The helpless Hanzi Sword can only receive his life.

However, there was a very big uneasiness in his heart.

But where this uneasy premonition will come from, Han Zijian doesn't know for a while.

So he said from the bottom of his heart that he didn't want to take these girls and Tie Yunyan to go into danger together.

However, how could Tie Yunyan be willing to leave Hanzijian half a step away.

After lunch, the 13 members of the special operations team were all equipped and ready to set off.

Everyone wears the latest light and thin body armor, and in addition to the egg-proof clothing, it is a black coat that can prevent rain and insects, black clothes, and black hats.

Seeing Han Zijian, Tie Yunyan and Gan Tongtong, the three of them, not only wore black night clothes outside the egg-proof clothes, but also held a cold weapon in their hands, Leng Ling'er immediately came to grab it.

She first snatched the cold iron and cold heart sword of the Hanzi sword, drew the sword like a decent one, and compared it.

After taking Tie Yunyan's silver-handled spear, Leng Ling'er was clumsy and couldn't play.

After returning the silver gun, she pouted, went to snatch Gan Tongtong's jade dog beating stick, and then gently pumped two sticks behind Hanzi's sword stock.

After throwing the dog-beating stick to Gan Tongtong, Leng Ling'er hugged her fist towards Hanzijian in a serious manner:

"Han Daxia, Ling'er too. ”

It's been a long time since I've seen Leng Ling'er so happy, Han Zijian couldn't help laughing on the spot, turned around and took a black Linglong Chong from Chen Zhonghua's arms, and handed it to Leng Ling'er.

"I want your sword," Leng Ling'er continued to pout unhappily.

"Hey, do you know how to play?" Tie Yunyan asked with a smile next to her.

"I haven't seen Zijian play with swords," Leng Ling'er pointed at Hanzijian and replied with a squinting smile.

Seeing Leng Ling'er smiling like a flower, Han Zijian was even happier in his heart, he thought about it, and used the childlike fun of showing everyone confidence, and shouted softly: "Everyone stand back!"

Seeing that everyone quickly retreated, Hanzi's sword body twisted, and he rose to the sky, only to see that after the iron sword in his hand was unsheathed, it was immediately like a thin dragon flying, and in a cold sword wind, a string of dragon chanting sounds, around the air.

Suddenly, in the courtyard of the headquarters shrouded by sword qi, a strong wind immediately flew sideways.

Without waiting for everyone to see it clearly, the Hanzi Sword, which had already rushed to a height of more than twenty meters, turned around and roared in the air, twisted the blade of the sword and pounced fiercely.

Immediately, a beam of sword qi carrying Gangfeng killed the old plantain tree, which had more than a dozen plantain green leaves and high annual rings.

In the dazzle, after everyone present only heard a 'buzz', the old tree covered with brown linen and thick bowl mouth was neatly split in half from the beginning to the end.

At this moment, among the people present, only Tie Yunyan and Gan Tongtong were proud, and they didn't think it was strange.

The others, under the leadership of Tie Guoxing and Xie Ruolan, all applauded with thunderous applause.

rushed over and stretched out his palms, which had already been slapped red, Leng Ling'er reached Han Zijian's face before he remembered that he suddenly stopped his palm.

Half-raising her hands like this, Leng Ling'er tilted her head and stared at Han Zijian's eyes as if she were looking at an alien, and asked in surprise:

"Zijian, you are bad, this is called unfathomable, hidden deeply, you have hidden it from me, you have been hiding it from everyone for so long..."

Seeing that Han Zijian was silent with a smile, Tie Yunyan came to hug Leng Ling'er, and proudly showed off: "How is it, my family's sword is powerful? ”

"Humph!"

Leng Ling'er was so angry that she snorted again, and after she glanced back at Tie Yunyan sourly, she was still overjoyed.

After boosting morale, Han Zijian took his comrades to say goodbye, and then divided into two private dark green business vehicles and set off.

