Under the cloak of night, the entire Sikaluo Temple seemed to tremble.

If Long Yuehong hadn't known what was happening, if the plaza hadn't been completely still, he would have sworn an earthquake was taking place.

"Has it always been like this?" He turned his head, looked at the young monk Danluo, and asked a question.

In the dim glow of the streetlights, Long Yuehong saw Danluo standing there, staring blankly at the seven-story Sikaluo Temple, as if he hadn't heard him.

"Hey!" He added a call.

"What are you shouting at me for?" Shang Jianyao turned his gaze over.

Danluo also slowly turned around, facing Long Yuehong.

His face was a mixture of light and shadow, his eyes were dull, his expression wooden, just like those gray-robed monks who had come down from the seventh floor.

Long Yuehong's heart sank, and he let go of "Garibaldi's" arm, subconsciously taking two steps back and drawing his gun.

In the process, following the experience he had accumulated over so long, his eyes swept over the surrounding area and saw the monks of the "Crystal Consciousness Sect" who were temporarily sheltering in the plaza, all turning their faces towards him like sunflowers.

Some were bathed in the light of the street lamps, others were gently covered by the night, but none of them had any expression on their faces, like statues rather than living people, lacking vitality.

These monks were all silent, just staring at Long Yuehong, Jiang Baimian, and the others, making the former break out in goosebumps.

Team leader, this situation doesn't look right... Just as Long Yuehong was about to say this, Jiang Baimian had already given the order in a deep voice:

"Move towards the side exit.

"Don't run, don't turn around hastily, take it one step at a time."

She was afraid that too drastic a reaction would trigger a chain reaction.

Bai Chen and Long Yuehong both understood Jiang Baimian's meaning, each holding their weapons, turning their bodies sideways, and walking little by little towards the side exit of the enclosed plaza.

Outside was the parking lot belonging to Sikaluo Temple, where the "Old Task Force's" jeep was located.

The monks of the "Crystal Consciousness Sect" stared blankly at the "Old Task Force," without speaking or stopping them.

Seeing this, Shang Jianyao, who was responsible for guarding the rear, began to retreat.

He didn't turn his body sideways like Long Yuehong and Bai Chen, but first raised his left hand and pressed it against his head, then extended his right palm and placed it on his lower abdomen.

After completing the preliminary movements, he directly started doing the "moonwalk," using it to approach the side exit of the plaza, with a great sense of ritual.

This made Jiang Baimian, who was also responsible for guarding the rear, have a stiff expression, and the words of complaint were stuck in her throat.

The monks stared blankly at Shang Jianyao's dance, maintaining their wooden silence.

After catching up with Bai Chen and Long Yuehong, who was supporting "Garibaldi," Shang Jianyao sighed softly:

"Alas..."

"What's wrong?" Long Yuehong was nervous.

"They didn't applaud." Shang Jianyao was very disappointed.

"..." Long Yuehong's mouth twitched, "Did you add 'Affected Sentimentalist' to yourself again?"

Shang Jianyao shook his head:

"This is a matter of their manners."

In the beginning, Shang Jianyao needed to use a mirror to use "Reasoning Clown" on himself, and to make himself influenced by "Affected Sentimentalist," the operation was even more complicated, first using "Reasoning Clown" to make himself think that he was the same as someone, and then adding the "Affected Sentimentalist" state to the other person.

When Shang Jianyao could divide into nine, and the independence between them became stronger and stronger, reaching the point of seeing himself, these operations were simplified.

The specific steps now are like this:

In the spiritual world, the nine Shang Jianyaos first voted for a lucky one, then used "Reasoning Clown" or "Affected Sentimentalist" on him, and finally pushed him out, letting him be responsible for manipulating the body.

It must be said that apart from everyone being more energetic and sometimes unable to control themselves from offending people and doing wrong things, this price is still useful to a certain extent, comparable to Qiao Chu's "Passive Charm."

Seeing that the monks of the "Crystal Consciousness Sect" were all standing in place like statues, with only their wooden gazes following their movements, Jiang Baimian glanced at the side exit and issued the second order:

"Go to the parking lot."

Most of their equipment was in the car and on their bodies, only the radio transceiver was left in the room on the sixth floor of Sikaluo Temple.

But this was a very easy item to obtain.

What was important was the corresponding frequency and codebook.

The four members of the "Old Task Force" formed a tactical formation and exited the side exit of the enclosed plaza one after another, arriving at the open-air parking lot.

Having rehearsed it hundreds of times in their minds, they easily found the gem blue jeep belonging to their group and approached it, covering each other.

Suddenly, Long Yuehong was pushed by "Garibaldi" Giuseppe, whom he was supporting.

