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Chapter 89
Fatty, who saw this scene in his eyes, came back to his senses, and immediately shouted:
"Muffling gourd, you can't kill it!"

Hearing these words, Yan Qilin suddenly raised his head, and looked at the fat man with murderous intent.

The fat man swallowed his saliva, and said to Yan Qilin bravely:

"Don't forget who you are, don't forget who you are.

This zombie did not commit any crimes, and the crime does not deserve death. As for how to deal with it, you should consult the director.

If you kill him now, you will break the rules of the polling bureau! "

Yan Qilin looked at the fat man, then looked down at the zombie who had no strength.

The fat man also looked at Yan Qilin worriedly, fearing that his yin and yang fingers would fall, and then it would be too late.

Fortunately, after a brief stalemate, the black mist in Yan Qilin's eyes dimmed a lot.

Looking at the zombie in front of him, the ink unicorn formed in the black mist around him suddenly roared silently, and a voice that only Yan Qilin could hear rang out in his mind.

"The Holy Beast, Mo Qilin, is willing to fight in all directions for His Majesty!"

"Get out!"

Yan Qilin shouted in a deep voice, the deep and cold voice fell, the black mist gathered around him suddenly dissipated, and a gust of sinister wind blew on his face, making Fatty and others shiver uncontrollably.

Then he stood up without a word and walked to the side.

The originally boiling black mist, with the change of Yan Qilin's mentality, now has a tendency to calm down.

Empty and unyielding, move and get out, to the dark to the dark, nothing can live, only the ink unicorn!

Seeing this scene, the fat man quickly got up, bit his fingertips, pulled out the yellow talisman paper, and drew a complicated spell on it in one go.

Just when the zombie was about to stand up stiffly again, the fat man arrived in time and stuck the spell on the zombie's face.

In an instant, the zombie lay motionless on the ground, the corpse fire on his arm dissipated without a trace, and the sledgehammer was scattered aside.

Until this moment, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, and the Yan Qilin not far away, still in the form of a black unicorn surrounded by black mist, was slowly calming down.

As the yellow sand gradually fell to the ground, Ma Ling'er and Zhao Xue hurried over.

The moment she saw Yan Qilin, Zhao Xue was startled, and she was startled again when she looked down and saw the zombie.

"He... is he okay?"

At this moment, the aura emanating from Yan Qilin really made people feel frightened. This state of both good and evil made Zhao Xue a little afraid to approach.

The fat man panted and waved his hands:

"It's all right, he hasn't lost his mind."

While the fat man was talking, Yan Qilin was also constantly stabilizing his mind. After the crisis was lifted, Yan Qilin finally faded away from the black mist, and sat on the ground panting heavily.

The fat man looked in the direction of Yan Qilin. At this time, the construction site was in ruins.

A row of construction site office buildings in the distance has been turned into ruins in the fighting.

On the dilapidated construction site, there is still a cloud of smoke and dust, which will not dissipate for a long time.

The destructive power caused by the fight between Yan Qilin and the zombies can be seen, the many cracks in the ground are still expanding and spreading.

The black mist dissipated, and Yan Qilin finally returned to that warm and jade-like temperament again, and his eyes became as clear as stars.

Yan Qilin was very clear about what happened just now, and as the form of Mo Qilin dissipated, Yan Qilin also felt that his own strength seemed to be taken away in an instant, and a sense of weakness came to his heart.

At this moment, the fat man staggered to Yan Qilin's side, and stretched out his hand:
"Brother, it was so fierce just now, it frightened me."

Yan Qilin grabbed the fat man's hand and stood up, the beads of sweat on his head were clearly visible:
"I don't know why this happened?"

Yan Qilin originally only wanted to stimulate his own blood power to help his teammates out of crisis.

But unexpectedly, Mo Qilin's state was triggered by accidents.

The form of this ink unicorn obviously does not belong to the five elements holy beasts, so Yan Qilin is also full of curiosity, and can't wait to find Feng Yun to answer all the doubts.

However, the most urgent task for the few people now is to deal with the zombie in front of them first. As Fatty said, only Feng Yun, who is the chief of the bureau, has the right to decide the fate of this zombie.

"We have to transport it back. With the corpse control charm, the zombie can't move."

The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead while talking:

"But how to transport it back is a problem. Such a big guy is so stiff that our military vehicle can't fit it."

Just as Fatty's voice fell, Zhao Xue's voice came next:

"When the workers were evacuated just now, I felt that something might have happened, so I reported it to the Criminal Division and asked them to come and help. They should be on their way now..."

Hearing this, the fat man nodded immediately, and said in surprise:

"That's easy to do. Otherwise, we'd have to go to the Military Mansion, which would be far away and troublesome. Asking the person in charge of Xing Si to help send it back will save us a lot of time."

"what?"

Zhao Xue pointed to the straight zombie on the ground with some anxiety.

This is a zombie, and it's unrealistic to ask Ti Xingsi's colleagues to send it back.

