The Ninth Secret Bureau

"coffin?"

Chen Xian stayed there with the flashlight light, squinting his eyes to make sure.

The object appeared incomprehensibly black, and there was no reflection under the illumination of a strong flashlight, and it seemed to be able to absorb a large amount of electromagnetic radiation in the visible light band.

"What is that?" Fatty Huo also noticed the black outline in the corner and asked Chen Xian on his own initiative.

"The outline looks like a coffin." Chen Xian replied uncertainly.

After getting the answer, Huo Fatty glanced around, his expression became more and more surprised.

"coffin?"

Fatty Huo murmured, and he was busy changing the magazine for the pistol: "The decoration of this place doesn't look like a modern style. Isn't it an ancient tomb?"

"Maybe," Chen Xian said, shaking the flashlight around, "The relief murals here have been corroded to the point of being almost corroded. I can't see the original appearance, and the outline is a little fuzzy...Uncle Huo, Can you see what dynasty is here?"

"I'm not an archeologist. Where can I know the dynasty?" Huo Fatty said helplessly.

Chen Xian showed a rare smile and asked, "Let's take a look?"

Fatty Huo naturally knew what Chen Xian wanted to do, so he was anxious to change the magazine to prepare.

Seeing that Fatty Huo had no objection, Chen Xian led him to the northeast corner.

"Xiao Chen, if that is really a coffin...the stuff in the coffin won't cheat the corpse, right?"

"possible."

"Then let's go like this...Aren't we underestimating the enemy?" Fatty Huo asked cautiously. Seeing that Chen Xian had no response, he hurriedly added a few words, "I have seen the dead bodies in the ancient tomb. Nothing is good!"

"Don't worry, it's okay." Chen Xian comforted, "As long as it dares to jump out, I can press it back again."

Hearing this, Huo Fatty widened a bit and became less nervous, but when he thought of what he had experienced before, he still felt a little creepy.

Go to the front to deal with these abnormal beings... Isn't it really human work!

Fatty Huo muttered in his heart, but with Chen Xian present, he did not dare to complain too much. He carefully followed behind, his small eyes squirming, and he watched the wind and grass nearby.

The closer to the northeast corner, Chen Xian discovered more abnormalities in this "cemetery".

Especially when he reached the middle part of this "cemetery", Chen Xian stopped abruptly and lowered his head as if he was observing something.

Fatty Huo also hurriedly stopped, seeing Chen Xian looking down, he also learned to lower his head.

There is a huge crimson pattern on the ground, which is composed of three circles of varying sizes, one ring and one ring.

Three talismans are drawn in the smallest circle.

In the medium-sized circle, there are many abstract and fuzzy patterns of villains.

As for the largest circle... it's all symbols.

The fonts of those runes are very small and densely packed together. In this circle of about three or four square meters, at least a few hundred or even a thousand runes are drawn!

The paint that outlines this pattern should be cinnabar, which can be seen from the taste and the feedback under the lighting.

"This seems to be a battle." Chen Xian said suddenly, his eyes darkened a bit, as if he was reminiscing, "I remember seeing it in the department's information..."

The information in the department is very complicated. It can be said that from astronomy to geography, ordinary people can't finish it in a lifetime. In addition, the information is not public and needs to be bought at a large price. Therefore, Chen Xian also told most of the employees. In the same way, they are all selectively buying materials that apply to them.

He bought some research reports on abnormal life, some special tutorials on dealing with abnormal life, and some popular science books on religion.

Two years ago, he bought a document called "Wan Zhen Guang Ji".

The person who provided this information was the last celestial master of Longhu Mountain. It is said that it is part of the information extracted from the ancient books of Longhu Mountain. The original author is a Taoist priest in the Tang Dynasty, who also learned from Longhu Mountain, Taohao Wind name.

The general content of this information is the popular science formations, such as some common formations in Taoism, or some evil formations in the private sector, and so on.

There is only a rough explanation and description in the material, and there is no way to break the formation, but fortunately it is an illustrated material, so Chen Xian can also use it as an encyclopedia.

There is an illustration of a battle, which is very similar to the pattern on the ground.

After carefully recalling it for a while, Chen Xian was able to conclude that the illustration of that formation was at least 95% similar to this pattern on the ground. If nothing else, it should be that formation!

Only that formation can explain everything.

Why did the people in the mental hospital not kill Hong Jinxi after taking the key, but instead put him back and surrendered, which led to Fatty Huo and the others...

