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Nuoyi Zhuoma was born in a very traditional Tibetan family. Until her grandfather’s generation, she did not eat donkey, horse, dog or even fish. She walked to the Potala Palace to join the long queue, clasped her hands above her head , From the top to the forehead to the chest, bow three times, then prostrate on the ground, stretch your hands straight, put them flat on the ground, mark the ground as a sign, knock your head once and repeat the cycle.

No one knows where he started from, and how many days it took before he arrived at the Potala Palace. Nyingma lamas can get married, and men who study teachings at home did not enter the monastery to accept the precepts, but they have no yearning for Tibetan religion at all. No less than the monks who accepted the precepts, even after a secular wedding, he did not stop, but worshiped the Potala Palace.

Noyi Dolma only knows about her grandfather, and it is impossible to test her family. However, according to the general method, if she has such a pious grandfather, her ancestors must also be loyal believers in Tibetan religion. It is a pity that her father He is a deviant person who lacks reverence for the teachings. No one knows why his thoughts are too trendy. Maybe touching the back of his head will reveal that there is a natural rebellion there.

He left Tibet and went to the south of the Yangtze River to be with a woman who knew nothing about Tibetan religion. In the end, he had Nuoyi Zhuoma, a little girl who kept her Tibetan name and possessed magical powers.

She was absorbed by CSS very early. Here, Nuoyi Zhuoma learned to control her own power. At the same time, she also realized that there are many people in this world who have the same inhuman ability as her, although some are strong and some are strong. Weak, but when she was in CSS, the loneliness that had been hazy in her heart since she was sensible was finally dispelled, and she knew that she was not the only one in the world, she had many compatriots, and she directly spread out the real world In front of them, the sense of belonging and the peace of mind of having friends are important reasons why she is willing to stay here.

During the training on the shooting range, Zhao Jingjing can always shoot a good score that Nuoyi Zhuoma can't match in the time shortened by more than double. The existence of mind power makes it difficult for her to accept modern technology. Mind power is her hand and her foot. , is an extension of her body, the best tool that can help her achieve her goal, and modern weapons are only auxiliary. When she presses the handle of the gun, the jaws of the tiger are numb from the shock, the muscles are buzzing, and there are bursts of mourning, Torture your body but never get the good grades you want.

She didn't understand why she did these things. Thought power could help her, but technology would only hinder her. "Because you have to cooperate with your teammates, mind power can't connect everyone together, but electromagnetic waves can." Zhao Jingjing shrugged, "When your mood fluctuates, mind power can't produce effects, but the gun will stably play its due role. power."

"You are our secret weapon. Your mind power is the magic weapon for victory and the key to protecting your companions, but modern technology allows you to protect yourself at critical moments."

"When your thoughts are bound and your cognition is trapped in the boundless ocean, just draw your gun. The smell of gunpowder can take you away from the shadow of fear and break through the barrier that blinds you."

"!"

Nuoyi Zhuoma pulled out the gun suddenly, and after three bang bang bangs, the chandelier on the ceiling exploded, the glass pieces scattered on the ground, and there was still a strangely shaped lamp in front of it that was only half left handle.

Her sudden shooting startled the two police officers who helped Nuo Yizhuoma in. They stepped back subconsciously, their eyes fixed on the person who could still be called a little girl in front of them, and their hands were stiff under their clothes. The location of the machine is the cold hardness of the machine. Obviously, they also have weapons that should not appear here.

No one knows why the little girl who was fine just now suddenly became mad. To be honest, they have already partnered with each other on several missions, and they know that there are a group of creatures in the world that look like humans but have surpassed the boundaries of humans. From their point of view, these people may have superpowers, so no one was surprised when the sofa flew up lightly, but what really frightened them was Nuoyi Zhuoma's sudden gaffe.

"Take me out of here." You can feel the exhaustion of Nuoyi Zhuoma from the voice, as if most of the strength in her body has been drained suddenly, and the rest can only support her to stand straight on the spot without directly Collapsed.

The two vigilant men looked at each other, as if they were judging Nuoyi Zhuoma's current state, and finally they decided to listen to the little girl, and each helped her out of the residential building.

The people in the Nanjing branch of CSS attach great importance to Nuoyi Zhuoma. Of course, there is a reason why she showed extraordinary talent at a young age, but the simple heart of the little girl is also a treasure they try to protect.

When she is performing tasks, the miniature lens on the front button of the uniform will start to work synchronously, transmitting everything Noyi Zhuoma sees to the big screen in the branch. Using various methods such as satellite scanning electronic pulses to restore the local magnetic field and landforms through images, although sometimes there are certain deviations due to interference, but they are already using the most cutting-edge technology that has been developed to make restoration maps.

