I run a Taoist temple in a bizarre world.

Chapter 36 Get Up

The square in front of the Special Affairs Bureau.

The lights illuminated the figures of all the daytime workers belonging to the Special Operations Bureau standing in the square.

They looked at each other, their faces filled with confusion.

They gathered in small groups of two or three, talking in hushed tones.

Why are they being summoned to assemble at this time? What important matter could it be?

"Boss, why are you suddenly summoning us so late at night? Do you have any inside information?"

A man with a street-smart appearance and half-closed eyes asked Yu Ying in a low voice.

"no."

Yu Ying was somewhat agitated. After the order to assemble was given, he immediately contacted Yu Xun.

But no one answered, or rather, the call couldn't get through at all.

"That brat, he always messes things up at crucial moments."

I remember this guy said he had a dinner party with friends tonight, on some street somewhere.

He was busy with official business and didn't hear clearly.

"Could he be drunk?"

Yu Ying thought this was very likely, as he knew Yu Xun's alcohol tolerance very well.

Unfortunately, Yu Xun is someone who is inexplicably confident in his alcohol tolerance.

"Boss, are you talking about your brother? But we haven't seen Yu Xun anywhere. Did he enter some strange world?"

"Keep quiet and listen to what they have to say."

Yu Ying did not answer, but instead changed the subject by taking advantage of Deputy Director Zhu's appearance in everyone's sight.

Deputy Director Zhu stood before the flagpole beneath the national flag of Daxia and the flag of the Special Affairs Bureau, silently watching the Zhou Guiren who had arrived.

He ignored the private conversations of the group of people returning home during the day and did not make them line up neatly.

Deputy Director Zhu simply watched in silence.

"What's going on? Deputy Director Zhu is starting to pull this kind of stunt now?"

"He Pingfeng, a commoner, murmured."

Yu Ying also noticed this unusual phenomenon.

Deputy Director Zhu is known for his conciseness. At meetings large and small, his reports are very brief. He usually gets straight to the point without much formality, getting straight to the point.

When did Deputy Director Zhu become so fussy?

Soon, the first words Zhu uttered made Yu Ying realize that he hadn't changed.

"The eerie fog has invaded the world, and the location is right here in Jiangcheng, on Changxing Street."

Suddenly, the scene fell into a deathly silence.

They all knew what the invasion of the mysterious fog into the present world meant.

Yu Ying's ears were ringing.

He remembered where Yu Xun had mentioned the location of the dinner party.

"Changxing Street".

……

The area is invaded by eerie fog, Changxing Street.

After a period of panic, Yu Xun had calmed down considerably and was no longer going around in circles.

"Ah Le, you've noticed the changes around you too."

Yu Xun pulled out the weeds that were "embedded" in the floor tiles.

"No matter what happens next, you must stay close to me."

Yu Xun solemnly explained again.

Chi Leyin, half-hidden and half-revealed, nodded, indicating that he could return to the gates of the loyal Qingshan Temple.

From afar, Chi Le heard faint cries for help.

"What the hell is that? Get away from me!"

"No, don't come any closer... Ah!"

Chi Le and the other person exchanged a glance and walked in the direction from which the cries for help had come.

Around the corner, Chi Le saw the source of the cries for help.

A pair of people are hugging each other.

The couple was cornered by a three-headed monster, about half a person's height, resembling a toad, and with six legs.

"Get away! Don't come any closer!"

The man waved a wooden stick he had picked up at random.

They tried to drive away the six-legged toads that were getting closer and closer to them.

But it was a thin broom handle that looked like it had been broken off from a long-handled broom.

It was utterly impossible to frighten away the six-legged toad, which was already starving and only wanted to bite off his head.

He paused briefly just as the short stick was about to reach them, then continued to approach the two.

It's like playing an alternative version of "Statues".

"What the hell are these things?!"

The man waved a short stick to slow down the three-headed, six-legged toad's advance.

He looked around, trying to find a way out.

But behind him and his girlfriend was a wall, and directly in front of them were three six-legged toads that were gradually approaching.

On the right, a six-legged toad, having just swallowed a child whole, was licking its lips with lingering satisfaction.

The man's gaze met the greedy eyes of the toad, which was still hungry.

left……

It was a stagnant pool of dark water, looking like a swamp where one might be unable to move if they stepped in.

He continued waving the short stick in his hand, trying to prolong his inevitable death by being swallowed by the toad.

Or risk wading through unknown swamps?

We can't just stand here and wait to die!

The man made his choice and turned to his girlfriend.

"We can't just stand here and wait to die." He pointed to the muddy ground. "I'll scare these ugly things and distract them, then you run this way, and I'll follow!"

"But……"

"Listen to me, I'll catch up soon, wait for my signal."

"……good!"

The woman nodded.

The man gripped the broken broomstick tightly, facing the approaching six-legged toad.

At least one person survived, no matter what!

The man thought to himself.

The toad opened its mouth, and a long, fleshy tongue dangled to one side, with murky, sticky saliva dripping onto the ground, forming a long, thin thread.

"run!"

The countdown in his heart reached zero, and the man roared angrily.

At the same time, his rapidly beating heart seemed to give him unparalleled courage and strength, and he swung the broken stick in his hand with all his might.

Snapped!

The wooden stick struck the six-legged toad squarely on the head, and a boil immediately burst open, scattering thick yellow mucus mixed with blood everywhere.

The walls, the grass... anything near the man and the toad was covered in pus.

The air was thick with the smell of decay.

The taste was like the rotten flesh near a wound that hadn't healed in a long time.

Click!

Along with the toad's abscess bursting open, the wooden stick in the man's hand also burst open.

The stick, which was already only half a stick, is now reduced to just the small section held in the hand.

But facing this man's all-out blow...

Apart from the ruptured abscess on its head, the six-legged toad was otherwise unharmed.

Completely ignoring the short stick the man was still wildly waving around.

The six-legged toad raised its fleshy tongue, which was resting on one side of its mouth, and curled it into a ball, ready to pounce.

The man gradually slowed his swing of the stick, taking one last look at his girlfriend who had reached the swamp.

I can accept it as long as she can get away with it.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

That small patch of mud might not even have a place to stand!

"Waaah..."

Having reached the swamp, with one foot deeply embedded and unable to pull it out or move, the woman was at a loss. With a sob, tears welled up in her eyes, and she turned to the man for help.

Their eyes met, and despair and reluctance welled up in them at the same time. Finally, they both closed their eyes as if resigned to their fate.

puff!

It sounded like a toad sticking out its tongue, or like the sound of something being cut through flesh.

The man with his eyes closed twitched his nose.

He smelled a strong, muddy odor, like bubbles bursting from the silt at the bottom of a river.

After a long while, the man opened his eyes a crack.

He then saw a handsome young man with a slender figure looking down at him, extending a hand and waiting for him to take it so that he could help him up.

Behind the young man, a muscular man was pulling a broad-bladed dagger from the six-legged toad, which was gradually ceasing its struggles.

Beside the man, the other three six-legged toads had fallen silent, their fleshy tongues lying limply on the muddy, sewage-filled swamp.

"Ah Le, I've got it all sorted out! Are your people alright?"

The man holding the short knife asked the young man in front of him.

"fine."

The young man reached out his hand and moved it slightly, as if urging him to quickly take his hand.

"Get up, your companion is waiting for you."

Chi Le said.