"Uncle Huo, there should be a lot of enemies in our department, right?" Chen Xian asked nonchalantly.

Hearing this question, Fatty Huo nodded subconsciously, and said, "That's for sure. We have to deal with the unruly strangers in China. We are responsible for dealing with the unruly abnormal lives. How can the enemy be?"

After speaking, Fatty Huo frowned, as if he realized something.

"Why are you asking this?"

"You can't figure out why they let Hong Jinxi go?" Chen Xian pointed his finger at the formation on the ground and said meaningfully, "The answer lies in this formation."

"Is this a battle?" Fatty Huo was taken aback for a moment: "Are you sure?"

"Sure."

Chen Xian nodded, recalling the description in the materials, and said to Fatty Huo: "This formation originated from a northern folk dharma line of the Taoist branch. It first appeared in the Tang Dynasty and it was called the Luoshang formation."

Death, as the name implies, refers to a person who died of starvation.

In Taoist terms, most of those who died of hunger were unwilling to die after death, three souls, anger and seven resentment. After falling into the realm of hungry ghosts, they will not leave the world of the sun, and they like to run wild in the world.

But this only talks about their souls, their bodies?

The same is true for the physical body, even worse.

Relevant records can be found in the limited data records. Whether in ancient or modern times, once a hungry corpse is lifted by the sun, the consequences are mostly very serious.

The Falling Death Array is a special corpse control array. From the name, it can be seen that the dead corpses it controls are mainly starving.

According to the records of "Ten Thousand Arrays", the corpse controlled by the Fallen Death Array is called Murder Nie, which is extremely difficult to deal with. It is invulnerable to fire and water, and even the Yin and Yang magic techniques of the various veins have no effect on them.

One of the most important is one more point.

Within the range that the Starvation Array can affect, as long as someone dies, then the corpse of the deceased will become a new mortal.

The only way to restrain this formation is to break the formation, but it is clearly mentioned in the information.

If there is a disaster, there is no solution.

The general meaning of this sentence is that falling into a disaster is almost equal to a natural disaster, and there is no way to crack it.

"According to you, this is an unsolvable battle?" Fatty Huo frowned.

"Almost." Chen Xian squatted on the ground and stroked the three talisman in the middle of the battle. .... It can only mean that you failed at the start."

"Who do you think made the formation?" Huo Fatty asked.

Chen Xian smiled and said, "Maybe it is the dean. After all, he is the only one on this level, and there is no one else."

"The battle failed..." Fatty Huo frowned, "what would happen if the battle succeeded?"

Chen Xian stroked the formation on the ground, as if watching a piece of art, and asked Fatty Huo without looking up, "Have you seen anyone else fishing?"

Fatty Huo gave a hmm and said he had seen it.

"It's possible, I just said it's possible... The dean let Hong Jinxi go because they wanted to use him as a bait. Since they know the key, they must know that Hong Jinxi is being hunted by you and that you are also looking for it. That key."

"Hong Jinxi surrendered himself. You will definitely come forward and ask him for the keys. You can only come to this mental hospital by the nose."

"The corpses of the patients kneeling in the square should be the mortals they were going to control with the Falling Death Formation. As for the fact that this formation failed, why they could still pant...I can't explain this."

"All in all, they set up the formation to kill people. They guessed in advance that you would come, so they made so many preparations for fear that you would not come."

"If nothing else, before you get all-out reinforcements from the headquarters, you will definitely come and die, and even I will not be able to protect you."

"They want to serve us in one pot?" Fatty Huo widened his eyes, his expression was shocked and angry, "This **** handwriting is too big, right?! Hundreds of patients are arranged to kill us? This is true. What kind of hatred?"

"I also want to know what deep hatred you have." Chen Xian glanced at Fatty Huo, then turned around and muttered to himself, "But there is one thing I don't understand. They opened in Ningchuan City. The mental hospital for so many years is really just for a key, right? The thieves stayed in Ningchuan when the thieves were in Ningchuan? Are they so patient..."

"Maybe." Huo Fatty sneered. "The value of that key to a caring person is immeasurable."

"How do I think there are other reasons..." Chen Xian muttered.

"Maybe you think too much." Huo Fatty said.

Chen Xian raised his head and glanced at him. Although his tone was a bit uncertain, his eyes were quite sure.

"It's not that I think too much, it's my instinct..."

As he said, Chen Xian turned his head and looked at the weird reliefs around him, his eyes became more and more certain.

"I always feel that there is another secret hidden here...maybe it is a secret that has nothing to do with the key."