All Chapters_Chapter 165 Ghost General!
This lab was burned down by hellfire!
To be able to attract so much hellfire, this person's strength is extraordinary!
Their faces were a little bad, not only did they find nothing, their rewards failed, and they might offend a powerful master.
"Chief, come and see, there's something here." Several workers in the lead shouted loudly.
Wang Le and the others hurriedly ran over, but were stunned by the scene in front of them.
It was a large room, and everything in the room had crystallized, but within a circle of fifteen meters in the center, it was pitch black.
The circle turned out to be a big hole, the mouth of the hole was very round and flat, and the cave was very deep, leading to the deepest part of the earth, as if it was going to the other side of the earth.
In this room, there is a strong ghostly aura, so thick that people can almost breathe.
The two didn't dare to approach the big pit at all, and hurriedly retreated, Wang Le was silent for a long time, and said to Han Yusen beside him: "Now the matter is getting bigger, and the one who destroyed the underground laboratory is not a person who has attained the Tao, but a ghost who came out of hell." ”
Han Yusen added with an ugly face: "Strength...... Ghost General. ”
Speaking of the word ghost general, both of them couldn't help but shudder.
It has been nearly 70 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and this is the first time that a ghost general has appeared.
This is no longer something that the two of them can handle, they must report it immediately, the strength of a ghost general is enough to destroy a city in an instant, once they are allowed to wreak havoc in the world, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Wang Le couldn't help but scold the people of this secret company viciously from top to bottom, and greeted their eighteenth generation ancestors one by one.
Do these people have a hole in their brains? Even the ghost generals in hell dare to summon them.
On the fifth day at home, Song Song called me and told me that school had reopened and asked me to go back to school as soon as possible.
When I went back to school, I saw that many people were very depressed, and that tens of thousands of people had died in the riots, and many people had lost their loved ones.
"Alas, Xiao Lin, Coco is actually dead, people are really fragile." Song Song lay on the desk next to me and sighed lowly, "She is also lucky, she doesn't have to take the final exam, we have missed so many classes, it is still unknown whether we can pass the test smoothly this time." ”
I froze for a moment: "Who told you that?" ”
Song Song patted me on the shoulder: "I know, Xiao Lin, you must be reluctant to give up Cocoa, and I can't help it, but there is no way." Yesterday I called Wang Ke's family, her grandmother said that Wang Ke went to the supermarket to buy things that day, and happened to meet a Yin soldier, who disappeared on the spot. Alas, Coco's parents and relatives are really pitiful, and the white-haired people send the black-haired people. ”
I am silent, Wang Ke has already died in the Sunshine Trading Company, and the police will definitely not tell the family the truth, so naturally they will make up an excuse to send people over.
Song Song continued to sigh, his eyes were a little red: "It's a pity that our famous Four Musketeers are now going to become four missing one." ”
I rolled my eyes helplessly, what kind of "famous" Four Musketeers, you sealed it yourself, right?
The next day, Wang Ke's parents came from out of town, but they couldn't even see their daughter's body, so they could only find her favorite set of clothes in her dormitory, put them in an urn, and take them back for burial.
Wang Ke's mother was lying on the urn, crying to death, I was very sad to see, if Wang Ke saw this scene, how would he feel?
Will she still feel that everything is worth it?
Wang Ke's parents got into the car with the urn and slowly drove away from the school, I stood at the school gate, stopped and stared for a long time, Peng Nan came over and patted me on the shoulder: "Xiao Lin, go back quickly, no matter how you look at it, Wang Ke can't come back." Alas, the relationship between the two of you is really deep, and Wang Ke has a friend like you, which can be regarded as a life in vain. ”
I smiled helplessly, Mr. Peng, if you knew how much she hated me, I guess I wouldn't have said that.
I turned around and went back to school, there was still a class in the afternoon, and not long after I left, an old Taoist priest came over, with a little Taoist priest by his side.
The old Taoist priest was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, carrying a long cloth bag on his back, and his white beard was very long, hanging down to his chest, looking like a fairy wind and bones.
He was followed by an eleven or twelve-year-old boy with a round face and a very cute look.
The old Taoist priest looked up at the city in front of him, revealing some doubts: "It's really strange that there are so many powerful guys gathered in this city." ”
The little Taoist priest asked, "Master, what kind of guys are they, even you say they are amazing." ”
The old Taoist priest shook his head: "I thought that the master's cultivation could feel their existence, but I couldn't find them." ”
The little Taoist priest hurriedly said, "Then should we call the other people in the sect to come and destroy them?" ”
The old Taoist priest knocked on his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense, there are so many powerful guys, we don't have the ability to wipe them all out." As long as they don't endanger the people, let's not ask for trouble, you know? ”
"Got it." The little Taoist priest covered his head, but he was very unconvinced in his heart, didn't the master say that most of the ghosts are bad? Such villains should find one and eliminate the other, and then destroy them when they harm people, and then the people who are killed will not die in vain?
"What are you doing in a daze?" The old Taoist priest scolded, "Don't hurry up yet." ”
The little Taoist priest pouted and reluctantly followed.
A week later, Situ Ling called me once and told me that the number of dead and wounded in Shancheng was as high as 10,000, and the above was extremely angry, and decided to set up a special investigation department in the Shancheng Police Department to investigate cases of the supernatural, and the people of the special investigation department were specially dispatched by the headquarters of the X-file investigation team.
It is said that the team leader of the fourth group Hu was held accountable by the above this time and transferred to Shaanxi as the deputy team leader, which is considered a demotion, and the headquarters will send someone else to Shancheng to serve as the team leader.
Situ Ling was commended for his outstanding performance this time, and the mayor personally awarded him the Medal of Hero, and he was officially promoted to deputy director, but now the police station is not manpowered, and he temporarily takes the criminal police team.
Situ Ling is not yet thirty years old, but he is on the rise, as the director of the police department, the speed of his rise is really amazing, and it has also aroused the jealousy of many people.
I've been to that office building before, with seals on the door, a cordon outside, and biocontaminated signs, and it's empty and dark inside, and I don't know if anyone from the X-Archives Research Department has ever entered that ghost space again.
In a blink of an eye, another month has passed, and during this time, Zhou Yuhao and I have not only been popping, but also looking for evil ghosts everywhere, and getting rid of several ghosts and ghosts at the level of powerful ghosts, but unfortunately we have not found any more resentment groups.
This kind of thing is hard to find, but in the battle with the ghosts, the strength of both of us has greatly improved, and Zhou Yuhao's strength is infinitely close to the green ghost, and there is only one opportunity left to successfully break through.
When the mountain city entered the late autumn, our oil painting department held the first exhibition, what I painted was a still life, when the college entrance examination was the year, Jiang Shanshan exchanged a still life for my landscape, I deliberately painted the same still life as that one, whether it is perspective or color use, my painting is far better than that one.
I stood in the middle of the venue, watching several teachers of the academy admire and smile in front of the painting, and I finally avenged the revenge of the year.
At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door, and the teachers hurriedly ran out, greeting each other's arrival with flattering faces.
There was an elongated Lincoln parked outside the venue, and the principal of the Academy of Fine Arts stepped down and opened the door for the other party, and a man walked out of the car, who was very young, maybe only four or five years older than me, wearing a light gold linen suit, his hair was meticulously groomed, he was very handsome, and he had a good demeanor.
As soon as he got out of the car, he immediately attracted a large group of girls screaming.
I was stunned for a few seconds, quickly dodged, and watched him walk into the venue surrounded by a group of school leaders, and began to visit the oil paintings in the exhibition.