"Smack."

The sound of crisp footsteps spread far away in the empty hall, Xia Qin calmly walked on the familiar and unfamiliar road, and the thin traces of water on the ground vaguely reflected the shadows.

These "waters" are the first threshold of the Forbidden Objects Department of the headquarters of the Alien Management Bureau, and if they are not qualified, they will be instantly pierced by the infinite water spikes turned into pools.

The biomass flowing is repeatedly verifying the biological characteristics of visitors and visitors, and ordinary camouflage methods are meaningless.

And being able to enter this area itself means that it has been recognized by the Alien Management Bureau and can add its own "security code" to this pool.

"Lao Jiang, help me take a look at Xiao Min and them, are the relics of the four victims in my team from last time still there?" Walking to the end of the hall, Xia Qin asked against a wall.

The next moment, the wall opened, and an old man appeared in the window.

"A relic of the Secret Service 3? Wait a minute, I'll take a look. ”

Due to the "association (contact) principle" of spells, using clothes and hair to spell is the easiest spell for a professional to do, and the professional's belongings must be carefully kept.

If possible, it is better to replace it regularly, burn it and destroy it.

As the remnants of the deceased, they often have strong resentment (spirit) and pollution, and it is basically impossible to be buried.

If it is not a contaminated item, it is often placed in the "sundries area" on the first floor of the Forbidden Items Management Department of the Foreign Management Bureau as a "Class 0 taboo (lowest level)".

And because the level of custody is quite low, the extraction procedure is also quite simple.

"Xiao Min, Lao Xie, Ah Long, Min Te'an, ......"

While waiting, Xia Qin silently stroked her chest, inevitably recalling the familiar figure in the past.

And soon, Old Man Jiang came back with a surprised face.

"Didn't you take it? said that the superiors wanted to investigate this incident, and it was the one in your team named Xiao Lei who led it. ”

"Thunder Blade?" Xia Qin's face was as calm as ever, but her heart was already boiling.

I've been too busy lately, and Lei Huodao, who has just been promoted to the vice team, hasn't had time to come here to leave biological samples, which is a qualification only available to the actual vice team and above and the reserve captain, such as Xia Qin himself, such as the genius of the year...... Sophist!

"Repentant Fountain Living Water" is a powerful silver-level taboo, the only problem is that it is a living creature, it only eats and does not vomit, and it will be quite troublesome to revise the list of visitors.

"Oh, I'm just making sure, when I took it."

"Last Tuesday, four days ago, at 6:30 p.m., when Lao Zhao was on duty."

Xia Qin took a deep breath, the situation was probably quite bad.

And by the time she got outside the forbidden department, communications had just been restored, and the real bad news had passed.

“....... You're right, the graves have been dug up, even the coffin veneers have been dug up...... "The man who was very fast went to run through the mountains on the outskirts again."

On the other end of the phone, even if the real Thunder Fire Blade tried to stay calm, the emotions in it could not be concealed.

“....... The most excessive, not only Ah Long and theirs were dug up, but also the mountain next door, the entire empty tomb of the secret keepers, was dug up! At the end of the day, the tone of the Thunder Fire Blade inevitably rose, this was no longer a simple incident, it was an insult to the entire official secret keeper.

"What about the guards?" Xia Qin is as calm as ever, not only because she has entered the working state of "Gujing Wubo", but also because she has prepared for the worst.

"They are all buried in the place where the coffin was originally located, and there is a drawing sign of the 'mother tree' on it, these bastards!" Thunder Fire Blade can even imagine the smile on the face of the person who committed all these evil deeds when he buried the cards.

"You've found me!"

That bastard likes nothing more than to leak obvious flaws in inconsequential places, seduce his opponent to give feedback, and make his opponent revolve around him, just like a burlesque audience and a cheerleader!

"Come back first, I'll go to the headquarters, this is a provocation to the entire ancient city keepers. We'll talk about it again when we get back....... Call that group of young people, we need their strength. ”

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Even if he didn't receive Xia Qin's feedback, Lu Ping'an guessed that it was probably a mess over there.

He asked the big cat what the mechanism of salvation was, but what he got was some 'cause and effect', 'fate' and other incomprehensible responses, and the inexplicable forbidden knowledge increased a lot.

This also forced him to complete the work in hand as soon as possible.

“....... The bones of the dead, cursing their own death and fate, longing for nothing to happen, and even longing for time to go back in time, they are the cornerstone of rituals, the more the merrier......."

Lu Ping'an's eyes flickered faintly, but blood was already oozing from the corners of his eyes, and it was not a good thing to use spiritual vision too much.

It's just that to decipher this forbidden knowledge at the silver level, he can't do it by relying only on his usual life.

On the open page, there are only the strange symbol of "bones of the dead", and some messy illustrations and blasphemous incantations.

Lu Ping'an looked at it, countless visions appeared in his eyes, and there were countless wails and curses of the dead, but he also vaguely saw a figure, slowly but resolutely laying the relics under the altar.

Lu Ping'an wrote silently, and the forbidden notebook was getting thicker and darker.

He was transcribing, copying the contents of the silver classics in his scholar's notebooks, turning the forbidden knowledge of the outside world into his own.

Forbidden knowledge itself is a powerful pollution, and pollution will be transferred, silver classics are getting thinner and lighter, and one's notebook is getting thicker and darker.

Only this kind of "reading" and "understanding" can turn the knowledge of taboos into a truly useful force, into a part of oneself.

Just knowing the "process" is meaningless, just like knowing that Spider-Man can climb next to a wall, you will only fall down if you climb it.

“....... The source of God is the root of rituals, and the secret realm of history must involve 'god' level existence, gods and people, life and death, and their entanglement of cause and effect, so that it is possible to intercept time......"

The page turned to the next page, and it was a sketch of the sun, and the light radiating from it lit up the world.

It is the "source of the gods", with divine powers..... The cornerstone of the world of the power of rules.

Lu Ping'an paused for a moment, and from what he had just "copied", he thought of something.

"The icon of the big cat? Heh, in a sense, that's a good thing. ”

Since the big cat's holy icon is so important, then, you shouldn't have to worry about wandering around outside and bumping into a cultist boss headfirst.

In the other corner of the carriage, Guan Xinxian and his entourage were looking at him with subtle eyes.

It's not just that the 'pollution' is too dangerous, but he's been copying it for too long, so long that people suspect that this is a third-order scholar at all.

On the way back, Lu Ping'an did not buy a ticket to take the train, but took a ride with his senior brother.

The "disaster rescue vehicle", which is so large that almost two fire trucks are put together, is also convenient for rescuers to carry various kinds of portable equipment.

But as soon as Lu Ping'an came up, he started to work, which was still a little surprising.

But when he copied for more than two hours, and the surroundings were already filled with black gas, and he still didn't stop, the onlookers had gone from shock to numbness.

Finally, Lu Ping'an rubbed his bleeding eyes, took a deep breath, and closed the notebook.

"He finally couldn't take it anymore."

"He's still a meow."

But in fact, what Lu Ping'an thought was really something else.

"Three hundred pages is full? Am I a scholar? ”

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