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477, Grave

Qingchen looked at the civilians silently and suddenly sighed.

Kamiyo Yunhe smiled: "I actually think that Shadow values ​​you a little too much. How can a person who will reveal his secrets because of the untouchables take on the heavy responsibility? Even if you don't kill, I will kill them."

Qingchen shook his head calmly.

This time you can give up the bottom line, what about the next time? There are two children here.

Shen Dai Yunhe glanced at Qingchen, then said to his subordinates: "Everything is killed, let the kind-hearted Superintendent Qingchen check their death."

The two subordinates held Qingchen's arms so that he would not struggle to break free.

The other two raised their guns and pulled the trigger, and they didn't even let the child go.

Shen Dai Yunhe observed Qingchen's expression with interest, but Qingchen's expression did not show the anger, pain, or reluctance he expected.

Qingchen did not struggle, but just watched quietly, as if he wanted to remember all the "untouchables" like weeds and the pain before his death in his mind.

No blinking at all.

I was afraid that I had missed something.

Shen Dai Yunhe joked: "There was no response from the inspection in Qingchen."

Qingchen turned to look at him and said seriously: "Don't die at the hands of others. One day, I will take your life with my own hands. Remember, this is what you owe these people."

It is not wise to say harsh words as a prisoner, but how bad can Qingchen's situation be?

Shen Dai Yunhe did not take Qingchen's words to heart. He said lightly: "Since Qingchen sympathizes with them so much, then bury them all with your own hands. Do not use tools or dig out their graves with your hands."

At this time, the temperature was already below zero, and the soil was frozen and hard.

When digging, your fingers will feel like they are cut by a knife again and again.

If you want to dig out a tomb that more than ten people can bury, you will undoubtedly experience the most cruel punishment.

Moreover, Qingchen's hands and arms were locked.

However, Qingchen just glanced at Shen Dai Yunhe, and under the supervision of Shen Dai Killer, he walked outside the farm without looking back, digging out the snow without saying a word, and digging out the soil without saying a word.

The hard soil was buckled away by him little by little. Shen Dai Yunhe looked at it coldly, but said nothing.

Gradually, I don’t know how long it took, and the pit on the ground became bigger and bigger. Qingchen’s fingers were covered in blood, but it still did not stop.

Qingchen's weak body seemed to fall down at any time in the cold wind, but it never fell down.

Several intelligence personnel from the God generation were watching laughter at first, but slowly they couldn't laugh.

Shen Dai Yunhe said, "If you feel pain, you can stop by begging for mercy."

Qingchen seemed to have heard nothing and did not stop at all.

I don’t know how long it took, and it was almost dawn, and the intelligence personnel from the God Genealogy no longer looked at Qingchen.

The boy spent the whole night digging out a grave that could accommodate more than ten people. His body was covered with soil and his hands were covered with blood.

Intelligence personnel from the Gods inexplicably thought of the scenes of the suffering of the gods described by some religions.

But they just thought about it.

When the first ray of dawn burst out from the east, the snow suddenly stopped.

Qingchen dragged his body and slowly crawled out of the pit, then carried out the corpses in the equipment room one by one, and carefully placed them in the pit.

He struggled to push the soil and snow into the pit.

It was not until the moment everything was done that I suddenly fainted in the snow.

Shen Dai Yunhe was silent for a while and looked at his subordinates: "Take this opportunity to take another neuron connection and take over the body!"

The subordinates did not move.

Kamida Yunhe sneered: "Are you crazy? You dare not even stop listening to my orders?"

The subordinates then lifted Qingchen and walked into the basement of the house.

"Zhao Jie, you are here to take over the body this time," said Sun Dai Yunhe.

Zhao Jie lay on the bed with no idea what kind of emotions he had, allowing his colleagues to connect the tube to his brain.

"Synchronous coordination rate is 31%..."

"Synchronous coordination rate is 72%..."

"Synchronous coordination rate is 89%..."

Shen Dai Yunhe looked at Qing Chen on the other side, and his pupils suddenly shrank, just because the sync coordination rate corresponding to the boy was still 100%.

And after a few seconds, the LCD screen showing the synchronization coordination rate suddenly became dark.

Zhao Jie is dead.

Unlike Zhao Kuan, who had become a vegetative person before, Zhao Jie's electrocardiogram suddenly became silent.

It was not until this moment that Shen Dai Yunhe finally realized that there were really people in this world who could not be taken over.

However, no one noticed that this time the nanorobots did not all return to the instrument, and the silver little guys found a new home in Qingchen's body.

The procedures written in their bodies are erased by some will, and their shackles are opened.

Their consciousness is connected with Qingchen and cheers.

Shen Dai Yunhe walked aside and called the head of the family again: "The head of the family, Qingchen cannot be taken over. Not only that, he can even swallow other people's memories."

The head of the family was silent, which was different from what they expected.

Plan A is to take Qingchen back to the A02 base in the north according to the requirements of his ancestors, wait for Qingchen to be promoted to B level after returning, and then the ancestors will take over the body.

Plan B is that if the god of Yunhe cannot leave with Qingchen, then he will find someone to take over Qingchen and then pretend to let Qingchen be rescued. From then on, Qingchen will be their nails to the Qing family.

But now, the head of the family does not want the ancestor to obtain the body of a knight, and privately promises the important position of the Goddess Yunhe and wants to use Plan B.

As a result, something went wrong.

After thinking for a while, the head of the family said: "Continue Plan A and send Qingchen to the A02 base."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Shen Dai Yunhe's pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt a sense of crisis. If this matter is not handled properly, he might be killed and silenced!

...

...

City No. 5.

The Ginkgo Manor is still brightly lit.

It has stood here for nearly a thousand years, as if no matter how the times change, it will not be changed by the times.

The Shadow Door is open.

This time, the Shadow Gate opened directly into the old man's room.

In the darkness, the old man turned his back to the shadow and said calmly: "Is there really no rules? Such a small matter is messed up?"

Shadow sat cross-legged on the ground behind the old man: "It's so convenient for the Shadow Door to be opened here. I've wanted to do this for a long time. I had to work hard to climb the steps every time before, so I shouldn't use it in the future."

"Tell me why I came here this time," the old man asked calmly: "I didn't see you twice a year before, but now I don't want to see you, you run here every day."

Shadow said coldly: "Are you helping God to erase traces?"

The old man sighed, "In your eyes, I have fallen to the point of doing such a small thing? Don't worry, if I take action, you will definitely know that it's what I did."

Shadow nodded: "Then I probably guess who is doing this...but I don't know, what exactly are you doing this?"

"Forging a knife, cheating people, inheritance."

"Forged knife?"

The old man said: "He returned to the world so smoothly. Uncle Li is helping him. The old boy Li Xiurui is helping him. You are helping him too. Such a knife is too easy to break, and you don't know who he should cut to."

The shadow is silent.

The old man said, "Are you worried that he will die?"

Shadow shook his head: "I'm not worried that he will die. I just can't figure it out, so you don't worry. You obviously want to give him power, but what if he doesn't want to ask for it from now on?"

"Don't want it?" The old man smiled: "If he was asked to return to Qingshi and continue working, of course he could not come back, but what if he gave Qingshi and gave him all? You were troubled by someone in the company and you could resign, but if one day, the person who made things difficult for you gave you all the company, would you throw him into the soil? No."

"He is not the ambitious person you are used to," Shadow shook his head: "Don't push him away."

The old man laughed again: "Great people are unwilling to be leaders, but once they are summoned, they will appear with thorns. Don't worry too much. This disaster is something he must pass. Only after this journey can he understand."

"But what if he really dies?"
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