Chapter 97: Following Elder Tang, There's Meat to Eat

"What, you won't be affected?" Qin Menglan looked at Tang Luo's silence, feeling he didn't seem like someone so easily shaken.

Still, it's uncertain—undoubtedly, Tang Luo belongs to the "new monster" and "heaven's chosen" among those walking gods and demons.

It's not impossible for his mindset to remain unbalanced.

After all, before becoming a god-demon walker, he was a college graduate who stayed home as a salted fish, then suddenly shot to fame.

"No, I, the poor monk, merely feel I was wrong." Tang Luo said solemnly.

"Ah?"

"Yes, it's my fault, the poor monk's fault—I didn't make you benefactors realize how utterly powerful I am." Tang Luo said, "Rest assured, the upcoming actions will show you how reliable and powerful I am!"

Seems I've been too low-key lately.

Thinking back, it's been months since the last ad (the one against Yao Jingwu), and the ad effect has faded!

"You... I..." Qin Menglan felt for the first time she couldn't speak.

Also, she noticed that in casual chats, Tang Luo never deliberately called himself "poor monk."

Now he suddenly changed his address, becoming a "surface monk"—proving what? Proving this guy wants to stir things up.

"You're not going to stir things up, are you?" Qin Menglan asked.

This is a serious task—how could we mess around and stir things up?

"Of course not—how could I, the poor monk, be so undiscerning?" Tang Luo waved his hand.

Such a steady man—how could he stir things up?

"Alright." Qin Menglan said.

"Let's go." Afei urged from the side, his hand, his sword already thirsting for battle.

"Earpiece." Qin Menglan opened a box; inside was a communication device combining earphone and microphone.

Tang Luo and the three put them on; she and A Tuo had already worn theirs earlier.

"Hey, has the surrounding crowd dispersed?" Action was about to begin; Qin Menglan entered the state.

"Already done."

"Is the target still in the inn?"

"Still there, no disturbance—he's been sitting on the bed, not knowing what he's doing."

This is the true way to open science through proximity, demonstrating the organization's power.

It's not just randomly pulling a few god-demon walkers, swarming to take down another god-demon walker—then calling it a successful operation.

"Good." Qin Menglan looked at Tang Luo and them, "If we can't resolve the opponent immediately, we'll push him out—he'll also choose to flee toward fewer people, which counts as our 'tacit understanding,' right?"

Among god-demon walkers, this point naturally involves some tacit understanding.

Unless one side completely doesn't want to live.

This Thirteen obviously wants to live.

"This distance should be about right." After preparations, Qin Menglan didn't immediately open the car door to get out.

Instead, she spread her palms upward with both hands.

Tang Luo saw a fine strand of hair on her right hand.

Soon, two semi-transparent things appeared on Qin Menglan's hands—a rough doll and two needles.

That rough doll was transformed from that hair strand; as for the two needles, they coalesced and changed on their own.

Qin Menglan grabbed the doll with her right hand, clamped the two needles with her left, and said, then fiercely stabbed them into the doll.

The doll and fine needles trembled slightly, turned into a wisp of green smoke, flew out of the car, and flew toward the room where Thirteen was.

"Go!"

Qin Menglan opened the car door.

This is her skill—Sealing Technique, specifically used for combat between god-demon walkers, capable of sealing a target's skills for a period.

Qin Menglan's Sealing Technique is level two—it can seal two skills of a god-demon walker, lasting one hour.

The car stopped at the entrance of a small inn; several people got out and quickly went up to the second floor.

Room 205 is where Thirteen is.

"This skill—" Tang Luo spoke.

"How?" Qin Menglan asked without stopping her steps.

"Using needles to stab—are you of Consort Jia's fate?" Tang Luo mused.

Qin Menglan stumbled, nearly falling—this man, indeed, as always, destined to be alone.

From the very first meeting, his nature had been exposed.

"He noticed." A reminder came from the earpiece, from an unknown observer hiding somewhere.

"I'm coming!"

At the door, Qiang Shu roared loudly, directly ramming the door and breaking in.

A wisp of green smoke entered the body—Qin Menglan's Sealing Technique sealed the skills, and god-demon walkers naturally feel it.

Then let's fight up close!

Following closely behind Qiang Shu, A Fei, who intended to rush in after him, suddenly halted, forcibly changing from a forward charge to a retreat.

A figure nearly brushed his nose tip and flew out, slamming hard into the opposite door.

The door shattered with a sound; Qiang Shu flew into the room, transmitting a series of impacts and glass shattering.

A Fei's face flashed with a pained expression, then he rushed into the room again.

Inside the room stood a man.

Seeing that man, A Fei froze slightly.

This man indeed matches Thirteen's appearance in the data. But anyone seeing both would not think they're the same person.

The Thirteen in the data gave an impression of honest simplicity, but the Thirteen before Afei's eyes was completely different.

He stood there, imposing like a deep pool and towering mountain, with the bearing of a grand master, yet carrying a hint of evil aura.

