The God of the Ruined Temple
Chapter 386

The Scapegoat?

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But at that moment, Mage You's body lay perfectly still. With his spirit wandering outside it, his body was little different from someone in a Vegetative State. How could it react?

Two dark figures slipped through the doorway. Without a word, they pressed a towel tightly over Mage You's mouth and nose.

Mage You's arms and legs thrashed as he struggled, but before long, he stopped moving altogether.

The two figures checked his breathing and heartbeat. Once they were sure Mage You was dead, they exchanged a signal, slipped silently back through the door, and vanished into the dark night.

Meanwhile, Green Bamboo Retreat had come into sight. The little figure formed from smoke took shape once more, a vicious smile on his face. Then, in an instant, his expression turned to terror, and he broke apart...

A final glimmer of light flew out of the scattering blue smoke. In the blink of an eye, it appeared in the county magistrate's residence behind the Taiqiu County offices.

In a Secret Chamber, seven or eight lamps burned. Each flame was as small as a bean, casting an eerie green glow.

One of the oil lamps suddenly spat a Lamp Blossom, then went out.

A Daoist cultivating in the next room sensed something and strode over. When he saw the extinguished lamp, his expression changed. "Little You is dead..."

Just then, a speck of light shot out. The Daoist barked a command, produced a piece of jade, and caught the light within it.

His cultivation was clearly profound. He opened his mouth and breathed a stream of white vapor into the jade.

The light flickered and grew bright. Then a tiny figure, barely an inch tall, appeared atop the White Jade, sobbing. "Venerable Envoy, please seek justice for me! Please seek justice

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