~~I'm going, sorry, I was just about to prepare for the invention of the day, only to find that today's post is not finished yet, so I'll make it up before 12 o'clock...
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Night, eleven fifteen.
The magic capital is still brightly lit, a place where miracles are happening every day. Countless construction sites work day and night to add to this steel forest, and at night, it is the most active time for all projects.
Because slag trucks can only enter the city at night.
Dade District, Haitian Yise construction site.
The huge boom shines with dazzling searchlights, like a bright beacon in the dark night. All the doors of the project area were opened, and countless slag trucks entered and exited the site in an orderly manner under the supervision of the monitoring personnel. There were pale searchlights around, pulling out ghostly shadows. Make it all look like a mourning hall.
"Hurry up! Turn left, turn left!" A person in charge of the scene wearing a helmet shouted loudly with a horn. Right in front of him, more than a dozen slag trucks were lined up for the final inspection.
"Zheng Gong, drink some water." A thermos cup was handed over from the side, Zheng Gong put down his trumpet, and took a mouthful of warm water into his throat, letting out a long sigh of relief.
How can it be so easy to make money... He looked at the crowded scene with emotion, and shook his head silently.
In every community in Modu, there is no need to worry that no one will buy it, and there are more and more rich people, more and more savage tastes, green area, various benefits, parking spaces... Their community is positioned as a mid-to-high-end community, Party A urged It was tight, and they even pushed the sale date ahead privately. Now they can be said to be around the clock, and they can't even turn around.
Paper is expensive in Luoyang, it's not easy to live... He sighed and was about to put down the cup when suddenly, his pupils shrank fiercely.
Thinking he had read it wrong, he rubbed his eyes and looked at it carefully for two seconds. He gasped abruptly, and pulled the apprentice beside him: "Look at... Unit A is there... is there someone?"
His voice was trembling, and now the roof of the building is not sealed, and it is full of steel bars.
But... he happened to... saw a figure.
The apprentice is a young man wearing a yellow hard hat. Squinting his eyes and looking at him, he also gasped for breath. When he turned to look at Zheng Gong, he could only nod his head desperately, and his words were incomplete.
"There are people! There are really people!!"
The figure, covered in snow-white, seemed to be empty and slow, but it was standing on the roof like a lightning rod. Standing impartially under the bright moon makes people feel an inexplicable chill.
Who can go up
Why go up
Zheng Gong's Adam's apple moved fiercely, and he shouted suddenly, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and notify Chen who is in charge of Building No. 1 - FUCKING NEMMA!!!"
Before he finished speaking, he was already madly rushing towards the construction site of Building 1.
Because just now, the figure took a step forward.
From that sharp steel bar, it was like going downstairs, stepping into the void ahead. That figure, like a white petal, fell down suddenly.
Zheng Gong's eyes were already red with anxiety. Yes, it was none of his business that this person jumped off the building. However, once such an accident occurs, the entire construction site will usher in a long period of self-correction and self-examination, and the date they receive their wages will be extended indefinitely. It can be said that no one on the construction site wants a safety accident!
Not to mention him, the apprentice beside him also ran over desperately. Now both of them are in a mess. So much so that he ran straight into the driveway without realizing it.
Dudu Dudu! The sharp braking sound suddenly sounded ahead, and the two headlights lit up like the eyes of hell. Zheng Gong was so frightened in an instant that he stood in the center in a daze, and his entire body was in a sluggish state due to the excessive fright.
"What's the matter?" A man's voice came from the car, a little cold, but not displeased.
Very peaceful.
Calmly like looking at a dead man.
This sound finally pulled Zheng Gong's thinking back, his whole body was shaking, and his Adam's apple was shaking. For the rest of his life, Fang felt that his vest was icy cold. His legs were weak and he almost squatted down in the street.
At this moment, he suddenly saw the vehicle number.
"Building No. 1..." He clutched his still beating heart and trembled, "Are you... the slag truck of Building No. 1?"
no answer.
"Did you see it?!" Zheng Gong desperately raised his head and squinted at the car window, but unfortunately, the headlights were too bright, and he couldn't see anything.
"See what?" There was finally a response from the car, and the voice was still dull.
"Someone... someone jumped from the roof!! Haven't you seen such a big thing!!" Zheng Gong finally roared out, perhaps because of excessive shock, perhaps because of the horror of life and death just now, or because the other party was too The calm voice and various entanglements and conflicts caused his negative emotions to burst out instantly.
Swipe... The headlights finally went out.
Suddenly, the light source shining in front of him went out, bringing an instant darkness. The eye is automatically adjusting the light source and clarity. At this moment, a smiling voice came from the car: "Who jumped off the building?"
"Is it me?"
The next second, Zheng Gong shuddered, his pupils shrank sharply, his eyes fixed on the car window, his whole body trembled, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't say a word.
"Ah... ah..." His hand trembled like a stroke, raised it slightly, and pointed to the window. However, the terror beyond common sense made him temporarily lose his voice.