The fat man obviously thought of this question very quickly, so he touched his chin, frowned and said in thought:

"However, if you just ask Ti Xingsi's people to help, they probably won't be able to agree because of their urgency..."

After saying these words, the fat man realized that Zhao Xue was now the person in charge of criminal justice, so he coughed dryly twice, and hurriedly explained:

"I mean it's going to freak them out, we've got to figure out..."

"In the tomb, isn't the coffin still well preserved?

Putting this zombie in a coffin, compared with giving a zombie a coffin, the latter is obviously more acceptable. "

Ma Linger's words made Fatty's eyes shine:
"That's right, it just takes a little effort to get it up..."

Just when Fatty finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that Ma Ling'er and Yan Qilin were looking at him at the moment, and a bad premonition suddenly hit his heart.

"What do you see me doing?"

Yan Qilin then looked at the pothole behind with his eyes, and the fat man suddenly widened his eyes:

"What? I have to go down again?

Do you know how hard it is for Fatty to climb up, is it easy for me? "

Ma Linger heard the words and said immediately:

"Look at how weak Yan Qilin is now, he definitely can't go down again.

I don't have that much strength, and I can't move the coffin at all.

You just need to move the coffin under the hole, tie it with a rope, and we will pull it up for you from above, how about it? "

Hearing this, Yan Qilin raised his hand in a timely manner, wiped the sweat from his forehead weakly, and unexpectedly entered the state of Mo Qilin, which was too far-fetched for him at this time.

"I'm fine..."

While talking, Yan Qilin wanted to walk towards the pothole, but seeing his staggering appearance, the fat man waved his hands impatiently:
"Come on, come on, this team will be separated without me!

After you go back, you have to talk about my achievements in front of the director. When the time comes, don't take the position of captain from me! "

While talking to himself, the fat man held onto the rope again with reluctance, and struggled down the pit.

At this moment, the tomb passage below has almost collapsed. The fat man finally came to the main tomb and found the coffin. The coffin was relatively well preserved.

But after all, the battle was so fierce just now, there would inevitably be some small gaps in the coffin, but it was harmless.

The fat man tied the coffin with a hemp rope, and then dragged the rope to pull the coffin out with great effort.

It took a full 10 minutes to reach the bottom of the pothole, and the fat man was already sweating profusely.

After finally retying the coffin to the hanging rope, the fat man was too tired to stand up.

After a short rest, Yan Qilin also recovered a little, and the three of them helped pull the coffin up from the pit together.

It wasn't until the three of them put the zombie into the coffin and closed the coffin that they realized that the fat man was still under the pit.

Then the three of them looked down the pothole, only to notice that the fat man had been swearing underneath for a long time with his hips crossed.

"Didn't you find that there are fewer people? I figured it out, you guys are trying to kill me!"

The three of them helped pull the fat man up again, but after getting started, the three realized that the tonnage of the fat man was no lighter than that of the coffin.

"Clang... clang... clang..."

However, at this moment, the sound of Jin Ge striking iron was heard again from the silent construction site.

When they heard this voice, several people were stunned.

"Why is there still such movement?"

The fat man stared at Yan Qilin and the others with wide eyes and asked:

"Isn't the zombie already under control? Where did the sound come from?"

This was also the doubt in the hearts of the others. After looking at each other, Yan Qilin, Ma Ling'er, and Zhao Xue all stood up and turned around, but they still couldn't determine the source of the voice.

The fat man under the pothole was not idle either, he walked along the tomb passage again with a flashlight, intending to check it out.

However, not long after walking, the fat man suddenly heard a slight sound from above his head.

He immediately looked up, only to notice that a large number of cracks had appeared in the tomb passage above his head.

When Yan Qilin and the zombies were fighting here, the powerful destructiveness still had an irreversible impact on this place.

"Damn it!"

Fatty didn't care so much now, he turned around and ran outside.

"Boom..."

The gap above the head was getting bigger and bigger, and the entire tomb passage began to tremble.

The fat man hurried down to the cave, shaking the rope frantically.

Yan Qilin and the others quickly joined forces and pulled the fat man up from below.

After the fat man finally climbed out again, several people were exhausted.

"boom!"

At this moment, the ground under Fatty's feet suddenly collapsed. Fortunately, Yan Qilin gave Fatty a hand, which prevented Fatty from falling.

Accompanied by a loud noise, the tomb passage below collapsed due to Yan Qilin's power, causing a crack as thick as an arm to appear on the ground.

As the cracks continued to extend, the ground began to collapse in a large area, stirring up the sky full of yellow sand again.

Fatty and the others coughed and quickly left the collapsed position.

Yan Qilin's eyes were full of surprise. In Mo Qilin's state, he couldn't control his own power at all.

Looking around, the devastation was all caused by the power of Mo Qilin.

He can't even believe it, is this the point where he can do it?
"I have to say that the director is still very good. You didn't learn this method in vain. You should ask for advice after you go back."

