"No, no, don't even think about it, you don't have any kinship, you can't get through it at all, and no one will approve it, now in order to prevent those who make money from the dead, these doors are blocked, even if you want to claim it, the last thing you get is ashes!"

Waiting for the ashes to be burned to ashes, the soul will already be scattered, what do I want to do with that? Ximenjing felt that Wang Shan was on the verge of an outburst, so he hurriedly told a few jokes to ease the atmosphere.

Ximen Jing began to ponder, since it will not work to claim it through formal procedures, then let's go to the mortuary at night and bring Xue Nianci's body back.

The Spiritual Records say, "If the dead soul has no body, it may be sent to something else."

There are many things that can store souls, such as locust wood, black jade, and gloomy wood. Of course, the latter is rare and expensive, and ordinary people can't get it.

But in order to store the complete soul, it is necessary to have the body of the deceased. Otherwise, what is stored is also a remnant soul, and it is impossible to retain the memories and feelings before death, Ximen Jing wants Xue Nianci to exist in the world for a long time, what is the use of the remnant soul?

After hanging up the phone, Ximen Jing began to make plans. I first recalled the internal structure of the first floor of the police building, and then drew a map on paper. Since he broke through the tail acupoint, Ximen Jing's memory has improved a lot, and it is not an exaggeration to call it unforgettable.

In a few moments, he drew the structure of the police compound, including the first floor of the building. Where there is a guardhouse, where there are cameras, where there may be human tracks, are clearly marked.

Then I got a ruler and a calculator and started counting the area covered by the camera. It turned out that no matter where you entered, it was impossible to escape their surveillance, let alone how to enter the building.

How to enter, how to carry it, where to send the body, where to send the soul, and how to deal with emergencies were all considered. But how to dodge the camera is a problem, Ximen Jingxin said if only I could be invisible!

The Spiritual Warrior's Records recorded stealth spirituality, but it could only be used through the Occult Realm. At present, Ximen Jing has just passed the entrance realm and entered the out-of-body realm, and he is still far from the consummation of the out-of-body realm, not to mention the mystery.

If he relied on the spiritual power in his body at this time and used the stealth technique, it would not take him a moment to be drained. Unless you use other things to assist, such as thousand-year-old Sui beads or jade grease cream, both of which are legendary things, where can you get them?

In the midst of his frustration, the doorbell rang. Ximen Jing put the plan into the drawer, opened the door and saw that there was a black strong man who looked like a half-cut iron tower standing outside the door, it was Wu Cong.

As soon as Wu Cong entered the door, he unceremoniously stepped around. Ximen Jing teased: "Dude, hey, buddy, I don't have a fan here for you to hang, and now I use air conditioning!"

Wu Cong was not angry, found a rag in the kitchen, reopened the door, and said: "I don't know whose unlucky child is bad, burn paper on your door, I will wipe it for you!"

Ximen Jing followed to the door, and when he looked at the security door, it was really blackened, and there was a smell of fireworks when he smelled it carefully. He naturally didn't know that this was the trace of the rune paper burning that day, and he cursed in his heart, but he didn't care too much.

Wu Cong finished wiping the stains, entered the door and said: "Don't think it's a trivial matter, some thieves pretend to be all kinds of people to come to the residential area to step on the spot, find out the work and rest time of the people and then leave a mark on the door, and wait for the accomplices to work together, like those small advertisements on the door, you must remove them, maybe it is the code they left!"

Ximen Jing thought to himself that whoever dared to come and steal my house, this big official would let him suffer well. So he waved his hand aggressively: "Brother Cong, don't worry, as the head of the four great talents, this big official still has this vigilance, and he will never let the thief get his hands on it!"

Ximen Jing suddenly thought that Wu Chong was a soldier king, and infiltrating behind enemy lines to sabotage and steal intelligence was a compulsory course, and he was happy to have a way to enter the police compound. So he said: "Brother Cong, I've been bored lately, playing a game of going deep behind enemy lines, you said that if there is a courtyard with cameras inside and outside, how can I get in?"

Wu Cong scratched his head and said: "This is a difficult problem, if we encounter this situation when we are on a mission, we usually use electronic interference, or hack their system to make the picture repeat the previous one, or simply cut off the power, and then force a breakthrough." ”

Ximen Jing's head was big for a while, and he said in his heart I am not from the special forces, where did I get these equipment. Forcibly breaking into the police station? Isn't this looking for death!

So he said: "Brother, you can't say anything, there is no such equipment in the game." ”

Wu Cong shook his head and said, "It's no show, unless you call the Tuxing Sun on the god list to come and drill into it from the ground." ”

He couldn't help it, Ximen Jing had no choice but to retreat and said: "I'm addicted to playing this game, a few netizens are planning to hold a club competition together, to see who can go deep behind enemy lines to complete the task like the special forces in the game, buddy, you take the time to teach me." ”

Wu Cong smiled and said, "You, don't you want to steal incense and steal jade, it's impossible for you to get results in a short time for this kind of thing, you need years of training, forget it, I happen to have a holiday these days, simply give you training essentials, tips, and precautions, so that you don't lose face in front of netizens, okay?"

The two were chatting, and the doorbell rang again, this time it was Xia Zheteng. As soon as this guy entered the door, he saw what was not pleasing to the eye here, especially after looking at the bedroom, he was furious: "Ximen Jing, look at your house, you have just been patronized by the wind signal, and you don't clean up!"

Their hometown calls the typhoon a typhoon, this guy has obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness, the most unsightly mess in the room, Ximen Jing tossed half a night ago, there are clutter everywhere, and now it has not been cleaned up.

Xia Zhetou finished complaining, rolled up his sleeves, and began to clean up the room. Ximen Jing and Wu Cong glanced at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and it was not a matter to look at it, so the two of them joined the cleaning.

Just when the servants were busy, Huang Di arrived. He wore an Armani black casual suit, lined with a snow-white turtleneck, a black trench coat, and a pair of wide-brimmed sunglasses, which looked like a mafia boss at first glance. This is the line specially equipped by Ximen Jing for everyone in order to go to the nightclub, and the four people are black, red, blue, and white, with four colors, and the style and brand are the same.

Huang Di followed suit, everyone collected firewood and the flame was high, and after a while, the windows of the room were cleaned up. Xia Zheteng walked to the sofa and began to get hungry and shouted for food.

Ximen Jing pointed to the balcony and deliberately angrily said: "There are live chickens and ducks there, if you have good teeth, hold it and nibble it!"

Xia Zheteng's face turned pale, and he said, "Have you ever seen someone gnawing on a live chicken, and you don't want to get a mouthful of chicken feathers?" immediately got up from the sofa and wanted to beat someone.