"Is he coming?" Hua Xiangrong's expression showed frustration, and then a strange relief, shrugged his shoulders, and said abruptly, "Now, accompany me to have some wine, is it okay?"

Lu Zheng instinctively wanted to refuse, but in the face of her almost pleading expression, as well as the despair buried in the depths of his pupils, his heart suddenly softened.

It was a bleakness that seemed to be the last revelry.

When the old fire comes, it may be the moment when she disappears.

"Okay. But you have to tell me more about the ins and outs of Changchun's upside down. ”

The periwinkle tree is also called the leading tree, the leaves are like lotus, the body of the tree is like the osmanthus tree, the flowers follow the color of the four seasons, the spring is green flowers, the spring is falling, the summer is safflower, the end of summer is withering, the autumn is white flowers, the autumn remnants are wilting, the winter is purple flowers, and the snow is grateful.

The flowers bloom in all seasons and wither in all seasons, just like reincarnation.

The night spreads its wings and covers the sky. The ruined Tianniao Textile Factory was extremely silent after Lu Zheng and Hua Xiangrong left. Under the gloomy sky, the wind blows the broken wall and whines, and the desolate land stands lonely in the bustling city, which is out of place.

I don't know how long later, bright car lights came on one after another from the alley in the distance. It was a neat convoy, all black off-road, with the windows covered by curtains, and it was pitch black inside.

The roar of the engine, the grinding of the tires, drifting in the wind. The convoy went around to the main entrance of the Tianniao Textile Factory and stopped, but no one got out of the car. After a quiet moment, the lights were all turned off, and the dark alleyway bypassed the textile mill, passing through two blocks in a row, and finally stopped in front of a gatehouse with the 'Social Management and Health Examination Center'.

After a while, the gate opened, and the convoy rushed in. The inspection centre is surrounded by four conjoined buildings in a zigzag shape, with a garden and parking lot in the middle. The convoy stopped neatly, the doors opened one after another, and a group of fully armed special soldiers, roughly estimated, no less than 100 people, lined up in two teams with neat steps.

They all wore face masks, body armor, and tactical helmets, but there were no markings on their uniforms, and they carried 95-standard automatic rifles in their hands, hung scopes, and installed grenade launchers.

Under their escort, the middle car finally slowly opened the door. A man in a black tunic came down, with white temples, fair skin, and gold-rimmed glasses.

Behind him came eight or nine people, of all ages and ages, all dressed in tunics similar to his, but carrying white metal boxes in their hands. One of them is actually Secretary Zhao, who has a relationship with Lu Zheng, but Gao Biao is not among them.

The group of people were all silent, and the middle-aged man led by the rhythm, escorted by the soldiers, entered the building, and the atmosphere of the whole process was heavy, as if they were performing a top-secret mission.

There were no lights in the building, only spotlights on the soldiers' rifles, which were strafing one after another. The reception desk in the lobby, similar to other government offices, is hung with slogans that serve the people.

The group took the elevator and did not go up, but continued to go down. It took about a minute or two for the elevator to stop, and in terms of the downward speed, it should be a very deep place.

The elevator door opened, and the eyes were cheerful. In front of me is an extremely large hall, almost the size of a standard football field, and a high-power spotlight emits a dazzling light, illuminating every corner of the hall clearly.

The most obvious is the center of the hall, surrounded by a silver-white curtain, which occupies two-thirds of the hall.

The captain of the soldiers made a gesture, and the soldiers immediately ran quickly, scattered around the curtain, loaded with bullets, and were on full alert.

The middle-aged man in the tunic looked solemn, led the entourage, gently lifted the corner of the curtain, and got in.

In the center of the curtain, a huge plant stands out with its roots, which are long and intertwined. Some are as thick as a tree, some are as thin as a hair, densely intertwined, and from a distance, they look like a huge bird's nest. The roots were a misty purple, and even the dirt turned black and purple.

