Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Eight The General People's Guard Master (Thanks for the Rewards) (4,000-character chapters)
The weather was hot and dull, but there was air conditioning in the room, so it was quite comfortable.
Along with the sound of tapping the keyboard, files were called up one after another.
These files all record cases involving evil spirits. One thing they have in common is that these cases started when a child or young person bought an antique from an old man. Zhu Hongmiao obtained these files.
in a table.
Then through these files, several locations where the target may appear were deduced.
Although China is vast, the ancients even left a wild saying that the sky is high and the sea is vast, and there is no place that cannot be reached.
But there is another saying.
He stroked the police badge.
The sky net is vast, sparse and not leaking!
He put down his hat with the police badge, put on his casual clothes, and set off with his colleagues.
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The locations of target operations are basically near the busiest schools.
Zhu Hongmiao and the others kept searching, and finally, at six o'clock, they found the location of the target. He was the youngest who found the target first, while the other colleagues could not see each other at all. This was also different from those who investigated
During the evil spirit time, the records were found consistent with the monitoring results.
"Don't alert the enemy. I'll attract attention first. You guys can seal off the surrounding area to prevent ordinary people from coming in."
I wish Hongmiao has just graduated and still has passion and courage.
He loaded the gun and checked the spare talisman.
Then he walked over.
It was dusk on the horizon, and the color of the sunset was a bit like dull blood. The weather became a little cooler. The closer Zhu Hongmiao got, the more nervous he felt. But when he saw several children gathered in front of the stall, he had just graduated.
The two-year-old young policeman looked serious, no longer hesitated, walked over quickly, and shouted:
"What are you doing? After school, you don't go home, and you don't worry about being in danger outside?"
"Are you saying you have no homework today?"
The children who were originally fascinated came to their senses when he shouted.
Zhu Hongmiao added the final blow and said:
"With that little money, can you afford the things here?"
"With that little pocket money, wouldn't you like to buy some ice cream snacks?"
"Besides, what are you doing here if you don't go home? Have you finished your homework? Have you memorized the English words? Have you passed the test?"
Several children were stunned and then dispersed in a hurry.
The dim old man couldn't help but pause.
This is the lore passed down from generation to generation.
The policeman curled up his lips, then squatted down, blocking the old man's view of the children, and said with a smile: "These naughty kids are still wandering out so late, they are not afraid of being worried at home, what you have here, they
I can't afford it, so if I gather around here, it will disrupt your business."
"I'm quite interested in what you have here."
"How about it, boss, give me some introduction?"
Zhu Hongmiao stared at the things on the stall and saw some ancient books, bells, and a bronze plate with inscriptions and Taotie patterns. He had a smile on his face and planned to waste time and surround himself with his colleagues.
The old man then took it down in one fell swoop.
The old man glanced at him from the corner of his cloudy eyes and said slowly: "There is indeed something suitable for our guests."
He took out a geisha doll with black hair, a hair ornament on the top of her head, wearing a twelve-piece kimono, and a dignified expression. She said with a solemn look on her face:
"Please take a look."
Zhu Hongmiao looked at the geisha doll and felt dazed for some reason, but he didn't care.
His left hand silently sent a message, asking his colleagues to surround him, while his right hand had already touched the handle of the gun.
After silently counting seven numbers in my mind.
Zhu Hongmiao suddenly pulled out his gun, looked at the old man in front of him, looked alert, and said: "Police, raise your hands!" Almost his colleagues, one by one, had already initially completed the popularization of extraordinary practice.
Special combatants appeared and surrounded the old man, with their weapons ready to be fired at any time.
Among them are colleagues who were born in Taoist sects and have already inspired Fu Lu.
Zhu Hongmiao breathed a sigh of relief.
He finally caught this guy who had been doing evil for many years and was as slippery as a loach. He stared at him carefully and planned to swarm up and take down the old man, but the old man just smoked a dry cigarette leisurely, as if he was not surrounded by people.
He, but these police officers, were filled with unhurried arrogance.
His eyes were dim and the white smoke of dry smoke was rising.
Zhu Hongmiao gritted his teeth. Such a dangerous person must not let go. In the current situation, he shot directly and aimed at the opponent's thigh. Under the shot, the old man was unharmed. Zhu Hongmiao was stunned, and the white smoke of the dry smoke
The air rose up like smoke, making him feel dazed for a while.
