The Old Gods Are Whispering

  Chapter 199 Hey, kill you again

   Tang Ling was in a bad mood, she didn't even bother to look at her phone, and walked straight down the mountain road.

   This is the fourteenth year since she came to Jianzhong, and she will continue to live here for another fifty-six years in the future.

  Back then, her great-grandfather sold her to Jianzhong, a place where no **** would happen, for twenty years in order to seek a breakthrough in her rank. Later, because he suddenly fell into madness, he massacred his clansmen and fellow sects, so that the debt was even more, increasing to sixty years.

  Although it is said that Jianzhong is the holy place of the sword sect path all over the world, she just doesn't like it.

  The people here are very boring, and everyone's character is as cold as a stone.

  It is clearly the 21st century, but they are living the lives of ancient people.

   No entertainment, no life.

  Sit cross-legged and close your eyes all day long.

   Then there is sword practice.

   Endless sword practice.

   There are no lazy people here.

  Because you are lazy, you will be expelled from the division.

  Tang Ling tried to be lazy, but the price was that the part-time job was forced to add one year.

  From then on, she has a long memory.

   At least I no longer dare to be lazy on the bright side.

   Have to come secretly.

  In short, the people here are truly extraordinary and free from material pursuits.

   People don’t live like humans anymore.

  Even the president, or the king of silver, has high hopes for her.

   She even hopes that she can take up the banner of guarding the human world in the future, but she really doesn't want to do that.

   And most of the people in Jianzhong don't like her because of her great-grandfather.

   Everyone hates each other, so why get together.

   She put her hands in her pockets and walked down the snow-covered mountain path.

  I saw Mu Qingyou walking up from the mountain with a sword box on her back. She was quite beautiful, with hair as white as snow, and her expression was equally indifferent. She was wearing a thick black coat, the hem of which fluttered in the wind.

  The moment when two people pass each other.

   "This month was supposed to be you guarding the sword pool and guarding the spirit of the ancestors of the past generations."

  Mu Qingyou said suddenly.

  Tang Ling paused slightly, turned her head to look at this senior sister who was inferior in appearance, figure and even in talent, and said calmly, "What's the matter with me? That's your ancestor from generation to generation. I'm just working for Jianzhong."

  She defines herself very clearly, she is a worker.

  伱Have you ever seen employees go to worship the boss's family?

Mu Qingyou snorted, and said expressionlessly: "Does Jianzhong owe you for raising you up? Since you don't like it so much, don't go to the holy place of Jianzhong. You redeem it from here, and every time she comes to be a guest, you have to curry favor with her."

   Tang Ling said coldly: "I don't owe Jianzhong anything."

   After speaking, she left without hesitation.

  Mu Qingyou looked at her back, raised her eyebrows and said, "I read the mission information of the Forest of Return, the owner of that blood mist should be Tang Zijing, right? What else do you have to say now?"

   Tang Ling paused slightly.

   "If you don't like me so much, then defeat me head-on. The extreme thunder you have been thinking about is not a precious thing in my eyes, but why did the teacher choose me to inherit it instead of you?"

  She paused: "I advise you to be a little self-aware. If it weren't for the fact that I don't like this place, and I don't want to curry favor with the president, Jianzhong's contemporary number one title wouldn't be you."

  A sharp cold light flashed in Mu Qingyou's eyes.

   "Finally, I would like to remind you that you are not as good-looking as me. Don't always imitate my makeup, it's too clumsy."

  Tang Ling glanced back at her, with a trace of mockery in her eyes, and turned around to break into the wind and snow.

  Mu Qingyou was silent for a long time, her plump chest rising and falling slightly.

   "Okay, okay, senior sister."

   "Don't get angry with Junior Sister Tang, she is not sensible."

   "That's right, it's just the great-granddaughter of a criminal. What's there to be proud of?"

  There are many fellow students who are practicing swords in the mountain path. Seeing this scene, they rushed over to persuade them.

   Tang Ling ignored the mob, and only then did she remember that there was an unread message on her phone.

   "I found the clue of the Priory. See you at Donghai International Airport at 4:30 this afternoon, and accompany me to kill someone."

  The familiar tone, the tone that cannot be refused, does not feel like an invitation, but like an order.

  For some reason, when Tang Ling saw this sentence, she felt it was more pleasing to the ears than everyone in the Sword Tomb.

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   There was a beep, and the mental fluctuation curve displayed on the instrument tended to be normal.

  Wan Wan opened her eyes: "Sister Wanqiu, are you okay?"

Lin Wanqiu wiped the sweat off her face, her delicate makeup was a little fuzzy, she lowered her head to help the little girl remove the cables attached to her head, and said softly: "It's ok, I performed very well today. Now this At the very least, this instrument can accurately measure the mental fluctuations of the polluters, and it can also stabilize the spirit and alleviate the symptoms of pollution."

