Lie Huo Jiao Chou

"Who's coffin?" Xuan Yuan was confused, "Is there anyone in this coffin?"

Sheng Lingyuan raised his head violently, and his eyes became even more red. Xuan Yuan followed his gaze and saw no one. He heard the sound of the water first. He stirred his spirits, and the goat beside the coffin was gone!

It turned out that the two of them just couldn't get up in the coffin, and one soul couldn't keep their house. The goatee didn't know whether he was awake or simply pretending to be dizzy. He actually took the opportunity to jump into the pool and swim in one direction. Xuan Yuan looked along the sound of the water, and saw a hole on the stone wall where a person could pass. When the water level was high, it was covered by the water, and then it was exposed.

The goatee seems to have known that there is an exit, and the dog's posture is quite standard!

Xuan Yuan looked at him, looked at the opened bronze coffin, and glanced at the gloomy sacrifice painted on the ground: "This kid will not be a grave robber ... lie down?"

His voice faded, and Sheng Lingyuan's hand, which could not fasten his clothes, suddenly caught a volley, and the back of the hand jumped. The moustache in the water was sucked out directly. The volley flew out of the water, headed to the ground, and smashed to the bronze coffin Shitai.

Xuan Yuan's wings opened, slipped on the ground, and before the goat's head smashed into a rotten watermelon, he jumped up, grabbed the goat's ankle, and hung the person upside down: "Handsome guy, you have no score. This is a human head, not a shot put ... Hey! "

Before he finished speaking, he felt that there was a force to "suck" the moustache in his hand. The moustache's feet were in his hands, but his upper body was sucked into the coffin obliquely. His blushing hand clenched his throat fiercely.

Sheng Lingyuan's voice pressed in his throat: "Who, open, of, coffin?"

The moustache struggled with twitching hands, blood on his face, and a dangerous noise on his neck. Xuan Yuan suspected that the devil was going to unscrew his head with his bare hands, and quickly stepped forward to grab Sheng Lingyuan's wrist: "What are you doing!"

This hand actually has a temperature and a rapid pulse!

Xuan Yuan could not help but shake the god. At this moment, a harsh ringing of the mobile phone rang, and the effect of thunder blast echoed in the cave. Sheng Lingyuan seemed to be finally exhausted and pulled out. His hands were loose and soft. Falling down, Xuan Yuan fumbled with his mobile phone while catching the goatee.

His cell phone has been "lying dead" since he entered this ghost place, otherwise he would have been blasted and dumb for a long time. I would not know how to figure it out, but he had two signals.

In the headquarters of the Foreign Control Bureau, Luo Cuicui, who was almost reportedly lost by Xiao Zheng, was out of anger, and for a moment he didn't know which piece of lard he was blinded by, he believed that the surname Xuan could be reliable!

Yang Chao finally broke the rope with the help of Ping Qianru, and limped to Luo Cuicui Platinum, who cried and told her to take a business trip, and took away the electronic cigarette left by Xuan Yuan.

The postgraduate activist brought the cigarettes closer and looked carefully for a while, and stretched out a finger to poke Luo Cuicui's green buds: "Don't cry, not dead."

According to the definition of "special abilities" by the Office of Different Controls, the so-called "special abilities" should be a stable, controllable, and different energy conversion mechanism from ordinary people. Yang Chao does not meet this condition, but he has something different for ordinary people-for example, he can have some vague feelings when he comes into contact with certain things.

It is very mysterious when it is strong and when it is weak, and when it is inactive.

For example, when he came on the plane, as soon as he was close to Xuan Ye ’s sword, he went up with goosebumps, instinctively wanted to turn around and ran, even carrying books in a mess. At this time, when he encountered the electronic cigarette left by Xuan Yuan, he had a very strong feeling. Yang Chao blurted out, "They seem to be underground."

Xuanzheng's trip, at this time on the site of Yuedegong, if usually, Xiao Zheng should be cheeky and ask Yuedegong to help people.

However, this meeting in Penglai was as noisy as the flower and bird market. Yue De just took the lead in asking for independence, and asked him. The old goods may not be ignored. They also said that they gave people a big handle.

Xiao Zheng had no choice but to order a team of field elites to reinforce himself from the General Administration. At the same time, he instructed the Aftermath Division to treat the dead horses as living horse doctors-let Yang Chao follow his "sixth sense" to find .