Tonight's opportunity to catch ghosts is only once a year, and in order to be safe, they did not enter from the direction of Stone Town, but went around in a big circle, and first went to the Runzhou border in the opposite direction.

After checking everyone's equipment again at the bottom of the mountain and repeating the task again, the thirteen people divided into two groups and quietly went up to the 'Yin Yang Mountain' under the cover of the dense forest.

Before it was dark, Han Zijian took Tie Yunyan, Leng Ling'er, Gan Tongtong, Huang Weiwei, Chang Xiaochun, and Chen Zhonghua to the sinkhole in the Sunu Peak, and the ambush was completed.

The other six comrades were divided into three groups after going up the mountain.

They worked in pairs, according to the route set by Hanzijian in advance, and ambushed in turn on the three roads that must be passed under the mountain from the direction of Stone Town.

These three groups of six people are all powerful firepower configuration and special frequency communication tools.

Their task is very simple, if they find anything suspicious, they report it immediately.

If, by chance, the evil ghost escapes from the mountain, he must intercept it at all costs and kill him on the spot.

Ten meters outside the stone pit of Sunu Peak, surrounded by dense Tasong, Tie Yunyan was buried in a thick pile of dead leaves with Leng Ling'er.

Holding Tie Yunyan's mobile phone, after watching the video of the ten miserable girl bones in this stone pit, Leng Ling'er was so heartbroken that she shed tears while gritting her teeth and scolded softly:

"If I can catch this evil ghost beast today, I will fight to disobey the order, I don't want a police uniform, and I must break it into thousands of pieces here, and cut it with thousands of knives to pay tribute to these ten wronged children!"

At this time, in the dim dense forest, Han Zijian could no longer see the traces of other comrades.

"Where are you going to hide? Don't leave our sight!" Tie Yunyan, who was tightly wrapped in black clothes, poked her head out of the dead leaves, and she asked with a grin.

Hanzi Jian, who was sitting cross-legged beside the two of them with a sword in one hand, grabbed a piece of dry and smiled lightly, and then pointed to a thick tower pine top.

"Zijian, I'm going to go down to kill ghosts with you, with a slight shudder, Tie Yunyan wiped her silver-handled spear with her sleeve.

"I'm going too," Leng Ling'er looked at Han Zijian, and also gently wiped the body of the gun in her hug with her sleeve.

After gently tapping the black brim of Tie Yunyan and Leng Ling'er with the hilt of his sword, Han Zijian glared and said:

"You two obediently, the bottom of the sinkhole is too small, one more will be my burden, the six of you are responsible for blocking the top of the pit with firepower, if you are lucky today, once the evil ghost enters the pit, it will be the time of death. ”

"Okay, then you have to be careful, in case that evil ghost also has a gun," Tie Yunyan looked at the darkening night, and she muttered another remonstrance.

"Don't worry, if you can't beat it, I'll just run in the air, and then you can just da-

Tie Yunyan and Leng Ling'er were amused by the coolness of Han Zijian at the same time, and the first round of fireworks to welcome the Mid-Autumn Festival and celebrate the country rose in the sky above Stone Town in the distance.

In an instant, the fire trees and silver flowers filled the city with colorful air, and there was a crackling sound of fireworks exploding.

At this moment, in Stone City, whether it is singing and dancing or the dark tide surging, Han Zijian doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know.

He only knew that the evil aura on the top of this Sunu Peak was constantly thickening, and the cold aura that came out of the stone pit in front of him, which was hiding evil and pressing down on ten small souls, had become more and more penetrating.

"Quack..."

"Twitter..."

In the silent darkness.

In a series of eerie and creepy crows, Han Zijian got up and approached and bowed his head, he kissed Tie Yunyan's forehead, and after pulling Leng Ling'er's cold hand, he flew up to the branch of the tree on the top of the tower.

"All of them are there, immediately enter the first level of combat readiness, and prohibit movement and silence!"

After sending the order, Han Zijian's headset quietly did not need to reply.