   "After your pendant fails, you will take much less natural grass."

  She smiled and said, "You can live to be fifty or sixty years old."

   "Thank you, sister Wanqiu."

  Wan Wan smiled sweetly: "Sister Wanqiu is so kind."

  Lin Wanqiu was silent for a second, then patted her head: "That's what you would say."

  Wan Wan asked curiously: "Sister Wanqiu, where did this instrument come from?"

  Lin Wanqiu was slightly stunned: "I developed it with my friends from the alchemy department based on the notes left by the teacher. It was intended to save a person before, but he probably won't need it now."

  Wan Wan snorted: "Then sister, don't work too hard."

  Lin Wanqiu smiled and hummed.

   "Sister, where is my father? Why is my big brother missing?"

   Wan Wan asked again.

Lin Wanqiu thought about it seriously: "Your father has already gone to the judicial court, because the case needs to be re-investigated, and he is a party involved, so you can't let outsiders get in touch with him casually. But don't worry, his living conditions are not bad now. Back then Comrades and friends will keep him, and he will be fine."

   She lied about this sentence.

  Because it is true that Uncle Mu will not be abused, but he will definitely be questioned one after another and countless times.

  The people in the trial court will definitely squeeze out as much as possible from his mouth during this period of time.

   Or induce and threaten him with words, admit something.

  Maybe he will take the photos of his companion's death and try to interfere with his psychology.

  In short, if there is no problem physically, the mental state must be difficult.

   "Oh, what about big brother?"

  Wan Wan blinked her eyes.

   "He went to collect evidence for your father."

  Lin Wanqiu touched her hair: "I will be back soon, trust him."

  Wan Wan hummed.

  Actually, Lin Wanqiu doesn't know what's wrong with her, maybe it's because she has received too many investigations recently, so that she can't sleep well at night, having nightmares one after another, and being awakened by fear.

  When she woke up, she felt that only that boy could bring her a sense of security.

  After all, the incident in Heiyun Walled City was well known.

  Only he dared to stand up for the polluted people and was furious.

   This is why Lin Wanqiu wanted to be his guardian.

   It is because of that sense of security.

   dong dong.

  At this time, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

  The divination investigation team headed by Li Yijie stood at the door, with a vague smile on his face, and said, "Captain Lin, there is something I need you to come over to assist in the investigation, is it convenient?"

   When he said this, he was slightly taken aback.

  Because he didn't know when this woman got so close to the unclean.

   And still so doting.

"OK."

  Lin Wanqiu quickly recovered her indifferent expression, and didn't even look at the little girl again.

   Stepping on high heels, she walked out the door step by step.

   "What's the matter?"

   "What else can it be, continue to catch the ghost."

"I see."

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  It was the peak tourist season, and the waiting hall of Donghai International Airport was overcrowded. People at all check-in gates were full of long queues, and even formed a big circle, which was quite lively like going to a market.

  Gu Jianlin came out of the public toilet and straightened his appearance in front of the mirror above the sink. Today he was wearing a black sweater with jeans and black sunglasses on his face, just like an ordinary trendy man.

   Because of the human skin mask, the facial lines have changed a lot.

  In the sound of rushing water, he only felt refreshed.

   There was the sound of flushing from the toilet behind, and more than a dozen bottles of the blood of the fallen angels were flushed into the sewer.

  Now he is already at the apex of the third order, only the last ceremony is left for the fourth order.

   It is worth mentioning that the shadow's way of killing ghosts has also been pulled to the third level.

   It is driven by dual-core itself, and both inheritance paths have reached the third level.

   It's a pity that the shadow hasn't hatched yet, so it can't be used for the time being.

  According to the information on the official website of Deep Space.

  The essence of the way of killing ghosts is the ability to perceive time and space, as well as the use of sword skills.

   The first level, ghost, has the ability to blur.

  As the name suggests, it is to virtualize oneself, freely shuttle in the material world, and avoid physical attacks.

  Second stage, shadow ghost, this stage acquires the ability called Smashing Slash.

  The cut blade can tear space, ignore most of the defenses in this world, and after creating a number of space-time rifts, it will collapse and bury a large area of ​​void.

  Third level, Onikiri, this level will master the ability to jump in space, advance, attack, retreat, and defend.

  This is easy to understand, it is pure spatial displacement.

   It's just higher-level than the magician's teleportation technique, and it's more useful.

   And because Gu Jianlin devoured the bone of the candle dragon, he possessed the power of that ancient supreme being.

  The way of killing ghosts has also evolved. After each promotion, the extraordinary ability of the previous level will undergo a qualitative change.

