Everyone sat in the carriage, and somehow, the wooden wheels were not bumpy, but surprisingly smooth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe originally gloomy street scene outside suddenly went completely dark with a short bell ringing from nowhere.

As if instructed to do so, countless street lamps on the side of the road were lit one after another, but instead of electric lights, they were towering torches. There was a copper dish under each fire, presumably containing grease or natural gas, but it was constantly supplied with combustion energy.

Zong Fang looked at Shao Jinfu opposite in the flickering light and darkness, and suddenly opened his mouth to break the silence, "So, what do you look like?"

Big Spoon was stunned for a moment, "Me?"

"Yes. You didn't say that the bodies of you and Mrs. Zun were all reprinted here......"

"Oh—it's exactly the same, actually. The principle of the three-dimensional printing equipment is still stolen from the human world, but in the underworld, you can add spells to your heart's content, so the actual development speed is even faster than the above. The reset shell of each soul is deduced according to the mapping of its original gene chain in the soul, which can basically ensure the original taste. ”

He paused, "It is said that before this technology is popularized, all new residents in the city will need to apply for a quota for cross-border corpse requests. After registering, you can wait in line, and it may not be what it will be like to get in your hands, and sometimes it doesn't even match the gender...... But in order to get rid of the geist state, everyone is not very picky. Looking at the way you look now, I am as surprised as I was at the beginning, in fact, you will get used to it after staying here for a long time, after all, there are too many weird things, and you can see it after numbness. ”

Zong Fang closed her mouth in surprise and turned her head to look at Pu Sira. The other party was as surprised as her, but the difference was that the big girl looked like relish.

The carriage shook and stopped, and the coachman said nothing in front of him. Shao Jinfu solemnly admonished, "It's here." Don't say much, just follow me. ”

The four of them got out of the car one after another, and in front of them was a majestic mansion. There are only three or four floors, but each floor is extremely high, and the total height is more than ten zhang. In front of eight large black-lacquered gates that open in pairs, there are also tall rain cornices and colonnades.

Zhang Liao whispered, "White House!" Zong Fang secretly stomped on him with his foot, and Zhang Liao, who was in pain, wanted to jump but didn't jump - the other foot was also stepped on by Pu Sila!

"Don't talk nonsense. Zong Fang's opinion was quickly agreed by Pu Sila, "That is, it is obviously black." ”

Architecturally, however, the two are too similar in shape - the dark bedrock in front of them makes it more like a dark version of the White House...... Ahem, Black Palace.

The biggest difference is that in the center of the porch and rain eaves is not the national emblem, but three thick white fat and bright characters - Lingpei Mansion.

No one patrolled and no one intercepted. The four men in black cloaks swaggered up the steps and walked into the foyer......

Zong Fang is familiar with the usual gait of the big spoon, and it is by no means as flamboyant as it is now, and the fearlessness is obviously pretended. Through the subtle details, you can feel the tension in his heart. Well, this place will never be as simple as it seems! Zong Fang cheered up and followed closely.

In the dark hall, the hallways are unusually wide. Along the base of the walls on both sides, hundreds of metal braziers are placed, spaced twenty meters apart, each one with a diameter of one meter. The flame is not small, and it burns quietly because there is no wind. But the lighting range is not large because the ceiling is too high.

The walls are covered with murals, all of which are painted in oil in Western classicism, full of light and shadow and chiaroscuro. The tone is calm, and the content is almost entirely scenes of war and killing, and the sections are completely undivided, including the countless mass murders in human history.

Walking down the long corridor into the depths, occasionally a few similarly dressed black-robed guests stepped out of the inconspicuous door, holding various folders, hurrying and ignoring the visitors.

Shao Jinfu finally stopped, and whispered in front of one of the side doors, "This is the third division, where I report on my work." You can go in with me, but don't speak rashly. Everyone nodded, this ghost place is very depressing, and no one has the desire to chat.

Shao Jinfu didn't knock on the door, raised his left palm to signal to the door panel, and the whole door was green for a moment, as if there was a glimmer of light. The crack in the door opens inward from the middle, and four mermaids enter.

Whoa—the sudden screams made everyone's hairs stand on end. Just in front of a top-to-ceiling filing cabinet next to the door, a black-robed cross-border traveler was firmly nailed to the cabinet door with a dinner knife stuck all over his body!

The scream just now probably corresponds to the knife he just received. I may have been screaming before, but the sound insulation of the door and wall is so good that I can't hear half of the noise outside.

"Lord Bai, I am guilty, spare me—" The tortured man's hands were nailed separately in a straight line, and a shiny dinner knife was stuck in each palm. ...... on the body Rough count, no less than twenty......

"Spare you? How can I spare you if I do this with a little thing? What are you afraid of, you won't die anyway. "Brush—another flash of silver light flew and plunged directly into the mouth of the desperate man's supplication. Blood soaked the black robe, but no red was visible, only the thick bloody aura was terrifying.

The abuser sat behind an extraordinarily large executive desk, which was not made of wood, but seemed to be made of volcanic rock and polished in one piece, convex but slippery to the touch. The jumble of archival documents was pushed to the corners, and in the center was a huge silver platter, in which a third of a roast suckling pig was eaten and lay on the plate with the pig's eyes closed and calmly killed.