That's not a person... nor a car!
After the slag truck, it should be loaded with construction debris, and now... full of wreaths!
And the person in the driver's seat. It is a man who wears a white lotus crown and cannot distinguish between men and women.
His face was pale, and his blush was scary, like an actor walking down from a costume stage. Two streamers hung down from the white lotus crown, and Qiqiao looked at Zheng Gong with blood. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The hand beside his mouth was holding a white impatiens flower.
"what!!!"
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"Dade District, metamorphosis-level Yin Qi, three million!" In the Magic Capital, an investigator from the Special Investigation Department said with a dignified expression.
"Gaolan District, metaplastic-level yin qi, 4.2 million." "Xishan District, metaplastic-level yin qi, 4.8 million!" "Tianhu District, metaplastic-level yin qi, three paths, fluctuating greatly , currently undetectable."
The Magic Capital Special Investigation Office, the country's top science and technology investigation office, is full of futuristic sci-fi. The screen of the desktop computer is as thin as paper, and the various instruments carry a strong futuristic element. If someone accidentally steps in here, I am afraid they will think that they have entered the world of men in black.
In front of each computer, investigators are like enemies. Right in front of them, the high-definition real-time surveillance screens of the entire city of Modu are constantly switching. One after another red logos outline the silhouettes wrapped in Yin Qi. Behind them, Zhang Junliang, secretary of the Mocheng Municipal Committee, Ji Changqing, the mayor, Ma Youcai, deputy secretary, and Zheng Shuguo, director of the Special Investigation Department, were on the list.
"How many identifiable targets are there at present?" No one spoke, and the atmosphere of the entire investigation office was extremely depressed. Zheng Shuguo narrowed his eyes and asked the first question.
What answered him was the sound of a keyboard tapping.
It took three seconds for someone to answer: "Sixty-five metamorphosis-level Yin Qi, seven of which are prefects, and the rest are judges."
Zhang Junliang pouted fiercely, which made the decree lines on the corner of his mouth even deeper. If it wasn't for his excellent self-restraint, he would have scolded him long ago.
Sixty-five... Now that it's been 24 hours since yesterday's meeting, there are actually 65 transfiguration-level ghosts descending! And it keeps increasing!
The Seventy-Three Immortals... The name came to his mind. The Seventy-Three Immortals that were questioned in history actually existed! And he didn't hide his tracks at all!
Bai Fengxian who appeared on the construction site, Xiang Niang, who is a sculpture, galloping and galloping, a childless girl floating on the national road without a head... The legendary ghosts appeared one by one.
This is the last batch of Specter since the founding of the People's Republic of China... Since then, the whole country has been prosperous, the country is prosperous, and there is no longer a place for feudal superstition. I thought... the past is over, everything is buried in history, but I didn't expect... Today, they have come back!
Zheng Shuguo swept his eyes across the screens, and sent out orders one by one in an orderly manner: "Keep in touch with the underworld at any time... When will King Yan and King Zhao arrive?"
"One more hour, my lord!"
"Before they arrive, activate the supernatural warning line! The spiritual disaster has just passed, and the citizens should know what this means."
"Also, group A will immediately track the source of their yin qi! Group B, notify the city radio and television, and immediately broadcast the notice of no entry and exit!"
"Team CD, liaise with the army, and pull up the spiritual protection line! Do a good job in the protection of every community and every resident gathering place!"
It took more than ten minutes for his order to be issued. His eyes finally turned to the big screen in the center.
That's Pudong District.
Oriental Pearl TV Tower.
All the yin qi at present, all gathered there. And there... it was so strange that there was no trace of yin!
The extremely strong contrast did not give Zheng Shuguo a sense of security. Instead, he stared at the top of the Oriental Pearl TV Tower, to be precise... the top.
All day today, starting in the morning, the city has been notified of a one-day ban. The revolving restaurant at the top of the Oriental Pearl TV Tower, such a famous punch-in location, will naturally not be open.
No one can. Whoever dares, Zhang Junliang's whip will be drawn immediately!
However... Now, here, someone.
There is a person who can't see his body clearly, no matter from any angle or any light, the photograph is just blurry.
He sat quietly at the table with several red wines on the table—the 10,000-fold telescope of satellite surveillance could even see the sign of sake, but he still couldn't see who it was, whether it was young or old, whether it was a man or a woman.
He just sat there quietly, as if waiting for a long-lost friend.
"Heh..." Zheng Shuguo closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly.
This figure... just glanced at it, obviously there is no yin, but it seems that his soul is boiling!
This is... a monster!
Suppressing the fluctuating mood, he turned to look at the map of the magic capital. The dozens of red dots above had already approached the Oriental Pearl TV Tower in a short time.
"Come on..." He put his hands together and said softly, "The remnants of Yiguandao... Let me see, after decades, whether you still have the ability to make waves in the land of China!"
Even if it is death, everyone here must do their best to defend the dignity of the motherland!