order?"

Work order? It seems that the bodyguards here will not let you pass without a work order.

Song was really planning to cast a talisman to knock out the two bodyguards when suddenly an old and deep voice came from behind him.

"The boss's account has been stolen. The engineers are still repairing it. The work order will be filled later. I came here to inform you."

Song Zhen looked in shock at the man in red robe who came over to rescue him, and a white light flashed across his forehead.

It turns out that the person who delivered the letter using the black bird that day was him - Jin Rongchen's confidant, the red-robed Heavenly Master!

The bodyguards also knew Hongpao.

"Since the red-robed master said so, please come in!"

The two bodyguards let him go immediately. Song Zhen withdrew the finger that was holding half of the talisman and stepped into the "prison".

The man in red robe was accompanying him.

The two walked without speaking a word until they passed a corridor and Song Zhen pressed the red robe against the wall.

The movement was as fast as a gust of wind.

The red robe was not in a hurry to dodge.

"How did you recognize me?" Song Zhen pressed. She was using a high-level disguise talisman. Unless someone was at a higher level than her, he would not be able to break this talisman.

Hongpao's realm is obviously inferior to Song Zhen's.

The red robe explained: "Xiao Zheng is a coward. Every time he comes to the Nine-story Golden Pagoda, he asks me for a protective amulet. When you came straight to the point today, I knew that someone had changed."

"Then why are you helping me?"

"I'm not helping you now. My granddaughter and grandson have all been taken here as hostages! We are helping each other."

Song Zhen looked at the man in red robe and confirmed that what he said was true.

"That's fine."

She loosened her red robe.

The man in red robe led the way for her. He didn't know where his grandchildren were being held, so he simply went in order and first used his fingerprint to open the nearest closed air-conditioned room.

It was filled with sleeping infants and young children, hundreds of them under the age of three!

"This is used to extract renin, which is used to make magic water for the rich. The price outside is 200 million per milliliter."

The red-robed man introduced them as he checked inside to see if his young grandchildren were there.

Not finding the person he was looking for, the red-robed man sighed, "Even if we want to save them, it's impossible to take so many babies to the next room in such a short time..."

Before he could finish the word "ba", the rows of baby cribs disappeared like a puzzle game!

The red-robed man's pupils widened in shock, and he stepped forward to stop her, "Miss Song, where are you teleporting them to?"

Song Zhen said calmly: "New City, the Demon Alliance branch."

"Are you kidding? Given the distance from here to New City, it's impossible to send the space symbol over there. It will most likely fall into the sea..."

Song Zhen took out a space talisman that he had made in New City in advance and showed it to Hongpao.

I saw five more helicopters drawn on this high-level space symbol, which means that every time the space is teleported, the crib is sent by five helicopters, and the distance is five times!

The red robe was shocked, "This... this talisman can be made like this?"

"Yes, a new invention."

As Song Zhen spoke, he continued to use talismans to transport the baby.

The man in red looked as if he had opened his third eye. He stared at the scene in amazement and swallowed his saliva from time to time.

I thought to myself: I really hugged the right leg this time.

Five minutes later, the transmission was completed.

Song Zhen clapped his hands, "Next room!"

……

Over there at the villa.

After Jin Rongchen finished the blood transfusion and successfully relieved the hardship of the long journey, he sat in a wheelchair and took the elevator from the second floor to the next floor.

He walked step by step towards the fake "Song Zhen" who had been receiving intravenous drip for half an hour on the sofa.

The Heavenly Master's subordinates nearby sneered and said, "Even if she knows a little about metaphysics, she can't beat the master's intelligence! She has become meat on our chopping block now!"

Jin Rongchen narrowed his eyes, feeling as if something was missing. He looked around and glanced at the door twice, but still did not see any familiar figures.

He asked nervously, "Where's the red robe?"

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