Ghost Shelter System

Yanjing, China National Spiritual Investigation Bureau.

Unlike any other unit within the system, the environment here is dark and the corridors are long.

Along the corridor, every room has a heavy iron door with talisman paper pasted in the shape of Bagua, locking the contents inside.

Above the head is the simplest prison-style chandelier. Under the dim light, some doors have been rusted and turned black. The corridors are damp, with water stains and a pungent smell. It is obvious that this is an underground prison. architecture.

Within these iron doors, something could be heard faintly howling, and the Bagua talismans on the doors were constantly being bulged by impact, as if something was about to rush out.

A handsome man with peach blossom eyes, about 28 or 29 years old, wearing a leather cloak and exquisite boots, walked into the fourth floor with a delicate girl with white eyebrows in his arms.

People coming and going looked at the handsome man and said respectfully: "Team Leader Wan."

On the fourth floor, there is a room with three-layered iron doors. On each door, there are Bagua talisman arrays that are more complicated than those on other floors. In the innermost part, there is an office. The scenery is decorated in a way that feels like the 80s and 90s. , there were no plants in the house, and outside the windows, it was pitch black.

"Secretary, I'm back."

Peach Blossom Eyes sat across from the desk. Behind the desk was a soldier.

The military uniform was of a special style, almost black and leather. Different from the rule that military police were not allowed to grow beards, his beard was very thick, his hair was very long, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The soldier is about 50 years old. He has wrinkles carved by a knife and an axe. His eyebrows lie horizontally. Under his thick eyebrows, a pair of sharp eyes like knives are blocked by his disheveled hair.

"Where is that nest of Tianshan snow monsters?" The soldier's voice sounded like a bell.

"It's solved, Bureau Chief. The soul has been dispersed and the body has been burned by me. Several team leaders from the Special Section of the Tianshan Border Guard garrison went with me."

The white-browed girl sat on Peach Blossom Eyes' lap, and the soldier turned a blind eye. Hearing Peach Blossom Eyes' return, he nodded.

"Very good! You originally had half a month's leave, so I'm so anxious to call you back because the Xishan Research Base has been restarted. It has issued an S-class protection order and asked us to send people there. It is very close to your hometown, so Just take a walk."

Peach Blossom Eyes was slightly startled, then returned to normal. He smiled slightly: "Okay."

"Besides, your senior brother, that drunkard is still unwilling to repent?"

Peach Blossom Eyes smiled bitterly and shook her head: "My master is also trying to persuade him. He feels that he did nothing wrong. The Changbai tragedy, those shamans who were good at opening dragon tombs, deserve to die."

The soldier sneered: "Our General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation was established at the end of the Qing Dynasty. It was abolished many times and has survived until now. Those shamans were unwilling to leave the Dragon Tomb and threatened the safety of the three eastern provinces. We made an agreement with them that we would not open the Qing court for a hundred years. Dragon Tomb, they couldn't move around freely in the interior, so they stopped. We had agreed to keep them alive, but your senior brother will kill them as soon as he says, so where do you leave us?"

The soldier slapped the table hard, his eyes full of anger.

The white-browed woman sitting on Peach Blossom Eyes shrank into his arms, Peach Blossom Eyes patted her back comfortingly, and said to the soldier: "Seat the bureau. My master said back then that there is trouble in the dragon tomb, and the Hunlong is dead. , it must not be opened lightly, those shamans who opened the dragon tomb at will clearly have bad intentions."

The tea cup in the soldier's hand suddenly shattered, and a fierce light burst out from under his thick eyebrows.

"What Jing Sansheng said is true, but what I, Feng Qiang, said just fell on deaf ears?!"

With a loud roar, the talisman on the glass of the office trembled violently. Several talismans shattered and cracks appeared on the glass. As other talismans emitted a weak yellow light, the trembling subsided.

Her peach blossom eyes looked like she had taken a bath, and her back was soaked.

His lips were a little pale. He looked at the soldier's trembling face and wanted to say something, but he didn't.

"Okay, you can go down. We will go to the Xishan Research Base tonight. The higher-ups have made great determination to restart this project. This time, we can't make any mistakes again."

"I see."

After Taohuayan left, for a long time, a fragmented voice sounded from the side wall of the office, the iron door blocked by the bookcase.

"Hahahaha, Feng Qiang, you are overestimating your capabilities. Without people like Yang Shen and Ge Zhan to control you, do you still want to open the Gate of the Ten Deaths? That's hell over there, it's hell... …”

The voice echoed in the office for a long time.

The soldier pulled up the curtains, put on a special glove, and opened the iron door.

"Really? I just want to show you what hell is."

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Linjiang City is particularly unquiet tonight.

The news that Taohuayan was coming back was passed to Jing Sansheng, and from Jing Sansheng to Fu Zong and Zhu Zong.

Wang Qian and Chu Qianxun received the news of the ban almost at the same time.

Usually when there is no major incident, the Nanzong will ask the disciples to stay on the ground and not run around.

Moreover, as a true disciple of Fu Zong, Wang Qian received more detailed information.

"Dahua is coming back? What's going on? Isn't he working in the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation?"

The big flower Wang Qian was talking about was naturally one of the three tigers of Douzong.

Qin Kun met at Nan Zongdao. He was a handsome man with peach blossom eyes.

However, Qin Kun and Chu Qianxun were not familiar with Taohuayan, so they asked casually: "The three tigers of Douzong? Is something going to happen to Douzong?"

Chu Qianxun looked at Wang Qian. In the Seven Star Palace, her grandfather would not let her know too much, so she could only ask Wang Qian.

"It doesn't seem like something happened to Douzong..." Wang Qian shook his head and looked at Qin Kun: "Qin Heigou, did you say that the girl you rejected on the phone just now is in Xishan Town?"

Qin Kun nodded in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Wang Qian took a deep breath: "Dahua is going to Xishan Town! Protect some secret figures."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Kun understood immediately.

Bits and pieces of memories flooded into his mind, and Qin Kun said with a sullen face: "They are going to open that door! Don't you want to live anymore?!"

Door?

Wang Qian and Chu Qianxun were stunned: "What door?!"

"The Ten Gates of Death! Believe it or not, there is another world inside. And there are many unfriendly things!"

When Qin Kun went to Sanfen Mountain, he had vaguely felt that there was an extremely familiar smell in the big pit near the Zone 1 Experimental Station. He had smelled that smell in the City of Ten Deaths.

Qin Kun concluded that there was definitely something to do with the City of Ten Deaths!

And in his memory, when he died in the 1980s, Qi Hongzhuang's grandfather was conducting two kinds of research, one was to copy Qin Kun's ability, and the other was to open the door!

If the urn is the real mark of ten deaths, then the tattoo of 'ten deaths' on Qi Hongzhuang's arm is the immature mark of the system, replicating my ability!

"Fat man, Miss, I want to ask you a question, and you must answer it truthfully."

Wang Qian and Qi Hongzhuang felt a hint of seriousness. They nodded and looked at Qin Kun.

"Do your sect elders have special tattoos, such as... razors?"

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