Chapter 41 Tang San: You all have ways to die!
Back at the security team, Guang Long took out his soul guide communicator and dialed a number.
When the other party answered, he asked:
"Brother, are you free to meet?"
"I'm a little busy now, no time, let's meet in the evening. You kid, why did you think of me? Did you cause trouble?"
"How dare I? This is a job assigned by the Spirit Pagoda." Guang Long put the soul guide communicator to his ear and smiled helplessly.
"That was your own choice. You could obviously pay back the money, but you insisted on paying it back with work. It's too late to regret it now."
Guang Long glanced at the window and looked at the lights of thousands of houses in the distance. His expression was a little complicated, but his tone was firm, "I don't regret it."
The type of work assigned by the Spirit Pagoda depends on the strength of the sponsoring soul master. After all, it would be a waste to let a high-level soul master do the work of soul transmission, and the soul master would not be happy to take that meager salary.
But the jobs within the Spirit Pagoda are limited, so sometimes after communicating with the Federation, some jobs will be arranged for such people.
Guang Long belongs to this type.
The members of the security team are usually ordinary people with soul guides. They are OK for dealing with low-level soul masters, but they are useless when facing stronger soul masters. They must rely on powerful soul masters or mecha masters to suppress them.
But even if the salary for this kind of work is not low, how can the soul lords and soul kings be willing to do this kind of work?
The contract between the Spirit Pagoda and the civilian soul masters comes into play at this time, and some people can be arranged to go to this kind of position. However, this situation is relatively rare. After all, at this stage, the soul master can completely pay back the soul spirit.
It's just... Guanglong wants to do it.
"This is how my life will be. I can't compare with you, big brother. At least doing this kind of work can let me know how I rose to prominence in the first place, and won't make me jealous of you."
"..."
There was silence on the other side of the soul guide communicator for a while, and Guang Biao's cold snort came, "It's because you don't work hard enough."
"I don't have your qualifications either." Guang Long smiled and said, "But when I really do it, it feels good to enjoy the worship and trust of the residents."
"... Humph, as long as you are satisfied."
When they were almost done chatting, Guang Biao's voice suddenly became serious:
"I want to remind you of one thing. Be careful recently. If you meet someone whose aura looks wrong, stay away immediately. Notify the mecha brigade as soon as possible, and don't rush in rashly."
Guang Long asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"An evil soul master was caught by me during patrol, but I can't be sure if he has any companions."
Guang Long's eyes widened suddenly.
...
At night, Tang Wulin recalled everything he encountered today. He was excited and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
When he fell asleep, it was already 12 o'clock in the morning.
He lay on the bed, feeling his body wrapped in a layer of light burning sensation, trembling slightly involuntarily, frowning, and feeling the inexplicable throbbing again.
When Tang Wulin opened his eyes, he found that he was no longer in the dormitory, but in a black world, surrounded by darkness, and he could not see anything clearly.
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light lit up in the distance, attracting his attention. The golden light approached quickly, and the volume became larger and larger.
When Tang Wulin saw the true face of the light, he couldn't help but be shocked-it was a huge golden dragon!
"You are finally here, it seems that your body can withstand this power."
At this time, Tang San's consciousness appeared in front of Tang Wulin, with a complicated expression in his eyes, and quickly converged, pretending to have lost his memory, saying that he was just a wisp of consciousness to help him unlock the seal of the Golden Dragon King, and began to explain to Tang Wulin.
A child of this age, if there is another normal person in his body, he will definitely be scared, even alert, so it is better to say that he has no memory.
When Tang Wulin knew that he had the essence of the Golden Dragon King in his body and would die if he could not collect the three things that could help unlock the Golden Dragon King's seal, he was stunned.
He still had friends, his uncle, the spiritual master who had high hopes for him, his parents who were waiting for him to return, and Teacher Mangtian... He didn't want to die!
"I will definitely collect them all!" Seeing the determined Tang Wulin, Tang San's consciousness did not let him go immediately. Instead, after a long silence, he asked, "How do you plan to collect these things? These things are not cheap."
