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The light was not dazzling, but it gave everyone present a sense of warmth and peace that came from the soul.
Immediately, an extremely complex and precise golden swastika symbol slowly appeared and rotated in his palm.
"The mighty Tianlong!"
"The Buddha's light shines!"
He softly uttered four words.
The swastika symbol flew out of his hand and grew larger in the wind!
In an instant, it transformed into a massive golden magic seal that blotted out the sky, directly enveloping the entire battlefield!
Under the golden light of the Dharma seal.
That arrogant liquid monster seemed to have met its most terrifying nemesis in the world!
It couldn't even utter a mournful cry.
Its dozens of tentacles and massive body, upon contact with the Buddha's light, began to rapidly melt, disintegrate, and vaporize from the inside, like ice and snow under the sun!
This is not evaporation at the physical level.
Rather, it is a more fundamental kind of erasure and transcendence, at the level of existence!
In just a few seconds.
The powerful monster that had baffled the special police force had vanished completely.
Only a faint, purified sandalwood-like scent remains in the air.
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence once again.
Captain Jia Shan, along with Ah Long and Ah Qiang, remained in their shooting stances, staring dumbfounded at Long Yan.
Their minds went blank.
What kind of power is this?!
Is this the power of God?!
After a long while, Captain Jia Shan reluctantly put down his gun, took a deep breath, walked quickly to Long Yan, and solemnly bowed to him at a ninety-degree angle.
"I am Jia Shan, captain of the Monster Special Police Team! Thank you, Master, for your help in saving me from danger!"
His tone was filled with the most sincere gratitude and awe.
Long Yan calmly returned the greeting with one hand: "It was nothing, nothing to mention. This humble monk is Long Yan."
"Master Longyan!" Captain Jia Shan's eyes blazed with an unprecedented fervor, like a believer who had found a savior.
"Your power is a compassionate yet powerful force that we have never seen before!"
On behalf of the Monster Special Police Team, I formally and sincerely invite you to join us! Currently, the monster world is in turmoil, and a massive conspiracy codenamed 'Genesis' is brewing. With our strength alone, we are afraid… We urgently need a powerful individual like you to fight alongside us to protect this world!
Ah Long and Ah Qiang also came over, their eyes filled with admiration, expectation, and a trace of pure worship from warriors to the strong as they looked at Long Yan.
However, Long Yan slowly shook his head.
"I apologize, Captain Jiashan. My heart has long since turned to Buddhism. The organizations and conflicts of the secular world are nothing but a mirage to me."
A deep disappointment flashed in Captain Kayama's eyes, but he did not give up and continued earnestly:
"Even so, we implore you, Master, to offer some assistance when we need it most! Even if it's just providing some intelligence or lending a hand occasionally! We beg you, neighbor!"
As he spoke, he was about to bow again.
Long Yan reached out to steady him, stopping him.
Looking at the tough police officer in front of him who was willing to do anything to protect ordinary people, he felt a sense of respect.
After a moment of silence, he finally nodded and said:
"All living beings suffer, and all things have a spirit. If evil spirits are encountered and bring disaster to the people, this humble monk will not stand idly by."
"It is my duty to do what I can."
This promise finally brought a relieved smile to Captain Kayama's face.
Chapter 183 Even monks solicit prostitutes? Sister will give you extra time!
The crew was forced to suspend production for a day due to the sudden monster attack in order to comfort the frightened staff and cooperate with the monster special police team in the follow-up investigation.
That evening, Long Yan made a decision that surprised Uncle Da and Wang Xian'er.
As night fell, Long Yan changed out of his signature monk's robe and into a set of ordinary black casual clothes that Uncle Da had prepared for him.
This outfit greatly diminished his extraordinary aura, making him look like an ordinary young man with a tall stature and a cool demeanor.
“Uncle Da,” he said to Uncle Da, who was straightening his collar, “take me somewhere.”
"Boss, where are we going?" Uncle Da asked curiously.
"Go to the place in this city where popularity, desire, and emotions are most mixed and intense." Long Yan's eyes were as deep as the night.
Wang Xian'er was preparing the script for him to use tomorrow when she heard this and looked up with concern: "Long Yan, that kind of place is very chaotic, what are you going there for?"
Long Yan turned to look at her, his gaze softening: "That liquid demon beast was born from the mixture of human evil thoughts and demonic energy; it is by no means an isolated case. Demon beasts are like scavenging vultures, preferring to forage in the garbage dump of human desires. This humble monk would like to go and see how much 'garbage' still hidden in this garbage dump that needs to be cleaned up."
683 This is what he "can do".
Instead of passively waiting for the monster SWAT team to call for help, it's better to personally step into this "hunting ground" of the mortal world, take the initiative, and nip the threats lurking in the shadows of the city in the bud.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Da immediately understood Long Yan's meaning, and excitedly slapped his thigh, revealing the signature smile of a seasoned veteran:
"I get it, boss! You're trying to 'entrap' people! Hehe! If you're talking about the most dazzling and decadent place in all of Hong Kong, Uncle Tat is second to none! Come on! Follow me! I guarantee you'll be amazed!"
