At the same time, on the northern border, with the assistance of the frontier guards, a team of field workers located Granny Yu's fleeing confidants.
The three people in this group all fled with Granny Yu. Unexpectedly, the old witch who seemed to be able to live forever didn't have a notice, and she would die if she said she would die. After escaping from Qingping Town, they hurriedly buried Granny Yu's body, then continued to flee north, and were surrounded when they tried to smuggle out of the country.
The person in charge of the on-site arrest operation held a borrowed horn: "People in the car pay attention, resisting arrest will be dealt with as abuse of special ability, the crime will be aggravated, and you will be jailed!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the surrounded car door pop open suddenly, and one of the suspects stumbled out of the car.
The suspect had shawl-shoulder hair, standing upright against gravity, and his hairstyle looked like a frozen mop. The field staff were shocked by this look, and seven or eight guns were aimed at him at the same time.
"Stop! Don't move! Hold your head and squat... hey?"
The suspect swayed a few times, knelt down with a "plop", and the field agent who called out was taken aback, wondering why the suspect was so cooperative, and his mouth kept wriggling, the left side was still humanoid, and the right half The body has already begun to blur like a shadow.
Immediately afterwards, the suspect opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of dirty blood, the stench was pungent, and all internal organs flowed out along with the dirty blood. In less than half a minute, the suspect vomited himself into an empty sack and fell to the ground dead. It oozes everywhere, and there is a dark red bead in the middle, which is particularly eye-catching.
A field worker leaned over cautiously: "What is this?"
Before he reached out to pick it up, a string of small black characters flowed across the "beads", and they flew up by themselves. All the items at the scene were important evidence, and the field staff rushed to stop them. He supported them with both hands, and a thin barrier blocked the way of the beads. I saw that the bead seemed to be spiritual, and it bumped it tentatively a few times, but it didn't move.
The field worker turned his head and said to his colleague: "Give me an energy barrier..."
"Be careful!"
Before he finished speaking, the bead suddenly burst into black smoke, corroding the barrier in an instant, and then pierced the field worker's eyebrows like a bullet, and then pierced through the back of his head. Amid the panic and roar of the crowd, the bead Fly into the sky and disappear.
This is the northernmost point of the national border. At this time, the local temperature is already more than thirty degrees below zero.
The biting northwest wind whipped up thick snow, and a layer of weird grass sprouts grew on the ground.
Coincidentally.
Near a small island in Southeast Asia, a boat full of smugglers was floating in the port to rest. On the boat, people and fishy smells mixed together, like salted fish pulling a boat. In the middle of the night, a stench stronger than ten cans of herring suddenly permeated the boat, and the people who had already pickled the smell were woken up alive.
A few smugglers scolded and followed the smell, and found a man with scars in the corner.
This person called himself "Snake Skin" and said that he had committed a crime in the South China Sea and was wanted by his country's police.
A stowaway kicked him: "What are you doing... ah!"
The snake skin followed his strength and fell headlong. Everyone saw his image clearly, howled in different accents, and collectively took a big step back. There was actually a vacuum in the small cabin—I saw him from the waist down. It has turned into a loach-like tail, and the cumbersome tail has broken the skin. His eyes are staring, the pupils have dilated, and he is completely dead.
After a while, someone carefully found a stick and poked him. There was a light "poof", and the snake skin cracked. His skin seemed to have lost its elasticity, and it fell off as soon as it was pulled. down.
There was no sound on the smuggling boat. Under the moonlight, the boat was covered with moss, and in the sparkling sea water, it was emerald green.
The headquarters of Yongan's Alien Control Bureau has been overwhelmed by calls from all over the place—
"Report, some plants in the mountain north shelterbelt have out-of-season growth, and unidentified corpses were found nearby, and the abnormal energy level is rated R, please give instructions from the General Administration."
"Three rented houses in Dongchuan were on fire at the same time. There were charred corpses at the scene. They were suspected to be the remnants of Yue Degong's party. The cause of death is unclear... Uh, how many people? If, how many—wait for the leader, we have to confirm again. This The number of arms and legs does not match the number of heads!"
"We have been tracking a small group suspected of being a cult for the past few days. The sub-bureau has just issued an arrest order. Before we can do anything, several suspects exploded and died at the same time. The energy level at the scene exceeds our processing authority... A dead cherry blossom tree at the door suddenly appeared, and it was still full of flowers."
An abnormal phenomenon accompanied by a large-scale abnormal energy reaction appeared, and the second boot finally fell.
