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Chapter 185 God's Qi (Part [-])

A few salt police officers nearby were rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and glass bottles were thrown on the ground from time to time, which shocked people, but no one criticized this.Salt police are rough people and have just been through things.

After seeing the photos, Wu Qing habitually turned them over.No detail was spared.

Only the back of the photo that says "Chengxian Club, Mr. Jackal" is not blank. It has messy and scribbled densely packed small characters, which are full of noise. It can be seen how unwilling and crazy Shen Yimin was when he wrote these contents.

"Regret being a reporter, regret opening your horizons, regret investigating the truth... After going through hardships, you just got out of the quagmire, why do you have to step in again!?"

"Qian country was blocked by poisonous smog for 15 years. It cut off the strong ships and guns of foreigners, and cut off the war indemnity. I don't know how many people cried bitterly, and I don't know how many people were lucky. The wonderful timing of catching up with the great powers of the empire seems to confirm the optimism of the optimists...

Seven years after being blocked by the poisonous smog, unexpectedly, the true preacher, with an unknown attitude, shouldered the pillars of the national industry. The weak national industry cannot produce crankshafts, gasoline, seamless steel, mother machines, New types of guns... are continuously shipped out from the factories controlled by the True Evangelist...

But they tricked us!They are not saviors!
No matter how you call it-sacrifice, ritual, ceremony... In short, the use of divine weapons requires them.

Maybe at the beginning it was just the right time to complete the ceremony of the magic soldier in a natural or social disaster at the right time, but they soon discovered that it was not always the right time.

Then, the following man-made disasters seem inevitable.

Even, maybe the so-called poisonous gas that isolated the country from the world 15 years ago is not poisonous gas at all!

——I don't know what kind of inferior selfish desires they have to have, so that they will drag the entire country and nation into a situation that is beyond redemption and riddled with holes.

Probably no one will believe me, the military, political and commercial newspapers, and all walks of life have accepted their benefits, but it doesn’t matter, I will prove it to all of us, to prove that they are our country, our nation, [-] million people, trapped The root of the abyss! "

"call."

Wu Qing was standing in front of the square table in the center, covered with red lights, breathing in the slightly sour smell of developer solution in the darkroom.

Faintly, not outside this room, but outside the entire yard, gunshots could be heard, probably the soldiers of the [-]th Mixed Brigade found the bandits hiding in hiding, and were paying for their general for the face he lost all over the place .

The security regiment is also a military force under Guan Chunwu's hands. It is not a shame to be scammed.

Back to the moment, what about this "self-report" written by Shen Yimin?Use the word first.

In fact, Wu Qing didn't have much emotion.

If he has to say that he has any special feeling after reading this content, it is that part of his curiosity is satisfied and a considerable curiosity is added.

And in the final analysis, this thing is at most just Shen Yimin's own subjective conjecture, and he wants to prove it, which means that he himself has no evidence.There is no direct evidence that the plague launched by today's Mingzhao Fahui is related to the magic weapons they hold.

Even Wu Qing just listened to Tang Chengzu's talk about the fact that Mingzhao Fahui had a magic weapon in his hand, and the devil knows whether he has it or not.

From Wu Qing's point of view, it would be too much a conspiracy theory to rely on a few photos of Taoist priests appearing and a few lines of wishful thinking.

After all, he probably didn't have mystical power in his previous life, and in the time and space of his previous life, in the historical process of a certain time, the period of a certain foreign government was not the same as it was full of natural disasters and man-made disasters.

Taking a step back, even if this is true, this is something that the new military government and the high-ranking military leaders should consider.

It's not Wu Qing's turn to consider it, an eighth-rank official.

He is clear and self-aware.

This self-talking "little composition" made Wu Qing roughly understand the reason why Shen Yimin went to respond to the cult, and curiosity spread in Wu Qing's heart like weeds.

Don't talk about his own identity as a salt policeman, but just talk about his main mission two, Doumu Zheng wins the gun...

It is indeed necessary to maintain strong curiosity and know more, there is no harm.

However, compared with some people who like to hear that the wind is the rain, he believes in his eyes more, and "small composition" is not very good.

Wu Qing put away these photos, and most of the salt policemen nearby also searched their own area, and shook their heads at Wu Qing,

"Captain Wu, I didn't find it."

Wu Qing nodded, "Go and join the captain and the others."

Chang Ying and the other salt policemen, carrying bottles, cans, and paper documents, had long been waiting in the courtyard.

Before Chang Ying could speak, Wu Qing shook his head at him, and Chang Ying lowered his eyes in disappointment.

If there was anyone in the room who wanted to bring Xie Xiu and Shen Yimin of Mingzhao Fahui to justice as soon as possible, it must be Chang Ying.

