Chapter Fifty-Eight: Two Taoist Priests

In the study, Fang Yun, Li's mother, and the housekeeper's uncle had their mouths stuffed with yellow paper, and their hands were tied with three red ropes.

The other end of the three red ropes was pinned to the ceiling by three nails.

Because the red rope was too short, the three of them could only stand in rows, one hand was forced to be raised, and the toes were also forced to pad.

This action will not make people die, but it can make people suffer every minute.

Su Mian's eyes narrowed, and he silently made a note for Liu Yunlong.

She stepped forward in a few steps to cut the rope and save the three of them.

Fang Yun was relieved, fell on the sofa and gasped, and said weakly:

"Xiao Mian, something happened, your third brother was kidnapped by those two Taoist priests."

Two Taoist priests?

A touch of surprise floated in Su Mian's heart:

"Mom, what do those two people look like?"

Fang Yun hurriedly described to her the appearance of the two.

One of them fits the characteristics of Liu Yunlong.

The other person, according to her description, was younger than Liu Yunlong, and behaved more like his subordinate.

Su Mian was a little disappointed, thinking that the person behind him had appeared.

She took out the compass and asked her mother for the third brother's birthday.

I thought that my mother didn't have Su Tian's date of birth, but I didn't expect her to remember it clearly.

After Su Mian operated, the compass was motionless.

"What's the matter, can't you find Su Tian?"

Fang Yun's charming face was full of anxiety.

At this moment, she would rather the person who was kidnapped was herself.

Su Mian's little face was dark:

"The third brother is estimated to have been hidden in another space."

"What does it mean to be in another space?"

Fang Yun learned about these things of Taoism for the first time, but he felt very novel.

Su Mian patiently explained to her:

"It's a virtual space made with Taoist tools."

She said as she pulled out a storage bag the size of a sachet.

Immediately, he picked up an A4 paper-sized book from the table.

Under Fang Yun's curious gaze, Su Mian put the books at the mouth of the storage bag.

I saw that the storage bag the size of a sachet suddenly became larger, and directly sucked the book in Su Mian's hand.

The next second, it shrank to the size of a sachet.

"See? Mom, the space of the storage bag is a different space. ”

At this scene, Fang Yun's mouth opened slightly.

Is this so amazing?

"What should Su Tian do? If he had been left in another space by Taoist priests, wouldn't we have been able to find him? ”

Although Su Tian is not her biological child.

But this child has been with her for the longest time, and he has long been like his own child.

Su Mian's little face tightened, she pondered for a few seconds, and said coldly:

"I can only wait, or maybe I'll look to see if the other party has left any information."

There must be a reason why they took Su Tian away.

Su Mian turned around, and seeing that there was no clue in the study, she walked to the first floor.

Xiao Hei has been nesting on the sofa, looking lazy.

Seeing her come down, it suddenly jumped to its feet and jumped straight towards the ceiling.

The next second, it clawed forward, grabbing a piece of yellow paper.

Su Mian took it casually, only to see that the yellow paper read:

"Today, take a can of pure yin qi and come to the abandoned factory in the suburbs to replace people."

Su Mianxiu's eyebrows furrowed.

It seems that the person behind Liu Yunlong is running out of pure yin qi.

But in this situation, where did she go to collect pure yin qi?

Moreover.

Who wants to be sucked by her pure yin qi?

Fang Yun also saw the words on the yellow paper, but she couldn't understand it:

"Xiao Mian, what is the pure yin qi?"

"There are many kinds of female qi, and one of the most important qi is pure yin qi. If the woman is sucked all of them, she will die and become a dry corpse. ”

Su Mian explained.

"Xiaomian, why don't we call the police?"

Fang Yun was a little anxious:

"Or, you suck me and use my pure yin qi to save Su Tian."

Su Mian shook his head, disagreeing with her thoughts:

"Your body is weak, and the pure yin qi in your body is scarce, so you are not suitable for this."

Right now, she's the right person for it.

"No, you can't do that!" Fang Yun saw her thoughts and hurriedly stopped her.

"Don't worry, Mom, I have a soul cultivation flower."

Su Mian took out a gas canister from the storage bag, and after she finished chanting the incantation, she lifted the gas canister and sucked it towards herself.

In less than a minute, the gas collection tank was full of pure yin qi.

Su Mian put down the gas canister, only to feel dizzy, and his body seemed to be emptied.

Fang Yun supported Su Mian and fed her the water of the Soul Cultivation Flower in distress, only hating that he couldn't help her at all.

Ten minutes later, Su Mian slowly opened his eyes, and his physical strength and energy had recovered eighty percent.

"This soul cultivation flower is really powerful."

It's a pity.

The two soul cultivation flowers she had finally gotten were used up so quickly.

Seeing that there was still half an hour before the hour, Su Mian hurriedly drove over.

In the villa next door, Lu Yi saw Su Mian driving away, and hurriedly walked to the living room:

"Ninth Master, Miss Su is out. I heard that Young Master Su Tian was kidnapped by a Taoist priest, and Miss Su is now going to save people. ”

Fu Jiuyuan's dark eyes narrowed slightly:

"You drive to follow her first, and I'll follow behind."

"Okay."

Half an hour later, an abandoned factory on the outskirts.

As soon as Su Mian entered, he felt that the inside was completely different from the outside.

Outside is a large area of abandoned factories, and inside is a lush forest.

There were a few small birds chirping in the trees, and there was a flowing stream next to it.

Su Mian's eyes narrowed, and his gaze fell on the big tree in front of him.

There was a white cloth on the lawn, and Su Tian lay there with his eyes closed.

She took a few steps forward, then stopped.

Behind the big tree on the side, a man wearing a gray robe and a height of 1.8 meters walked out.

The man was twenty-five or sixteen years old, his eyes were sharp, and he was full of cold air.

"Miss Su, why don't you come forward to see your third brother?"

When Su Mian's gaze fell on his face, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

The people of Nanchen Temple?