Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

Listening to Wang Ming's extremely excited words, Tang San knocked on the table while flipping the fish on the plate. The slightly low percussive sound awakened Wang Ming, who was immersed in his emotions. He smiled apologetically when he realized that he was out of shape, and ate several bites of food in embarrassment.

Although he didn't stare directly at Wang Ming, Tang San's attention was always on him. Watching the embarrassed Wang Ming pick up several mouthfuls of food, including the missing piece of roasted fish, his pupils shrank slightly.

"Apart from what you said, is there anything strange happening?"

When Wang Ming's mood eased slightly, Tang San continued to ask. But looking at the other side's unnatural face, he knew that the information in the other side's hands was only this.

But it was also right. Although Wang Ming was the person in charge of this area, he didn't have any soul power, he was just a civilian member. After realizing that there is an unknown danger in the mountains and forests, staying in place to contact the agents is the right choice.

So after knowing this, Tang San was not disappointed, but nodded, stood up and said: "I have a preliminary judgment about what happened here, and it's not too early. I still have some things to sort out. I'm leaving for the time being."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Seeing Tang San about to get up and leave, Wang Ming hurriedly got up to see him off. But Tang San just waved his hand, and after asking him for the key to the room, he left the private room by himself, leaving Wang Ming alone looking at the barely touched Cai on the table, secretly heartbroken.

I had known that Agent Tang was only asking for news, so I wouldn't order so many things. Hey, the food here is really expensive, so I will definitely not come here next time.

Thinking of this in his mind, Wang Ming sat down again and began to sweep the dishes on the table. It wasn't until I couldn't eat it anymore that I was so painful to pack and settle the bill.

On the other side, in a private room on the third floor of Fengxuan Hotel, Tang San was standing by the window, watching Wang Ming cursing and leaving on the ground, his eyes flickering.

Hurrying for a whole day, even though Tang San is now the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor, he can't help feeling hungry. Before, he really wanted to talk while eating. But when he had just picked up a piece of fish, he keenly felt the Hidden Blade on his wrist, and the temperature rose slightly.

The life and death experience over the years has made him extremely trusting in the gift his brother gave. In such a magical time, his original pathological knowledge played a limited role, and in many cases he couldn't immediately discover what was wrong, and he needed a reminder from Hidden Blade.

Of course, he is not a person who is not enterprising and only knows to rely on tools. Generally, after the task is completed, he will dig deep into the principles of pollution, transmission channels, and the damage caused, and he can use these things to carry out anti-killing whenever necessary.

It's the same truth as chanting the powerful name taboo. Although he may die, the opposite person is basically cool. If it is not for the unconscious chanting in his heart, he will have to prepare dozens of honorable names.

At the very beginning, he thought it was Wang Ming who ordered something. After all, the fact that there is unknown pollution here is already a certainty, so Wang Ming may be obviously polluted without knowing it, and may even deliberately lure himself here.

In this case, it can also explain Wang Ming's inexplicable madness when he explained before. After all, according to his own statement, he should have only heard of what happened from those people, and had not personally experienced it.

Moreover, until now, Tang San didn't know what was terrifying about the so-called "deer head human body". Similar forms abound in the spirit master world. It stands to reason that Wang Ming, as the person in charge, should not be so ignorant. .

After discovering what was wrong, Tang San decisively stopped eating, but turned his attention to Wang Ming. After watching Wang Ming eat the things on the table without changing his face, and his emotions did not change at all, Tang San began to doubt his previous inferences.

In the room, after feeling that Wang Ming swept away the dishes on the table, this suspicion reached its peak.

In any case, Wang Ming is just an ordinary person. Although he is a little clever, he will not be a deep-hearted person. Under the observation of the "Mustard Seed" level purple magic pupil, Wang Ming's movements and mental fluctuations were very normal, and he did not seem to be poisoned at all.

So, he might not know that there is something in the meal?

Thinking of this, Tang San checked the room and locked the door after making sure that there was no problem. Pulling an inconspicuous fishbone from the cuff, he sat on the chair and began to observe closely with the purple magic pupil.

In Tang San's eyes, the smooth fishbone completely changed to another appearance. This fishbone is not a whole, but is made up of countless small particles densely covered with pits and bumps.

This is the micro world. Generally speaking, things that cannot be discovered under normal circumstances will not be so hidden in the micro world. But Tang San observed for a long time, but still found nothing.

In his eyes, this is a normal fishbone.

Fortunately, he didn't think he would discover something immediately. After he found that the problem could not be found from a microscopic angle, he immediately unfolded the Soul Guidance Device, took out one by one precision instruments, and began various tests.

But no matter how hard he tried, there was only one result in the end: this was an ordinary fishbone.

Could it be that you really want to make trouble?

Tang San quickly rejected such thoughts as soon as they appeared. The runes on the Hidden Blade are not deceiving. Even if they encounter pollution in the emptiness of the spiritual world, they will remind him that there is no reason to suddenly convulsions. It may be the same as before, encountering temporarily unobservable pollution.

Thinking about this, Tang San received the instrument and fishbone together in the moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridge, and after thinking about it for a while, he was ready to wash and rest when the night was extremely dark.

When he walked to the bathroom, Tang San turned on the faucet, and when he was about to wash, something happened suddenly.

The Hidden Blade worn by him on his wrist suddenly lit up again. In this space where he was alone, he naturally opened his sleeves, and left and saw the two runes that light and dark.

Purification, warning!

This... is pollution!

Looking at the water flowing in front of him in disbelief, Tang San's eyes were full of disbelief. The source of pollution is actually the ubiquitous water source?

No, it's not right, it may not be that simple!

Putting on his coat, Tang San pulled open the opaque glass and rose up like a big bird in the dark night sky, without attracting anyone's attention, and instantly came to the lawn below.

Now, it’s time to verify everything!