As soon as Xiao Zheng finished speaking, he heard the car approaching. A bus with the logo of the Exotic Control Bureau drove over. The window dropped, and Huang Zhu poked out his head and beckoned to Xiao Zheng: "Follow ."
"Special detention center." After Xiao Zheng got into the car, after listening to the command of the driver, he turned to Xiao Zheng and said, "The colleague over there just called . The old director has an accident. You have a ntality. ready."
Xiao Zheng kept his heart tight: "What's the situation?"
"I don't know yet," Huang Ju shook his head. "It was okay when the lights were turned off at night. The staff on duty got up at midnight and glanced at the monitor unintentionally, and found that he rolled off the bed, his body twitching for unknown reasons, and now he is being sent to the rescue. "
During the talk, a lightning fell, illuminating Huang Ju's face. The temperature was already low. At this ti, it had fallen below the freezing point. The heavy rain beca freezing rain and snow, and the driving vision was extrely poor.
The on-site intercom in the car reported the situation at any ti. Huang Bureau listened for a mont and said to Xiao Zheng: "I suspect the old director has sothing to do with the building."
Xiao Zheng: "Yellow Bureau, I don't understand. Our Bureau has always been the governnt's public affairs departnt. Even you are sent by your superiors ..."
"Yes, we are a public affairs departnt. It was only established in recent decades. In order to monitor the abnormal energy response across the country, similar institutions are available in countries all over the world." Huang Bureau said, "But we are not the sa as the observatory. We work The nature determines that we have 'history'. If there is history, there are also issues left over from history. Although our institution is new, due to cost considerations, the location of the General Administration and the various protective matrixes attached to it are all It was rebuilt and expanded on the basis of the 'predecessor'. Our predecessor was not the legendary 'Qingping Division', you should guess, otherwise there would be a mother-in-law and I would not be an ordinary person in charge of the General Administration. "
Xiao Zheng hesitated for a while that so "special talents" have long life spans. In this case, they are indeed older than the Exotic Administration.
"Seven hundred years ago, after the Qingping Division was abolished, abnormal energy activities beca weaker and weaker. Until modern tis ... around the Second World War, the birth rate of the special population increased again, and related events occurred frequently. This beca a problem before liberation. There is no unified organization, just like the Jianghu sects in the old days. There will be many special small groups in the civil society, so for fa and fortune, and so for morality. In short, if sothing goes wrong, whoever runs into it will be in charge. The pattern is similar to what you t at the Penglai Conference. Except for a group of special talents who are active in the western suburbs of Yongan, they don't have 'sects' like others and call themselves 'mutual aid associations.' "
"The na of the Mutual Aid Society is very trendy, but its history is no shorter than that of other martial arts. At that ti, people in it were involved in all walks of life. The characteristics were that there was no martial art inheritance. The special abilities were almost awakened the day after tomorrow. They held a group. Help each other who is just awake and able to adapt to a new life. And because they are all ordinary people, their style of work is more like ordinary people, they are more willing to consider for ordinary people, and they are more open-minded. "
"When the governnt first decided to set up a foreign-control bureau, it wanted to invite folk dignitaries everywhere, but ... you mother-in-law and those of you, you know, people simply look down on ordinary people and call the wind on their own ground. I do n’t like to be bound by so many rules ... and the treatnt we give is so different, so we shirk our refusal. Only this group of people in the western suburbs of Yongan responded to the call of the organization, so it beca an exception. The earliest founders of the bureau. At that ti, we had no foundation and did not even have a decent office location. They gave up their activity centers and put them into use after refurbishing. They have been running well for many years and cultivated a batch of Talented people have developed the scale they are now. "
Xiao Zheng: "In the end is that tree ..."
Huang Ju shook his head: "That tree has always been a dead tree, because many of the Mutual Aid Associations are very delicately arranged. When they were rebuilt, they were not willing to break the original structure. The tree did not affect anything. It was pretty, so it was always inside. Now-the old director was a mber of the Mutual Aid Society, if possible ... eh? "
The special detention center is an affiliate of the Exclusion Control Bureau. It is not far from the headquarters. A few words of work have arrived. After passing a blind-eye circle, you can see that the cordon at the gate of the detention center is pulled up. The staff of Yishui are wearing special clothes. Isolation clothing.
"Yellow Bureau," the person in charge stopped them from far away. "The situation of the old director is unknown. We do not know whether it is a curse or an infectious disease. The entire detention center is isolated. It is too dangerous. Do n’t enter ... "
"I'll go." Xiao Zheng got out of the car and ran through it after passing a suit of isolation clothing, going faster and faster. He just t the old director a few days ago and made an appointnt for him to et him ...
When I arrived at the dical departnt of the special detention center, I heard the harsh fire alarm inside. Xiao Zheng almost bumped into a doctor who rushed out. The doctor's glasses were crooked, and his legs were mixed with garlic. squat.
Xiao Zheng grabbed him: "Hey, you're fine ..."
"You guys have been dead for a few days. Can you send it to the crematorium? What first aid?"