Sitting cross-legged in the big tree branch, Hanzi Jian put the cold iron and cold heart sword on his knees, and gently pressed his hands around and down, immediately letting the qi sink into the dantian and enter a state of pranayama with his eyes closed.

At this moment, his heart is as calm as water, and he has become one with this mountain, this forest, and this air.

At this moment, the quiet fall of the leaves, and the love-hate entanglement of the three crickets, could not escape his ears.

In the midst of their hard waiting, Han Zijian had been meditating for more than four hours.

At this moment, the bright moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival is empty.

The temperature in the forest, unconsciously, plummeted a lot, and the bright moon projected through the gaps in the leaves, but it was cold.

Suddenly, there was a voice in everyone's headsets, softly:

"A black shadow, in a flash, has gone up the mountain!"

Han Zijian shook suddenly, he opened his eyes, and immediately, a series of rapid light steps came from the mountainside.

Hanzijian's deep cry had not yet ended, and the string of footsteps, like a ghost, had rushed to the top of the mountain and rushed to the edge of the sinkhole of Sunu Peak.

This time, Han Zijian saw clearly, and behind this ghost, there was also a large package on his back.

Hold your breath and look closely, there is a large living creature in this package, which is gently wriggling.

Han Zijian was shocked and delighted, and couldn't help but admire, this evil ghost's light skills, I'm afraid he may not be as good as it.

I saw that the evil ghost dressed in black and wearing a black hood twisted his thick waist, glanced behind him, and then jumped into the air and jumped directly to the bottom of the pit more than forty meters deep.

Haha, ghost day, you've finally thrown yourself into the net.

Without the slightest sluggishness, Hanzijian flicked his feet violently, and immediately flew out of the treetops, rushing straight to the edge of the sinkhole, and then shouted roughly:

"Closed !!"

The comrades who were lying in ambush around were already holding their breath and preparing to go.

"Yes!"

In a loud and neat response, the comrades immediately followed the sound, loaded their eggs, opened the muzzle of the gun, sealed the deep stone pit from all directions, and opened the Fa Deacon recorder in front of them together.

At the same time, the strong light at the top of the six exquisite W rushes immediately brightens the bottom of the pit of ten square meters as bright as day.

Uncontrollable ecstasy.

Han Zijian took the new Linglong W Chong in Leng Ling'er's hand, he first clicked, clicked, and swept two shuttles angrily towards the pit wall of the stone pit as a warning.

Then the Linglong W was replaced with **, and after handing it to Leng Ling'er again, Han Zijian was so guilty that he attached it to her ear, and said softly: "I'm sorry Ling'er!"

In Leng Ling'er's inexplicable big eyes flickering, in Tie Yunyan's "Zijian be careful, don't underestimate the enemy", Han Zijian raised his sword with one hand, his feet were padded, and he had already fluttered down the stone pit.

"Old brute, take off your filthy face cloth first!" said Hanzi Jian after landing on the ground, pointing at the evil ghost with his scabbard, and shouted sternly.

Looking up at the fire blockade net at the top of the pit, the evil ghost sighed heavily, and after a trace of despair appeared in his eyes, a cold murderous aura immediately emerged.

Taking two steps back, the black-clothed demon stared at Hanzi Jian tightly, and after he slowly untied the parcel belt in front of him, a little girl with a cloak and a sheet wrapped in a sheet, who had been frightened into a delirium, immediately rolled down into the thick dead leaves.

This poor little girl, wearing a little white dress embroidered with silk, is really still a flower and moon, and her pale pretty face is full of tears at this time.

It may be that he has been frightened and his soul is flying, this stupid child, lying on the pile of dead leaves at this moment, looking at Hanzi Jian and the evil ghost with an extremely frightened look.

When the evil ghost came to take off the face cloth again to distract himself, Han Zijian took a quick step, and after snatching the little girl, he flicked his legs again, and immediately advanced the child and rose into the air.

There is no need to reach the top of the pit at all, and after throwing this little girl to Tie Yunyan in the rising mid-air, Hanzi Jian directly did a somersault and returned to the bottom of the pit...