The fat man patted Yan Qilin's shoulder lightly. Although he didn't speak, it was a comfort.

"Ah."

Yan Qilin nodded, looked down at his hands, recalling the strange emotion and state of Mo Qilin just now.

He had a lot of doubts and wanted to go back and ask Feng Yun, at least to find out what this darkest and darkest force was, and why it was stimulated.

"Clang... clang... clang..."

But the weird voice came again, the familiar feeling of dizziness, and the sudden sense of sight as if they were in a battlefield full of corpses, made Fatty and the others frown.

The zombie was lying straight beside him, but the sound didn't dissipate because of it.

"We searched around just now, but found nothing!"

Ma Linger said solemnly, and the fat man also hurriedly said:

"I wanted to go to the tomb to have another look, but the bottom had started to collapse.

It stands to reason that since the bottom has become ruins and the zombies are under our control again, there shouldn't be such a sound, right? "

After thinking for a moment, Yan Qilin looked at the few people and said solemnly:

"It seems that the matter is not over yet, and there are things we have overlooked that have not been resolved."

"That's right!"

The fat man frowned and sighed deeply:
"But now our top priority is to bring this zombie back.

As for why the matter is not over yet, we have to talk to the chief.

After all, this place is already in ruins, there is no need to investigate..."

Soon, the Criminal Division's car came to the scene with its siren on.

Seeing this, Zhao Xue quickly stood up and walked out of the construction site.

Several investigators quickly got off the car, and after seeing Zhao Xue, the investigator at the front quickly saluted.

"I'm Wang Shuo, the leader of the second group, and Lin Feng, the leader of the first group, has other tasks to deal with, so we came here on his behalf.

What's the situation here now, why are these workers evacuated outside the isolation zone?
What happened in there? "

Lin Feng's so-called mission was naturally to go to the hospital to investigate the summoning of souls.

And Zhao Xue naturally knew that what she saw just now was important. She could report it to He Tianlin, the director of the Tixing Division, but she couldn't let too many other people know about it.

So Zhao Xue quickly shook his head:
"Everything is settled, the Poll's team is inside.

There is something that needs your help, send something back to the polling bureau.

The matter here has been dealt with properly, but I need to trouble you to make another trip. "

Wang Shuo heard this and didn't think too much. After nodding, he followed Zhao Xue to the construction site.

However, the messy scene around here really caught Wang Shuo and others by surprise.

"What's going on here? Explosions in the middle of the night?
Why even the worker's dormitory over there has been turned into ruins? "

In front of everyone's eyes, the construction site is still devastated at this moment.

The temporary dormitory building collapsed into ruins, and the large equipment parked on the construction site was crumbling.

The ground was cracked in many places, and even because of the collapse of the crypt, the land above also collapsed on a large scale. Several excavators were buried by the loess due to the collapse, and only parts of them were still exposed.

What puzzled a few people the most was that the many cracks on the ground seemed to have been hit violently in a small area.

And in many places, there are shocking scratches, which look like they have been attacked by wild animals.

But this is a city, and there are no wild animals around, so these traces are even more strange.

Facing Wang Shuo's inquiry, Zhao Xue didn't know how to explain it at all, so she could only evade a few ambiguous sentences, and then hurriedly brought the group to Fatty and the others.

Wang Shuo looked at the exhausted people in front of him, and there was a tattered coffin next to him, and he became even more confused for a while.

"What the hell is going on here?"

The fat man raised his head, and pointed to the coffin next to him with a tired face:

"We have dealt with everything that needs to be dealt with, you just need to help us send this coffin back to the polling bureau.

As for wanting to know what happened, your permissions may not be enough for now. "

Wang Shuo looked suspiciously at the coffin next to him, and after walking around the coffin, he asked again in puzzlement:
"Where did this coffin come from?"

All the investigators of the second team present were very puzzled by this, but Fatty and the others were obviously unwilling to talk about it.

So after a while, Wang Shuo, who didn't get any answer, could only wave his hands with displeasure:
"Driving the car in, laying down the back seat, and moving it to the car!"

Although the investigators felt a little unlucky about this, they still nodded and ran out of the construction site.

"correct!"

At this moment, the fat man looked at Wang Shuo and said:
"Remember, the coffin must not be illuminated by the moonlight!"

Wang Shuo raised his head and looked. There was no moon in the sky due to the gloomy weather, so he didn't take it too seriously. He just felt that the people from the polling bureau were a little too superstitious.

Soon, the investigators worked together to put the coffin on the car, and then Wang Shuo sat in the co-pilot.

Because he was worried about leaving such an important matter to Ti Xingsi to escort alone, the fat man quickly sat in the back, next to the coffin extending from the trunk to the back seat.

Wang Shuo didn't speak, but he kept thinking in his mind that after sending it to the polling bureau, he had to ask carefully what happened on the construction site that night...

(End of this chapter)