"The bloody soul case has not been solved yet."

"It really threatens the safety of the people in Shanqing City."

"The Weidian Column Team hopes that if you have relevant clues, please be sure to contact the program team, we will give you a considerable reward!"

“If any audience is willing to help, we are willing to talk to you while protecting personal privacy.”

"Please believe that the country will always be your most solid backing!"

In the evening, the Guitan column team suddenly posted a short video on the social platform. The story was no longer just about the bloody elephant soul case, but about the video where the host seeks help in the name of the column team.

Yan Jing sat in front of the computer, looking at the series of numbers pushed out from the center of the screen.

There is no doubt that the content of this video has been carefully designed.

The host said two meanings without exception.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they use a private channel to seek help from all walks of life, hoping to provide clues and help for solving the bloody elephant soul case. As for the last sentence, they are completely comforting the people who are worried after watching the show.

But if it were replaced by the Apostle of Embers, you can see at a glance that the government is inviting special people like them to participate in the investigation and making corresponding promises. The meaning of the last sentence becomes to make them believe that the country will never be treated unfairly as long as they are willing to take action.

To some extent, this also reveals that Yamagaki City is at a loss for this case.

‘When you arrive in Shanqing City, you may be able to go and have a look, but you have to solve the current situation first.’

I looked at the time in the lower right corner of the screen, and there were only a few minutes left before midnight.

Yan Jing turned on the music player, got up and sat on the edge of the bed.

The melodious pure music made Yan Jing's a little restless mood gradually calm down. He clenched his hands into fists, felt the power in it and slowly let go.

The nervousness gradually transforms into a strange sense of excitement as the music and countdown beats.

Negative emotions dissipate.

Yan Jing's spine and back of his head were even more numb, as if the electric current had passed.

Such a weird feeling seemed to be reviving in some instinct in the bones and blood.

Yan Jing suddenly recalled the scene when he was eighteen years old that he first saw Zheng Sanshan returning to the port on a boat, and he recommended himself to become a crew member.

Zheng Sanshan asked him why he wanted to go out to sea.

Yan Jing’s answer is very simple.

He likes the willful storms on the sea!

......

In the dense forest filled with mist.

The swordsman in strong clothes lay down in the middle of the mountain road, supporting his body with his arms and ears pressed against the ground.

The tiny smoke and dust rose and fell, and the sound of drums spreading underground. After a brief silence, the swordsman suddenly stood up and shouted,

"The sound of horse hooves is very close, at most half a stick of incense is enough, everyone prepares their own preparations."

After the words came, the swordsman ran towards a nearby tree, climbed onto the trunk, and hid in the dense canopy in just a few seconds.

No one answered his words in the woods, only the mountain breeze blew past.

The branches and leaves are rustling, and the fog seems to be affected, and suddenly it twists and turns into a large paragraph of text.

Time: Jun'er eleventh year, autumn

Location: Southwest border of Dajing Dynasty.

The head of the last loyal minister was abandoned by the Tao, and the collapse of the dynasty was no longer hindered.

If the country is about to perish, there will be evil spirits!

The evil spirits occupy the court, trampled on the rules for the sake of immortality, and regarded the people of the world as dolphins and dogs.

The monsters in the darkness are unsatisfied with the desires of tens of thousands of creatures as sacrifices, and the power of snatching ghosts and gods has created three underworld weapons.

People with lofty ideals have risen in the world and swear to help the world back on track.

Shangqing Dao seized the underworld weapon Qingmu Ghost Infant at any cost and vowed to completely destroy it.

However, the news leaked.

A bloody storm is inevitable!

The single-player incident in another world [Gate of Ghost] has been opened, and the task requirements are as follows:

1. Recruit the Shangqing Daoist (0/9) and defeat the Nightmare Cavalry.

2. Kill at least two Yin beasts or monster-level evil ghosts.

3. Successfully destroyed the underworld.

(There are 24 hours of uncost stay time after the task is over, and you can also choose to return immediately)

I have mastered the language of this world, and the technology-side equipment has been greatly weakened.

Message of the Ember Apostle:

Name: Yan Jing

Status: Baliu

Specialization: Hand-to-hand combat (11%)

Skill: Hell Three Spider Waves (15%)

Legacy: The Spirit of the Tiger Dragon·Baliu

The mist above the head dissipated, and Yan Jing, who was squatting among the branches, finally stared at the pale sun wheel in the sky.

Looking down at his clothes, he looked a bit similar to the martial arts knights in martial arts dramas. He twisted the withered grass leaves on his trousers' legs with his fingertips. The crisp touch of the leaf veins shattered, the cool breeze that brushed across his cheeks and the scent of the plants and trees in the forest were extremely clear.

This is the real world!

Although he was mentally prepared, the feeling of his eyes appearing in a strange world when he closed his eyes and opened them still made Yan Jing difficult for a moment to adapt.

Take a deep breath and put aside the distractions in your mind.

Yan Jing stabilized his position and observed the surrounding situation.

The branches of nearby trees, the shrubs in the forest and even the stones, were ambushed with fully armed people from the rivers and lakes, and everyone was staring at the southeast direction, and the atmosphere was depressing and heavy.

Thinking back to the words of the swordsman just now, Yan Jing realized that the mission had begun.

Gu~beep~

Suddenly, the sharp birds cried in the woods.

This is a signal before the war begins.

Yan Jing subconsciously tightened his body.

They are here!

Herody ~

With a long hiss, the sound of tap suddenly sounded among the forests in the southeast.

Yan Jing climbed onto the tree trunk with his left hand, stood up, and saw a team running between the woods at a glance.

The man in the leader was riding a single horse with a long wooden box on his back. The rest were all two and one horse. The costumes were all Taoist robes, and there were exactly nine people, which fit the task description.

The whole group of people approached here along the path in the forest.

Following closely behind is a team of light cavalry.

Yan Jing noticed the restlessness of the people around him.

The cavalry team were all wearing pitch-black leather armor, wearing evil ghost masks, and two crossed long swords on their backs. When they rushed out of the thick fog, they seemed like the underworld cavalry. The armor on the chests of the two cavalrymen were painted with red ghost faces. Even if they just glanced at each other, they would make people feel chilled all over.

Yan Jing immediately confirmed that this was the nightmare that the mission asked him to repel.

A distance of about a hundred meters, the Shangqing Taoist people flew by quickly, and then Yan Jing heard someone shouting,

"Shoot the arrow! Shoot!"

After the words came, a group of people from the world who were originally hiding in the dark immediately stepped forward and sprinkled several rounds of arrow rain at the chasing cavalry.

Yan Jing grabbed the short crossbow hanging around his waist when he woke up. Although he couldn't guarantee his accurate head, he still pretended to shoot a few arrows.

However, a distance of more than ten meters was a sudden attack.

This team of nightmare cavalry had no time to dodge.

However, before the ambushers cheered, the nightmare cavalry had already launched a charge.

Even though there were several arrows inserted on everyone's body, these cavalry still had no intention of retreating. Instead, they directly pulled out the two swords behind them, and stepped on the horses that were unable to support them in the rain of arrows and flew out and rushed into the crowd!

The calm forest more than ten seconds ago.

It instantly turned into a Shura battlefield!
Chapter completed!