Pitch-black dirty shroud band, after being tied in a knot.

Chen Feng suddenly felt that he had changed!

It's an unusually strange and wonderful sense, as if there is a vigorous and sharp energy flowing from the bones and limbs. At this moment, Chen Feng had the urge to dance and vent it.

Is this the anomalous ability of B2-49...... Try! ’

Chen Feng raised his leg lightly and looked at the white iron cross tombstone in the cemetery not far from him. Almost the moment his mind moved, Chen Feng was like a shadow, standing on the white iron cross tombstone with great agility and speed.

You must know that this white iron cross tombstone is just a symbolic meaning, and the load-bearing capacity will collapse even if you put a baby on it.

Chen Feng never thought that he would stand so steadily, and he was caught off guard in an instant, and the whole person immediately fell backwards. But a wonderful energy surged in his limbs, and it was just a backward lean, and Chen Feng immediately stood on it as if he had been straightened.

'Huh! Interesting! ’

This sense of balance, this very strange spiritual sensitivity, it is not too much to say that it is a psychic and magical cat. Even more responsive than cats, they move completely at will.

'Come on with a complicated one! ’

Chen Feng was full of confidence, and immediately imagined a 'antelope hanging horns' action. The whole body folded and fell as if twisted, and his feet were attached to the white iron cross tombstone, and then he reached out and quickly pulled out the sand viper twin guns.

'Bang, bang. Chen Feng hung upside down on the white iron cross tombstone in a handsome movement, raised his gun to the front, and responded with a shot on an onomatopoeia.

"Cool! Refreshing! ”

As soon as Chen Feng exerted his strength, he immediately turned over and got up with extreme flexibility, squatting on top of the white iron cross tombstone again. At his feet is the tip of the tombstone, and his body is like a lurking black panther, full of the beauty of swiftness and violence.

'Try again!' ’

Chen Feng was excited, and quickly leaned down and rushed down the white iron cross tombstone, and the whole person seemed to be with an afterimage, flashing around several cemeteries. And then constantly draw the gun, shoot, draw the gun, shoot......

More than a dozen ghostly raids and dodges in a row, all in one go, without sluggishness, and even with residual strength. Both visual capture and reaction are extremely fast.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and continued to jump onto the White Iron Cross tombstone handsomely, like a ghost knight immersed in the night, staring into the distance.

With two guns in hand, deep eyes, the wind blows the corners of the clothes, and the hunting sounds......

"If the marksmanship is more accurate, it will be perfect!"

"Huh?"

The tightness on the belt around the waist of the jeans broke the atmosphere of Chen Feng's handsomeness. He looked down and saw that the black and dirty shroud had turned pale in wisps.

This means that the function of the shroud is in play, and if it is close to the level of complete whitewashing, it will go crazy and will apply the negative influence to Chen Feng's body.

Chen Feng looked at the silky white spread, and pondered in his heart. At this rate, in about 18-20 hours, the entire B2-49 will be completely whitewashed.

At that point, it's probably too late to remedy it......

"Well, it seems that the maximum time of use should be limited to 16 hours. And in the case of this limit, it is to be immediately impregnated in a depraved special substance and bleached to satisfy its needs......"

Chen Feng silently said to himself, he finally understood and mastered this 'Shroud of Holy David'.

He untied the shroud wrapped around his belt and removed it.

Suddenly, his feet were weak, and he immediately fell from the white iron cross tombstone, almost falling into the mud......

All the handsomeness before is gone......

Chen Feng cursed secretly and threw B2-49 into the 'Alien Dimension'. Then, gaze at 'A1-616 Long Distance Death Knell'.

'Try it! Chen Feng picked up the 'long-distance death knell', which can be seen at the top of the brass quaint bell, which is a handle the thickness of a little finger.

Chen Feng pinched the handle and shook it gently.

In an instant, in front of his eyes, it was as if a 'curtain' had been torn apart.

The 'curtain' can only be seen by Chen Feng, and on the 'curtain' is the rippling light waves, and the image of the duty room can be vaguely seen.

This is the closest to Chen Feng, and it is also the address of Chen Feng's profound image.

Chen Feng thought for a moment, then moved his mind and walked in.

Almost instantly, the sight passed by in an instant, and Chen Feng was already standing in front of the door of the duty room. In the darkness of the night, the whole environment was silent.

Chen Feng looked back behind him, almost more than seven hundred meters away from the cemetery location he had crossed over.

'Traveling long distances, it should be possible to travel farther distances...... Chen Feng pondered the feedback on the brass bell, but he didn't dare to travel further.

Because it is conceivable that this will greatly deplete the energy contained in the 'distant death knell'.

He looked back at the wall of the duty room, pinched the handle again, and shook it gently.

In another instant, the entire wall seemed to be completely transparent, showing in front of Chen Feng's eyes. Even if he didn't penetrate this barrier, Chen Feng could clearly see all the scenes in the room.

It turns out that there is this additional feature. Chen Feng nodded silently, stepped over the transparent wall, and in an instant, his eyes flashed, and he was already in the duty room.

Looking back again, the walls have been completely restored, and there is nothing unusual.

