Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 719 - 141 Reality and Dreamland Are Overlapping

Sichuan Cuisine has a classic dish called Boiled Fish.

There’s also a classic dish in Northeastern cuisine called Crispy Sweet and Sour Pork.

If you claim to be a new concept chef who invented a fusion dish called Boiled Crispy Sweet and Sour Pork, you’re asking to be blasted.

The Longevity Sect... cleansing the monarch’s side...

Man, I know you’re just looking for an excuse to cause trouble, but this job is really not something for you to take on!

Leaving the police station, one could see flames reaching the sky in the distance against the night.

The scale of the chaos was spreading at an alarmingly eerie pace.

The sounds of combat and screams of agony were incessant.

The backbone of the Red Lantern Society brought by Yang Youxuan was already brawling with the rioters on the streets.

Even though the Red Lantern Society’s numbers were few, they still held the upper hand.

After all, the Red Lantern Society’s core members are elites who honed their skills in real fights against Evil Spirits over the years.

Their opponents were merely rioters stirred up and enchanted, barely able to think straight.

But the problem was the number of these rioters was swelling at a visibly alarming rate.

"Stop! Everybody stop!"

Li Lanxiang spread her arms in front of Yang Youxuan, shouting hoarsely, "Stop the killing! Those are all civilians!"

"Step aside!"

Yang Youxuan drew her knife to Li Lanxiang’s chest and said coldly, "The Red Lanterns are lit, and the Rakshasa cleanse the streets! Anyone who obstructs will be treated as an Evil Spirit and killed without discussion! Move aside immediately, or I will slay you as well!"

"You are killing the innocent!"

Li Lanxiang turned her head to look at Wang Yunxiao, who silently followed behind her, and called out anxiously, "Section Chief Wang! There must be another way to control the situation! Don’t trust her! She’s from the Yang Family, she has ulterior motives..."

In a flash of the blade, a head flew high into the air and the body slumped down softly.

The girl’s face still wore an expression of disbelief.

Yang Youxuan sheathed her sword, turned her head, and looked coldly towards Wang Yunxiao.

"This person spread misleading words and caused chaos; I will clean up our own mess. You won’t mind, will you, senior brother?"

"No objections. If we have invited you all here, then I certainly trust you completely," Wang Yunxiao affirmed with an unchanged expression.

Hearing this, Yang Youxuan smiled slightly, "Thank you for your understanding, senior brother. We will take responsibility for suppressing the upheaval on these streets."

"Good, we’ll take care of the other side."

With Nantong District being so large, a major upheaval would feel like a drop in the bucket no matter how many people were thrown in.

Watching Yang Youxuan’s figure disappear into the heavy snowfall, Wang Yunxiao couldn’t help but sigh.

This snow never seems to end.

"Big Brother, do you really trust her to mess things up like this?"

Wormwood whispered, "What if that big sister from before was telling the truth? The Yang Family..."

"Which big sister?"

"The one from the Red Lantern Society..."

"How do you know she’s from the Red Lantern Society, just because she wore a Red String on her head?"

"Uh..."

"Why does she not call me senior brother, but instead calls me Section Chief Wang?"

Wang Yunxiao pulled out his pistol, checked the safety, and pressed it against Wormwood’s forehead.

"And I’ve never discussed the issue of the Yang Family with Yang Youxuan; how would she know that I would care whether Yang Youxuan is from the Yang Family? Wouldn’t a normal person be confused?"

"Aside from her, who the hell are you?"

"Big Brother, I am..."

Bang—!

Wang Yunxiao pulled the trigger directly, a bullet entering through Wormwood’s jaw, causing him to topple to the ground without a sound.

"Split into groups of three, confirm each other’s identity every five minutes!"

After nightfall, reality and Dreamland intertwine; a moment of mental distraction will plunge one into a predicament where truth and illusion are indistinguishable.

This is certainly not a natural phenomenon; it’s clearly the result of human manipulation.

On the streets, panicked crowds could be seen everywhere, with mothers clutching their children kneeling in front of blazing houses, wailing in despair. Hearing footsteps coming from behind, one waved her hand and fiercely clung to a passing boot, refusing to let go.

"Sir, save my family, please! I beg you to show mercy! Save my children!"

The answer she got was the cold muzzle of a gun.

"Let go!"

"Please have mercy..."

A bullet pierced straight through her eye socket.

"Murder!"

Immediately, someone screamed nearby.

"Murderer!"

"Executioner!"

"Butcher!"

"The soldiers are going to massacre the city!"

Piercing screams rose and fell, endless and heart-wrenching.

Dozens of ropes descended silently from midair, looping around the necks of the screamers.

The ropes snapped taut, and in an instant, dozens of people were hung up, but the surrounding noise did not diminish in the slightest.

Wang Yunxiao looked up to see a bald man standing on the roof not far away, with a yellow bedsheet tied around his neck, brandishing a double-pronged pitchfork, howling at the sky.

"I am the Emperor of the Great Shun Country! Following the mandate of heaven, inheriting the great dynasty! If you turn your weapons and surrender in accordance to ritual, you will not lose your nobility!"

"Wormwood."

A gunshot rang out, and the bald man draped in a yellow bedsheet burst into a cloud of blood from his head, and fell backwards.

The gates in front opened, and a group of men and women armed with brooms and rolling pins charged out, the leader raising a kitchen knife high and shouting, "I am the Crown Prince! Follow me, my loyal subjects, to kill the enemy! A thousand taels of silver as a reward for those who bring me the enemy commander’s head!"

Bang bang bang bang bang—!

Under a hail of bullets, the frenzied men and women fell row by row, neatly cut down like wheat.

Wang Yunxiao, leading the charge, burst through the gates, kicked open the tightly shut door and saw two half-dressed little maids huddled together, letting out terrified screams.

"Stay hidden, don’t go outside."

He casually gave the order and swung the butt of the gun backwards.

A green bamboo stick reached out from the side, casually blocking his strike.

"Oh? I thought you would be in a killing frenzy by now."

A crisp female voice sounded in his ear.

Wang Yunxiao was certain he was not blinded by rage, but now he wasn’t so sure if his eyes were playing tricks on him.

He saw a panda.

To be precise, a woman wrapped in a white fur coat, with a hood featuring two black circular ears, holding a green bamboo stick in her hand.

Sister, isn’t your style a bit too anime? Did you walk onto the wrong set?

For a moment, Wang Yunxiao even doubted the Garrison Soldiers’ resistance to Forming Array.

Could it be that the enemy’s methods have been upgraded again?

"Let me introduce myself: Lianluo, from the Machine Manufacturing Bureau’s Curios Department, second-level researcher, Mechanical Artisan."

The woman dressed up like a panda extended her hand, speaking formally, "Section Chief Wang, I’m here at the invitation of the Special Service Bureau to provide you with technological support. But it seems like your squad has done quite well all the way here; it appears you might not even need any reinforcements, right?"

"We do."

Wang Yunxiao decided to be frank: "But I can’t confirm your identity right now."

"You really do forget things easily, don’t you?"

"Have we... met before?"

"So you really did forget. Well then, let me remind you, that black leather booklet you have was tested by me."

"Ah?"

Not sistas! Wasn’t that from a few Chapters back?