The sound of crisp footsteps spread far in the empty hall. Xia Qin walked calmly on the familiar yet unfamiliar road. The thin traces of water on the ground vaguely reflected her beautiful figure.
These "waters" are the first threshold for the Forbidden Objects Department of the Alien Management Bureau. If you are not qualified, you will be instantly penetrated by the infinite water spikes turned into the pool.
Those flowing biomass are repeatedly verifying the biological characteristics of visitors and people coming in and out. Ordinary disguise methods are meaningless.
Being able to enter this area itself means that you have been recognized by the Alien Management Bureau and can add your own "security code" to this pool.
"Lao Jiang, help me see Xiao Min and others. Are the relics of the four victims in my team still there?" Walking to the end of the hall, Xia Qin asked towards a wall.
The next moment, the wall opened and an old man appeared at the window.
"The relics of Special Service Team 3? Wait a minute, let me take a look."
Due to the "association (contact) principle" of spells, using personal clothes and hair to cast curses is the easiest way for professionals to do it. Professionals' belongings must be carefully guarded.
If possible, it is best to replace them regularly and burn them.
As the remains of the deceased, they are often filled with strong resentment (spirit) and pollution, and it is basically impossible to bury them.
If it is not a contaminated item, it is often regarded as a "level 0 taboo item (the lowest level)" and placed in the "miscellaneous area" on the first floor of the taboo item management department of the Bureau of Foreign Affairs.
And since the level of custody is quite low, the extraction procedure is also quite simple.
"Xiao Min, Lao Xie, Aaron, Min Te'an..."
While waiting, Xia Qin silently touched her chest, inevitably recalling the familiar figure from the past.
And soon, Old Jiang came back with a surprised look on his face.
"Didn't you take it away? It was said that the superiors wanted to investigate this incident, and it was the one from your team called Xiao Lei who took it away."
"Thunder Fire Blade?" Xia Qin's face was calm as before, but her heart was already boiling.
I've been too busy recently. Thunder Fire Blade, who was just promoted to the deputy team in name, didn't have time to come here to leave biological samples. Those are the qualifications only for the full-time deputy team and above and reserve captains, such as Xia Qin herself, such as the genius back then...
....Sophist!
"Repentance Spring Living Water" is a powerful silver-level taboo. The only problem is that it is a living creature. It only eats but does not spit out. It will be quite troublesome to revise the visitor list.
"Oh, I just wanted to confirm when I took it away."
"Last Tuesday, four days ago, at 6:30 in the evening, when Lao Zhao was on duty."
Xia Qin took a deep breath, the situation was probably quite bad.
But when she walked outside the Forbidden Objects Department, the communication had just been restored, and the real bad news came through.
"...You are right, the tombs have been dug, and even the coffin wood has been dug away..." The man quickly went to the mountainous area in the suburbs again.
On the other end of the phone, even if the real Thunderbolt tried to remain calm, his emotions could not be concealed.
"...The most egregious thing is that not only Aaron and the others were dug up, but also the empty tombs of the secret keepers on the hilltop next door were dug up!" At the end of the sentence, Lei Huo said
Blade's tone inevitably rose, this was no longer a simple incident, it was an insult to the entire official secret keeper.
"Where's the guard?" Xia Qin was as calm as ever, not only because she had entered the "Gujing Wubo" working state, but also because she had prepared for the worst.
"They were all buried where the coffin originally was, with a sign saying 'Mother Tree' on it, these bastards!" Thunder Fire Blade could even imagine the smiles of those who committed all these evil deeds when they buried the sign.
"You found me!"
That bastard likes to leak obvious flaws in irrelevant places, seduce his opponents to give feedback, and make his opponents circle around him, just like the audience and the supporting actors in a comedy show!
"Come back first. I'll go to the headquarters. This is a provocation to the entire ancient city's secret keepers. Let's discuss it when we come back... Call those young people up, we need their strength."
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Even if he didn't receive any feedback from Xia Qin, Lu Ping'an could guess that it was probably a mess over there.
He asked the big cat what the mechanism of the redemption object was, but what he got was some unintelligible responses such as 'karma' and 'destiny'. The inexplicable amount of forbidden knowledge increased a lot.
This also forced him to complete the work in hand as soon as possible.
"...The resentful bones of the dead, cursing their own death and fate, longing for nothing to happen, and even longing to turn back time. They are the cornerstone of the ritual, the more the better..."
There was a vague spiritual light flickering in Lu Ping'an's eyes, but blood was seeping from the corners of his eyes. Excessive use of spiritual vision was not a good thing.
However, to decipher this silver-level taboo knowledge, it was impossible for him to rely solely on his ordinary self.
On the pages of the opened book, there were only the strange symbols of "bones of the dead", some messy illustrations, and blasphemous curses.
Lu Pingan looked at it, and countless illusions appeared in his eyes, as well as the wails and curses of countless dead people, but he also vaguely saw a figure slowly but resolutely laying the relics under the altar.
Lu Pingan wrote silently, and the taboo notebook became thicker and darker.
He was copying, copying the contents of the silver classics into his scholar's notebook, turning the taboo knowledge from the outside world into his own.
Forbidden knowledge itself is a kind of powerful pollution, and pollution can be transferred. The silver classics are getting thinner and lighter, while my notebook is getting thicker and darker.
Only this kind of "reading" and "understanding" can we turn taboo knowledge into truly useful power and make it a part of ourselves.
Just knowing the "process" is meaningless, just like knowing that Spider-Man can climb up the wall, but if you try to climb it, you will just fall down.
"...The source of God is the root of rituals. The secret realm of history must involve 'god'-level existences, gods and humans, life and death, and their entangled cause and effect. Only then can time be intercepted.
.....”
The page turned to the next page, which was a sketch of a sun, and the light emitted from it lit up the world.
That is the "source of God", the cornerstone of the world with divine power... and the power of rules.
Lu Pingan paused for a moment. From what he had just "copied", he thought of something.
"The icon of the big cat? Ha, in a sense, this is a good thing."
Since the sacred image of the big cat is so important, then I shouldn't have to worry about bumping into some cult leader while wandering around outside.
In the other corner of the carriage, Guan Xinxian and his entourage were looking at him with subtle eyes.
Not only because the 'contamination' was too dangerous, but because he had been copying it for so long that people suspected that he was a third-level scholar.
On the way back, Lu Pingan did not buy a ticket to take the train, but took a ride with his senior brother.
The "disaster rescue vehicle", which is so huge that it is almost two fire trucks put together, also makes it convenient for rescuers to carry various portable equipment.
But Lu Ping'an started working as soon as he came up, which was a bit surprising.
But when he continued searching for more than two hours, and the surroundings were filled with black air, and he still didn't stop, the bystanders went from shock to numbness.
Finally, Lu Pingan rubbed his bleeding pupils, took a deep breath, and closed the notebook.
"He finally couldn't bear it anymore."
"He's still a human cat."
But in fact, Lu Ping'an was thinking about something else.
"Three hundred pages are already full? Am I going to advance to the scholar level now?"