At Dongchuan Airport, a few people got off on the small plane with the words "Fengshen" written on it, all wearing casual clothes and driving into Dongchuan city in a low-key manner.

One of the young men with a baby face was dressed quite fashionable. They chewed chewing gum while walking and had a stopwatch hanging around their neck. They were Zhang Zhao, the captain of the Fengshen First Detachment. The female fieldman beside him was wearing a pair of huge toad glasses and had eyebrows that seemed to never wake up. Although this person looked sub-healthy, he was also a character - Gu Yuexi, the captain of the second team who had supported Xuan Ji at Chiyuan Hospital.

These two special field players who can stand on their own, but this time they come out all followers - the leading ape back, wide shoulders, bald head, bronze face, and a cigarette hanging on the corner of their mouth. When people see it, the word "man" will immediately appear in their hearts, and the whole person is filled with an off-road temperament.

This person's surname is Wang, named Wang Ze, and is a water specialist. He is the general manager of the current "Wind God" of the special forces.

Wang Ze Shenlong saw his head but never saw his tail. He rarely returned to the headquarters and wandered around the country all year round. The leaders of the Ministry of Security couldn't catch anyone every time they asked him for him. They jumped up in anger and couldn't catch him. Every time there was something that needed the support of the "Wind God", their people could always arrive at the scene as soon as possible and never lost their jobs.

"This old Xiao, I see that he has been promoted since he was promoted, his face is getting whiter and his official power is getting bigger and bigger." Wang Ze's mouth was curled up and he complained lazily, "I, the ten special teams of Fengshen, are not enough for him to adjust, and he is directly supporting me from the air."

Gu Yuexi said seriously: "It is related to the mirror flower, water moon butterfly. Now people are in panic. Director Xiao means that the fewer people know about this, the better."

Wang Ze hummed from his nose: "The corruption above made me run errands, and it was rotten to the roots. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother to stay at the headquarters... OK, what's the situation now?"

After sending the message, Zhang Zhaogang raised his head when he heard the sound: "Oh, the old zombie in Dongchuan - the old ghost Yuede, I don't know if the cremation money was not saved enough or why, I was crazy about making money. Let go of a group of disciples, make traps of evil and heretics, and then direct and act on their own. The tools they used were suspected to be the mirror flower, water moon butterfly eggs dug out from an ancient tomb. Maybe the contagious mob flew out from there."

Gu Yuexi said in a stern manner: "There are four apprentices in total, and they are not very popular now. The active ones are all the disciples. We have obtained motor vehicle driving records under the names of several important figures and their families. Through cross comparison, we roughly circled the location of the ancient tomb - it should be in the 'Dongbi' mountain area, which coincides with the positioning sent by the aftermath department."

"Strange, sister," said Zhang Zhao, "How did those wastes in the aftermath department find the location of the ancient tomb?"

"How do you say?" Gu Yuexi scolded him and said, "The person in charge of the aftermath department was accidentally pulled into the tomb with the suspect. Their young man's special ability happened to be "seeking things and finding people". He took Director Xuan's personal belongings and tracked them all the way."

Zhang Zhao was happy: "Oh my god, this is so powerful that he can go to the beauty pageant with the police dog."

Gu Yuexi had no expression on her face, and her stern eyes shot out from behind the toad mirror.

"I was wrong." Zhang Zhao made a face and made a zipper on his mouth.

"Dongbishan District, right? Let the little carrot leaders of the aftermath department wait and don't move around." Wang Ze smiled with a cigarette in his mouth and smiled with a big shark-like white teeth, "Wait for us to rescue their father--hey, I heard that the strange new director of the aftermath department is also a thunder and fire department. Yue'er, have you seen it? How about it?"

Gu Yuexi paused thoughtfully and said cautiously: "I can't say it."

Wang Ze was stunned: "Hmm?"