The plague caused by his negligence brought him great psychological suffering.But he won't show it in front of all his subordinates.

He is the captain of the second anti-smuggling team.The one who is doomed.

"Dudu."

There was a knock on the wooden door of the yard, and all the salt policemen looked over with frowns, wondering which guy who ate a bear's heart and leopard dared to knock on the door in this wild night. Seeing this, the behavior of the salt policemen was polarized severe differentiation.

One part was stunned, while the other part raised a gun and pinched amulets in a panic, as if facing an enemy!

The visitor loomed from the shadow of the door frame.

Wearing a blue Taoist robe, embroidered with Yin and Yang fish, Gan Kan Gen Zhen, Xun Li Kun Dui.He is tall and tall, his head is almost against the six-foot-high upper door frame, and his back is slightly bowed, his nose is clear, his mouth is wide, and his expression is a bit strange, as if there is a bit of heart-pounding cruelty from his long-term innocence. .

All the salt police have seen this memorable face in photos.

In addition to Zhang Guanglie's other base-building Qi practitioner at the Mingzhao Dharma Association, Xie Ji, the leader who possesses a heavenly magic appearance!
The salt policemen roared like a pot of porridge that had been thrown with a big stone, and they exclaimed,
"Fucking Xie Ji?!!"

"Why is he here?"

The salt police were agitated, and shrank back with messy footsteps.

You can't shrink back, last time against Zhang Guanglie who turned into a demon, the second anti-smuggling team was almost powerless to fight back, and suffered heavy losses after a few encounters.

Wu Qing, who was engulfed in it, was nervous, but he was one of the few salt policemen who were on guard.

The brain that was trembling with excitement was still able to think calmly.

The neatly arranged photos indicated that Shen Yimin had expected the arrival of their salt police, so it seemed that someone was ambushing, which seemed not incomprehensible, but he still didn't explain why Xie Ji came to the door at this time, which seemed abrupt , but with a piercing pertinence.

Finally, a salt policeman remembered the salt policeman who was guarding outside the courtyard,

"How did Xie Ji come in? Where are the guarding brothers outside? Why is there no movement at all?!"

"Zi Xian?! Ah Zhong!? Ah..."

"Don't waste your time."

The figure in Taoist robes approached slowly, as if a chill was raging in the small courtyard, under the half-light, Xie Heo's teeth were white,

"It's over."

A blood-stained figure in a gray gown came out from behind Xie Ji silently, with a sad face and facial features distorted by depression.

Zhang Guanglie.

Behind him, another seven or eight Qi practitioners lined up, forming an arc with Xie Ji and Zhang Guanglie at the center.

The salt police immediately went into an uproar, and beads of sweat the size of a bean fell to the ground.One Heavenly Demon is already too difficult to fight, and here comes another one, accompanied by seven or eight Qi practitioners.

Wu Qing's eyebrows twitched, the back of her neck was blowing cold air, and her eyes wandered around possible gaps.

Xie Xie laughed, and the salt police who said something were shocked,
"Are you surprised? Is it strange? I won the battle according to the law, and they all left. Why do I have to lead people and kill a carbine? It seems that I came here specifically for you? Don't be confused, it is specifically for you of."

Xie Xie opened his hands slowly, with a great pressure invisibly,

"Three months ago, your second anti-smuggling team seized a magic weapon named [Good Woman]. This magic weapon was owned by my younger sister Xie Wan. She died.

Therefore, you too will die.I want your second anti-smuggling team to be buried with my sister. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have all the people. If you kill all of you, I will go to your team headquarters and take your salt police..."

The moonlight shone on Xie Ji's big hand, and he grasped it vaguely, as if the smell of gunpowder smoke permeating the entire Yujiang City condensed in his hand, a giant black iron ax as tall as others, smashed the sticky night,
"Kill everything!"

Wu Qing's gaze was fixed on the giant black iron axe, and he was agitated, and his hand holding the handle of the Chihe knife couldn't help but tighten a little.It wasn't that Doumu Zheng won the spear as he guessed, but it was a divine soldier.

【Magic General Axe】

Who sees the dragon and snake in a hundred feet

According to the legend, the magic weapon held by the local god of Nanjiang Province, Datong.

Category: Divine Soldier

Subordinates: Doubu

Inheritor: Xie Ji
Requirements for inheritors: slightly
Supernatural powers: [? 】【? 】

Inheritance Ritual (Ritual): [Plague War Begins] (Completed)
[Plague War Concurrently]: In a plague that affects more than 10 people, start a war, and as the leader of one of them, win the final victory.

Detailed rules: The number of participants in the battle must exceed 6000, and the ratio of the two sides should not exceed 1:2
Note: This is a magical weapon that already has a master, do you want it?Kill him... Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, you may not meet the requirements for inheritors of this magical weapon, at least, you have to be two meters tall.

