American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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"Maybe he didn't know, or maybe Dad mistook him for someone else."

"Then we laid our cards on the table, and I didn't believe he would run away."

Ling Yun waved her hand forcefully, looking like a female demon.

Qin Ya didn't want to dwell on it. The person she was talking to was from a different world, so there was no need to get hung up on it; it wasn't her style.

If they are brothers, that's great; if not, it doesn't matter.

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After getting rid of Qin Ya, the eleventh brother let out a breath and suddenly remembered his original body. Of course, after so much time, his original body should have reacted, but strangely, his soul was in a state of hesitation and uncertainty, which was puzzling.

...

Hejiatun Township, Yunnan-Guizhou mountainous area.

The remote mountain area is like stepping back in time several decades ago. There are no red lights and green tiles, no tall buildings, and sparse villages are surrounded by terraced fields. From a distance, the scenery is exceptionally beautiful.

Two black SUVs were parked at the crossroads at the entrance of the village.

The car door opened, and a tall man stepped out. His name was Lin Dong, and he worked in the special cases department, specializing in the study of non-natural phenomena, including cases involving supernatural abilities.

He was followed by three bodyguards, all of whom were members of the Secret Service.

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Lin Dong took off his sunglasses, walked to another car, and whispered a few words to the old man sleeping in the seat.

"Taoist Zhang, we've arrived."

The old man opened his eyes, habitually wiped his mouth, and seeing that he was surrounded, quickly lowered his head and pretended to say...

"lead the way"

The old man took off his headphones, put on a crown, changed into a Bagua Taoist robe, and whisked his whisk, looking every bit the hermit.

Lin Dong did not hesitate and personally led the way. The group walked along the country dirt road. Before they had gone a few steps, the old man suddenly stopped, his face becoming tense and unusually serious.

Lin Dong also became nervous.

"Could it be that the Taoist priest has discovered something?"

"It's too quiet here."

"This village and this mountain are so quiet, it doesn't seem like a place in the human world."

Upon hearing this, the other four also realized that the surroundings were indeed very quiet. There were no human voices, dog barks, insect chirps, or bird calls. The vast wilderness was completely silent, without even the slightest sound.

The old man rolled up his sleeves and led the way into the manor.

After opening the door to the house, he saw a dog lying on the ground. Lin Dong went over to check its breathing and then shook his head. The chickens in the pigsty were the same; they were neither injured nor poisoned, but just lay there like corpses.

Upon entering the house, the old man appeared nervous: the occupants were a middle-aged couple who lay quietly on the bed, seemingly asleep.

"Doss, what's going on?"

The old man said in a cold voice.

"Their souls have vanished."

Chapter 1409 Deathly Silence

Lin Dong and his group visited each household, and the situation was similar in all of them.

All 69 households in the village were affected.

A deathly silence filled the air.

The old man left his home and came to the nearby mountains and forests. He found a few sparrows in the bushes, opened his eyes and examined them carefully. Then he picked up a shovel and began to dig the ground.

The damp soil harbored all sorts of insects—earthworms, crickets, ants, centipedes—and without exception, they were all dead.

The deaths of people and poultry are understandable, but the deaths of flying insects and animals, snakes, worms, rats and ants are indeed included.

Over the years, Lin Dong has traveled around and seen many strange scenes, but this is the first time he has seen anything like what happened today.

"Taoist Master, is this the work of a demon?"

"No".

The old man brushed away the dirt, his expression unusually serious: "The situation is worse."

"When did you find out?"

"About four days before '860,' a migrant worker who was returning home from get off work called the police. In addition to this village, the village of Jialitun, which is across the mountain, also called the police."

Let's go take a look.

As the group left, the old man kept looking around, his face growing increasingly grim: apart from the village, they hadn't bypassed any of the surrounding mountains and forests for miles around.

what is that?

I can't believe it has such terrifying power.

People were filled with worry: as special agents, they had cursed wounded souls, fought vengeful ghosts, and dealt with vampires over three hundred years old. No matter how cruel the situation, it was always within people's comprehension.

This time it was different: the souls of all living things in the entire forest were drawn to it, and the air became so quiet that it caused panic; you could even hear their heartbeats.

The dirt road in the mountains was not easy to walk on. We climbed up the hillside with difficulty, and when we looked up, we suddenly froze on the spot.

On the lush green pasture, they saw hundreds of goats, motionless as if they were dead.

Stop

The driver quickly stopped the car, and the old man ran to the middle of the herd of cattle and checked them one by one: their bodies, hair, eyes, and tongues were all intact, just like the villagers before them.

A person said in a hoarse voice.

"It's highly unusual that the body hasn't decomposed even after four days of death."

Lin Dong said in a low voice, "Doss, have you found something?"

The old man shook his head, returned to the car, started the car, and drove along the mountain road to another manor. Lin Dong and his group went into the village to check, and the old man picked up a twig and wrote and drew on the ground.

As he wrote, he counted on his fingers, and before long, a Bagua (Eight Trigrams) pattern appeared on the ground, surrounded by characters that ordinary people couldn't understand.

In order not to disturb the old man, Lin Dong did not dare to go forward and waited until the old man finished drawing before speaking.

"Everything has been checked; there are no live animals."

The old man opened his eyes and said calmly

What time is it now?

Three o'clock in the afternoon

Ok

The old man hummed in agreement, looking travel-worn, and sat cross-legged in the center of the Bagua (Eight Trigrams) for four hours. Lin Dong and the others were anxious but had no chance to eat, so they could only take out their lunchboxes to eat.

Time passed by, and before we knew it, it was already midnight.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in his gaze.

In a daze, a faint shadow emerged from his body, glanced indifferently at the sleeping Lin Dong and the others, and turned to walk into the mountains.

Through pastures and hills

The scene before him suddenly changed, and a strange, eerie green flame appeared in the distance of his vision. Even from a great distance, he could feel the chill that pierced his soul.

The figure extended his thumb and middle finger, and with a slight tap, a faint golden light burst forth from his body. In a flash, the golden light transformed into four golden runes that bound his body.

Under the protection of the talisman, the cold air was much weaker.

Silhouette let out a long sigh and walked towards the flames.

He dared not get too close and stopped fifty meters away from the flames.

As he looked at it, a face emerged from the burning green flames; the face was young, probably in his twenties.

With their hearts lowered, some people looked troubled. The flames were not without power. After a few seconds of silence, they flicked their fingers, and a golden light shot out, which vanished into nothingness before it even got close.

"What terrifying flames, what powerful cultivation!"

The shadowy figure was shocked and hesitated whether to try further. He glanced at the red metal in the mound of earth, then turned and left.

The night passes, the sun rises, and a new day begins.

The old man sitting on the ground opened his eyes, picked up a duster and walked towards the hillside. Lin Dong and the others hurriedly followed. After crossing the hillside, they found themselves in front of a mound halfway up the hill.

The mound is round, and it looks like it has been broken by something.

In the center of the pit lay a fist-sized piece of red metal. The old man, with a solemn expression, took off his Taoist robe and carefully wrapped the metal. Upon closer inspection, one could see that his wrist was trembling.

Lin Dong was puzzled.

"Prime Minister, this is..."

A meteor fell from the sky.

The old man didn't offer any further explanation, put away the meteorite, and walked towards his car.

"Come back quickly"

Lin Dong hesitated for a moment, "Those villagers."