lcionline Chapter 538: Driving the tiger away from the mountain
Chapter 538: Driving the tiger away from the mountain
Chen Yile hurriedly ran over to the sound. He walked quickly, thinking that maybe he could finally find some clues.
He walked through the bustling crowd. The people around him either looked at him curiously or continued to be immersed in their own conversations and laughter, not paying too much attention to the sudden noise.
He came to the door of the VIP room where the noise came from, took a deep breath, and reached out to push the door open.
Inside the private room, several girls were gathered together, frantically cleaning up the broken glass on the floor.
One of the girls was wearing a gorgeous golden evening gown, the silk threads of the gown sparkling under the light. Her hair was piled high with a few strands hanging on her cheeks. Her makeup was delicate but a little flustered due to the shock just now.
The other girl was wearing a light blue slim dress. She was holding a broom in her hand and was carefully sweeping up the debris, with a hint of fear and anxiety in her eyes.
Chen Yile frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
The girl in the golden evening gown raised her head and saw Chen Yile. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she said, "I just accidentally broke the cup."
When Chen Yile heard this answer, he felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his heart, and a feeling of being tricked surged in his heart.
His face darkened slightly, his eyes revealed dissatisfaction, he closed the door without saying a word, turned around and walked out.
Just as he was pacing in the banquet hall in a depressed mood, his cell phone suddenly rang.
He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Lin Qingyao calling.
He quickly answered the phone, and Lin Qingyao's anxious voice came from the other end: "Brother Chen, there's movement from the Changsheng Cult. Someone is dead at No. 32 in the villa area!"
Chen Yile's eyes instantly became sharp, and he immediately understood that this celebration banquet might have been plotted by someone. The people from the Changsheng Sect were deliberately playing tricks on him and wanted to trap him here.
He held the phone tightly and said, "Qingyao, I'll go over now. Bring my Tianshi Sword and come find me."
Lin Qingyao told him to be careful on the other end of the phone and then hung up.
Chen Yile put away his phone and walked quickly towards the hall.
At this time, Cui Jian was standing in the middle of the hall, chatting and laughing with several distinguished guests.
He saw Chen Yile hurried over with a puzzled smile on his face. He went up to him, stretched out his hand to stop Chen Yile, and said, "Mr. Chen, the meal is about to start. Where are you going in such a hurry?"
Chen Yile looked at Cui Jian with a firm and serious look in his eyes, and said directly: "Boss Cui, something happened. I have to go and take care of it. Excuse me!"
After saying that, he gently pushed Cui Jian's hand away and strode out of the hotel under the gaze of everyone.
Outside the hotel, the night was shrouded and the lights were dim.
Chen Yile stood on the side of the road and stopped a taxi.
The taxi slowly stopped, he opened the door and got in.
There was a faint smell of cigarette smoke in the car. The driver was a middle-aged man with messy hair and a slightly tired look in his eyes. He was wearing a worn jacket with the collar slightly open, revealing a slightly yellowed shirt underneath.
After Chen Yile told the driver the destination, he leaned back in his seat, thinking about the Changsheng Sect and the dangers he was about to face.
The taxi sped along the road and the scenery outside the window passed by quickly.
Soon, the taxi arrived in front of the villa.
Chen Yile came back to his senses from his thoughts, raised his head and looked at the villa outside the car window.
The villa was shrouded in darkness, and the surrounding trees swayed in the night wind, making rustling sounds, as if hiding countless pairs of prying eyes.
He said to the driver, "Master, how much is it?"
The driver slowly turned his head. His eyes were empty, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips were bloodless, as if his soul had been sucked out of him.
Suddenly, he had a shiny knife in his hand and fiercely handed it to Chen Yile.
Chen Yile was startled and his body instinctively shrank back, narrowly avoiding the sudden attack.
"What are you doing!" Chen Yile shouted loudly, his eyes full of vigilance and anger.
The driver did not respond, but just mechanically waved the knife and stabbed Chen Yile again.
Chen Yile dodged to the side, reached out, grabbed the driver's wrist and twisted it hard.
The driver felt pain and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
But he did not stop attacking, instead he used his other hand to strangle Chen Yile's neck.
Chen Yile quickly raised his arms to resist, and his arms were tightly entangled with the driver's arms.
Chen Yile knew very well that the driver was possessed by an evil spirit. Although he had no magical weapon in his hand, his Taoist practice should not be underestimated.
He took a deep breath, muttered something, and an invisible power surged from his body.
He pushed hard, sending the driver stumbling back a few steps.
After stabilizing himself, the driver pounced on him again.
His movements became more bizarre, his body swaying like a puppet, yet full of aggression.
Chen Yile stood with his legs apart and in a horse stance, his eyes fixed on the driver, observing his every move.
When the driver approached, Chen Yile acted quickly, his fist hitting the driver's chest like lightning.
After being hit, the driver let out a dull groan, but seemed not to feel any pain and continued to swing his arms to attack.
Chen Yile continued to practice Taoism while dodging the attacks.
His fingers moved quickly in the air, drawing mysterious runes.
With the appearance of the runes, the air around them seemed to become heavier.
He shouted, pushing the rune towards the driver.
After the rune hit the driver, his body trembled violently and a sharp cry came out of his mouth, as if something was struggling inside him.
Chen Yile took the opportunity to step forward. He clasped his hands together and chanted an exorcism spell: "All the gods pay homage, commanding thunder. Ghosts and demons are frightened, and spirits and monsters lose their form. Thunderbolts are within, and the Thunder God hides his name. Insightful wisdom is intertwined, and the five qi surge. Golden light quickly appears, protecting the real person. Hurry and obey the command!"
As the spell was recited, a golden light shot out from Chen Yile's hand and enveloped the driver's body.
The driver struggled even more violently in the golden light. His body kept twisting and deforming, and the expression on his face became extremely terrifying.
In the end, the evil spirit was successfully driven out by Chen Yile, and the driver's body went limp and he fainted.
Chen Yile wiped the sweat from his forehead. A trace of fatigue appeared on his face, but his eyes remained firm.
He carefully stuffed the driver into the car and turned to walk towards the villa.
The gate of the villa was closed tightly, and a thick gloomy aura filled the air.
Chen Yile stood in front of the gate. He could feel a powerful evil force emanating from the villa.
He took a deep breath, raised his hand, and gently pushed the door open.
The door opened with a creepy creak.