Everywhere there's been a case like a blind man—
"First of all, there are unexplained deaths. Most of the dead are 'special abilities', and there are a few ordinary people. The corpses are all separated from the flesh. If the deceased is a special ability person, some non-human characteristics will appear on the corpse. Second, more Reported from the ground that similar dark red beads were observed. This thing seems to have certain intelligence after it leaves the corpse. It will attack people who try to intercept it, and it is very lethal. Finally, plants within a certain range near the corpse will grow out of season, Abnormal prosperity, other information needs to be further compiled.”
"Sudden death, fake demon pills, and... tsk, I will never say that I am 'everyone loves me, flowers bloom when I see them'." Xuan Ji zoomed in on a photo of the scene that had just been sent, and saw that it was a piece of snow On the ground, large groups of peonies bloomed crowdedly, growing beside the corpse, looking very strange, like a natural wreath.
"Wait a minute, I don't understand," Wang Ze said, "Isn't it generally only when auspicious or mythical beasts are in bloom? Isn't the villain all in the configuration of 'dead plants and dead plants'... No, what did I say wrong? Director Xuan, look at me!" What am I doing?"
Sheng Lingyuan, who has the effect of "withered plants and trees when appearing on the stage", interjected: "Flowers blooming and withering represent the time of day. When there are natural treasures or auspicious signs born, they often disturb the surrounding weather because of their strong breath. It is an auspicious sign, but the folklore is just adding oil and vinegar, and gradually "flowers blooming" represents extraordinary."
"To put it simply, you can understand it as energy flow," Xuan Ji said. "Plants will show abnormal vitality when they are affected by a certain kind of special energy. They will bloom, and when the energy is sucked away, they will die."
"Leader," at this time, a field worker ran over to report, "We just checked the body of 'Yinyi' and found a very strange phenomenon—his body temperature dropped sharply after death, and the rate of stiffness and decay was much faster than that of ordinary corpses. Within minutes, the 'special energy' reaction on my body was almost gone."
Within a period of time after the death of a superhuman, the energy response can be detected in the corpse-energy loss takes time, and it takes a while to cool a cup of hot water. Xiao Zheng was taken aback: "Before death, the abnormal energy rose sharply, and the body showed atavism, but after death, the special energy reaction disappeared immediately, and the temperature of the corpse dropped rapidly. How does this sound like..."
Wang Ze answered: "It's as if they were refined by someone, first condensed into the essence, and then swallowed clean?"
Xiao Zheng: "...shut up."
So where did those beads go? Sucked away by who... or rather, by what
When Xiao Zheng thought of this, his scalp went numb.
Xuan Ji asked, "Who are the dead?"
"Judging from the current reported situation, many of them are wanted or have criminal records." A field worker in charge of summarizing the situation replied, "It's strange... Is this a vigilante police?"
"Leader," at this time, Dr. Wang from the Ancient Books Restoration Department came downstairs panting with his long neck, "All the information on the Biquanshan ancient tomb..."
Dr. Wang also knew that the matter was of great importance, and he might have turned on his own maximum horsepower and crawled here in a running posture. Before he finished shouting, the folder in his arms was swept away by a burst of black mist.
Sheng Lingyuan rushed to his side in the blink of an eye, and took the folder in his hand: "Thank you."
Dr. Wang "runs" too quickly, the reflex arc can't keep up, and he doesn't know what's in his hand, so he keeps the inertia and "rushes" forward: "... I'm calling here urgently!"
Xuan Ji: "..."
This broken unit doesn't give him any face at all.
Sheng Lingyuan found a quiet meeting room, quickly skipped the nonsense of various "experts", and found photos of the unearthed objects from the ancient tomb.
"I know about this. It was unearthed thirty years ago." Xuan Ji followed and took a chance to strike up a conversation with him.
Sheng Lingyuan ignored him.
Xuan Ji said a word, and moved forward secretly: "When I just left Chiyuan to go to college, I specially minored in a major for it, borrowed all the materials, and even went to the museum to see. There is nothing in the tomb. Things, the owner of the tomb is so dead that there is nothing left, and the unearthed things are all ordinary utensils from the past, and most of the monster characters on them are the content of the tomb sacrifice, which has no practical significance."
When he said this, his shoulder had already touched Sheng Lingyuan tentatively.
Sheng Lingyuan raised his head expressionlessly.
