The World is Sick

The coquettish panting in the computer and the serious face of the man in black made the scene extremely embarrassing.

Ge Xiaolun's hand holding the tissue didn't let it go, and he didn't let it go, his tongue immediately became knotted.

"Police... Uncle policeman, it's just watching a movie, isn't it breaking the law?"

"You guys are still looking at a fart! If you have the time to go home and masturbate by yourself, you will be knocked out first and taken away!"

Immediately, Du Qiangwei, who was wearing a camisole and had straightened long hair, squeezed out from behind the four men in black, her face turned black, and directly woke up the subordinates who were also struggling.

"No, no, no! Let me put on my pants first!"

"Can the sentence be reduced by reporting?! I am an accessory! Innocent..."

Then, amidst Ge Xiaolun's wailing, the corners of the four mouths twitched, and the men in black, who tried their best to hold back their laughter, swiftly knocked the unlucky guy unconscious and took him away.

In the end, Ajie, who was in charge of cleaning up the scene, glanced at the learning materials that were still playing on the computer desktop, and nodded slightly.

Well, the cavalry has no code. Looking at the serial number, it seems to be a new product over there. This kid has a good taste.

When everything was returned to its original position, the black car downstairs sped away.

Almost at the same time, Cheng Yaowen, a farmer working in the fields, Zhao Xin, a college student wearing headphones and skateboarding on the street, and Mengmeng Yuanding, who took care of flowers and plants in the manor, all received the same treatment. Similar incidents occurred in various places in China. staged.

Chapter 725 Chapter 690 Chapter 001 SCP[-]-Dragon Veins!

North Star, a secret base.

Ducao stared at the holographic map of China projected on the desktop, with a Chinese-character face frowning, and the dense red lines running through it flickered, making people unclear.

At this time, Lianfeng, an intellectual female officer with long pale blond hair and wearing a green military uniform who was once a genetic engineer of the Deno Galaxy, knocked on the door and entered.

"General, as of now, all the inheritors of the Super God Fund in the first phase of the Deno Galaxy God-making Project have been recalled, and they will be sent to the Super Seminary to report to the Super Seminary one after another after a short period of psychological counseling."

Ducao pressed his right hand falsely, indicating that he knew it, and then called his capable subordinates to the table with a serious tone.

"I hope they will form combat power within two months! It must be before Kunlun opens!"

Hearing this familiar name, Lianfeng couldn't help frowning deeply, and there seemed to be hidden worry in her eyes.

"So urgent? Are they coming back?"

At the same time, a slight tremor came from the ground, and the tyrannical roar of the dragon seemed to be faintly echoed in the ears. The lights above the two of them flickered on and off, but they looked familiar to each other.

Ducao casually threw out a piece of information with an open circle outside and a three-way arrow mark, and threw it to her.

Lianfeng quickly flipped through a few pages of information, gently rubbing her fingertips on the special logo on the header.

"The SCP Foundation has also received news about this matter? Does that mean that our newly hired speaker..."

Ducao raised his hand slightly, his eyes deep.

"Inviting him here has this purpose. Since their SCP Foundation has already intervened in the investigation, let's wait, so as not to delay the sharpening of the knife..."

At this time, a dragon-shaped pattern runs through the top of the document that has been blacked out in many places, gradually distorted and formed into words.

The content is impressively...SCP-001-Dragon Veins!

At the same time, in the deep mountains, the Super Seminary.

Fu Hua stood in front of the table, holding his breath and concentrating, waving his long sleeves, throwing five copper coins on the table, when the dust settled, the immortal's gaze became solemn for an instant, and he whispered in his mouth.

"Kun's hexagram is on the sixth level, the dragon fights in the wild, its blood is black and yellow, and it is very fierce!"

Dressed in a cloud-ink long gown, and pushing open the doors and windows, Fu Hua looked at the undulating terrain and the vast mountains shaped like dragons, feeling extremely restless.

Nine Heavens Xuannv is the ancestor of hundreds of schools, and she is even more proficient in the so-called divination.

If you interpret the hexagram, the upper sixth is the culmination of the six heavens, and if the yin line is not correct, the yin line will inevitably change to the yang line, and the yin and yang will compete, so the dragon will fight in the wild.

Since there is war, there will inevitably be bloodshed, but the blood here is not red, but black and yellow, and this color is taken from the sky.

This hexagram symbolizes the face-to-face confrontation between villain and gentleman, justice and evil, so both sides are bound to lose.

It seems that this trip to China is full of dangers, and everyone's life will be in danger. Just as Fu Hua was meditating, the door of the room was pushed open by Yi Ya.

"Hua, don't be bored in the room all the time, how about going out for a walk together?"

Kevin entered the room, wanting to take his old comrade's hand, but Fu Hua subconsciously dodged it, and a trace of panic appeared on the girl's face.

"What's wrong with you, you look so ugly? I'll accompany you to the infirmary..."

The man looked worried and couldn't help expressing his concern, but Fu Hua shook his head to stop him.

In desperation, Kevin walked around in confusion. While pouring water for Fu Hua, his eyes were attracted by a half-open "Tao Cang" on the table, so he picked it up and turned a few pages.

Fairy Chiyuan clenched her right hand, which was tucked in her sleeve, and the five copper coins turned into fine dust and fell from her fingers. After a moment of hesitation, she casually asked a question.

"How much do you know about dragon veins?"

Kevin came back to his senses, blinking curiously.

"Why do you ask this? Feng Shui? I know this."

Fu Hua took out the piece of cloth that Kevin rubbed in the Nine Nether Lands of the South China Sea from the shelf, handed it to the owner, and then paced and pondered.

