On the morning night, there is no moon, which is when the spiritual energy is the thinnest and the earth's veins are the silent.

The mountains and rivers are immersed in the big dream, and they are about to wake up. The flowers and birds are silent, and the clear and turbidity between heaven and earth are clear.

It is advisable to whisper.

The atmosphere in the building of the Extraordinary Control Bureau under martial law was extremely solemn. Half of the ten left-behind patrol teams belonged to the rainstorm branch stationed in Yong'an, and half were from the First Detachment of the Fengshen. Thunder was checking the traitors in the true sect, and they could no longer be mobilized. The two sides cooperated with each other and were to guard against each other. Communication was strictly supervised, and the outside world's festive New Year atmosphere could not get in at all. The special suspects who were on the first to sixth floors tonight were all colleagues who checked in to work together in the morning.

The maintenance and decoration of the magic circle that was originally underway in the hall has stopped working. The isolation panel outside the foundation tree has not yet been removed, and the words "construction" are sprayed on it, making it look messy.

When a Fengshen team passed by the hall, the field footsteps at the end of the team suddenly paused, grabbed the colleague next to him and said, "Look at what that is?"

The person next to him looked in the direction of his finger and saw a tender bud stretching out from the gap in the isolation board. It was the timid green in early spring, full of vitality. It seemed that before the beginning of spring, it was ready to flourish in a hurry.

The different control bureau is not a botanical garden. The plants and trees are green for no reason, and do not symbolize that spring is coming soon - but often something changes have happened.

Several Fengshen took a step back collectively and held down their weapons.

The leading team leader whispered lightly and quickly: "I inform other colleagues on duty and report to Team Zhang, hurry!"

Feng Shen, who received the order, immediately touched the walkie-talkie. Unexpectedly, just took it out and before he could speak, the heavy rain team patrolling the special detention center on the intercom was first heard.

"The detainees are in a bad condition on the ground floor, and we are paying close attention and requesting support..."

As he finished speaking, another voice cut into the walkie-talkie: "The special detention center on the second floor of the underground is requesting support!"

The special detention centers are all single rooms, strictly isolating communication channels such as mental special abilities that cannot be monitored. The outermost layer of each temporary cell is one-way glass. Patrol members can observe the dynamics of the detainees from the outside, and the people inside cannot look out. However, at this time, all the detainees stood up at the same time, walked to the door in the same posture, and collectively smiled strangely on their faces.

"They were suspected to have received some kind of instructions."

“What way?”

"Unknown, no one spoke, and the energy monitoring system did not recognize abnormal energy fluctuations."

"Wait, shhh, listen-"

The intercom "rustled" sounded for a moment, and the singing sounded.

From the first to the sixth floors underground, a total of 270 authentic believers from the General Administration were detained, most of whom were field workers, and a few logistics personnel were also wearing uniforms. Except for the special shackles on their bodies, they were no different from the patrol members outside the prison door.

These people stood collectively at the door, their eyes staring straight at their colleagues outside the window, and opened their mouths in unison. The low harmony sounded, echoing in the special detention center that was closed and closed, gradually becoming a tune.

Someone said softly: "This seems to be... the commemorative song we asked someone to write during our anniversary celebration."

When Director Xiang was in office, on the last anniversary of the establishment of the Bureau of Different Control, the bureau invited a famous musician to write a song called "Innate". The songwriter who took the task was an ordinary person. Seeing the theme "born the same and different" and so on, I thought that the institution that was invited to protect the disabled, and spent several months writing a masterpiece that praised great life and self-improvement.

The lyrics are catchy, the tune is majestic and tragic. There is nothing wrong with a few lines that sound strange. Everyone has looped through - some patients with second-tier diseases, such as Feng Shen Yi Zhang Team, and they have also used it as a play bg

However, at this time, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, communication was cut off, and in the dark underground cage, the song suddenly changed its flavor, full of anger and humiliation... The sound waves were rushing into the access control of the special detention center one after another, about to break out of the cage.

At the temporary command center not far away, the frying phone ring interrupted Shan Lin's report on the preliminary structure of the Earth Vein Monitoring Network.

"Sing?" Xiao Zheng asked in surprise, "Just... just sing?"

Shan Lin frowned, and his first reaction was: "Is there any mental attack in the singing?"

"No, the security system upgraded last year, the mental abilities in the special detention center will be filtered out..."

"The key question is how they communicated with each other. There are no clocks in the single room of the special detention center, so it cannot be made in advance." Wang Ze stood up, "Isn't the cult brand in their subconscious being penetrated? This is too strange. I will take people back to the headquarters for reinforcements..."

"Wait." Yan Qiushan suddenly interrupted. He was talking less, and he became even more silent after returning from the Baiyu Palace in the sky. Although the temporary command center kept calling him at a meeting, others came and the participation was very low. He always held Zhichun like a marginal person and sat down at the window, taking the number of people who listened or not.

At this time, Yan Qiushan was looking out the window with his back towards everyone, narrowing his eyes slightly, and he asked something irrelevant: "Director Xiao, where did the elm-leaf plum planted in your yard be introduced?"