Gu Yuexi held the sunglasses on his face: "The energy characteristics I saw from him were flame-colored. I felt that he should belong to the Thunder Fire System, which was more fire-but... At that time, in Chiyuan Hospital, he also showed a little metal-type ability, which should be a special weapon. But in theory, gold and fire were incompatible, and the weapons were incompatible with their own attributes, and their combat power would be reduced. Generally, people in the Thunder Fire System would avoid the metal-type and ice-water-type weapons. Oh, by the way, he also had a sword in his hand, which was pulled out from his spine, and he could compete with the humans and demons at that time with that sword."

Zhang Zhao said "Wow": "Drawing the sword from behind, it sounds so awesome. What kind of sword?"

Gu Yuexi shook her head: "I can't see through."

Zhang Zhao is young and quick-talking: "Sister, what I couldn't see through your 'perspective eyes' last time..."

When he said this, he suddenly realized something and shut up. Gu Yuexi frowned, and the car suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.

Wang Ze's face darkened, and he sprayed a mouthful of white smoke. The white smoke flew against the wind like a spirit, making him muffled: "You have a mouth, your tongue is eight feet long all day long - Director Xiao wrote to see what he said."

"Oh," Zhang Zhao honestly picked up his cell phone, "Director Xiao said, 'Duke Yuede may have known the news that you have arrived in Dongchuan. You are on someone else's territory now, be careful'."

"Funny, the mountain is here, I'm here. What's the zombie and old rabbit dare to blow us up to the sky?" Wang Ze kicked into the fuel tank, "Let's go and see..."

"Don't leave the captain! The highway exit has passed again!"

Luo Cuicuifa's positioning is a very remote place. Wang Ze looks like an off-road traveler. No one knows that he can't find North in private. He went back and forth between the expressway and the winding mountain road for eight times before he broke through the "hardships" and gathered with the aftermath department.

"I'm late! Sorry, it's too difficult to find. There are usually unknown magnetic fields around this ancient tomb that interfere with navigation." Wang Zechao shamelessly found a reason for himself, "Oh... what's going on, why is there a wounded person?"

Yang Chao collapsed on the ground with tears on his face, and was still sobbing dyingly. Since he arrived in this mountainous area, he had been crying for no reason, and his tears could not stop. He had no strength to speak.

"I don't know, it's all the time," Luo Cuicui replied worriedly, "Maybe the pressure of taking the postgraduate entrance examination is too great."

Wang Ze: “…”

I have long heard that the children of the aftermath department have many ambitions, and they are indeed well-deserved.

"Mr. Wang, something is wrong here." Gu Yuexi suddenly spoke.

"how?"

Gu Yuexi pushed her glasses that she didn't take off her forehead even though she didn't take off her face in the middle of the night, and her pupils shrank into vertical pupils: "Look at that mountain."

This was once the Peach Blossom Land Dongchuan, which Emperor Wu was dreaming of. The formation of the Witch Clan has long been destroyed in time. Although this place has experienced countless war baptisms and thousands of years of geological changes, the climate has become very different, and the natural environment is still very superior. It has passed the Mid-Autumn Festival and the night is cold. The mountains are still beautiful, and the mountains are lush and lush. When the water vapor is cold, a white mist floats around the mountains, flowing slowly with the wind.

"It's true... something is wrong." Wang Ze squinted in the direction of her fingers, and slowly let out a smoke ring - there was only one mountain without fog.

The group quickly arrived at the foot of the foggy mountain. Luo Cuicui from the plant system suddenly said in surprise: "These trees are fake!"

No wonder there is no fog, and the paper-tied tree cannot breathe!

Wang Ze broke off a leaf and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it twice. He spit it on the ground with a "pah": "Illusion, the trees on the mountain are made of paper, and rumors in the martial arts world say that the ancestors of the old rabbit, Yuede, were the funerals for people. I don't think it's groundless... Follow me closely, don't fall behind."

It seemed that he had found no wrong place. While Wang Ze told Ping Qianru to pay attention to contact Xuan Ji at any time, he took the lead and walked up a mountain full of fake trees along a gravel road with heavy artificial traces.

Just after the few of them disappeared into the woods, several black cars stopped at the foot of the mountain, and a group of people got out of the car quietly. The leader was an old man wearing a dark Tang suit, and his every move was exactly like the ones of Gongde Yue.