When he woke up, he found that he was still squatting and his palm could not touch the handle of the gun.
The setting sun slowly darkened, the sunset glow was like blood, the weather was sultry and real, and Cicada screamed listlessly.
He hurriedly raised his head. He found that the other visible colleagues were stiff, as if they were in a nightmare. Zhu Hongmiao felt a numbness in his back, and lowered his head subconsciously. He happened to see the delicate and dignified geisha doll, and saw that the corners of her mouth seemed to be...
Smiling, with long hair hanging down to her waist, wearing a twelve-piece kimono, looking at herself.
Zhu Hongmiao had the illusion that he was obviously in a high position, but the other party looked at him as if he were overlooking him.
Then, he lost control of his body.
Zhu Hongmiao felt cold in his heart.
What is this...a monster? Or a spirit?
The old man blew the dry smoke and said leisurely: "You guys have touched me here again. It seems that we can't stay here anymore. It seems that China has begun to popularize spiritual practice. This time the speed is much faster than before. It's a pity that we can't kill."
I have to kill you, otherwise it will really cause big trouble..."
He said respectfully to the geisha doll:
"Lord God, please erase their memories."
Erase memory?
Zhu Hongmiao was stunned, and then his anger rose.
He finally knew why the other party was able to walk freely without being noticed. It was one thing for the other party to be cautious. On the other hand, it was also a recent thing that the military and police began to popularize the stabilization of cultivation techniques. The older generation before
, I could only rely on my experience in solving cases and my tenacity to pursue him, and I spent a lot of time investigating bit by bit to find the other party.
Then the memory of this period of time is erased.
This is almost a dimensionality reduction attack, contemptuous and arrogant.
Moreover, the gods...
It turned out to be a god. No wonder he could control illusions in such a wide range. No wonder he could control memories. Zhu Hongmiao was stunned, but unwilling to accept it. He gritted his teeth and glared at the white light that was rising and heading towards him.
The threads coming from the seven orifices are hoping to be able to remember at least the word "god" so that I can have some clues later.
At this time.
Ding dong, ding dong.
The crisp bell sounded.
Another person appeared in this small alley.
The old man paused for a moment, even the white light was delayed for a moment, and Zhu Hongmiao was able to turn his eyes and look to one side.
A blue shared bicycle rode in slowly.
Then stop in front of the stall.
He's an ordinary person.
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The young man wearing a light-colored shirt got out of the car and locked the shared bicycle first to avoid passing the free single-use period of the monthly pass.
Zhu Hongmiao smiled politely at the side and then squatted down.
Zhu Hongmiao stared at him with wide eyes, anxious in his heart, and kept trying to signal, hoping that the other party would notice that something was wrong with the atmosphere here and leave quickly. For him, after all, he had an identity, and the other party only dared to tamper with the memory, but he could
Ordinary people like this may not have so many worries.
But the young man obviously didn't understand his eyes.
He turned around and smiled politely at the boss and said, "I just want to take a look, old man."
Zhu Hongmiao was anxious, but he realized that there were gods here, as well as an old man who didn't know the depth. An ordinary person. It might be too late to leave now. For a moment, he felt powerless and angry. The young man stretched out his hand,
Looking at the bronze plate placed on the stall, his fingers swept over the Taotie lines.
And this time.
The white threads emitted by the geisha doll had spread out like a dense spider web, passed through the air, and spread to the center of Zhu Hongmiao's eyebrows. But at this moment, the young man stretched out his hand to hold the bronze plate in his hand, and said with a smile: "I'm optimistic about it."
I need this bronze plate and this..."
The young man stretched out his hand and directly blocked the many threads.
Pointing to the geisha doll, he said: "I want this thing too."
thing?
Zhu Hongmiao was stunned. As expected, a trace of anger overflowed from the old man's eyes, but he could still hold it back.
But unexpectedly, this young man showed off his knowledge and said casually to Zhu Hongmiao:
"Did you know that these twelve singles are the most solemn dresses of Fusang. They are often worn by noble ladies and during sacrifices. In fact, the other name is Wuyi Tangyi, which is an improvement from Shang Tangyi. You can tell from the name that it is an imitation.
It was made from Tang Dynasty dress, but I didn’t expect to wear it until now.”
"I even changed my name specifically."
