Yong Bowen drove the car and hurried slowly and leisurely all the way to the company's dormitory building.

I don't know who is faster than the snail, but it is certain that many bicycles have overtaken along the way.

This is nothing short of blatant delay.

If the four old monks are not angry in their hearts, it is nonsense.

They came all the way to find Malika, and they were already angry, but now they were so maliciously delayed by Yong Bowen that they were simply furious.

However, although they were angry, they did not dare to act arbitrarily.

Spring City is a calm place, but for them, the danger is far greater than Tokyo.

There is nothing to do here for them to fish in troubled waters, and there are no distant relatives like Shingon to turn to, so they can only rely on themselves.

When they first arrived in Spring City, they were already aware that the entire city was shrouded in a huge monitoring circle, and any illegal magic actions would be detected as soon as possible.

Since the four old monks can be selected to accompany Malika Wanli to Tokyo to participate in the big event of the recognition of the Qinglong Golden Fetus, it is naturally impossible to be the kind of nerd who ignores the things outside the window and only cares about cultivating spells, not only is the spell strong, but also has extensive knowledge, knowing that this huge monitoring circle belongs to the Mage Association, that is to say, they sneak in without using spells, maybe no one can know, but if they move a little big spell, they will be detected as soon as possible.

The Mage Guild is extremely unwelcoming to these tantric monks, and if they are discovered, even if they are not expelled immediately, they will not be able to act as freely as they are now.

Before finding Malika's clues, they didn't want anything to go wrong, and they put up with Yong Bowen's behavior of delaying time, and just stared at Yong Bowen tightly, not giving him a chance to send a message. As for Yong Bowen's robbery of Malika for the holiday, it is not too late to find Malika.

If you delay the time, the journey is there after all, and you will finally arrive at the company's dormitory.

When I bought this building as a dormitory, it was mainly to house the hundreds of Yin Yang soldiers and girls who came back from Qisai Island with Yong Bowen.

Now that the girls of the Yin and Yang Soldiers have been transferred from the fairy sales center to work in the Hell Colony, it is rare to come back on weekdays, and the entire dormitory building is extremely deserted, and a group of people go up from the first floor to the sixth floor, but they don't see a single figure, but fortunately, Yong Bowen has not considered asking the Yin Yang Soldier girls to help deliver the news - this is also an unlikely thing, even if they meet the Yin Yang Soldier girls, in the style of the old monks, most of them will be detained together, so as not to leak the news - but will not be disappointed.

When he arrived at the room where Demalika lived, Yong Bowen took the key to open the door, turned to the side, and motioned for the four old monks to advance.

It's just that no one appreciates this polite politeness, and the old monk led by him entered the room first, while the other three were still surrounding Yong Bowen and Aliyun.

Yong Bowen smiled helplessly, and pulled Aliyun into the room, and the three old monks followed closely into the room, and closed the door and locked it.

This room has long been cleaned, not to mention the blood-red walls and dead insects all over the ground at that time, even the magic fluctuations and fierce aura left by Malika when she entered the demon, all of which have been cleaned up by Yong Bowen's spell.

The old monk stood in the middle of the room, facing the large bed on which Malika had once studied—the burnt sheets had all been replaced with brand new ones in the morning—and his expression was faint, and he did not know what he was thinking.

It's impossible to find out anything.

"Masters, this is the room where Malika lives, and after she leaves, I will keep this bed for her or something, thinking that if she comes back one day, there will be a place to live." Yong Bowen was a little proud in his heart, and secretly thought that I am not afraid of trouble, just in case, clean the room by myself, you can all find clues, it is really admirable.

The old monk at the head glanced at Yong Bowen calmly.

It was so clean that there wasn't even the slightest mana fluctuation left, and if he couldn't guess that someone had cleaned it up, it would be too retarded.

It's just that there are many ways to send messages in this world, and it doesn't necessarily have to be spells.

As early as the moment he entered the room, the old monk could be sure that Malika had indeed lived here for quite some time.

It doesn't rely on spells, but it relies on a mysterious spiritual level connection between the two, which is difficult to describe in words, and it can be regarded as a kind of tantric supernatural power, but the magic is that he is not a spell, and the conventional method of cleaning up the remnants of spells has no effect at all.

"Why don't the masters go to the place where Malika used to live temporarily?" Yong Bowen didn't want a few old monks to stay here longer, so he took the initiative to mention yì.

But the old monk ignored Yong Bowen, slowly walked to the big bed, turned around and lay down on his back, motionless, as if dead, after a long while, he turned over, and then the frequency of turning over became more and more dense, as if he was rolling the sheets unsteadily.

If Yong Bowen really monitored Malika for a long time and paid more attention to her, he would find that every action made by the old monk was exactly the same as when Malika was familiar in bed, as if it was carved out of the same mold.

Originally, Malika usually turned her body gently in five or six days, but the old monk obviously did not have so much spare time to repeat Malika's past movements strictly according to the previous time, and directly shortened the time to make the turning action coherent.

After turning over for a while, the old monk led by him roared and suddenly turned over and sat up.

No, it's not a simple sit-up, but the whole person just floats out of thin air, and then completes a series of actions in the air: getting up, turning over, and standing.

When he landed again, the old monk at the head had already stood at the end of the bed again, reached out and pinched the corner at the end of the bed, as simple as turning the pages of a book, and raised his hand to turn over the large solid wood bed.

The floor under the bed is still clean, and this is still the place that Yong Bowen focuses on cleaning, for fear that Malika will leave something under the bed.

However, the focus of the old monk's attention is obviously not the smooth and slippery floor, but the back of the big bed.

There was actually a painting on the back of the big bed.

In the center of the painting is a small, charred black figure.

There are thirteen unsympathetic faces around the human form, and all seven emotions and six desires are on the face!

The appearance of each face is exactly the same as the charred black figure in the center, lifelike, as if it was born in the natural texture of the bed board on the back of the bed!

Yong Bowen saw it in his eyes, not only gasped.