On both sides of the silver platter, there were shiny cutlery side by side, all forks on the left and knives on the right, and by the number of forks there were twenty or thirty more than knives -- plus the ones that flew out, the two compartments were exactly the same. Why do you need so many knives and forks for a meal? The first-time visitors muttered to themselves.

"Hmm, who is this?" asked the abuser without raising his head, closing the supplicant's mouth and starting to look for a napkin to wipe his hands.

"Lord Bai, Shao Jinfu has come to restore his life. The spoon was respectful, and he didn't look up.

"Oh—how are you doing?" the white lord was not white, and his face was sallow. Probably in a high position, pampered, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, it is a typical winter melon face. The upper and lower beards on the lips are not rough. A pair of hanging eyes like white-fronted tigers, there is a restlessness to kill everything at any time.

"The quantum scientific research information of the Celestial Empire in the human realm has already mastered some progress. But...... There was a big problem with the 749th Bureau, my identity cover unit, which caused the source of information to be temporarily interrupted......"

"The shaft is useless!" Lord Bai grabbed a dinner knife casually and threw it over.

With Shao Jinfu's skills, there is no way to dodge at all, this knife is coming at his chest!

Silently, a slender jade hand stretched out from behind the big spoon, just an inch in front of his chest to grasp the knife, the knife seemed to be enchanted, buzzing and shaking, as if unwilling to give in.

The fingers that clenched the blade of the knife were slightly forced, and with a snap, the silver knife broke in two from the middle, and all of them fell on the stone slab on the ground, making a crisp hitting sound.

Yo ho ho - who gave you dog guts?

In this office, he has always been sharp, not with great accuracy, but because no one dares to hide at all.

He couldn't believe the facts in front of him, and he squeezed his eyes hard, trying to see who was disobedient.

- Pusila, of course, only the Valkyrie Grand Grandma, who is not afraid of the earth, would face all challenges with such enthusiasm. She shook her head violently, threw her hood to the back of her neck, and scattered her blond hair on her shawl, her proud blue eyes staring at the third division of the Lingpei Mansion without flinching.

"Interesting!" Lord Bai was overjoyed, as if the bored cat had finally found a new mouse. "It's actually a Hu Mei. Come, stand still—I will fly these knives, and you will catch them all—and I will pardon thee, and I will not know if I may take thee as a slave...... But if you don't catch it, hehe, I'll shoot you innocent!" Before the shameless metaphor was finished, the silver light of the Dao Dao had already shot out one after another.

Pusira stepped in front of the big spoon, still the same hand, the arm basically did not move, only the wrist trembled slightly, peck, peck, peck...... The ground was crunching, and the horizontal and vertical were full of dinner knives.

Lord Bai's right hand touched the air, and it turned out that the knife had run out. He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll try to change the fork." Be careful - I'm left-handed!"

I'm not lying, the fork thrown by my left hand is a little more powerful than just now. The silver light in the air was connected into a line, and every time it was clamped by the jade fingers, it could also make three more points in the fingertips, and the friction position actually began to shine red light-caused by too high temperature.

...... The last four forks on the table were thrown at the same time.

Obviously, there is a mana bonus, but it actually flies extremely slowly, as if it has encountered a sticky block in the air, hesitates, and seems to be ready to change direction at any time, which makes people's hearts tense.

Zhang Liao couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit. Just about to help, the big grandmother's five fingers were collected one by one, and she blatantly sucked the four forks that were grinding and rubbing, and inserted them between the fingers of the five fingers, and the exposed four fork handles were like Wolverine's hook knife, silver and dazzling.

It's not over yet! The white lord didn't know if he was angry, so he picked up a huge silver plate and threw it over, and the first to bear the brunt was naturally the mutilated roast pig.

Buzz -- it seems that it was not a pig that was thrown, but a Boeing 747! The papers on the table were lifted up by the wind and flew like snow. All the cabinet doors on the four walls opened in an instant, and it was obvious that the indoor air was evacuated.

The four forks instantly turned into silver water, and were thrown back in a straight line, flying towards the trajectory of the roast pig.

Duo - Dang!

The roast pig was sent back with a series of vigorous efforts, and it was nailed directly to the stone wall behind Lord Bai through the silver plate.

"I'm an ancestor!" said Valkyrie.

The chief was so shocked that he reached out and pulled out a slender metal strip from the roast pig on the wall -- where did this silver chopsticks come from?

After playing with it again and again, he understood and praised, "High, really high." In an instant, the melted high-temperature silver water condensed into a slender short spear, and this hand has never played with it - it is estimated that it will not be able to finish such a fine flower work......"

He flicked the silver spear in his mouth, sipped off all the roast pork fat and fiber meat foam, and looked like a big man eating skewers on the street.

"Uh-huh, yes, yes. The high temperature grilled the pork belly along the way, and it tasted even better!" he seemed to have forgotten to punish Shao Jinfu. Just staring at the blonde "Hu Mei" and appreciating -

"Let's ask, does the girl have Lang Jun?"