"Master told me to deal with it properly, then I will make the decision." The old man said in a deep voice, "Since the alien control bureau does not take us seriously and covets the secret of our sect's failure to spread, then don't rely on us to silence our mouths and burn the mountains, and make sure that the evidence is not there. Do you understand?"

Several apprentices carried out several boxes from the trunk of the car. The things contained in them looked like heavy machine guns of the largest number one, but they were not. The "muzzle" of the thing is as big as a bowl, with complex spells engraved, and a cold stream of light flashed under the moonlight.

The old man in Tang suit waved his hand as if he was heavy, and his subordinates carried their weapons into the dense forest.

There are several cottages deep in the paper-paste grove.

"It's not abandoned," Wang Ze wiped a handful of the table. "A thin layer of dust just fell on it. Someone should have lived here not long ago. It was cleared. The old guy is quite cunning... That child, don't sit by the well, it falls down later."

There was a well in the yard. Yang Chao might have been a little dehydrated and could not walk anymore, so he sat by the well. Since entering this fake forest, Yang Chao's rhinitis has been relapsed. Not only can't stop crying, but he also burst into tears, which is very hard.

Hearing Wang Ze's advice, Yang Chao flushed and raised his head, looking like he was a loneliness. He blew his nose and was about to take out a tissue from his pocket to wipe it, but he accidentally brought something out, which was Xuan Ji's watch.

Yang Chao quickly reached out to catch it, but unexpectedly he cried all the way up the mountain. He was too weak and lost his balance for a moment and fell down.

Wang Ze: “…”

Luo Cuicui: "Oh, why are you cursing him for nothing?"

A group of people quickly gathered at the wellhead to check, but saw that there was still water in the well. Yang Chao struggled violently inside. Wang Ze rolled up his sleeves and said, "It's okay, don't worry, let me... Baby, hold your breath first, don't choke on the water."

As he said that, the senior water tycoon snapped his fingers calmly. The water in the well suddenly seemed to be sucked up by something, and obediently surged in the direction of his hand. The well water gently lifted Yang Chao, and the others quickly pulled the person upwards.

At this moment, Wang Ze suddenly said "Huh", as if he felt something. He pressed his hand against the well: "What's underwater?"

Luo Cuicui and Zhang Zhaoyi grabbed Yang Chao's hand from left to right, Wang Ze let go, the well water was pulled back to its original place by gravity, and it bumped into the narrow well wall, which kept shaking underground.

With a "wow", on the altar of the Wuren Tomb, the water in the pond was rolled onto the stone platform, and the cold water droplets splashed on Sheng Lingyuan's naked ankles.

He thought: "It must be the reason for this body."

Maybe it was destroyed by the Chiyuan Fire, and later I didn't know who picked it up. I was so trampled for thousands of years and was ragged... or maybe I was born not a good thing. In short, this human skin was so uncomfortable that I felt very uncomfortable when I was draped on my body. It seemed that somewhere was leaking on my chest, blood was gushing out, cold air was leaking in, blood fell into my palms, and it immediately became as cold as he himself.

He felt that his heart and lungs were empty and light, and his limbs were sinking. He felt like he was separated from him, and his severe headaches came back, just like before his lifetime, and began to entangle him endlessly.

Sheng Lingyuan's knees softened and he knelt beside the bronze coffin, his vision blurred, and Alujin's face also blurred. The cool and wet breath on the coffin passed through the torn robe woven by the flower vines of life and death, making him feel a faint yearning for rest.

Xuan Ji's heart tightened, and he subconsciously walked towards him. He moved out two steps, and he came back to his senses and was shocked again.

He doesn't like to have unnecessary leisure, so he usually seems more kind, but he is definitely not the "Holy Mother" who loves everything unconditionally. According to Xuan Ji's understanding of himself, although he is not as petty as he takes the opportunity to take advantage of the situation, he must not be so noble that he repays his grievances with kindness - especially this man just deliberately murdered him twice but failed, and almost bound him into a book with the zombie Alujin.

But when he saw the devil vomiting blood, his first reaction was illogical and unhumanly anxious and distressed.

