In reality, the impact of the return of Reiki is getting bigger and bigger.

The chaos that was forcefully suppressed by the state earlier has a faint trend.

No matter how well prepared you are, you will be a little embarrassed and powerless in the face of the impact of the vast ocean that is better than the vast ocean.

Minister Cui has come to Chu He's nest for the seventh time and begged Chu He to come out of the mountain to preside over the overall situation.

But at this time, where can Chu He take care of these things?

All of them were handed over to Ling Xiaoyu and Xu Feng to take care of.

Their current cultivation is not low, if it is just an ordinary incident, they are enough to deal with it.

What's more, Chu He didn't believe that the country really couldn't hold it down at all.

I just don't want to reveal my cards so early.

It's a pity... ！

Thinking of the country's hole cards, Chu He sighed for no reason.

The end of the law came, and the gods and goddesses fell, which seemed to be a catastrophe, but it was not an insider.

For example, Nezha.

According to Taiyi Zhenren himself, he deliberately took the opportunity to reincarnate, leaving the god list, and cultivating the immortal path again.

As for the lotus body, sooner or later it will have to be recalled, and it will be practiced into an incarnation outside the body or a certain magic weapon, all of which are in Nezha's own thoughts, and Taiyi Zhenren will not interfere.

The country doesn't use it now, and I'm afraid it won't have much chance to use it in the future.

Not to mention the Chu River, his gaze turned back to the mortal world and fell on the general public.

The originally prosperous Yangcheng, because of the lack of historical heritage, has never been blessed. Gradually, it has begun to decay, and the gorgeous, sci-fi city built always has a dead smell at this time.

A large number of people began to migrate out of this originally prosperous and desperate city, and the high housing prices began to fall off a cliff as early as ten years ago, and now, a house of more than 100 square meters is not even worth a better pair of flying shoes.

And in this wave of migration, He Ming is one of the few people who persevered.

He has feelings for the city and is reluctant to leave. And he firmly believes that this once vibrant city will sooner or later prosper again. And he... If you choose to stay, you will become the master of the city.

But now, all his feelings and dreams are shattered.

Just three days ago, he not only lost his job, but his wife and her three-year-old daughter fled the city that was gradually abandoned. Only his lonely shadow remained, and even the wild dogs began to dislike the ruins of this place.

The short knife in He Ming's arms exuded a scorching temperature, and the cat walked into the elevator of the building with his head shut. Wei Xiang, the boss who transferred the company, gave up the headquarters building, moved the company, and made a large number of layoff decisions at the same time, was He Ming's goal at this time.

For the sake of the company, he turned his back on his family and lost almost everything.

And now the company abandoned him first, which made He Ming a little crazy.

What he didn't know, of course, was that in his blood, there was a factor of madness that was flowing.

It was some kind of ancestral bloodline, awakening within him.

He Ming knew from Lao Dong that every Sunday at nine o'clock, the boss Wei Xiang would take some female students to the garage on the third basement floor to play, and they had a good time. This is He Ming's only chance, and the boss is always accompanied by bodyguards at other times.

The elevator was sinking, and only the sound of He Ming's own noisy heartbeat could be heard in the dull air. I couldn't hold back a breath of urine, He Ming suddenly regretted it, and his fingers naturally stretched out to the elevator button.

"Four basements?"

"How can there be four underground floors?"

He Ming was suddenly stunned, he had worked in this company for more than ten years, and he knew every inch of space here, but he had never seen four underground floors. The company has a total of twenty-two floors, nineteen floors on the ground and three floors underground, twenty-two is an auspicious number for Wei Xiang to calculate, but the government only approved nineteen floors for this building, so Wei Xiang built two more floors underground, changed the three underground floors into garages, and the first and second floors underground are warehouses.

He Ming felt as if he had sensed some great secret.

"Maybe this is Wei Xiang's secret room, and there must be a lot of things hidden in it that he can't see. If I can get it, I don't need to kill him, whether it is to threaten him to make a sum of money, or to report him directly, this revenge can be regarded as revenge. ”

He Ming gradually calmed down, years of workplace experience would not make him so unbearable, and his previous performance was only because of the murder that really challenged his view of right and wrong and values for more than 30 years.

"Ding!"