With his already rich experience, he fell to the ground, rolled over, and raised his gun by feel, aiming at the other person.

When he saw Giuseppe's state clearly, he felt as if he had sunk into an icy lake, his whole body was cold.

"Garibaldi" Giuseppe's delicate face was slightly distorted, his eyes dull with a hint of woodenness.

Under the illumination of the dim moonlight in the sky, his entire face seemed to be covered in a layer of shadow.

Unlike the monks who had been silent all along, Giuseppe opened his mouth and made a sound:

"Holm..."

As soon as he uttered this word, Shang Jianyao took a step forward, raised his right fist, and slammed it down.

Bang!

Giuseppe's eyes rolled back, and he passed out.

His body fell down, and Shang Jianyao caught him.

"Get in the car first!" Jiang Baimian didn't hesitate and issued the third order.

Shang Jianyao half-held and half-carried Giuseppe, sprinting all the way, pulling open the car door, and stuffing him in—Bai Chen had already unlocked it in advance with the electronic key.

The remaining members of the "Old Task Force" got into the car one after another, each taking their position.

Watching Bai Chen start the car and drive towards one of the exits of the Sikaluo Temple open-air parking lot, Long Yuehong was a little dazed for a moment.

Were they about to escape the "Crystal Consciousness Sect" headquarters?

He had previously thought that Sikaluo Temple must be loosely guarded on the outside but tightly guarded on the inside, and would not give them the chance to escape, but now they were only one step away!

Although this was related to the mutation on the seventh floor, it still made Long Yuehong feel like a dream, not real enough.

"Isn't this too much of a coincidence?" Bai Chen, who was driving, frowned while looking at the parking lot entrance.

The situation in First City had just changed, and Channa Gaja was forced to leave the temple to coordinate, and the "demon" suppressed on the seventh floor had an abnormality, which was too coincidental.

Admittedly, such things happened several times a year, and it was not surprising, but it still seemed strange to happen at this moment.

"Isn't that 'demon' doing it on purpose?" Shang Jianyao had an expression that there was nothing worth asking about.

Obviously, he believed that the "demon" deliberately created the abnormality so that the "Old Task Force" could leave Sikaluo Temple.

"Just now Giuseppe said the word 'Holm,' which shows that the whole thing does have the will of that 'demon' in it." Jiang Baimian, in the passenger seat, nodded slightly, "But the problem is, we can wait a few more days and leave directly, why would he create an abnormality and let us leave now? Even if we eventually decide to go to Holm Reproductive Medical Center, we wouldn't be in such a hurry, we would have to observe the situation in First City and wait ten days and a half months."

"If we don't leave now, we might not be able to leave..." Shang Jianyao replied in a sinister tone.

This made Long Yuehong shudder, only hoping that Bai Chen could get the jeep through the parking lot exit smoothly.

Jiang Baimian thought for a moment and instructed Shang Jianyao:

"Hey, wake Giuseppe up and ask him how he felt just now."

Shang Jianyao immediately tried a variety of methods that he usually wanted to use but had no chance to use, including but not limited to pinching his philtrum, tickling his armpits, stabbing him with sharp objects, and shaking him vigorously.

Soon, when the jeep drove out of the parking lot and onto the street outside, "Garibaldi" Giuseppe woke up.

He looked at Shang Jianyao with a mixture of surprise, anger, and fear and said:

"Why did you hit me?"

Shang Jianyao moved his eyebrows:

"Because you were possessed by a ghost..."

Giuseppe was startled:

"I didn't feel anything, I just saw you rush over and punch me..."

"Don't you remember what you said?" Jiang Baimian asked, turning sideways.

Giuseppe shook his head violently:

"I didn't say anything."

Just now Shang Jianyao said that he was possessed by a ghost, he didn't really believe it, but Jiang Baimian, who looked very reliable, also had a similar attitude, so he couldn't help but believe it.

"It seems that when you are affected, you have no memory, well, maybe this is on the premise that the influence is very short." Jiang Baimian nodded lightly.

She then comforted him:

"Don't worry, you should be fine now."

"Yes, yes." Long Yuehong also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Giuseppe's condition had returned to normal.

Just then, they heard a loud noise.

Boom!

A terrible explosion occurred somewhere in First City, and the rolling smoke and dust rose upwards like a huge mushroom.

In the roar, planes flew over the low altitude of the city, dropping bombs.

These bombs surrounded the gem blue jeep that the "Old Task Force" was riding in.

Their target seemed to be the "Old Task Force!"

Immediately afterwards, precision-guided missiles launched from nowhere covered the area in a dense formation, about to engulf Jiang Baimian and the others.

This made Long Yuehong feel desperate and didn't think there was any possibility of avoiding it.