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General Kuang Wen Zhe, the year of birth and death is unknown, Datong Dynasty, Wen Shishi was shot, joined the army at a young age, less than a traveler, brave and mighty, official to the prince's relatives, Xun Yiwei Zhonglang General.

At that time, there was a great epidemic in Yujiang County, Nanjiang Province, and the thief's name, the Great Emperor, was turned against him.

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At the same time, in front of the dilapidated resident of the security regiment.

A young man with gold-rimmed glasses and a gold watch on his wrist, carrying a large leather suitcase, chatted with the guard at the door,

"I thought the guarding envoy would go back to the guarding envoy's office, but I didn't expect that he would be in the security regiment because he didn't choose so much, which made me run back and forth."

The guards were soldiers from the Ninth Mixed Brigade, and immediately raised their guns and scolded,

"What are you doing? Stay away!"

The young man was taken aback, "Don't you know me? Oh, that's right, I just stayed at the Ninth Brigade's base for half an afternoon. It's impossible for all of the more than 2000 soldiers to know me, so please tell me, Just say..."

Shen Yimin adjusted his glasses frame,
"Just say that Shen Yimin wants to see him, he should meet me"

"what?!"

All the surrounding guards surrounded him.

Shen Yimin didn't rush, "Why don't you report it first?"

……

"You are very brave."

Facing Guan Chunwu's flattering compliment, Shen Yimin, who was so courageous, dared to throw himself into the trap, subconsciously wanted to say "Thank you for the compliment", but looking at Guan Chunwu's deep eyes, Shen Yimin The slightly playful and provocative words were never spoken again.

He swallowed, forced a smile,
"General Guan, I won't tell you about your hard work, diligence in political affairs, and literary and martial arts. Everyone knows."

"So what are you here for?" Guan Chunwu put his hands on his knees and sat in the middle of the chair, with several adjutants around him staring at him.

"What?" Shen Yimin was puzzled.

"My adjutant guessed that you came to beg for your life." Guan Chunwu glanced at Mi Chunhui, with a half-smile, "It seems that he guessed wrong."

"Oh." Shen Yimin understood, "If I came to beg for mercy, I should have flattered you first, but I didn't flatter you, so I didn't come to beg for my life... General Guan has sharp eyes, please allow me Slowly explain why I came, okay? I think you should also be curious about my reason for coming, otherwise it would be easier to just kill me."

Guan Chunwu didn't speak, but raised his hand to signal Shen Yimin to continue.

Mi Chunhui and Gu Zhenshan looked at each other silently. As Guan Chunwu's close officials, they naturally knew that Shen Yimin was right.

Shen Yimin flicked his fingers on the big leather case beside him, and asked in a deliberate tone,
"The high-sounding words will be saved. I need to clarify one thing. General Guan, as the ruler of Nanyu Dao, you should hate any people and things that disrupt the order of Nanyu Dao and harm your interests? After all, an When the plague came, countless people were killed and injured, and the economic loss was serious.

Let’s just talk about the direct impact. Your military salary collection is damaged, there is nowhere to replenish soldiers, and the death of your family members has caused the morale of active soldiers to drop.These have directly affected the combat effectiveness of the Ninth Brigade, which is equivalent to shaking your position.You should also hate those who dare to lie to you..."

"Cheating...so, why don't you reveal your identity first and introduce yourself?" Guan Chunwu looked straight.Mi Chunhui and Gu Zhenshan were taken aback.

"Shen Yimin" trembled, and under the surprised eyes of the two adjutants, he smiled casually, took off the pair of literati-style gold-rimmed glasses,
"General Guan Mingjian, I am indeed not Shen Yimin. He was intercepted and killed by someone I sent on the way to Yujiang. My real name is Ye Duofu. My origin is actually irrelevant, but let me tell you.

I am also from Hebei Province, but unlike the lucky Shen Yimin, I was born in a peasant family, and I was poor until I was 14 years old before I ate my first bite of meat. That year when there was a famine in Hebei Province, it was the opening of Wanfazong, the true preaching door in Hebei Province. The plague at the fundraiser.

During that plague, my father traded my sister for a dead sheep.It's funny to say that after that bite of meat, I didn't see a live sheep for the first time. "

Shen Yimin laughed until his shoulders shook, making people shudder,

"It was only when I arrived that I realized that sheep don't have five toes... Sorry, I was too wordy, and that explains the purpose of my visit."

Shen Yimin cleared his throat, patted the big leather suitcase beside him, his expression turned cold,
"This is evidence that we could have lived in an era where people didn't have to eat people; it also proves that someone is constantly deceiving you, in a dark place that you don't know, constantly shaking your foundation."

(End of this chapter)