Internal and external troubles, Director Xiao took the lead alone, and no one around him could discuss and worked hard. To ease his anxiety, he called Xuan Ye at random every now and then.

I didn't expect that when I dialed the eighth or ninth call, the phone went through.

Both the caller and the caller were surprised, and when they connected, they almost all agreed.

Xuan Yuan: "What's the situation?"

Xiao Zheng: "What's going on?"

"Should I ask you what!" Xiao Zheng immediately responded, taking a deep breath, roaring like Changhong, "Do you want to anger me or anger me? What the **** are you doing? Where are you going? Are you here now? Where?"

Xuan Yuan thought about it for a moment, and felt that his experience was beyond words, so he said briefly, "Uh ... I may be in a grave now."

Xiao Zheng heard these ghost talk and became even more irritable: "Then you **** lie down inside, don't come out again!"

"No, you hear me, this grave is a bit special," Xuan Yuan glanced over Sheng Lingyuan, Sheng Lingyuan lay on the coffin, his breath was faint, and the water-weed-like hair was entangled with the dry vines. He struggled several times, and didn't stand up enough to stand up. Strength

It's like a bright ghost who just finished his job and hasn't gotten used to his body.

"Uh ... I think it's a bit complicated. There are gloomy sacrifices in the grave, and the paint looks from the color. It should be someone who got it up. There is a cave next to it. This hole was underwater just now. When I exposed my phone, Signaled ... "Xuan Yuan forcibly pulled his sight away from Sheng Lingyuan, carefully walked between the big devil's head and goatee, separated them, and turned his face to Sheng Lingyuan to ensure that when the hair was difficult, he could be the first Time glanced at Yu Guang, and then he turned on the handsfree and stepped on a key part of the "goat mustache." "I see you dare to faint me again!"

The goatee rolled his eyes halfway, and returned to the card again. He faced Xuanyuan's tall bird figure, and trembled in horror.

"What a cry, your grandfather, I look like a corpse with blue-faced fangs?" Xuan Yuan said awfully, "You dare to dig your grave and dig it into the mass grave, I am really **** convinced."

The goatee's voice was as loud as the wavy line: "I, I, I, I am not, I never do this kind of grave digging, yes, yes old waves, it is old waves with their group ... ... "

"Who is Lao Lang?"

"Lao Lang is Ji and Ji Qingchen! The real name of Lao Lang is Ji Qingchen!" Goat twisted his **** on the ground and tried to get rid of Xuan's feet. "It's him! I really don't know anything! He brought it The little black pot, said, talked about how fast the money came. I persuaded him, I said it was too moral, but he didn't listen to me ... "

Xiao Zheng heard over the phone and immediately asked, "What little black pot?"

"The little black pots are their treasures. They are all 'good, good things'. They are dug out in the ground, one pot is 'curse', and one pot is 'solution curse'. , Let them be evil, and then shoot the curse to Renyintang, bag, bag! How much money to give. "

Although Moustache was incoherent, both Xiao Zheng and Xuan Yuan understood it. There was something in Ji Qingchen's hand that could cause people to have symptoms of evil, and a can of corresponding antidote.

Prescribe the medicine on your own and deceive the victim, turning the victim around.

Xuan Yuan: "Where did that thing come from?"

"Bought on the black market, they all use ..."

Xiao Zheng put one hand on the office deskphone and was ready to call the Penglai Conference Center, asking, "Who are they?"

The moustache almost yelled, "Master! Master Yuede them!"

Xiao Zheng clicked and hung up the picked up phone: "Who do you say? Say it again?"

The goatee was scared to a certain degree, and the whole person was already insane. He shouted and shouted, "Master Yuede, they all do this kind of thing. Master Yuede's 800 disciples, who have any merit every year. Report it to Master. The master who ca n’t report says that you are not practicing hard, and you want to be fired! "

Xuan Yuan's incredible thoughts: "What? They have done this business, and they can't even escape 'kpi'?"

Xiao Zheng: "Shut up for me!"

The goat's upper and lower teeth trembled wildly.

Xiao Zheng's voice became a bit dangerous: "So the land is smooth and the weather is smooth, and the monsters and monsters in each way are all right. They can't complete the master's demon-slayer demonstration indicators every year, and do their own thing?"

No wonder that the old immortal was desperately jumping up and down, he must know that Ji mustache Ji Qingchen could not be separated from his gang of disciples and children, this is to want to use the basket of different control to cover his uncleaned butt!

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