The building of the Extraordinary Control Bureau exploded, the foundation tree turned into ashes, and the initiator fled in panic and disappeared, only because the inferior slaves hid their way back to the formation and bloomed against the season and were burning.

The thick leaves of the ivy are wrapped around the building three layers outside and three layers. The branches are sneakily protruding outside the window. When the morning breeze blows, the cherry blossoms and elm-leaf plums fall together with the remaining snow left a few days ago, some red and white. There are some decorative green plants in the house, but they look so scared that they are all moved outside the door, sucking their long stems one by one, and crawling towards the conference room unyieldingly... as if they want to surround them inside.

Large-scale bad slaves' slaughter arrays will indeed "pollute the environment", causing some of the surrounding animals and plants to be infected with "evil spirit" - polluted chickens and ducks will grow beautiful feathers like poisonous flowers, increase their wings, and can travel to the sky like hawks and falcons, cattle and horses may grow sharp teeth, and dogs will become like wild wolves that are unrecognizable to each other, but...

Xuan Ji turned his head and asked, "So so far, have we received an alarm that we were attacked by 'abnormal animals'?"

Xiao Zheng: "...no!"

"In other words, only plants are accepted by these supernatural powers." Xuan Ji asked again, "The branch does not count. How many people's natal plants are green ivy in the plant system registered by the General Administration?"

"Although the plant system is not a rare species, there are more plants, so... unless it is close relatives, it is rare that two plant systems can hit their natal life." Xiao Zheng's throat was dry and he finished his words with difficulty, "Lului...Lului...I know only one."

"I know only one," Shan Lin's face darkened. "Han Guo and his investigation team need to report before going deep into dangerous areas, and there will be staff from other support departments accompanying them - to go deep into Chiyuan Grand Canyon to say hello to the scenic spot management party, and the aftermath department will cooperate... Who was responsible for communicating with the Chiyuan Primitive Forest Management at that time?"

Xuan Ji uses his mobile phone to log in to the intranet - the director has the authority to check employee travel records and attendance.

He quickly turned to the date of Dr. Han's murder, and saw that the business trip record of the aftermath department was: Luo Cuicui was on a business trip, cooperated with the ancient learning department, and communicated with the original forest management party. The business trip was a total of two days, and the travel expenses were reimbursed for 3200 yuan.

"No, wait a moment..." Zhang Zhao looked at this and then looked at that, "Is it what I understand? I heard it right... Do you think of Lao Luo? But, a few days ago, when something happened in Houshan, Lao Luo and a few after-care scientists were on the scene. He didn't have that... the mark of the true religion. And he was the one who warned us through Luluo at that time! If he hadn't informed him in time..."

Zhang Zhao said this and got stuck—

If Luo Cuicui hadn't informed him in time, it would have seemed...will not be so.

Sheng Lingyuan had already transferred the real mermaid scales, and the seal box left was just a bait. If Luo Cuicui didn't bring a bunch of logistics burdens to cause trouble in the back mountain, maybe they would be more quick to catch people... No, no! Even the matter of "Luo Cuicui has no mark of the true religion" was preconceived, because he lay down to "protect his colleagues" at that time, and was then taken away as a wounded person and sent to the special hospital!

Luo Cuicui usually works and is cheating, so she can only pick up her thighs and rush faster than anyone else. However, counting the seal box is a matter for the research institute and the field. He is a post-disaster department. Why did he sneak into the back mountain at that time without receiving instructions from his superiors?

Does he really want to help?

Also, a group of field agents led by Feng Shen love to circle Sheng Lingyuan for nothing and ask questions. The boss is obviously a "big thick leg". Aftermath department failed to catch up with the two big dramas of Shanghai Demon Slaughter and Jiangzhou Hunting Shadowman, and did not know the danger of the boss. The big demons were not able to see the picture, and they were all very kind. The shy Ping Qianru, Yang Chao and the young men got along well with him, but Luo Cuicui, an expert in thighs, did not move forward abnormally. Looking back, he had not even talked to Sheng Lingyuan alone.

