The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 180 Prelude to adventure, undercurrent

The rotten wooden floor exudes a faint musty smell, showing that no one has taken care of it for a long time.

A pair of large naked feet with sharp claws stood on top. With this as the center, the dampness accumulated over the years quickly receded, and a strange smell like drying mud quietly appeared in the air.

Zhu Mingyao's eyes followed his feet, and the brilliant yellow mountain bronze armor, the black iron chain girdle, the mottled breast shield, and the ferocious red copper sword appeared in front of him one after another.

Under the dim light emitted by the old-fashioned light bulb, a tall and mighty figure stood silently, as motionless as a stone statue.

The yellow runes spontaneously ignited without fire, turning into white ash and falling down, branding the vermilion runes on the body surface of the figure and slowly seeping into it.

Zhu Mingyao sighed in admiration. Although he had great respect for his teacher Zhang Shouzhong, he still had to admit that Lu Hetong's skills were much better than his.

After several months of refining, the Yaksha Ghost has hidden all the ferocious intentions in [Jiesen] that are as fierce as fire. The aura is as smooth as a bead, and it is likely to form a Yin Dan.

Even if the ghost's Yin elixir is far different from the practitioner's golden elixir, it is still equivalent to a senior innate master. In terms of close combat ability, it is still better than Zhu Mingyao himself, and he has a rough skin and a thick body with amazing resilience. It can be called the best human shield that spellcasters love to see.

He took out a copper talisman with the head of an ox, stretched out his hand to pinch the talisman, and softly shouted "Edict!"

The tall figure fluctuated, turned into a ball of smoke, and was sucked into the copper talisman.

Zhu Mingyao turned off the lights very skillfully, stepped on the cement steps, and got out of the dark basement.

After taking a breath of fresh air from the outside world and looking up to admire the gorgeous sunset on the horizon, he walked slowly out of the semi-abandoned house, stepping on wild artemisia and geraniums that were as deep as his calves.

Although Lu Hetong handed the Yaksha Ghost General's control talisman back to him, and he could use it immediately, but if he wanted to use his fingers as well as his arms, he would have to spend some time and put in some effort to polish them.

However, it is not convenient to place things like corpses in one's own place for worship.

Zombies are raised in the yizhuang, zombies are made in the backyard, and even the decorations in the main hall are big rice dumplings wearing Houjin official uniforms. The down-to-earth style of the Palace of Hell is just what the seniors of Maoshan had to do in troubled times. Expedient measures are not what they naturally like to play.

Fortunately, in the peaceful years, everyone's requirements for the quality of life have increased, and no one wants to do these things at home. The Chamber of Commerce asked its Feng Shui masters to find and buy several remote houses where the Yin energy gathered, and set up restrictions around them. The barrier was transformed into a public training room for colleagues to work on unharmonious things such as Gu, insect, corpse and ghost.

He drove out of a second-hand dilapidated pickup truck from behind two big trees, rolled over the weeds on the country road for a hundred or ten meters, and then Zhu Mingyao turned onto the road back to the city.

In order not to disturb the people and for safety reasons, this place is dozens of kilometers away from Luo City. With his two-knife and driving skills, it is estimated that it will take a long time to walk.

In fact, if it weren't for the private notice from his little girlfriend that due to the recent leak of the secret realm opening news, there are many extraordinary people with ulterior motives near Luo City, Zhu Mingyao would just cover his legs with the [Liuwu Hidden Form Technique] Come on, anyway, with his current level of cultivation, the speed at which he can kick his feet with all his strength is almost the same as that of an ordinary car.

The air rushed away by the high-speed movement turned into a strong air current, which penetrated through the half-open window of the car, causing his short black hair to ripple slightly.

The wind direction is a bit strange now...

Zhu Mingyao's thoughts were turning secretly.

The wind direction he was talking about was naturally not the one blowing on his face, but the current atmosphere.

First, the information about the opening of the secret realm was leaked inexplicably, and spread all over the streets overnight.

Then all kinds of extraordinary people from all walks of life swarmed in, trying their best to build relationships and inquire about the drilling camp, or simply recommend themselves to the officials. In short, they all had the same intention, they wanted to get a share of the exploration operation. The scene was very chaotic for a while.

Of course, those three-legged cat stragglers are no big deal, no one takes them seriously, but there are some forces and people that even the Special Investigation Bureau has to spend some energy to deal with.

After all, no matter how powerful and high-status the special department is, it is still a subordinate agency of the government. The upper echelons of the federation are not monolithic. Several organizations that have followed the path of a certain powerful faction came to the door and asked for cooperation in a very low-key manner. It's not easy to open your mouth and beat someone out, so you have to drag it out slowly.

During this period, Henry Lai sent a series of messages urging him to keep his mouth shut, lest anyone find out that he had the qualifications to enter the secret realm and get into trouble. Others may not notice the sudden change in the situation, but Zhu Mingyao has experienced the influence of dragon-slaying education in his previous life and has come through the era of per capita keyboard politicians.

He was keenly aware that there were some problems in the matter, and it seemed that someone was deliberately muddying the water.

It's not unusual for the news to leak out. There are no absolute secrets in the bureaucracy. Bad things about the White House chief and interns can be leaked, and it is normal for secret operations to be exposed.

But the news spread too fast. This is not the era of self-media per capita. In just a few days, it became known to the world, as if there were several sources working at the same time.

The afterglow on the western horizon gradually faded and the sky darkened completely. Zhu Mingyao slowed down a little.

He turned on the car lights and continued thinking.

Moreover, the half-truths and half-false descriptions are extremely targeted. Wealth like gold and silver, extraordinary knowledge on the road to the gods, and spring water that can restore youth. Added together, from the extraordinary at the bottom to the strong, Even the desires and desires of ordinary mortals and nobles are captured in one fell swoop.

This method is just short of putting the words "conspiracy" on the public screen.

Zhu Mingyao secretly became more vigilant, and decided to discuss it with Bai Ziyuan, find a way to reveal some of the plot he knew, and plan the tactics after entering the secret realm.

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The modern Caribbean Sea refers to the area between the Greater and Lesser Antilles and the continents of North and South America.

But people hundreds of years ago defined its scope more broadly.

Thousands of islands and reefs are scattered in the sea, providing countless suitable hiding places for people walking on the road of crime.

Just like the deserted island in front of us, several half-collapsed rocks lean on each other to support a small space below. Although the area is only half the size of a basketball court, it is enough to shield it from wind, rain, and people.

A small fluorescent lamp was placed on the wet rock, illuminating several boxes of contraband and two figures lying on the ground.

"Clap!"

A body wearing dirty camouflage clothing and a black turban was thrown into the water.

The corpse's face was covered with flesh, and he made a ferocious expression of screaming. His stiff fingers were still firmly holding a worn-out AK until death, indicating that he had tried his best to resist.

It's just that not all enemies in this world can be solved with human weapons like the coast police or anti-smuggling teams.

Thousands of years of surging waves have polished the reef as sharp as a knife, but at this moment, a pair of bare feet stepped on it as if it were just soft sand, making people worried about her.

However, after the tan soles with delicate skin were removed, what was left was not dripping blood, but surging water and foam.

But such a spectacle failed to attract a few well-informed onlookers.

“Madam, you haven’t answered everyone’s questions yet?

A strange voice that was neither male nor female penetrated my ears.

"Why do you want to get involved and cooperate with mortals in spreading rumors about the secret realm?"

　Heavy snowstorm, struggling, oops, I don’t know if I have time to write today (￣.￣)
  　　
  　
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