And so, led by Uncle Da, the two quietly left the film studio and took a taxi straight to Tsim Sha Tsui, Hong Kong's most famous city that never sleeps.
Ultimately, their destination was the front of a large nightclub called "Pearl of the Orient".
Neon signs flashed with alluring light, luxury cars came and went through the huge entrance, and scantily clad men and women laughed and walked arm in arm into the gate that resembled the maw of a beast.
Deafening electronic music, mixed with the smell of alcohol and hormones, surged out from inside the door, as if to drag the whole world into this vortex of desire.
Long Yan stood quietly at the doorway, watching. In his "Dharma Eye," he could clearly see streams of gray-black energy, representing negative emotions such as greed, lust, anger, and jealousy, rising from above the building and intertwining into a massive vortex invisible to the naked eye.
Within that vortex, he keenly detected a few extremely faint yet extremely cold... demonic energy.
Sure enough, there were "fish" here.
"Boss, this is it." Uncle Da rubbed his hands together and whispered, "This is the richest and most chaotic place in Hong Kong, a melting pot of all sorts of people. The 'thing' you're looking for is probably hidden inside."
Long Yan nodded and stepped inside.
Upon entering, an even hotter and more chaotic wave of air hits you.
On the dance floor, countless men and women twisted their bodies wildly under the flashing lights, sweat and desire mingling and splashing everywhere.
In a booth, a gang leader covered in gold chains was stuffing stacks of banknotes into the bosom of a dancer next to him, eliciting bursts of coquettish laughter.
This place is an amplifier of desire, and also an exhibition hall of the darkest side of human nature.
Although Long Yan had changed into casual clothes, his shiny head and ascetic aura, like ice thrown into boiling oil, still instantly attracted the attention of those around him.
"Holy crap! Look! There's a monk over there!"
"Are you kidding me? What day is it today? Why are monks at the bar?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at him, is he here to beg for alms or to perform a ritual for the dead? Hahaha!"
Some of the drunken patrons pointed at him and made malicious laughs.
Several burly men in black, with dragon tattoos covering their shoulders, who were patrolling the area frowned and immediately surrounded them.
The scarred man at the head of the group, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, pointed at Long Yan and shouted in an unfriendly tone, "Hey! Baldy! You've come to the wrong place, haven't you? This place doesn't welcome charlatans like you! If you know what's good for you, get lost! Don't get in our way!"
Seeing this, Uncle Da quickly stepped forward, beaming, and pulled a pack of "Chunghwa" cigarettes from his pocket, handing it to him.
"Hey, Axe Bro, Axe Bro, calm down, give me some face. This is my friend, he's from the mainland, he's never seen the world before, I brought him here to broaden his horizons, just sit for a while, just sit for a while."
The scarred man, known as "Axe Guy," took the cigarette, his expression softening slightly, but he still said disdainfully:
"Hmph, Uncle Da, it's not that I'm disrespecting you. But look at him, standing here like that, it's bad luck! It's affecting our business!"
Just as the atmosphere was getting tense, a woman wearing a red cheongsam with a slit up to her thigh and heavy smoky makeup walked gracefully towards them, swaying her serpentine waist.
She has a very strong presence; you can tell at a glance that she's the "madam" or the boss here.
She walked up to the scarred man, gently patted his cheek with her fingers painted with bright red nail polish, and said in a languid voice:
"Alright, Ah Fu, let him have his fun. A monk visiting a brothel, how interesting! It'll add some different kinds of fun to our place."
After she finished speaking, her phoenix eyes, painted with thick black eyeliner, fell on Long Yan, looking him up and down as if she had discovered a new and interesting prey.
Her gaze was filled with naked scrutiny and aggression.
She swayed as she walked up to Long Yan, extended a slender index finger, and lightly traced it across his muscular chest, breathing hot air into his ear: "Master, all alone? Are you feeling very distressed, so you've come to this mortal world seeking solace?"
"How about I personally accompany you upstairs to book a room and properly 'save' you?"
"Don't worry, my 'magic power' is very high. I guarantee you'll be so happy you won't want to leave, and I can even 'extend' your time."
This extremely blatant provocation immediately triggered an even louder burst of laughter from those around them.
Not far away, a man disguised as a drinker, wearing a baseball cap, saw this scene and his eyes instantly lit up with excitement!
The miniature camera disguised as a lighter in his hand was already frantically pressing the shutter button on Long Yan and the woman in the cheongsam!
"My God! Holy Monk Long Yan! Prostitution at a nightclub?! This... this is a bombshell news story that will sell out of 'Most Exciting News Weekly'!" The paparazzi was trembling with excitement.
However, at this moment, Long Yan was oblivious to everything around him.
His gaze, calm yet sharp, was fixed on the woman in the cheongsam before him, who was doing everything she could to seduce him.
Under his "divine eye," the woman was enveloped by a dense, almost tangible, black aura of resentment. And deep within that aura, a chilling, murderous demonic energy was faintly visible.
He caught a big fish.
Long Yan's lips curled into a cold, imperceptible smile.
He looked at the woman in the cheongsam and uttered two words in a calm, emotionless voice:
"Okay."
"lead the way.".