Early the next morning, when we were still sleeping, a plane slowly landed on the tarmac of Yangcheng Airport. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was a small plane with no passengers on it, and the plane was not owned by the airline, except for the forty-nine words printed on the fuselage.

The cabin door opened, and three people came out of it.

The leader was a tall white fat man, although he was smiling on his round face at this time, but with a strong anger on his body, he was obviously in a bad mood.

He was followed by two people, one of them was quite tall, but he had a yin and yang face, one face was black and white, the left face was black and the right face was white, the white one was like a white piece of paper, and the black one was like an African.

The other is much more normal, with a height of one meter seventy-five, with a small flat head, which looks very ordinary, and even makes people ignore his existence unconsciously.

There were still a few people standing outside the plane, and they were here to pick them up, and these people had been waiting for more than two people, and when they saw the white fat man, they got off the plane and hurriedly walked over.

The leader was a middle-aged man in a suit, his face was quite pale, he saw the white fat man get off the plane, and just wanted to step forward to say something, but saw the white fat man wave his hand and stop him from saying something he hadn't yet spoken.

"Luo Bingshen, I know what you want to say, you should know that if something happens to the dragon burial ground, we won't be able to eat and walk around, I don't care if you are sick as a child or a sick mother, in short, you are no longer the director of the South China Regional Investigation Division of the 49th Bureau now, as for who will take over, wait for the above research decision." ”

After the white fat man finished speaking, the middle-aged Luo Bingshen's face was even more ugly.

The yin and yang face made a helpless expression behind Zheng Fatzi.

"Yes, Zheng Ju. Although Luo Bingshen was unwilling, he was indeed at fault, and no matter how big the punishment was, he could only admit it.

"Zheng Ju, what should we do next?" Luo Bingshen asked.

"What's the situation now? Have you acted rashly?" asked Director Zheng, the fat white man.

"No, I received your notice that I rushed back from Longhu Mountain overnight, and I haven't had time to act yet. ”

"It's not too stupid not to take action, by the way, your old mother and children are all poisoned, right?" said the white fat man with a confident face, obviously confident.

"That's right, I didn't feel right when I was sent to the hospital, and I was really poisoned when I checked it, so... So I left my post for two days. Luo Bingshen was obviously quite unbearable, and his face turned a little red.

"Yes, you, a filial son, let the family calculate and come and go, and the director has to come out in person. ”

Luo Bingshen was speechless, he should have discovered that something was wrong there a long time ago, but before someone disappeared, Luo Bingshen's mother and children all fell ill, and later they were poisoned after examination.

Luo Bingshen learned from Longhu Mountain, so when he found that he couldn't cure the poison, he decisively took his relatives to Longhu Mountain to find someone to help.

The secret of the dragon burial ground, that is, the newly developed real estate, is only known to Luo Bingshen, the director of the South China Division of the 49th Bureau, who is not in charge here, and his subordinates are just routinely reported as ordinary human disappearances, so they come and go, and the archivist of the General Bureau is also a newcomer, so it has been delayed a lot.

Luo Bingshen has arrested a lot of evil demons over the years, and it is normal for someone to retaliate in private, so he didn't think about someone deliberately diverting him, until he received a call from Zheng Ju in Longhu Mountain, and then he understood that he was being tricked.

"What's going on now, is there anyone who continues to go missing?" asked Director Zheng.

"Two more disappeared the night before yesterday, and they were found yesterday, and there were no reports of missing people yesterday. ”

"By the way, Zheng Ju, Yuanyang Real Estate, that is, the company that develops the real estate, has also found people to come over to help, what is our attitude towards those people? As usual?" Luo Bingshen asked.

"First of all, tell me who their company invited this time?"

"There are Tiegui Immortal Marxist-Leninist of the Eight Immortals Sect, as well as Wang Fengjiu of Sanqing Mountain, as well as Jingyue Shitai of Emei and her apprentice Zhang Qiong, in addition to the young master of the paper gate, the murderer Bian Pao and a kid from the Northeast, who is called Rujia, and is also a Taoist. Luo Bingshen replied.