   That is to say, the virtualization of the shadow and the air-shattering slash have been strengthened now!

  I look forward to the day when the shadow wakes up.

At the same time, Qiao Zhuang, who was dressed as an airport worker, walked over and said in a low voice, "Boss, I just found out that a private plane was undergoing inspection five minutes ago and was about to take off. The crew There are twelve people in total, almost all of them are sublimators, and the exact rank is unknown."

  He whispered: "Our team does not have psychics and hexagram masters."

  Gu Jianlin hummed: "I see."

  He suddenly remembered something: "Are you Tier 4?"

  Scholar was shocked, this is such a big thing to be promoted to the fourth rank, how to put it so lightly.

   What you said is the same as if you had dinner today.

   It's outrageous.

  You are the ancient supreme.

  I don’t even count as a servant, we are not at the same level.

   "No, no."

  He bit the bullet and said: "My talent is dull."

   "Complete the promotion as soon as possible, the rank of Tier 3 is still too low."

   Gu Jianlin said calmly.

  The bookman put on a face, the concubine can't do it!

   "Didn't you find another helper today?"

  He questioned lately: "As long as you show a little bit of power, you will..."

  The main purpose of the ancient supreme being in the real world is to adapt to the life and environment here.

   Then learn about the secret weapon that humanity has been preparing for all these years.

  Now there is a president sitting in Fengcheng, and there are even natural disasters.

  Even if the ancient supreme is exposed at this time, it is not a wise choice.

   What's more, the Supreme has just escaped from trouble not long ago.

   "Helpers are available, but they haven't arrived yet."

  Gu Jianlin took out a newly bought second-hand domestic phone with a brand new phone card inserted in it. After dialing a phone number, he quietly waited for the answer: "Hey, where are you?"

  On the phone, Tang Ling's cool and pleasant voice sounded: "It's the eyeliner."

what!

  Gu Jianlin was confused, I asked you to kill people on time, and now you tell me you are putting on makeup.

   For a moment, he felt disgusted.

   Even recalls the fear of being dominated by Youju at one point.

"Oh, what did I think you were asking? I'm in a taxi, and I'll be there in two minutes. When you called me, I was in Jianzhong, which is my teacher's different space. It snows all year round. Every time I go there, my face It takes a lot of makeup."

   Tang Ling responded: "Didn't you say you're going to pretend today?"

  Gu Jianlin breathed a sigh of relief: "Where's Ji Lei?"

   Tang Ling said, "I'm stuffing it in the suitcase."

  Gu Jianlin nodded slightly: "Okay, don't use that unless it is absolutely necessary."

   The two started a location sharing, then put their phones away.

   "Boss, please."

  Scholar honestly handed over a set of staff clothes.

  Gu Jianlin changed his clothes expressionlessly, and asked casually, "How is the pharmacist doing recently?"

  Scholar replied: "It's not bad. The old man has had a good life recently and is looking for the next stronghold."

  Gu Jianlin was very satisfied: "Very well, get him to meet me in downtown Fengcheng, his good days are over."

   It's time to close the little black room.

  The bookman said with fiery eyes, "I am looking forward to that day."

  Gu Jianlin changed into the clothes of the airport staff, lowered the brim of his hat, walked through the terminal building and the security check passage, walked along the elevator all the way to the waiting hall, and saw the plane outside under the huge glass curtain wall.

  A black Land Rover was parked on the side of the road, and a dedicated waiter opened the door.

  Director Li stepped out of the car with a weird smile on his face.

  He was well-dressed, holding a cup of hot coffee in his hand, as if the person who was seriously injured yesterday was not him at all, he lost a bit of embarrassment and funnyness when he was beaten, and added a bit of arrogance and bearing of a superior.

"Line connected."

   He turned and ordered.

  The waiter handed the phone to him respectfully.

  Director Li muttered some kind of riddle in a low voice, as if reporting the situation.

  Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the airport, and the dust flew up, blinding the eyes.

  Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the trees in the distance shook.

   Bang!

  The waiter's head blossomed and he lay down on the ground.

  Director Li was terrified, half of his face was gradually stained with blood.

  Countless silver-white chains stretch across the air, disappearing into nothingness.

  I saw a young man in blue overalls striding forward, his hat was blown away by the wind, exposing the pair of dark pupils under the shadow of the brim of the hat, the whites of his eyes were engulfed in darkness, like the gaze of an evil spirit.

   There was a dark will-o'-the-wisp burning on his forehead, as if he had known him before.

"Hi."

  He said softly: "We meet again."

  【Recommendation ticket】

  【Monthly Pass】

   These two days my physical condition is extremely bad, don’t wait for the second time, I’ll hold back slowly…

  (end of this chapter)