Join the X-Team? What is the Spiritual Cultivator Reserve Team?

Ye Kong suppressed the excitement in his heart, swept all the terms of the letter of commitment, what can't you drink and smoke, he ignored it directly, and then signed his name.

Because he was a little nervous, when he signed the autograph, he almost wrote "Xu Le" again.

After it was done, Ye Kong handed over the letter of commitment, and he found that Commander Xu had been staring at him with a deep smile.

"Commander Xu is good." Ye Kong said hello in a disguised manner, very polite.

The white-bearded old man smiled and said in an official tone: "You young people, you are the hope of the refuge, you must work harder and train yourself well. ”

Ye Kong and the three of them nodded heavily.

After signing the pledge, the next step was to take pictures, and the three of them, under the guidance of the middle-aged soldier, turned around the path in the courtyard, and finally came to another compound.

This compound has rockery and flowing water, and also planted some extremely beautiful dwarf trees, quite Jiangnan water town style.

The videographer was an old man with lost hair, a large head and small limbs. He carries a large video camera, which gives people a very funny feeling.

The old man of the cameraman had just finished filming the other three students, and when he saw Ye Kong and the others coming, he shouted: "Is there anyone else, I made an appointment to eat soju." ”

"It's almost over, Uncle Yuan." The middle-aged soldier replied respectfully.

It seems that this videographer has a high status. Ye Kong's eyes flickered, and the casualness shown by the old man was a figure of extraordinary status at first glance.

"This is the camera, it's the first time I've seen it." The little fat man said in shock.

It is rumored that in the pre-civilization era, science and technology were extremely advanced, cameras were only the size of fingernails, and there were terrifying missiles and nuclear weapons.

However, after the beginning of the Wasteland Era, the industrial system was destroyed, and the only high-end weapons of mankind were large-caliber artillery.

The little fat man and Wang Meili leaned over with a curious expression, and the old man of the cameraman asked, "Young man, do you want backlight, metering, or full light?" ”

Zhao Fugui was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then his face was slightly red, and he said a little shyly: "It doesn't matter if I'm all naked, can I leave a pair of pants for Meimei?" ”

Old videographer: "!! ”

Middle-aged soldier: "??? ”

Ye Kong: "......"

After taking the photo, under the leadership of the middle-aged soldier, the three of them came to the courtyard and waited.

At the moment, there are about 50 people in the courtyard, and there are more than 30 boys, which is more than the girls.

Everyone looked around curiously, and some of them were more daring and began to talk to someone.

"This recruitment is a bit large, didn't Boss Zhao say that he stayed in the army for three years and had outstanding results, so he was lucky enough to be selected into Team X?" Ye Kong was a little puzzled, he suspected that he had entered a fake team.

"Now the bronze medal will be distributed, the bronze medal is the identity symbol of each of you, tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, come here with the bronze medal to report!" The middle-aged soldier's voice was clear, and his eyes swept sharply over everyone.

"From tomorrow onwards, you will be a soldier, and I hope you will be ready!"

"Now, disband!"

As soon as the words landed, the group of students glanced at each other, and the bold ones took the lead out of the courtyard.

The registration process was so simple that Ye Kong was even more suspicious of the authenticity of Team X, he even thought about it just now, will there be any strange slate, touch it to test whether you have the talent of spiritual cultivation.

In those novels I read in my previous life, when every traverser tested his talent, it was either earth-shattering, and his talent was unsurpassed, and everyone was amazed. Either it is extremely different, the penultimate one, and everyone ridicules.

Why don't you play cards according to common sense?

Outside the hospital, Boss Zhao was waiting anxiously, he was not stupid, all kinds of abnormalities made him already have a guess in his heart.

"What's the situation?" Boss Zhao leaned over to Ye Kong's side and spoke in a deep voice.

"Team X, we've been assigned to Team X!"

"You guys? All of us here? Boss Zhao's eyes flashed with shock, and at the same time, his face became embarrassed, "No, you can't let Fugui join Team X." ”

He has such a son in his life, and he can't let wealth take risks.

Looking at Boss Zhao who turned around and wanted to enter the courtyard, Ye Kong grabbed it and whispered, "Uncle Zhao, don't worry, I suspect that this X team doesn't look like you joined before, otherwise how could you recruit so many people?" ”

According to Boss Zhao, in previous years, Team X only recruited one or two people in three years, but now it has fifty people a year, can it be a concept?

"Also, I was abrupt." Boss Zhao stopped his steps, bowed his head and was silent.