"This time there is a shortage of manpower, there have been supernatural events in various places recently, our manpower has been overstretched, this time Feng Cannon They have gone to the northeast, and our hometown must also be guarded, so only a few of us have come, the enemy situation is unknown, and the number is unknown, so these people from Yuanyang have to be recruited and transferred. Zheng Fatzi said with a deep groan.

"Northeast? Zheng Bureau, what are they doing in the Northeast?"

"The Oriental people want to do things in the old forest of Changbai Mountain, and the cannon has already led people to do them, and your leisure is quickly collected, our side is in a lot of trouble than them, and there is a restaurant on the way, and the stomach is very hungry in the middle of the night. After Zheng Fatzi finished talking about business, he suddenly showed his original form.

"I didn't eat either, so we happened to be together. ”

"You still want to eat?!Poke me such a big basket and still want to eat, hungry you. Zheng Fatzi glared at the smiling Luo Bingshen angrily and scolded angrily.

After saying that, the group got into a black car and went straight to the construction site, of course, they had to find a place to fill their stomachs first.

The forty-ninth bureau corresponds to the ancient Si Tianjian, but now the science and technology are blooming, and the Tao is not prosperous, and the country does not want to reveal the existence of demons and monsters to the public, so you will definitely not find this department on the list of political axe departments or on the website.

Zheng Fatzi, formerly known as Zheng Jingren, deputy director of the 49th Bureau, is 176 tall and weighs 308, which school is unknown, what exercises he is good at is unknown, after premeditation, no one who can play with him can play with him.

Yin and yang face, the guy who slapped the table last night was him, his name is Zuo Xing, and people who are familiar with him call him Zuo Liuzi, this guy wanted to lead his subordinates over last night, but he didn't expect to be found by Zheng Fatzi and stopped, he and Luo Bingshen are good friends, iron buddy.

The one with no sense of existence is called Jiugong, no one knows what his surname is, he is skilled, his skills are extraordinary, and he himself has no sense of existence, so he is also the strongest thug under Zheng Fatzi, and he is the role of the safflower double stick in the gang.

As for Luo Bingshen, he is a disciple of the Heavenly Master Dao of Longhu Mountain, and his skills are also very good, so he served as the director of the Investigation Department of the 49th Bureau in South China.

Not to mention the forty-nine bureau officials who were eating, I had already woken up at this time, and was sitting with the side guns and them to discuss things.

"You said you did the assassination last night?" Zhang Qiong asked, sitting at the table with wide eyes.

"That's right, this is it, be careful, it's coated with the strongest corpse water. With that, the side cannon took out a few darts and threw them on the table, making a clanging sound.

"Sure enough, it's corpse water. Wang Fengjiu picked up a dart and put it under his nose and sniffed it, choking on a sneeze and then said.

"But what are you doing in the mountains at night?" asked Zhang Qiong.

"I always felt that the mountain was wrong and there was a problem, but I didn't find anything wrong, so we went to the mountain at night to investigate, but we didn't expect to encounter an assassination. I said.

Zhang Qiong pursed her lips, obviously not believing, but she didn't continue to ask.

In these days, no one believes it, to be honest.

"Maybe you were really assassinated, but I don't believe you when you say that those people were plotted and turned into pus, because our master and apprentice also found clues. Zhang Qiong said and waved her hand, and two people walked in from outside the door.

These two men, with expressionless faces and blank eyes, like wood, were two of those I suspected yesterday.

"Miss Zhang, isn't it too much to use the Soul Bending Technique on ordinary people?" Wang Fengjiu said.

"Say, what have you all done?" Zhang Qiong motioned to Wang Fengjiu to stop talking and ordered to the two people.

"Yes..."

"We found the red soil when we started the work a few days ago, but after the report, the foreman continued to let us start work, and we found a hole under the red soil, which could be a passage. ”

"We thought it might be an ancient tomb, and the antiques in the ancient tomb were very valuable, so we were moved. ”

"Some people went down in a hurry, but they didn't come back, and we felt that something was wrong, so we closed the entrance, but we didn't expect that people continued to go missing. ”