Everyone's clothes were dyed purple, and they were all looking up at the huge forest of roots. The middle-aged man frowned, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "If this tree is growing, I'm afraid it will be higher than the Eiffel Tower." ”

An entourage beside him said with a wry smile: "Bureau Li, the appraisal results are out." It is likely to be a periwinkle tree, but there is a 30% difference, and the same species has never appeared on the planet. ”

"Periwinkle. Li Ju raised his eyebrows and gently touched the roots of the tree. The moment he made contact, he shrank back like an electric shock, and he could clearly see his expression becoming hideous and painful.

Li Ju took a few deep breaths and sighed, "I heard wails and shouts, this must be the Tree of Hell. ”

"Li Ju, the capital's Huizhen Zen master, personally examined the sample. This is his conclusion. ”

The attendant handed over a copy of the Codex, which is called the Guiding Tree, which is also called the Samsara Tree in Buddhism. It is said to be a sacred tree that grows closest to the underworld, and is the path of the human soul to the lower realm, consisting of eighteen circles and twenty-four paths. There are three roots in total, which are divided into the root of wisdom, the root of compassion, and the root of pure fire. The three tendrils are connected to the primordial world, which is our world, and the spiritual world, which is the soul world. The last one is the primordial world, which is what we call hell.

But in the Codex, there is a warning. This kind of attachment tree, which grows upside down, is equivalent to reversing the direction of the soul, which means imprisoning the ghost and returning to the human world.

Li Ju closed the codex, closed his eyes and pondered for a while before he said, "Officer Zhao, the ghost possession you reported today happened around here?"

"Yes, it's only three blocks from here. Officer Zhao replied respectfully.

"Hmm...... What about the advisor surnamed Lu, where did he go?" Li Ju's voice was indifferent, but a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes. Li Ronghao, who cut off his grandson's feet because of Lu Zheng's two slaps, is his own nephew, and he is still lying in the hospital.

He and Xu Zhigao are both high-level members of the Blessing Association, but they are clearly distinguished, secretly fighting for power, and they have always had a discordant relationship. Even with the expert advisor who parachuted in, he didn't have the slightest good feeling.

Officer Zhao shook his head and said, "When I dealt with the aftermath, he left first. I think he must be near the Sky Bird Textile Factory right now. ”

"Hmm. ”

Li Ju nodded, and suddenly said, "Don't inform him about this matter, so as not to cause trouble, understand?"

"Understood. ”

"Liu Changlu, Wang Leyuan, Cai Kang, ready to start. ”

"Yes!"

The tunics quickly dispersed around the roots of the receiving tree, opening the metal box on the spot. There are three black boxes neatly displayed in the box, as well as a precision timekeeping instrument.

Zhao Zhiguan assembled them with a somewhat complicated expression, this is a kind of molten explosive composed of black sookin and TNT, the scientific name is black ladder explosive, which maintains the characteristics of black solkin's high energy, and at the same time has the plasticity of TNT, it is a military high-energy explosive. The speed of detonation is 8650 per second, which is 1.5 times more powerful than TNT.

The instructions of the Huaxia Blessing Association are obvious, which is to blow up this inverted leading tree directly. As for how to explain to the outside world, it will be handed over to the special propaganda department.

The possession of the dead means that this guiding tree is beginning to show its minions and must be removed.

The plan was crude and sloppy, and even though the explosion expert had determined the exact location and scope of the explosion based on the model to ensure that no civilian casualties were caused, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

It is a tree with magical powers, and the roots alone are far beyond human imagination, and it is impossible to know how big the tree is. Officer Zhao was sure that this was just as the codex said, and the tree was extremely dangerous.

However, for the Huaxia Blessing Society, destruction was the best way they could think of.

Just, will it be that simple?

If something unexpected leads to worse consequences, what should it do?

Officer Zhao glanced at Li Ju, his desire for power was extremely strong, and he was dedicated to his career. On his turf, the presence of instability is not allowed.

He inexplicably thought of Lu Zheng, the young man who easily settled his grievances. He had a calm and confident look on his face that he had never seen in the face of an expert in the guild.

If he was talking, what would he suggest? (To be continued.) )