"Yin and Yang are the cauldron, nature is made into work, spiritual energy is transformed into a bell, and human beings are born, and human beings are the primates of all things in the world..."

"The shape of the dragon husband is dark. Some are as big as the sky and the earth, and some are as small as the precepts. They may hide in the secluded void, or span the nine heavens. All the beasts belong to the dragon, and the dragon is the king..."

"If you want to find a suitable object from beast worship, then for Huaxia, the dragon is undoubtedly the most perfect totem..."

Kevin was a little confused about this sudden and serious history lesson, but seeing Fu Hua's tense pretty face, he just let it go.

"In cultural meanings, there are actually many types of dragons. Those who live in the sky, move clouds and rain, and give birth to creatures, are the so-called gods of wind and rain in the rivers and seas; those who are human, ascend to the throne and educate all people, we call them the Son of Heaven..."

Fu Hua's explanations are profound and simple, making Kevin, who was originally lacking in interest, gradually understand. No wonder there will be records in history, the spirit of the emperor becomes colorful, and becomes a dragon and a tiger.

"Finally, those who enter the land will turn into mountains, and form mountain ranges, stretching the terrain, and guarding the country. This is..."

"...Dragon veins!"

Kevin said the key words, and some doubts in his mind were gradually solved.

Fu Hua nodded, pointed at the "Tao Cang" in Kevin's hand, and responded indifferently.

"These are recorded in "Bu Yu Pian", and according to textual research, although the dragon veins are intricate, the topography of the world and the famous mountains of Kyushu are all formed by the ancestor dragon veins..."

"What I want to say is that the vein of the ancestral dragon is based on Kunlun. According to the terrain on the rubbings, the location of Pangu's tomb seems to be in the vein of the ancestral dragon!"

At this time, Kevin finally understood the purpose of Fu Hua's circle. For this friend who likes to quote scriptures and is so rigorous in everything, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and hugged her from behind pitifully and whispered softly.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, I will definitely find the trace of Cangxuan Danzhu..."

"So, dear Miss Fu Hua, would you please let me go out for a walk, the sun outside is very good..."

However, Fu Hua untied his clasped palms, and after hesitating, a trace of apology appeared on his face.

"I haven't explained all the things above. I want to go back to St. Freya to check the information. I will trouble you for the time being..."

Immediately, without waiting for Kevin to stay, the cloudy figure rushed out of the room in a hurry, as if deliberately avoiding someone.

When the door of the room was slowly closed, in the darkness, Kevin sat back on the chair, rubbed his fingertips, and frowned deeply.

Kunlun Mountains... Dragon Vein... Pangu Tomb... And... Taixu Seven Swords... He always felt that there were inextricable connections between all kinds of clues, and an invisible giant net was gradually being woven into shape, strangling his neck superior.

While contemplating briefly, the long-lost mechanical friction sound came from his mind, and Hatsune Miku's pleasant electronic synthesis sound echoed in Kevin's mind.

"Attention, the countdown to the awakening of the dragon veins: two months..."

"The mission of the sixth ring has begun—to resist the Kunlun beast horde, and to crack the secret of Taixu..."

And then unfolded, there was also a document named [SCP001-Dragon Vein], the sky outside the window was dark, and the oppressive feeling of the coming mountain rain permeated.

At this time, the window lattice creaked and trembled, and the pages of the book were flipped. Kevin looked at the mountains in the distance, thinking about it.

got windy……

ps: I can't hold it anymore. I have broken my promise to add updates for two days, so I owe 4 updates. Before the end of this month, I will definitely make up these four updates on the basis of two updates a day.

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Chapter 726 Chapter 690 Chapter [-] Demacia!

In the Super Seminary, three wretched figures squatted in the grass on the way to the teaching building. As time went by, the waiting people couldn't help muttering.

"The two brothers..."

"Uncle Ji, you scold me again! My name is Xin Zhao!"

"Uh... two brothers?"

"Your brother-in-law! I also have a name! Cheng Yaowen! What do you believe in what the girls say, you really think we are gay!"

The honest man Ge Xiaolun nodded with a submissive smile, and after Cheng Yaowen finished speaking, Xin Zhao couldn't help kicking the honest man next to him, looking at a certain part with extremely sharp eyes.

"If you're really gay, how can your chrysanthemum be kept until now? You're so heartless, just sit down with us and learn a little bit with your brain. We must ask that chick for an explanation today!"

For some reason, Ge Xiaolun's groin was bright, and he couldn't help but tighten his legs, and quietly distanced himself from Xin Zhao, who had a bad smell beside him.

"Stop arguing, that chick is here! I can't bear to run in the morning wearing a sweatshirt! Which one of you will go first?"

Immediately, Cheng Yaowen, who was faintly the head of the three, stretched out his hands and pressed the heads of the two friends, his eyes were attracted by the two round spheres shaking back and forth within their field of vision on the trail.

"Do you still need to ask? Of course we are together! Do you remember our slogan for action?"

Xin Zhao took it for granted, and then pulled out a brick from the edge of the lawn, seeing that the posture had won the essence and essentials of a group attack.

The three of them held their breath and nodded in unison. When the target approached the three-step range, three burly men jumped out together and shouted slogans towards Du Qiangwei who was running in the morning.

"Demacia!"

"boom!"

Five minutes later, the grass-sanji friend with a bruised nose and swollen face squatted on the ground in a standard posture of covering his head with his hands, with a bitter expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, the three of them fell into the hands of a little girl, which hurt their self-esteem too much.

"Just the three of you, how can you imitate others? My sister is a legend! The champion of two military competitions! Even without micro-wormhole calculations, I can torture ten rounds of your little three-legged cat kung fu! "