After the two passing experiments, Chen Feng immediately had a deeper understanding of the 'A1-616 Long Haul Death Knell' with the handle in his hand.

At this moment, look at this brass quaint bell, it has begun to be stained with brown rust doped with patina, and there are subtle cracks.

If it is not remedied to the extent that it is completely corroded, the outcome will definitely be very miserable...... Chen Feng estimated the degree of rust, and if he shook it about ten times, the 'Far Distance Death Knell' would go crazy.

Chen Feng remembered it deeply, and then carefully put the 'A1-616 Long Way Death Knell' back into the 'Xenodimensional Sky'.

"Huh ......" let out a long breath, calming down the pain and happiness, Chen Feng did not stay in the duty room for long. After returning to the staff room at the gate, after changing into a black leather jacket and other clothes, Chen Feng rode an off-road motorcycle and drove into the night.

............

The night passed.

The quiet morning of the West Garden Fang apartment came again.

Chen Feng woke up from the wonderful sleep last night, got up and lifted the quilt. After some washing, Chen Feng stood on the balcony and stretched his body.

According to the regulations of the secret office, the cemetery is visited once a day. But before leaving, Fan Yin informed Chen Feng that since Chen Feng was only left on duty, in order to avoid staying up late and getting tired, he could make a tour every other day.

Then today is a rare day off, Chen Feng glanced back at the smart clock hanging on the wall of the living room, today is Saturday, November 18th.

Saturday, then today should be the day of the 'Secret Garden of Ancient Texts and Monuments' Elite Reading Club. But it's still early, and I'm not in a hurry to go, so as not to sit bored and embarrassed.

Chen Feng did a few rounds of radio gymnastics on the balcony, then took a shower and was refreshed. Immediately snuggled up on the couch, connected a personal chip with a mechanical prosthetic, and began to check some current affairs news, as well as other city-state information.

This is a rare day of relaxation for him, so he naturally wants to take the opportunity to brush up on common sense.

Time is spent reading and watching small videos......

It wasn't until his stomach was rumbling with hunger that Chen Feng looked up at the time again, it was already 12:56 noon, and it was time for lunch.

After cleaning up the house briefly, Chen Feng went out and went downstairs.

On Xiyuanfang Avenue, there are still many stores for clothing, food, housing and transportation. Compared with the old and noisy streets, this place is also slightly more upscale.

Coming to Chen Xiaoli's favorite tea restaurant, Chen Feng ordered a roast goose double platter and two barbecued pork buns, plus a cup of lemon tea.

took out the few banknotes on his body and paid 50 yuan for the meal, Chen Feng immediately began to eat. While biting on the barbecued pork bun, he silently counted his savings.

Previously, after paying a year's rent, he had about 98,000 yuan left. then gave Chen Xiaoli some living expenses, as well as the expenses after the last shopping, plus the fact that he has been tracking the case, all kinds of fares, fuel money, and miscellaneous ......

"There are about 91,150 yuan...... "Chen Feng chewed his meal and calculated his balance. But I also muttered, I don't know if some of the expenses of the case can be reimbursed by the secret office......

Although there is still some time before the next rent payment. And the brother and sister now have stable jobs and decent incomes. But also take precautions, lest you run into a day of lack of money again.

After eating and drinking, Chen Feng returned to his home in Xiyuanfang Apartment and sat quietly for a while. It was no surprise that the 'Secret Garden Reading Club Invitation' arrived at the chip space on time.

Chen Feng immersed himself in the network, linked up with the Foundation's triangular pass, and entered the Dark River Network again......

The scene has changed, and I am still in the endless and far-reaching dark river basin shrouded in mist and haze. A wizard's dark black robe shrouded him, and Chen Feng's face was hidden in the shadow of the hood.

The sharp leaf light boat docked at his feet, and Chen Feng went ashore and approached the courtyard and knocked on the door.

The light and shadow changed, and he instantly came to the discussion hall of the secret garden.

The bronze conference table is still the same, and the gold-encrusted high-backed chairs are neatly arranged. The glow of the dome falls down as if it were painted in the classic colors of time.

The environment was still so quiet, Chen Fengyao looked at the senior members who had arrived in advance, and his eyes fell on the far end, the 'Uncle Snake' sitting in the independent study.

Is he a complete snake? Chen Feng pondered, but didn't intend to ask.

With Chen Feng's arrival, he was immediately stared at with admiration. The senior members who arrived early bowed their heads one after another to express their respect for Mr. 'Pangu'.

Mr. Logic had already stepped forward, exchanged a few words with Chen Feng, and then respectfully invited Chen Feng to sit on the round iron seat. As an authoritative expert in the Secret Garden, Chen Feng does not need to participate in discussions, everything is free.

"This is a collection of manuscripts for you in this issue, so if you are interested, you can check them out. Whatever is there, tell me at any time. ”

Mr. Logic handed over a thin dark blue screen of light, and left with a smile.

Chen Feng had been looking forward to reading the manuscript this time for a long time, and immediately clicked on the light screen. It is still the same as before, the photos are kept, as if the manuscript paper is torn, presented in front of Chen Feng's eyes.

There were still only three manuscripts, and Chen Feng's eyes were on the first one:

"Yuan Chat Essay No. 130: ......"

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