Xiao Zheng: "Ah?"

Yanqiushan slowly turned around: "Why didn't you wait for the beginning of spring to bloom?"

Elm-leaf plum is a common ornamental plant in the north. It usually blooms when spring is at its strongest. Yanqiushan raised his hand and pushed open the window of the conference room. The bitter north wind lifted up the paper on the conference table, and the people who were not wearing coats in the room shuddered together.

I saw a large area of ​​elm leaves and plum blossoms outside the window, and the west sky was already dim, and the sunset seemed to have fallen into the world.

At this moment, Shan Lin's mobile phone started to tremble wildly, and dozens of emergency work emails were pushed in the backend. The old mobile phone with insufficient memory almost got stuck. The email came from the person in charge of the rainstorm at the monitoring points at the veins nodes in various regions across the country.

The abnormal energy level of unknown sources has increased dramatically!

On that evening, the stars rose. On the rarely visited northern border line, a team of field agents, with the assistance of the border defense forces, locked in the target suspects of the trip. The three people they were chasing were all He Cuiyu's remnants. None of the old witches who seemed to be immortal turned into a big worm and died in the ancestral tomb of Qingping Town. The remaining group of disciples who could not find the north were fooled by the shadow man to assassinate Yanqiushan. The assassination failed and the shadow man was suppressed. These former filial sons and grandchildren became dogs of a family and were surrounded when they attempted to smuggle away.

The person in charge of the on-site arrest operation held a borrowed horn and said: "People in the car should be careful. If you resist arrest, you will be treated as "abuse of special ability" according to the law. The crime will be added to the first level in the future. You will be in the prison! The people in the car..."

He stopped and saw the surrounded car door popping open suddenly, and one of the suspects stumbled and jumped out of the car.

The suspect had a shawl hair, and his hair was standing up in gravity, and his shape looked like a frozen mop. The fieldmen obviously did not appreciate his punk style very much, and seven or eight mitrils immediately aimed at him.

"Stop! Don't move! Hold your head and squat... Huh?"

The suspect shook a few times, his mouth kept squirming, not knowing whether he was cursing the street or cursing others, and then he knelt down with a "plop".

The fieldman was stunned when he shouted, wondering why the suspect cooperated so much. He tiptoed to go over and take a look. As soon as he got closer, his hair suddenly fell on the ground and jumped back: "What's the matter!"

The suspect on the left half of the mop head was still human-shaped, and the right half of his body began to fade like a shadow. Then he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of dirty blood. The smell was scented. Looking closely, his internal organs were all "flowing" with the blood, and the heart that fell to the ground was still beating! In less than half a minute, the suspect vomited himself into an empty sack, fell to the ground and died, and the blood was seeping everywhere. There was a dark red bead in the middle, which was particularly eye-catching.

The fieldmen who were carrying out the arrest mission had never seen this scene and were collectively stupid.

After a while, someone carefully leaned towards the bead: "This is..."

Before he could see clearly, a string of black small words flowed across the "bead" and flew up by himself.

All the items on the scene were important evidence. The fieldman who was closest to the bead subconsciously stopped him. With his hands, a thin barrier blocked the bead's way. He saw that the bead was spiritual and tentatively bumped a few times, and stopped moving.

The fieldman breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and said to his colleagues: "Give me some energy to separate..."

"careful!"

The bead suddenly burst out with black smoke, corroding the barrier in an instant. Then, without waiting for anyone to react, it tore the barrier to pieces, flew out like bullets, directly into the center of the field's eyebrows, and then penetrated from the back of his head. In the panic and roar of everyone, the bead flew into the sky and disappeared.

This is the northernmost point of the border, and at this time, the local area is already more than minus thirty degrees below zero.

The bitter northwest wind brought thick snow to pieces, and a layer of strange grass buds grew on the ground.

Coincidentally.

Near a small island in Southeast Asia, a boat filled with smugglers was floating in the harbor to rest. On the boat, the human smell and fishy smell mixed together, like a salted fish filled with a boat. After staying in it for a long time, the smell was also the same. It was originally possible to avoid its stinking, but in the middle of the night, a strong fishy smell with extremely lethality suddenly spread on the boat, and the smugglers who had been marinated were awakened by the smell.

Several people on the boat endured it for a while, and felt unbearable, so they got up cursing and followed the smell to find the source of stench. They searched the entire boat and finally, they found a man with scars in the corner.

This man called himself "snake skin", saying that he had committed a crime in the South China Sea of ​​Yuzhou, and was wanted by his own country, and escaped by fishing boats. He usually likes to tell sensational superstitious stories when he is fine, but everyone knows that he is bragging.

A smuggler kicked him: "Snakeskin, what are you doing...ah!"

The snake skin fell head-on with his force. The smugglers saw his image clearly and screamed in a sensation, rushing backwards. A vacuum area was released from the narrow cabin. The snake skin's tail had turned into a loach-like tail below the waist, but its upper body seemed to have "transformed". As soon as it touched, the flesh and blood flowed all over the ground. His eyes were straight, his pupils had dissipated, and he was dead.