Wang Ze murmured: "If you want to say that... it seems that every time there is something big, Lao... Luo Cuicui is indeed on the scene."

But his image of flattery and follower is so well created, and everyone regards him as a clown with a color and doesn't take him seriously!

Xuan Ji sighed, looked at Zhichun with a vague look, thinking: Not every time.

After the body of the pupil spirit body is damaged, although it can survive, it will "concussion" for a long time and lose memory. It will only unconsciously circulate around the person who is closest to me, and only the idea of ​​repairing the original body of the body is left in my mind. Zhichun's situation is special. Before the Yin Shen Sacrifice, he had many "symbiotic bodies", so he did not completely cut off the world. People from the Yuanzhen Sect used his body to hook him up in the tomb of King Weiyu to deceive him into agreeing to the Yin Shen Sacrifice. Zhichun thought he could repair his "body". So before the Yin Shen Sacrifice of Shuoye, he attached himself to the instrument in the ancient tomb, broke into the sixty floors underground of the alien control bureau, and stole his fragments.

That day happened to be the first major cleaning of the headquarters. He checked the people involved in the case of Jinghua Shuiyuedie. Xuan Ji was afraid that something would happen, so he helped Master Xiao to raid the formation - at that time, the Nirvana Stone had been shattered, his memory and ability were slowly recovering, and his spiritual sense enveloped the entire building of the alien control bureau. If Zhichun happened to be there when he broke in, then the sword spirit would not have thought of going to Yuzhou.

Coincidentally, when Zhichun came, he just left.

Luo Cuicui was rushing to send him off. (Note)

"I think there is a Jianghu flower name called 'Erwuzai Club'? No wonder the head of the dog department did not do it. He cheated the sucker and accepted it quickly." Xuan Ji sighed and called Ping Qianru, "Notify all the staff of the department aftermath department to gather in the conference room no matter what they are doing now, and from now on, I will listen directly to the general dispatch office."

Xiao Zheng suddenly stood up: "Special Hospital..."

"I've contacted it," Shan Lin raised his head, "The special doctor said that Luo Cuicui said last night that she had been cured and was discharged from the hospital by herself, and there was no procedure."

"Transfer Luo Cuicui's files and arrest people!" Xiao Zheng's face was as deep as water. "If you can't find the real-time movement, check the recent trail! The portrait is handed out, and you have to dig out three feet of the ground!"

"Dao Yi, Chi Yuan is not peaceful," Xuan Ji turned to Dao Yi with a confused look in the water curtain, "Please help me take care of my family, first remove everyone to a high place, and tell us any abnormal movements."

"The heavy rain near Chiyuan is on standby at any time," Shan Lin said. "After the Han Guo incident, Chiyuan primeval forest has always been the top priority of heavy rain work. The branch is fully equipped and generally emergency response can be handled."

"I'll contact the informant now," Wang Ze stood up, "If Luo Cuicui had contacted it, it might leave traces."

Sheng Lingyuan turned to Dr. Wang: "What have you found after calculating the earth's veins over the years? Can you show me?"

Dr. Wang hurriedly said: "Yes, yes. The archives of Gu Xiuke are all in my place."

Sheng Lingyuan followed him out and waved to Xuan Ji: "Come with me."

Xuan Ji was stunned and was almost flattered for a moment.

Sheng Lingyuan said this calmly and even had a little gentleness as if nothing had happened. He was so familiar with this tone. When they were young, they quarreled, and Lingyuan always took the initiative to coax him. If they didn't coax him directly, Lingyuan would find something else to do as a step. He often said a few serious things to him first and made him feel willing to talk, and then he would slowly pull the topic back.

He didn't expect that he would make a unilateral "election vow" and could still get such treatment, so he hurriedly chased after him.

Dr. Wang brought out Gu Xiuke's top secret archives.

"The earth vein eyes calculated by the heavy rain, including the continental shelf, currently 51 places, including Jiangzhou, Dongchuan and other regions are incomplete." Dr. Wang unfolded a huge map, and each earth vein eyes has marked on it, and there are several places with different markings. "Because this working time span is very long, some early earth vein eyes have been displaced due to earthquakes, and it was revised again later."