Xuan Ji pretended nothing happened again, and moved a centimeter to the side. The most educated bird in the world said: "Although other memories are sealed by the Nirvana Stone, I still know the words."
When Sheng Lingyuan's eyes were soft, they were like a pair of deep pools, deep and hollow under the warm waves, nothing could be seen, no bottom.
At this time, it was cold, but it was like a pool of water had been drained, revealing the background color. It's neither gentle nor approachable anymore, and it's full of impatience and "get away".
Xuan Ji suddenly thought: "Only I have seen this expression."
His heart became hot, and he had an idea, and after showing off his cuteness, he took the opportunity to sell his misery: "Really, the Nirvana Stone only seals sad things, not common sense."
Sheng Lingyuan stared at him for a while, and finally spoke - although it was a sneer: "Excuse me, do you still have common sense?"
"Not too much, talk is better than nothing," Xuan Ji got a straight look, pouted his nose and face, while feeling that it is still useful to sell miserably, while sticking to it, "Your Majesty, please advise."
Sheng Lingyuan picked out one of the photos. It was an octagonal iron plate with small characters engraved on it: "What is this?"
Xuan Ji: "The Card of Life and Death."
The customs of the monster race are different from those of the human race, especially some spiritual creatures. After death, the corpse is also a treasure. They are afraid that people will insult the remains. Their tombs are very hidden, and there are usually no tombstones and signs. Birth and death dates, last words and epitaphs are all engraved and hung on the corpse, also called "life and death cards", which are similar to the tombstones of the human race.
Sheng Lingyuan: "The owner of the tomb was born in the year the Demon King died, and died ten years later, without a name."
"After the Chiyuan fire was extinguished, the aura became thinner again, and many little demons with congenital defects died young." Xuan Ji thought for a while, and then said, "As for names... I remember that monster races are different from people. They usually don't have names before they reach adulthood. If the owner of the tomb died at the age of ten, he might still be a baby in some clans, and it’s normal that he didn’t have time to name it.”
"Your clan is savage by nature, ignorant of ethics and education, and treats young children without names as objects. When you are in trouble, being caught and eaten by other big monsters is not considered fratricide," Sheng Lingyuan said coldly, "Qizheng Ten years later, the fire in Chiyuan was extinguished, and the pure-blood demon clan almost disappeared. The body of such a little demon is similar to the treasures of heaven and earth, so why can he be buried safely? Give him a name?"
Xuan Ji grew up in a human race. Although he grew up like a bird, he still has a "human" way of thinking. All he knew about the monster race came from the "Illustrated Book of Thousand Monsters" except from the battlefield. He was stunned for a while. .
Sheng Lingyuan threw the folder into his arms: "I'll go to Biquan Mountain."
"I'll go too!" Xuan Ji came back to her senses, chased after him relentlessly, and said cheekily, "I don't take a plane, it's not far away, I'll take you there directly—hey, Lingyuan Lingyuan, did you just now? Talk to me, say a few more words..."
As soon as Sheng Lingyuan turned his back to him, the indifferent expression on his face disappeared, and he was thoughtful.
The Nirvana Stone... By the way, Xuan Ji claimed to have "lived for three thousand years", and has seen all the storms in the world. It sounds very powerful, but calculated, the Nirvana Stone will be reshaped every two hundred years on average.
According to Sheng Lingyuan's understanding of Xuan Ji, when his memory was sealed, he should have been a heartless two hundred and five, and he was not good at thinking about forbidden techniques and the like. Then "Mount Oath" was conceived in the gap between the crushing of the Nirvana Stone and the reshaping, and this period of time will not be too long.
The Nirvana Stone has been broken thirty-five times in total, which is quite a number. During this period, there should be traces of who he met and where he went.
Sheng Lingyuan said heartily: "I don't believe he can come up with any unsolvable forbidden technique."
At this time, due to the unexpected situation, all relevant personnel of the Alien Control Bureau received an R-level event warning.
Sheng Lingyuan and the others were about to leave when they suddenly heard Wang Ze shouting loudly: "Captain Yan?"
Yan Qiushan supported the cane in one hand, and hugged Zhichun Doll in the other: "I saw the warning notice."
"It has nothing to do with the sick and wounded number," Xiao Zheng said, "Besides, you are no longer a staff member..."
Yan Qiushan waved his hand and interrupted him: "You ask them to search the scene, is there anything similar around the deceased—"
As he spoke, he raised his mobile phone and revealed a totem—dragon head, snake body, tiger and leopard tail, with wings on his back.