If he changed into ancient costume, grew his hair long, he could directly go act in TV dramas and movies.

"This is not the place."

Before Afei could draw his fast sword, Thirteen threw down a sentence, directly smashed the window, jumped down from the second floor, and darted toward the direction away from the city.

The speed was neither fast nor slow, ensuring that even if the person behind was delayed a bit, they could still keep up.

"Damn it!" Afei cursed lowly, also rushing out of the second floor—was he completely disregarding them?

Qin Menglan closely followed: "Xuanzang, you check on Strong Uncle." She still remembered Tang Luo's consecration skill, which had healing effects.

"Okay." Tang Luo walked into the opposite room.

Coincidentally, he saw a hand gripping the window frame, and Strong Uncle flipped his body into the room.

His clothes were somewhat torn, with wounds on his forehead and arms, some blood dripping down.

He looked extremely disheveled, but his vital energy was still sufficient—probably just some superficial injuries.

"Master Xuanzang." Strong Uncle's face was not very pleasant, he nodded at Tang Luo, intending to continue the pursuit.

"Please stay, benefactor." Tang Luo said, "Why don't I first consecrate you and heal your wounds?"

"No need, minor injury." Strong Uncle said, running to another room, also jumping out the window.

Obviously holding back a foul breath, wanting to regain face.

Just as he entered the door, he was knocked flying out—feeling so embarrassed.

"You guys are about to go out of range; I can no longer monitor you—be careful." The monitor's voice came through the earpiece.

"Understood." Qin Menglan's voice came, breath very steady, "It seems he is very confident."

"I will make him understand why it's called ruthless!" Strong Uncle angrily said, utterly chuunibyou.

Tang Luo leisurely untied the merit jade lotus, placed it on the neck of the shoulder-mounted Xiaotian Dog, patted her head: "Go, follow them."

The Xiaotian Dog jumped off the shoulder, vanished in a flash.

For her, tracking such things was as simple as eating and drinking.

"Master Xuanzang, you didn't chase after him?" The car door was pushed open; A Tuo in the driver's seat looked at Tang Luo opening the car door and getting in, face full of bewilderment.

"Need to chase, now." Tang Luo said.

"What did you forget to bring?" A Tuo glanced inside the car, also seeing nothing extra.

No matter how you say it, you can't leave equipment in the car.

"Nothing forgotten. You drive, we'll chase them together." Tang Luo said.

"Ah? I don't know where they ran off to." A Tuo looked very innocent, he was just a driver.

Although an experienced driver, without a destination, even an experienced driver can't speed.

Qin Menglan and them were hard at work chasing people—where would they find time and energy to constantly report locations to A Tuo?

"No problem, I know. Come, I'll guide, you drive." Tang Luo patted A Tuo's shoulder, "Speed up, Tuo Hai!"

"..."

The three people chasing Thirteen felt a surge of restless anxiety.

"We're here painstakingly chasing people, and you're actually riding in a car?"

"We don't have time to give you addresses!" Strong Uncle roared, immediately shut up, focused on chasing.

Thirteen's speed was gradually increasing; wanting to catch up to him is not easy.

Moreover, some places require deliberately avoiding others' sight, slowing down.

"Strong Zi, you're doubting Master Xuanzang's abilities? Rest assured, you go ahead and chase—I'll definitely catch up." Tang Luo laughed, "Tuo Hai, drive."

"I'm A Tuo." A Tuo felt helpless, don't randomly change his code name—although his code name was indeed changed from Tuo Hai.

The car started; A Tuo's gaze instantly became serious.

At this moment, he was Fujiwara Tuo Hai, controlling the car not a nanny van, but an AE86.

Behind him was not Tang Luo, but tofu.

"Turn left!"

"Go straight!"

"Turn right, also turn right at the next intersection!"

"Stop!"

Sharp, piercing screech of brakes sounded; Tang Luo pushed open the car door, jumped down.

"Actually here?" A Tuo felt doubtful—this place, quite a few people, wouldn't they start fighting here?

That would be a rhythm of mutual destruction.

Before A Tuo could inform Qin Menglan and them that he had already brought Tang Luo to catch up, Tang Luo returned to the car.

"Come."

A hot dog appeared beside A Tuo.

A Tuo instinctively took it, bit into it, instantly realized—wrong!

"Master, you came here not just to buy hot dogs, right?!" A Tuo asked, holding back the hot dog he had swallowed, face full of shock.

Long heard that Monk Xuanzang was extraordinary.

But never imagined it would be this kind of extraordinary way!

Blue Sister! Blue Sister, you've been tricked!

Tang Luo held a hot dog in his hand, yet uneaten, asked: "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry—no, this isn't a matter of being hungry or not!" A Tuo felt he was a diligent working good youth.

As a result, I accidentally got led astray by the old hand.

He didn't want this kind of thing to happen either!

"If you're hungry, eat. After eating, we can hit the road." Tang Luo said, the hot dog in his hand being a reward for the Heavenly Hound later.

Following Tang Elder, there's meat to eat!