Maps are completely unfamiliar to Sheng Lingyuan. First, in ancient times, they were not so accurate due to the limitations of map drawing technology. Moreover, the terrain and landforms are changing, and there are very few places that retain the ancient name.

At that time, there were only thirty-six earth veins on Danli's head, and only half of the overlapping points were. Most of the remaining ones did not appear on the map, which showed the ever-changing changes.

"I guess," Sheng Lingyuan drew a marker pen, hooked out several places where the eyes of the new and old earth veins overlapped, and asked Dr. Wang, "These are the places you said, "These are abnormally low 'special birth rate', right?"

The researcher of Gu Xiucai originally followed the map, and heard this, he took out the computer and checked it out. He was shocked and pushed back his glasses that had slid to the tip of his nose: "How do you know?"

Xuan Ji looked at it: "Do you suspect that some 'old acquaintance' is doing hand-and-foot on the eyes of the earth's veins? But the earth's veins are not welded there."

The earth veins are similar to rivers, and it is common to dry up and change courses. Shan Lin and others calculated that the earth veins had already moved after 20 or 30 years. If you want to do something on the earth veins, the effect would be better than just finding a piece of open space to draw a fork - carving a boat and asking for a sword, which is meaningless.

It is impossible to predict changes in the earth's veins in thousands of years. Not to mention the movement of the earth's crust, weather forecasts can say that rain and snow have been happening in the past 10 or 20 years. People with a little common sense cannot do such things.

Sheng Lingyuan tapped the map with his fingers, but did not answer immediately. After pondering for a moment, he looked up and said to the researchers of the ancient science and technology: "Luojia helped me collect local chronicles from these places from ancient times to the present."

The ancient learning department may not be able to do anything else. Check the information - especially when flipping through old paper piles, they are all groundhogs that dig three feet into the ground, digging quickly and accurately. In less than half an hour, the missing Luo Cuicui and Gong Chenggong wanted orders had just arrived at branches at all levels, and the places circled by Sheng Lingyuan were already broken by the bald spirits of the ancient learning department. From the era of the great melee to the present, historical evolution, ruling authority, several wars, several major natural disasters, and even the local population, clan subordinates, belief systems, etc., are all available.

Sheng Lingyuan brought this dozen information, set up by the customer.

The figure of Sheng Lingyuan flashed and landed on the top of the mountain. It was instantly sucked and withered by the black fog when it grew wildly around the tea room, and no grass grew on the entire hill.

The human-shaped parasite walked in with a stern lift. The "full" black fog came in first, rolling over the dust and traces of decoration. When Xuan Ji caught up, he found that the small tea room was as clean as if it had just been washed.

Xuan Ji paused at the door, a little trembling.

Sheng Lingyuan and he had no words in a cold war with him, and it would take only one night. The older he was, the shorter the time would be. When he was young, he would usually calm down after a few breaths of breath and he would come over to seek peace with patience, and then reason slowly... as long as he didn't touch his bottom line.

Is a unilateral vow of fate a problem that touches the bottom line?

Xuan Ji said it was not good, and remembered the words that His Majesty said to Bi Chunsheng when he broke the promise and sacrificed the gloomy sacrifice in Chiyuan County, "I am most afraid of restraint in my life."

"What are you doing at the door?" Sheng Lingyuan, who was behind the table, did not look up and "Come in."

Xuan Ji stretched his calves, which had been stolen, and quietly slipped in against the wall.

Sheng Lingyuan knocked on a pile of paper on the table. Gu Xiuke was afraid that his old antiques would not be accustomed to the electronic version, so he found a dozen printers and edited all the materials for him and printed them out. His Majesty ordered lightly: "Pick out contents such as mountains, gods, water ghosts, folk strange stories and strange stories for me, and divide them according to the place."

Xuan Ji did not dare to say anything and was nervously a temporary secretary.