He thought for a while, saw that there was no one around, lowered his voice, looked at Ye Kong, and said with a solemn expression: "The market town has not been peaceful in the past few days, and various extraordinary events have occurred, maybe the rapid expansion of Team X has something to do with these." ”

"Makes sense." Ye Kong nodded, and then said with a smile: "Then if the market town is really in chaos, it may be a good thing that Fugui and I have entered Team X." ”

In peacetime, it is too risky to become a spiritual practitioner. But if all the things in the darkness are revived and riot, then the cultivators can barely protect themselves.

"Hey, it's fate." Boss Zhao let out a long sigh.

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Zhao Fugui came over curiously.

It can be seen that he is very happy to join the guard today, and he will not have to do his homework in the future.

"Nothing." Boss Zhao looked at his son and smiled, shook his head, and suppressed all the chaotic thoughts in his heart.

Back in the market town, Ye Kong said goodbye to the three of them and went back to the house alone.

"The lock has been picked again." Ye Kong frowned.

He went back to his room, half-opened the rag curtains, and read the book "Introduction to the Occult" in front of his desk.

If this book was really written by Ron, then maybe some clues about his character could be found in the text.

The sky outside the window was still dreary, and occasionally a breeze blew and shook the rag curtains.

Ye Kong, who was reading, suddenly looked up at the window, he just seemed to see a shadow flashing outside the window.

He stepped back slightly, took the garlic juice and dagger, and silently left the room, out of the courtyard, and out into the street.

The streets were deserted, with only a few homeless people wandering around.

Well?

Ye Kong suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing around a corner on the street.

It seems to be ...... Crow!

Ye Kong's eyes froze, pondered in place for a while, and then silently followed.

The figure in front of him, wearing a black sweatshirt and a hat, walked unhurriedly in the direction of the garment factory.

Ye Kong's nerves tensed and followed behind him.

The man, as if unaware of him, walked all the way to the garment factory, then limped into the nearby circus.

The circus is also a factory area, which was later bought by a mysterious owner and transformed into two blocks: the animal taming area and the performance area.

The figure lingered in the taming area for a moment, then entered the performance area.

The performance area is a huge shed made of iron frames, covered with a large area of tarpaulin to protect from the wind and rain.

The crow-like figure walked into the performance area and didn't come out for a long time.

Ye Kong observed from the side, because it was relatively close to the garment factory, the roar of the machine was constantly heard around, and sometimes it was mixed with a tiger roar.

Under the gloomy sky, the circus is lifeless, like a faded amusement park, a large-scale ghost movie filming location, which threatens to swallow up visitors at any moment.

Intuition told Ye Kong that the front was extremely dangerous.

So...... Let's go over and take a look!

He rubbed the lines on the palm of his left hand, but finally decided to step in.

If something happens, back off right away!

Ye Kong's body tensed, lifted the curtain of the performance area, and cautiously walked inside.

Usually there is no one in the performance area at all, the rows of seats are empty, and the inside is very dark, and it looks terrible.

Ye Kong's eyes roamed around the stage and the audience, and he didn't find anything.

Where did that person go?

Ye Kong had a faint bad premonition, as if he was stared at by a pair of eyes hidden in the dark.

He subconsciously turned around and was about to go out, only to find that there was a person standing behind him-

It's Boss Zhao.

Boss Zhao was wearing a black sweatshirt and a hat, and his face was a little gloomy.

Is that suspicious crow figure?

"Uncle Zhao, what are you doing here?" Ye Kong asked with a smile, and quietly put his right hand on his waist.

"You're stalking me?" Boss Zhao's face was very embarrassed.

"No, I didn't know it was you, Uncle Zhao." Ye Kong explained with a smile while silently taking a few steps back.

Sonorous!

The heel accidentally kicked the steel pipe or iron frame, and the sound of collision echoed in the empty performance hall.

Boss Zhao's face was gloomy, and his eyes stared straight at him. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Let's go." ”

"Haole, Uncle Zhao." Ye Kong didn't say anything more, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then walked past Boss Zhao's side, always vigilant, opened the curtain at the door, and ran away from here in small steps.

When Boss Zhao saw Ye Kong leaving, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up with a playful smile.

Then, as if it had been washed away, his face began to bleed pus, and his eyes, nose, mouth, and hair all reunited until they slowly combined into the shape of a crow.

Seeing Ye Kong's departing figure, his face was full of resentment and coldness.

The "......" circus performance hall reverberated with eerie laughter.