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Chapter Eightieth

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    Facing Xu Shujian's anxious expression, Song Fengchen was stunned for a moment.

    who?

    Zhou Lan?

    The next moment, he came back to his senses: "When did it happen?"

    "I'm not very clear either. The students in her class said that they haven't seen her since yesterday afternoon" Teacher Zhou flushed anxiously, tears streaming down her face.

    In other words, Zhou Lan has been missing for twenty hours so far.  This has never happened since she fled back to the capital.

    Teacher Zhou is afraid that something will happen to Zhou Lan again, otherwise how can she be worthy of her parents who died of depression.

    "Yesterday afternoon?" Song Fengchen frowned slightly.

    In other words, after Zhou Lan accompanied him around the school, there was no news from anyone.

    He asked, "Didn't she come home?"

    Teacher Zhou's mouth kept trembling: "My house is small and cannot accommodate so many people, so I can only let her live outside, so I don't know if she came home yesterday afternoon."

    "Ms. Liu and the others have already helped to report the case to the Public Security Bureau. We searched all the places she usually goes to, but we couldn't find her."

    It was Xu Shujian who spoke, and he looked hopeful: "I was just thinking, is there any way you can help find her."

    Song Fengchen glanced at the anxious Teacher Zhou, and calmly said, "There is a way"

    Teacher Zhou's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked up at Song Fengchen. She opened her mouth and was so excited that she couldn't speak.

    "Let's do this," Song Fengchen thought for a while, "I'll go home and get some things first. Later, Mr. Zhou, you can accompany me to Zhou Lan's residence."

    Although he didn't understand what Song Fengchen's method was, Mr. Zhou, who was eager to find someone, nodded and said with a choked voice, "Okay."

    Zhou Lan lived in a tube building less than two kilometers away from Capital University. With trembling hands, Teacher Zhou took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, found one of them and opened the door.

    In a small single room of less than fifteen square meters, except for the bed and desk, there is very little room to stand.

    "This is it." Teacher Zhou turned his body sideways to let Song Fengchen in.

    Song Fengchen took off the package on his back, threw it on the bed, and then groped on the bed for a while, finally found three hairs.

    Seeing this, Teacher Zhou vaguely sensed what method Song Fengchen was talking about, and a look of astonishment and surprise flashed across her face involuntarily.

    Sure enough, after Song Fengchen wrapped his hair around his thumb, he opened the package on the bed, and what he saw was a pile of messy things, straw, compass, cinnabar, talisman paper

    He picked up a cloth bag and handed it to Mr. Zhou with a handful of straws: "Here is this for you. Find seven families with different surnames, ask for a cup of rice, and throw seven straws into the cloth bag for each cup."

    Having said that, he paused, considering the actual situation, he added: "White flour is also fine."

    After all, the staple food of northerners is all kinds of pasta, and most people do not have rice in their homes.

    Teacher Zhou stared at Song Fengchen closely, making sure that the other party was not joking with her, and thinking of Zhou Lan who had been missing for so long, she gritted her teeth and nodded: "Okay.

    Xu Shujian immediately said, "I'll go with you."

    Half an hour later, the two came back with a small bag of white flour, knocked on the door, and the room seemed to have changed. All the seats and objects were covered with a layer of white cloth, and three talisman papers were pasted in the center of the four walls.

    "Mr. Song—" Teacher Zhou withdrew his suspicious gaze, and hurriedly handed back the cloth bag in his hand to Song Fengchen.

    "Okay." After taking the bag, Song Fengchen reached out and took out forty-nine straws, and then pulled out a red rope. With his fingers flying, a straw man the size of a palm appeared in his hand.

    After finishing this, he pulled out a piece of hair wrapped around his thumb, kneaded it into a ball, slipped his fingertips, and when he let go, all the hair that had turned into powder fell into the cloth bag. After he reached out his hand to mix the flour and hair evenly,  He took out a pen and paper, and looked back at Teacher Zhou: "Report Zhou Lan's birthday."

    Teacher Zhou quickly said: "1956, the eighth day of the fourth lunar month, according to the lunar calendar." She thought for a while, "it seems to be born around ten o'clock in the morning."

    Song Fengchen pinched his fingers, picked up a pen and wrote on the yellow paper: Bingshen, Guisi, Jiashen, Jisi.

    After finishing writing, he stuffed the yellow paper into the stomach of the straw man, and then put the straw man on the bed.

    He looked back at Mr. Zhou and Xu Shujian: "Retreat within the white circle."