Although he had not paid attention to the prices in the Federation, let alone other things, the soul beasts in the two gathering places and the Soul Pagoda are now colluding with each other, and the number of soul beasts in other places has dropped sharply.
Under such circumstances, among the three items, ten drops of blood of the dragon blood soul beast are very difficult to buy, and the price is definitely not cheap.
Tang Wulin's family can't even afford the money for souls, how can he buy them?
"I..." Tang Wulin was speechless for a moment.
"Don't think about asking for help from big forces. If the matter of the Golden Dragon King is exposed, you may be noticed by some dangerous people."
"Huh?" Tang Wulin, who had just flashed the image of the Soul Pagoda in his mind, was stunned. Before he could speak, Tang San's consciousness sent him out.
It was their first meeting, so Tang San couldn't say too much. He could only remind him like this, and he couldn't clearly say the name of the Soul Pagoda.
After all, he couldn't just say - Wulin, you are the son of my Sea God, right?
Not to mention Tang Wulin, even he himself didn't believe in this situation, and without a foundation of trust, some things can't be said.
'What a pity, if I had known it would turn out like this, I might as well send Wulin to the Haotian Sect for training like ten thousand years ago. Now it's not easy. '
Tang San frowned secretly.
There will be some troubles next. He must let Wulin trust himself first before he can teach him the correct values.
However, fortunately, he already has a detailed education policy.
He referred to his past education, from Tang Sect - Tang Hao - Shrek, and finally found that only Shrek's was the most suitable. After all, Shrek has stood on the continent for 20,000 years, which has proved the correctness of its education philosophy!
"Wulin, only if you accept my teachings can you survive in this difficult era!"
Whispering, Tang San glanced at the outside world and wanted to take another look at Tang Wulin, but found that Tang Wulin's luck had decreased again, and his expression was gloomy.
But he had been prepared for this kind of thing. Just as he was about to withdraw his spiritual sense, he suddenly found something wrong. He carefully detected Tang Wulin's body and saw a hidden spiritual mark attached to Tang Wulin. It was extremely clear in his spiritual sense.
Tang San quickly cleared the mark, his face darkened.
"Who is targeting Wulin?"
...
In the dormitory, Huo Yuhao raised his eyebrows slightly, sensed the feedback of the spirit skill, woke up from meditation, and opened his eyes.
"Old Yi didn't remind me, and no one in the academy can find the existence of the spiritual beacon. It can only be Tang San. He woke up? And he has the ability to observe the outside world..."
The spiritual beacon, his self-created spirit skill, is similar in principle to the spiritual power left by Tang San, but it is a super youth version. It can sense the position of people with beacons within a certain range, and will get feedback if it is destroyed.
Because he was worried about encountering unexpected situations, such as Tang Wulin inexplicably running to Shrek Academy, he put one on Tang Wulin.
Unexpectedly... Tang San actually took action to clear it?
Huo Yuhao looked a little strange.
Logically speaking, it would be better to leave it, right? Doesn't this tell me that you are awake?
Is Buddha Tang still awake?
On the other side, Tang San's consciousness also reacted after cleaning up the spiritual beacon.
Only by staying can he catch the man behind the scenes quietly. He shouldn't have cleaned him up. Once he cleaned up the other party, he would know that there was a dangerous person around Wu Lin, and he might not get close to Wu Lin again. He couldn't judge why the man was targeting Wu Lin and strangled the crisis in advance. After all, all the bad
things affected his emotions and judgment. This wisp of consciousness was flawed after all, and it couldn't be as calm and wise as the original body.
Damn it, the Spiritual Pagoda, the waste ten thousand years ago, the person who stole the luck, Rong Nianbing who secretly found someone to throw away the emotional throne and ran away, the God of Destruction, the Golden Dragon King, the Saint Lord of the Abyss who chased me and beat me...
You all have the way to die!
The more I think about it, the more I feel that there are many people who have the way to die. Even if some of them are already dead, Tang San is still in a bad mood...
(End of this chapter)