After a while, someone carefully found a stick and poked him. With a "puff" sound, the snake skin made a crack. His skin seemed to lose its elasticity, and it was like dry garlic skin, and it fell off as soon as it was pulled.

The smuggling boat was silent. Under the moonlight, the boat was covered with moss, and the rippling water was dripping green.

The general dispatch office has been blew up by phone calls from all over the country—

"Reported that some plants in Shanbei Shelterbelt have developed off-seasonal growth, and unknown corpses were found nearby. To evaluate the abnormal energy level R, please give instructions from the General Administration."

"Three rented houses in Dongchuan caught fire at the same time. There were burnt bodies at the scene. They were suspected to be the remnants of Duke Yue De. The cause of death is unclear... Uh, how many people? If, wait a moment, let's confirm that the number of arms and legs and heads does not match!"

"We are tracking a small group suspected to be the True Cult these days. The branch just issued an arrest order. Before he could take action, several suspects exploded and died at the same time. The energy level on the scene exceeded our processing authority... Oh, by the way, a cherry blossom tree that had been dead for many years at the door suddenly defrauded the corpse and was full of flowers."

On the cold night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, flowers all over the world overdraw their lives blooming, as if they were waiting for something.

Forty-five minutes later, Xiao Zheng waited for Xuan Ji, who fell from the sky at the door of the General Administration of Flowers. Xuan Ji flew over directly. When he landed, he sneezed twice in a row by the pollen. The wings that had not been taken back almost swelled Director Xiao: "What, ah---sneeze, why is the vegetation so rich? Ah-sneeze!"

Although the passenger flow in Xishan has always been unsatisfactory, the environmental protection is quite similar. There are rich vegetation in all seasons and each has its own scenery. However, there are magnolias and roses in summer, and plums in autumn chrysanthemums all over the ground and winter. No matter how beautiful the flowers are, they bloom in shifts all year round. However, like now, they collide with each other off-seasonally. Patients with rhinitis feel numb when they see them.

"I don't know, why are you?" Xiao Zheng looked around him, "That...uh..."

Sheng Lingyuan had already stood behind him at some point. On the stone steps at the entrance of the General Administration Building, he seemed to have walked out of the darkness, as ubiquitous as the night. He looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, and Sheng Lingyuan frowned.

I don’t know if it was Xiao Zheng’s illusion, but Sheng Lingyuan’s face had a little blood color, and suddenly he looked like a person… and his body was filled with the aura of “Don’t be beaten by me”.

Xiao Zheng hurriedly followed his gaze, intending to see something from the "celestial phenomena", but found that there were no stars or moon in the sky, and it was a cloudy day.

"Shuoye." Sheng Lingyuan said this softly, turned around and walked into the building of the Extraordinary Control Bureau.

Xuan Ji raised his foot and chased after him. Xiao Zheng hurriedly grabbed him and asked, "What does it mean?"

"Didn't you notice that the several gloomy sacrifices that had been particularly big before happened on the first night of the first day of the New Year when the moon was invisible? Your Majesty wait for me...wow!"

An alarm sounded in the General Administration building in the sky. On the large screen in the hall, a huge map looked a bit like a satellite cloud map. At this time, circles of red light burst out from all over the country, making people frightened.

"Let them find a way to turn off the alarm first, and the building is about to explode." Xiao Daddy's shiny head made the flashing red lights look like a sunset, so bright that it is difficult to see directly. "A such a large-scale abnormal energy reaction has not been found yet. What are you doing? You..."

Xuan Ji raised his hand and interrupted his loud voice, sniffed and said, "I said it's so heavy, don't you all smell it?"

Xiao Zheng: "Ah?"

"Demonic energy." Xuan Ji took a breath without hesitation. In a trance, he almost thought that he had returned to the demon capital three thousand years ago. The overwhelming demonic energy rushed straight into the sea of ​​consciousness, which made people unable to tell the source for a while. Since Chiyuan was banned by the Vermillion Bird Bone, there was no such smell in the world.

At this time, a Feng Shen ran over as if he was a ghost. He didn't know what he had tripped, but he staggered under his feet, his knees touched the ground, and he flew horizontally to Xiao Zheng.

"Director Xiao," Feng Shen, who was used to seeing the big scenes, screamed and slashed his throat, "Underground, underground special detention center..."

The underground smell is so stenchy, like the sewer of a slaughterhouse.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Xiao Zheng almost choked by the fishy smell. Sheng Lingyuan's five senses were too sensitive at this moment. He frowned and raised his hand to cover his nose. Somehow, he remembered the scene of those blood-colored thin lines passing through his whole body, and always felt that there was a bird smell on his body.

Bastard!

Xuan Ji caught a glimpse of his movements and quickly approached to show off: "I'll go see, I'll go run errands! It's too smelly here. Your Majesty, you go up and wait..."
To be continued...