The elevator came to a steady stop on the fourth basement floor, and the elevator doors slowly opened. It was pitch black outside, and the light from the elevator spilled in, like a handful of salt sprinkled into the lake, and it didn't do anything at all.

It doesn't seem to be quite the same as I imagined.

It's also a garage, but every car here looks like it smells of decay, and the thick dust spreads on the body, barely revealing a rough shape.

He Ming took out the warm short knife in his arms and clenched it tightly in the palm of his hand. The light of the mobile phone flickered brightly or dimly in the dimly lit space.

The space is large and seems to be out of the company's address range.

"The construction is illegal, and there are a lot of violations, which is more or less evidence. He Ming adjusted the personal binding photonic computer in the shape of a watch, turned on the flash to photograph the surroundings, and then wanted to transmit the image to his personal virtual space.

"What's going on? There is no signal? Impossible, isn't it! Wasn't it ten years ago, the signal was already covered by the deep sea and the center of the earth? This is just an underground garage, how can there be no signal?" He Ming only hesitated slightly, but continued to take steps.

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

The sound of the floating car swaying is particularly noticeable in the empty underground four floors, and the beating notes seem to have an unusual sense of rhythm.

"Wei wants to be here. He Ming thought of this instantly, and a sneer appeared on his face: "This king is really cautious, fortunately I hit it by mistake, otherwise I would have really missed it." ”

Squeak, squeak, squeak...

It was not just a car that made a sound, and the expression on He Ming's face became wonderful.

"Sure enough, it was a lot of fun. Even if he was ill-intentioned, in the face of such a scene that he had only heard of and had never experienced in person, He Ming's heart still flashed a few traces of charm, and his resentment rolled even more.

The creaking, creaking sound hid He Ming's gradually hurried footsteps, He Ming walked boldly with confidence, the only problem in front of him was, there were so many vibrating cars, which one was lying in Wei Xiang?

The body shook, and the dust on the body flew up, and the dust billowed the dark space even more foggy.

He Ming stood in front of a vibrating old sliding flying car, wiped the dust from the window with his hand, and looked in through the brown window.

Drip ····· ！

There was a long beep, the sound of cars came and went, and the flashing headlights turned on in vain, startling He Ming.

Regaining his footing, He Ming finally sensed that something was wrong.

Although the sound of cars was still there, he felt that it was too quiet, and there was not a trace of life.

"Lately, I've often heard about people going to hell and having a pet at home who suddenly talk. Am I going to run into evil too?" He Ming was a little flustered.

Although the state has published some spiritual texts.

But in a short period of time, He Ming was not in any famous mountains and rivers, he had strong qualifications, and he practiced casually for a while, but he didn't even enter the door.

Thinking of the horror of the legendary demons...

He Ming's breathing became rapid.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The rolling dust inhaled into the lung cavity, and He Ming couldn't help coughing loudly, and the coughing sound was like a rolling wave, and the more he coughed, the more he coughed, the more rapid he became. It was as if there was a pair of invisible hands pressing down on his chest, trying to squeeze all the air out of his lungs.

The hand swept over the trachea, squeezing it like toothpaste, making He Ming's face flush.

He Ming's hands waved continuously in the air, as if to grasp something. In a blur, he seemed to see his wife's smiling face, who smiled as shyly as a girl in the past, and then ran away quietly like a fawn. The daughter's well-behaved and white little face also kept emerging.

Bang dang!

It was the sound of breaking, parts spilled all over the ground, and the sound of ping-pong non-stop.

The feeling of suffocation quietly left, He Ming didn't care to look at it, he had no curiosity at all, ran back to the elevator in three or two steps, and frantically clicked the button.

But the elevator didn't come down, and the downward indicator always pointed down, but it never reached the fourth basement floor.

The dust behind him seemed to simulate a monstrous beast, waiting to devour He Ming.

"Help!"

"Help... ！”

He Ming didn't care if he would be exposed, and shouted loudly. The courage to die when he came had already dissipated when the two faces flashed in front of his eyes.

The dust was rolling, like a low cloud of black pressure, and the dull breath almost crushed He Ming to the ground.

Suddenly, a bright light pierced the clouds, and the light of the powerful flashlight hit He Ming's face, making him extremely pale.