Hearing the contempt in his tone, the old man finally got angry. The white silk thread emanating from the geisha doll sank into the palm of the young man's hand. The old man chanted in a low voice: "Fifty years of life are like dreams and illusions. They are all just illusions...
"
The divinity on the geisha doll is good at illusions and illusions, and it is bound by memory and the past. It is a first-class illusion that he considers himself to be. Wei Yuan smiled and looked down at the geisha doll, letting the strands of divinity overflow.
Enter the surface of your true spirit.
The core is supported by the previously written edicts.
The old man was indifferent, and Zhu Hongmiao was unwilling to give in. But in the line of sight, the white silk thread suddenly became stiff and stagnant, as if solidified. Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the past memories were stirred up again like a torrent deep in the water. The geisha
The divinity on the doll saw the scene that Wei Yuan deliberately revealed at this moment.
That's hibiscus wood.
The young warrior looked at the giant trees growing on the ground, which were a collection of divinities in the archipelago.
Next to him, the man who is known as the number one alchemist in China said:
"If you want to make a medicine of immortality, you must use immortal things as materials."
So the young man slowly pulled out the Great Qin War Sword behind his back. Amidst the storm, thunder and roaring waves, the sword in his hand pointed forward. The rain washed the sword body. The iron eagle on the hilt flapped its wings and shuttled among the wind and thunder.
One by one, Da Qin warriors wearing black armor rushed onto the ground.
Divinity is extremely powerful.
But it cannot be stronger than the Six Nations.
The divinity of mere overseas islands.
It is impossible to be stronger than the romantic Chu, the unparalleled Zhao in cavalry and shooting, or the brave Wei.
And these countries all fell under the sword of Qin.
In the end, they spent a lot of effort and price, and finally cut off the original divinity. When the huge sacred tree was cut off under the Great Qin War Sword, the sound at that time was like thunder in the sky, rumbling on the ground.
Sweeping across the earth and sky, but in the ears of the Great Qin warriors, this was just another enemy, another defeat, and another wailing.
Judging from the results, there is no difference.
Who the enemy is is the least important thing.
This didn't even make their expressions change.
Just like when trees are cut down, there will be wood chips flying out, and the spilled divine fragments will flee in panic. Because they have to avoid the elite warriors of Great Qin, they rush everywhere in panic.
, and even dare not gather again.
The warriors of Great Qin strive to collect those slightly larger divinities to ensure the maximum effect of alchemy.
Therefore, they had no choice but to panic, no matter what was in front of them, they rushed in at once, combined with those mundane things, exhausted their spirituality, and lost their original nobility, so as to avoid being caught in one fell swoop.
Therefore, the divinities that should have gathered naturally were completely dispersed into a pool of loose sand, with no possibility of re-gathering. One of the slightly larger divinities rushed into the distance and flew past the young man who was leading it.
The blood and injuries made him look pale, but his black hair was tied with a red cloth and was dancing in the wind.
Shenxing saw his cold and narrow eyes, like an unsheathed blade, scanning over him indifferently.
Then he spread his fingers out and grabbed at himself.
At this time, the sunset on the horizon suddenly dimmed, and then the street lights came on, illuminating the memory.
Those eyes were like a flapping eagle shooting down the sky, and then softened. The original black armor suddenly collapsed and turned into a light-colored shirt, and the combat boots turned into sneakers. Only those eyes and
There is no change in the jade pendant around the waist.
The divinity trembled slightly.
The young man looked at Him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
It's like a nightmare from back then, like a wild battlefield that only exists in myths has returned.
It was the last glorious era of the Age of Gods. The warriors of Great Qin sang Qin Feng and overwhelmed the six kingdoms, while distant Rome conquered the entire territory of Sicily. The gods gradually disappeared into history. The young generals of the Black Ice Platform of Great Qin held swords.
Come grandly.
In this modern 21st century, the young man with slightly longer short hair, fluffy and messy hair, with the air of sunshine at the tips, smiled and stretched out his hand, with his fingers slightly spread, reaching for the geisha doll. The cold look in his eyes was the same as before.
No two.
The action of reaching out simultaneously emerged in reality and in the nightmare that the divinity could not forget.
An ancient warrior and a modern youth, the two move in the same way, one real and the other virtual, gradually overlapping, and finally merge into one.
"haven't seen you for a long time……"
He smiled and said:
"Ah, let me ask you a question."
"Do you think I'm dead?"
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