Xuan Ji bit his tongue, trying to resist the ability of these monsters to penetrate the spirit. He looked at the ancient demons summoned by the two gloomy sacrifices coldly, thinking: If they could bury the coffin in one mouthful, wouldn’t the world be peaceful?

Sheng Lingyuan had been tinnitus all the time. For a moment, he almost lost consciousness, his eyes were difficult to focus, and he was scattered in the void. From Xuan Ji's perspective, he could only see his long hair that was covered in blood, and he could not guess how much money he had under his skin.

Xuan Ji couldn't help but leave another god, thinking: Is this hair possible to wash it for no more than two hours?

After a flash of consciousness, he found that his legs seemed to be rebellious. Without waiting for instructions from his superiors, he moved to the coffin on his own initiative.

Sheng Lingyuan coughed because of his blood. He even suppressed the coughing sound, holding his breath, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything.

Xuan Ji paused and grabbed his hands vigilantly - because he found that he had a strange impulse just now, trying to carry the man out of the coffin.

If it weren't for his special physique, he would have suspected that he had been parasitized by the mirror flower, water moon butterfly.

Xuan Ji tried his best to ignore the heart-wrenching choking sound of the demon's heart-wrenching cough, tear his eyes off the other party, and accidentally looked down and found that the phone had a few faint signals. At this moment, Ping Qianru's phone call came in, as if in harmony with him.

"It's connected! Our director's phone call is connected!" While Wang Ze and his team were studying the well, Ping Qianru kept following Xiao Zheng's instructions and tried to contact Xuan Ji. Her hard work paid off. The phone finally opened once, "Hey, Director Xuan! Can you hear it? We are with the comrades of the 'Feng Shen', and we will soon..."

Ping Qianru's words suddenly choked, her face getting paler and ugly.

Gu Yuexi couldn't help but turn around and ask, "What's wrong?"

Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, Ping Qianru slowly put down her phone and pressed the speakerphone - no Xuan Ji's voice was heard on the phone, only the noise. Listen carefully, it was a crying sound, faint, more than one person...

The crying sounded through the false woods and hung on every fake tree made of paper. The paper shook with the crying sound. Outside the woods, dozens of big muzzles pointed at the mountain where they were.

The old man in Tang suit spitted a mouthful of phlegm on the ground with a "pah", made a gesture, and with a command, the esoteric silver cannons fired at the same time.

The Misilver cannon hit the mountain in a storm, and the ground cracked, tearing the wellhead into two halves. The well water on the ground was frightened and gushed out.

Luo Cuicui reacted the fastest and rolled and crawled onto the water-based boss Wang Ze. Yang Chao, who had no time to escape from the well, was swept down by the sudden tyrannical water, and the water rushed towards Ping Qianru again.

Gu Yuexi and Zhang Zhao, nearby, changed color at the same time, rushed forward from left to right to rescue the civilian logistics girl who could not react, but it was too late.

The ground fell apart, but Ping Qianru didn't know if she was pressing her weight or was particularly lucky. For some reason, a rock from Dongchuan just rose up, forming a small dead corner, blocking the surge of water for her. Zhang Zhao and Gu Yuexi, who came to save her, also benefited from it. The three of them looked at each other in an instant.

Xuan Ji answered the phone call from Heping Qianru, but only heard the noise of "squeezing". He held his phone and turned around in place for a few times. He couldn't find the signal. He was about to hang up when a loud noise suddenly came. Xuan Ji couldn't tell whether the sound was on the phone or outside the phone.

What's the situation? Earthquake?

Ping Qianru's sound was stuck and she screamed, "Hurry up...beep--"

The whole mountain was shaking, all the paper-paste plants on the mountain rustled, and a long sigh came from the depths of the earth—

The stone platform in the middle of the pool in the altar fell down to one side, and the huge rock on the top of the altar rolled down and smashed directly at the two people next to the coffin. Xuan Ji didn't have time to think about it, so he pulled Sheng Lingyuan open. The groggy Sheng Lingyuan almost got his energy with his claws - this bastard was pulling his hair!
To be continued...