The legend of people seeking gods and worshiping Buddha is similar. Except for some ethnic minority areas, the three schools of worship are basically "Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism", and the rest are "City God Temple", "Some Immortal Temple", "Some Laoye Temple", and some strange and strange theories like Thunder Tribulation Mountain - they are all very niche.

The few places in Shenglingyuan circled were all disaster-free and relatively calm areas, and the history of people living in the past for thousands of years. Of course, these are indispensable. Xuan Ji scanned it roughly and did not see the problem at first, because there was no rule, and there were all kinds of worship.

"The West Mountain in Yong'an builds temples for trees. Linyang's Chenghuang Temple is particularly famous. The Cao Niangniang Temple in the northern suburbs of Suyin City is a tourist attraction... What are the Qiangong Temple, the Eight Immortal Tower... Biquan Mountain... The people in Biquan Mountain don't know what's going on. Maybe they are particularly unsused. This is not a tourist city, and there is nothing." Xuan Ji paused, "What are you looking for?"

Sheng Lingyuan: "Biquan Mountain? Have I heard of this place recently?"

Xuan Ji thought for a while: "Well, Shen Yinyi - the blind man and the puppet under He Cuiyu mentioned a sentence when he was plotting against Yanqiushan, saying, "A earthquake in Biquan Mountain shocked the tomb of special abilities. The main force of heavy rain has passed, so I don't care about the South China Mirage Island. Yes, there are also information about the ancient tombs here, and I guess it belongs to which demon nobles." (Note 2)

Sheng Lingyuan didn't comment after listening to it, just nodded simply.

Xuan Ji had a nail under his butt, shaking left and right for a while, and said nothing, "Why are you so interested in folk rumors? Is it because the 'Temple' reminds you of Danli?"

Sheng Lingyuan said briefly: "Well, I worship You Ling."

"I know," Xuan Ji saw that Sheng Lingyuan was willing to pay attention to him, and immediately beat the snake and followed the stick, and spoke endlessly, "Because all things have spirits, and the power of worship for generations can affect the fortunes of heaven and earth. For example, the Vermilion Bird - both the human race and the demon race have built the Vermilion Bird Temple and worshiped for generations, so this branch can become a semi-god. After the extermination of the clan, the last bloodline in the clan can use the "Da Ming Light Sacrifice" to give the statue of the Vermilion Bird God in exchange for the arrival of Danli."

Therefore, to kill Danli, all the statues of the Vermilion Bird God must be eliminated, so that Emperor Wu would almost inhumanely promote the Vermilion Bird Temple movement in his early years.

Xuan Ji paused and said tactfully: "But... it is not possible to give out the 'spirit' at will, otherwise the owners of those emoticons that are circulating everywhere will not be able to live with Tianshi?"

"Yes, the most evil spirit, you will get the opportunity of heaven and earth, enjoy the incense for thousands of years, and worry about the fortune of several tribes, so you will have this spirit," Sheng Lingyuan casually flipped through the hot-stained printing paper in his hand. "No one knows the other clay stone embryos that have walked within 500 miles, and at most they can provide some wood-drilling bugs."

His expression was calm, as if there was no such thing as a vow. Xuan Ji didn't know what he was looking for or his attitude, and he became more and more restless. He changed his seat seven or eight times and his clothes were rustling. He tossed with him for a while like a white noise maker, and finally couldn't help but cough again, trying to attract Sheng Lingyuan's attention.

The ups and downs of coughing sounded a movement, which didn't sound like an ordinary cold pneumonia. Sheng Lingyuan finally looked up at him with a smile: "What?"

Xuan Ji pursed his lips nervously.

Sheng Lingyuan popped the paper on his hand on the table: "Do you still know you feel guilty?"

This is a step that is not as familiar as possible. Xuan Ji instinctively caught it. After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively reached out his hand and covered the back of Sheng Lingyuan's hand.

His Majesty had no intention of refusing, so he trembled out the breath that was stammering in his throat. With a thrust of intimacy, he tightened his fingers and held Sheng Lingyuan's hand in his palm.

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