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"Except that it's a little smaller, it's exactly like Sun Wukong's Water Curtain Cave!"

Nan Mo crossed the waterfall and stood at the entrance of the cave. He looked around the small cave and finally his eyes fell on a stone.

The dog was already inhaling the special scent emitted by the spirit tablet in big gulps.

[Master, it's behind that stone. ]

As soon as he finished speaking, a black wooden box appeared in Nan Mo's hand.

She opened it, and inside lay a palm-sized spirit tablet.

Without any hesitation, he put it into the space.

At this moment, she was not in a hurry to leave, but stared deeply at the Water Curtain Cave in front of her.

"Dog, from what we can see so far, the witch may not know that there is a branch of the dragon vein in Butterfly Valley. If she knew, the spirit tablet would not have stayed here so intact."

[That's not because of the spirit tablet. What on earth did the witch use to practice those evil arts? ]

"This is also the question I have been thinking about since I left the altar. There must be something strange under the altar."

The dog hesitated and said: [Master, we previously guessed that it was because of the branch dragon vein, so we were 100% sure that we could handle it. Now it’s not a dragon vein, what should we do next? ]

[We have also encountered these evil and dirty things when we were carrying out missions in modern times, but there were always special ghost exorcists in charge of them. But we don’t know how to jump rope! ]

Hearing Gou Zi's words, Nan Mo touched her teeth with the tip of her tongue, and recalled a time in modern times when she had worked with a psychic team to carry out a mission in Xiangxi.

It was also at that time that she found out that the country not only secretly trained special agents like her, but also formed a team of exorcists and psychics, and set up a special psychic team department just for these people.

She had never believed in ghosts and gods, so she completely shut up after that incident. After all, she originally thought that weird thing like skipping rope was just a folk custom and didn't take it seriously.

But since you have seen some of the psychic's operations with your own eyes, there are some things that you cannot help but believe.

"Let's go take a look first. Anyway, we must not let the witch's people stay and continue to commit evil."

【Okay! 】

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He teleported out of the forbidden area and sensed murderous aura all around him before he even approached the altar.

After hiding his breath, Nan Mo jumped onto an ancient tree. Not far away, there were many people gathered around the altar. Most of them were bare-chested servants wearing headscarves, and some maids also wearing headscarves.

A servant came up to the old man in a coarse linen robe and holding a scepter, "Village leader, the back mountain was suddenly blown up, and my mother-in-law is nowhere to be found. It seems that the leader and the guards have been killed. You have to make a decision."

The village chief had ferocious eyes and a strong murderous aura emanating from his body. He glanced at the bloodstains around the altar and turned around abruptly.

"Bang" sound.

The scepter in his hand was pressed on the ground, and the ground shook along with it.

The servants and maids all knelt on the ground.

"Everyone, get up! Someone actually dared to trespass into Butterfly Valley and caused such a big commotion. As the village chief, I will definitely not sit idly by."

After everyone got up, the village chief looked towards the maid, "Has the Saint Lady not returned yet?"

The leader of the maids stepped forward and said respectfully, "Replying to the village master, I haven't returned yet."

The village chief's face was gloomy, and his eyes fell on the servant beside him, "Have you found any trace of the thief who sneaked into the valley?"

"Reporting to the village chief, we have searched the entire valley but found no trace."

After a pause, the attendant hesitated and said, "Except for the forbidden area."

"Has the chieftain come out of confinement?"

The attendant shook his head and said, "We have sent several people to inform them of the current situation in the valley, but there has been no response."

"Where's his last disciple? Still hasn't shown up?"

"No, I haven't seen him in recent years."

“Humph!” The village chief shouted angrily, “No matter how much the Great Chieftain’s lineage opposes Grandmother, they are also people of Butterfly Valley. I don’t believe that he didn’t notice the abnormality in the valley.”

As soon as the village chief said this, the people below disliked the great chieftain even more in their hearts, and even resented him. They all followed the mother-in-law, and originally had some respect for him because he was the great chieftain, but now it was all gone.

The attendant approached and whispered, "Village leader, we must seize this opportunity. Grandma will definitely be back soon, and the thief will not be able to escape. Now that the leader is dead, the altar is the most important place. When the time comes, you will be at Grandma's place..."

The attendant didn't say the rest. The village chief lowered his eyes and took a look, and then he understood what he meant. He then said loudly, "There is no trace of the thief anywhere else in the valley, which shows that the man must have entered the forbidden area. That place is the territory of the chieftain, and the chieftain will deal with it himself."

He turned and looked at the altar, "This is Grandma's hard work. We must protect it until our death."

"We will protect you until our death, we will protect you until our death..." the servants and maids shouted in unison.

The village chief raised his scepter high up, and the people below fell silent in an instant.

"Start the formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several men and women attendants with bells hanging around their waists suddenly emerged from the team. They stood in an orderly manner at the center of the formation next to the altar and took off the bells from their waists at the same time.

Nan Mo, who was hiding in the tree, looked up with deep eyes, "Did you sense the presence of other people in the forbidden area just now?"

[No, except that dirty old man.]

"He said he was not a chieftain, and he seemed to know the general father."

[If it is really not the case, then it can be seen that this great chieftain is not only powerful but also mysterious. However, it seems that he is the opposite of the witch. ]

"Let's first take a look at what secrets this altar has."

As soon as she finished speaking, the old tree where she was hiding began to shake, and strong winds blew around it.

Then he flashed into the space.

On the altar side, under the leadership of the village chief, gusts of cold wind began to spread outward from the center of the altar.

The attendants and maids around also held up bells.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

Just as the sound of the bells became more rapid and louder, the cold wind suddenly disappeared and the strong winds around also stopped.

The village chief took back his scepter, his eyes filled with shock and anger, "Someone can actually set up a formation to suppress the Yin-Yang Formation."

The people around took back the bells, their faces filled with disbelief.

The attendant beside him looked worried, "What should we do, village chief? If mother-in-law comes back and sees that the statue has been destroyed and the candles have all gone out, then we..."

Before the servant could finish his words, the village chief glared at him coldly and he quickly shut up.

The village chief glanced at the altar with extremely cold eyes, and finally his gaze fell on the scepter in his hand.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly bit his finger, and the blood stained the scepter.

Then he raised it high with both hands and kept muttering some incomprehensible spell.

In an instant, a dark smoke seemed to appear under his feet and connected with several surrounding array points, surrounding the altar.

The bells in the servants' hands automatically detached from them and gathered in the sky. The surrounding black smoke also poured into the bells at this time.

As the village chief suddenly knelt on the ground, the black smoke twisted into a rope and headed straight for the altar.