    Following Song Fengchen's line of sight, the two looked down??, immediately turned sideways to make way for the middle-aged man.

    The middle-aged man left cursing.

    Teacher Zhou's heart relaxed, and she suddenly remembered the business. Her eyes fell on the white line extending from her feet to the next carriage, and she ran over

    "Buy a train ticket to Yuanzhou." In front of the ticket window, Zhou Lan said in a daze.

    "Yuanzhou?" The conductor didn't even look up, and said with care, "Letter of introduction, two yuan and eighty cents."

    With her right hand stiff, Zhou Lan slowly took out three yuan and a piece of paper from her pocket and handed them over.

    The conductor opened the introduction letter and saw that it was blank. She immediately raised her head with an angry expression on her face: "I said what's wrong with you"

    The moment the conductor met Zhou Lan's eyes, the voice stopped abruptly, and she said in a daze, "Okay, I'll do it for you."

    After finishing speaking, she picked out a book from a pile of small books on the desk, opened it and tore off a train ticket, then opened the drawer and put the three yuan given by Zhou Lan in it, and took out 20 cents, together with the train ticket  Hand it back to Zhou Lan together with the blank letter of introduction.

    Following the flow of people, Zhou Lan got on the train.

    At this moment, she vaguely heard a cry: "Xiao Lan——"

    This is——

    Big sister's voice!

    She blinked and suddenly came back to her senses.  But just as she followed the sound, the train started to move.

    train?

    etc.

    Zhou Lan's eyes widened. How could she be on the train? Suddenly, she stood up from her seat.

    Then, a dizziness hit her heart, and with a plop, she sat back in her seat.

    sleepy!

    What was she thinking just now?

    Zhou Lan blinked, and told her instinctively that what she just thought was very important to her, but the drowsiness in her mind became more and more serious. Just when she was about to be unable to resist the attack of drowsiness, the sound came again in her ear.  Let me say: "Xiao Lan——"

    Zhou Lan's heart skipped a beat, she raised her head, just in time to see Teacher Zhou rushing over.

    She quickly reached out to support Teacher Zhou, and almost blurted out: "Sister, why are you here?"

    Teacher Zhou looked nervous: "I still want to ask you, why did you get on the train to Yuanzhou without saying a word?"

    "To Yuanzhou?" Hearing the place name, Zhou Lan almost turned blank subconsciously.

    At this moment, Song Fengchen's voice suddenly came from next to my ear: "As expected, I guessed correctly, she was controlled by someone."

    As soon as the words fell, Zhou Lan shook his head vigorously, looking extremely sleepy, and his eyes gradually lost their light.

    "Mr. Song, what should we do now?" Mr. Zhou was flustered, and raised his head to look around.

    "Don't mess around, listen to me," Song Fengchen said in a deep voice: "First untie the red rope on your left foot and tie it to her right foot."

    "Okay, okay." Teacher Zhou hurriedly followed suit.

    "Now you put your hand on her neck."

    Teacher Zhou quickly put his hand away.

    "Move down ten centimeters, grab, pull—"

    Listening to Song Fengchen's order, Mr. Zhou grabbed and pulled.

    She withdrew her hand, and a human-shaped note filled with words appeared between her fingers.

    "Tear it off."

    Without further ado, Teacher Zhou tore the note into shreds.

    Yuanzhou, Xujia Village.

    Seeing the young Taoist priest lift the curtain and come out of the room, the head of Xujia Village's production brigade immediately greeted him: "Taoist priest, how are things going?"

    The young Taoist priest, namely He Duanfeng, glanced at the old captain and said, "The evil is already in Bingshi, and he just got on the train to Yuanzhou, and he will be here at noon tomorrow at the latest."

    "Okay, okay." The old captain's heart sank more than half, "I entrust the lives of the 210 people in my Xujia Village to Daoist He. When things are done, every household in my Xujia Village will be established by Daoist He.  The card will be enshrined forever."

    Upon hearing this, He Duanfeng showed a smile on his face, "Don't worry, the old captain. Eliminating evil, defending the way, and saving people from danger is the duty of our generation of monks. We only need to wait for that evil obstacle to arrive"

    The voice stopped abruptly.

    The old captain who was about to take advantage of the situation to continue to compliment He Duanfeng raised his head, and faced He Duanfeng's frown, he was taken aback: "Taoist, what's wrong?"

    He Duanfeng looked back at the room behind him, and said: "The enchantment spell I cast on that evil barrier was broken by someone." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)The enchantment spell I cast on that evil barrier was broken by someone.  "(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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