Xiao Zheng hesitated. At this mont, he slled a scorched sll, and the back ridge suddenly felt a coolness. It was the intuition of danger in the field. He turned abruptly, only to find a "human" who described the withering Standing at the door, Xiao Zheng almost pulled out / gun on the spot—the man's hair was all white, his old face was a bluish wax, his eyes were covered with a turbid film, and his wrists and neck outside the hospital clothes There were several dark corpses, and there were signs of rot in the corners of his mouth.
Completely a zombie that erged from the biochemical crisis!
Even more mournful than ordinary zombies, their feet were still on fire, heavy black smoke burst out from those two thin-footed legs, the ergency room did not have the function of sending and receiving rockets, and the sound of a fire alarm blew heartbreaking.
"Zombie" rattled in his throat: "Say ..."
Xiao Zheng took a step back and was shocked to find that this "zombie" was the old director.
"Tell ... Tong ..."
Xiao Zheng sohow: "Who?"
At this ti, he saw the old director make a very strange action—he turned his head and looked into the glass window to see his reflection, and raised his hand if he dare not touch it, as if he wanted to hold his face, Emoticon.
It was a very feminine, looking in the mirror.
Even deeper in the middle of the night, a centenarian old man, a female ghost possessed, and no one around him ...
Xiao Zheng hesitated for a mont, couldn't help pinching a pouch of Renminbi in his pocket, and said alertly, "You're not the old director. What are you doing?"
At this ti, in the storm-stricken building of the Extermination Control Bureau, Xuan Yuan grabbed a vine that was tangled around his neck, and the fire flowed out of his palm. The vine suddenly beca a fire whip, and raised to the white shadow group He removed, and with the dead trees in the hall, a pile of flammable materials were carried by him.
"I am so big. For the first ti, I have seen so many dandruff trees-Lingyuan, what do you say, they are all sacrifices to A Luojin and King Weiyu?"
"You are too afraid of demons." The flying white shadows didn't wait for Sheng Lingyuan to answer, and said, "Just like you are afraid of Abyss."
Xuan Ye said well: "Put your mother ..."
"As soon as you heard of Abyss' instability, you could not wait all day long. Seeing that the demon and the demon who had been sealed in the past reappeared one by one, and all shouted that Abyss would rekindle, are you nervous? The people themselves are all five poisonous, greedy There is no shortage of idiots, but they talk about the change of magic color, and they ca n’t live in peace and prosperity. There are a lot of flowers and there is no shadow under the light. Once the monsters appear, you must attack them regardless of innocence, lest you kill them slowly. Those monsters You are going to grow like a human being ... isn't it, Her Majesty? The sacrifices are yours.
They are not a single voice, nor do they deliberately speak in unison. Basically, they all talk about each other, but because the tone of the voice seems to be one, they are mixed in such a ss, they are not ssy, and they are very harmonious, reminiscent of countless points in Qingping Town / Body shadow.
Wait ... Shadowman?
Sheng Lingyuan's gaze fell on the big tree in the middle of the Exotic Bureau—the dead trunk was covered with dead vines, both of which used to be grey fossilized faces like living fossils. It was taken for granted that the tree and the surrounding vines were one, until At this ti, Sheng Lingyuan discovered that when the inferior slaves bowed to the formation and harvested their lives frantically, the only thing that grew wild was the tree, and the vine pattern wrapped around it did not move. There was no intention to follow Yang, but it looked like a sturdy lock.
And this "lock" had already been broken by thunder at this ti, and unfortunately was stunned by the fire and was burning inch by inch.
In the special detention center, the fire on the "Old Director" 's legs had spread to his knees.
"You wait a mont." Xiao Zheng coughed a few tis, pulled out a fire extinguisher from the corridor, and sprayed it on the old director. "Forbearance, I am not a water system."
The fire on the old director's body blatantly violated the laws of physics, and he was too lazy to give a response to the fire extinguisher.
"This is Suzaku from the fire, it can't be extinguished." "The old director" shook his head. "The fire is not here, it's
who is on fire."
Xiao Zheng: "..."
This ghost story is endless!
"I'm ..." the old director said weakly, "the tree vine under your building."
At this ti, Wang Ze sent a voice ssage: "Director Xiao, the proclaid director Xuan does not know what the situation is now, the phone can't be reached, our building is on fire now! I don't see if it was the fire bird who put it. Fishing for him? "
Xiao Zheng: "..."
In the sea of ????fire in the Exotic Administration Building, Sheng Lingyuan was surrounded by Xuan Yuan's wings to isolate the surrounding Mars. He suddenly raised his head: "You are the shadow man raised by the demon king."
Like the other races, the nobles and nobles will also raise shadow people, but even if they are the masters of the heart, raising three or four shadow people is already extre, because the shadow people will automatically grow as long as the master likes, and The master is often not as "fraternity" as he imagined. If the shadow slaves exceed a certain amount, they are basically the sa as a mother. At first glance, the master cannot distinguish who is who, but is burdenso.
Therefore, after the death of the demon king, the human race broke into the demon king's palace and was shocked to see the hundred or so shadow figures raised in the Gouge Tower.
What's more, those filmmakers are male and female, and fat and thin, and they are all grown up. No one looks like anyone. At first glance, the demon king seems to be a fraternity of sentient beings and treats them equally.
Sheng Lingyuan rembered Dan Li said that the demon king had swallowed too much and diluted his nasty blood to almost faint. Together with his "self
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