"The situation is not quite right." Hua Guohao was sitting behind the electronic display and biting his nails nervously. He could hear a crackling sound when he got a little closer. The nails of his ten fingers were deeply sunk into the flesh. Pitted and bled a lot because he would overbite his nails if he forgot himself.

"The magnetic field here seems to have been affected by the calamity, and the three-dimensional image has been slightly distorted."

Team Zhang frowned and looked at Zhao Jingjing: "You just came back from the first fire, how is the situation?"

Zhao Jingjing frowned and said: "Everything is normal, it's like Huo Dou just passed by and leaked a little breath unintentionally." Even though she said so, her heart rate was speeding up, and she felt tense and palpitations for no reason, which made Zhao Jingjing feel a little nervous. I had a bad feeling.

Team Zhang said: "Connect to Nuoyi Zhuoma."

He picked up the communicator: "How is the situation there, Dolma?"

The distance in the same city is not far, and interference signals will naturally not exist. However, the girl who is very responsible at work and will make a sound whenever she is called this time did not make any substantive sound. In the monitoring room Everyone in the room just listened silently to the increasingly heavy breathing of Nuoyi Zhuoma.

Hua Guohao said: "Her situation doesn't seem to be right." While speaking, his fingers did not rest idle, he operated on the keyboard to maximize the image from the camera that was nailed to the button of Nuoyi Zhuoma.

Its clarity is like watching a 4D movie, and even the slight trembling of her chest can be felt.

"Nuoyi Zhuoma's heart rate is rising rapidly, blood pressure is fluctuating, and the activity of the cerebral cortex is abnormal. There may be hallucinations in front of my eyes." Hua Guohao thought deeply, "This is a symptom of being affected by the aura of disaster."

Are you kidding me, the black air in the space of the normal residential building just now is so thick that it can affect Nuo Yi Zhuoma, how is it possible?She can use the power of thought, and her mental tempering makes her physical strength far exceed that of ordinary people. Although she is young, her psychological and physical qualities are more worthy of high praise than most of the team members.

There was another turmoil in the picture, only a few bang bang bangs were heard, the broken chandelier, which had been shot by a gun, fell to the ground, and was even more smashed to pieces when it fell to the ground.

Zhao Jingjing said: "This is a safe behavior, the safe behavior I agreed with Dolma. When she feels that she is under too much mental pressure, or is shrouded in fear and cannot break through, she will draw strength from modern technology, such as guns."

Hua Guohao said: "Her heart rate is slowly decreasing and will soon return to normal."

Team Zhang said in a deep voice: "Very good, first bring Nuoyi Zhuoma back."

Only when she comes back can she know what happened in the residential building.

Ye Yaode said that although the name Yilong is very strange and it easily reminds him of the one-stop service of the funeral home, his ability to write books is not bad.

For the sake of the mythology he wrote, there is no way to treat it as a serious research report, but rather as a collection of fairy tales or a storybook. However, the author writes with flesh and blood. Some myths are known to Ye Yao, and some are written by him. I don’t know, I read it with gusto as supplementary knowledge, and many legends are described in a very graphic sense, as if the author himself has seen and experienced it.

But what Ye Yao didn't expect was that in a thick book of myths, which included various myths from various countries, there were not many that could really be linked to the word resurrection.

Ye Yao has no other skills. Like his eloquence, his memory is also innate, and his shorthand ability in a short period of time is very good. After reading the books that really interest him, he can almost never forget them. The method that the gods brought humans out of the underworld with a disdainful tone, the only treasure that contains the power to resurrect people is the Eagle Stone.

And there is only one short sentence, which seems to be a descriptive language that Tu can speak.

This made Ye Yao's heart itch.

He wants to look for books in the small library, preferably with records related to the Eagle Stone, but there are too many books in this library, and he doesn't know where to start.

Just as he was sitting at the table pondering whether to let Qiongqi get a ladder to climb up and down, he heard the door click open, and Samoyed poked his head and said, "It's time for dinner."

Ye Yao said: "Where are the poor and strange people?"

Samoyed said: "Go out, who knows where he is?"

Ye Yao didn't speak, but Samoyed seemed to know what he was thinking, and said to him: "Do you feel that Qiongqi is very vicious when he is around you, and his temper is not bad at all, and now he is locking you up in many places." In the library that hasn’t been used in years, are you a little afraid of him?”

Ye Yao thought no, actually I am quite grateful to him, this place is simply heaven to me.

And he always believed in Su Daji's words that Qiongqi had a three-year-old baby in his heart, so as to motivate himself to be lenient to others.

Samoyed said old-fashionedly: "You have to be considerate of him. In fact, his temper is not so bad under normal circumstances. He treats you badly because you are a good person, get along with good people and you can't bite his nose off. It’s just torture.”

Ye Yao suddenly thought of the legend that Qiongqi would bite off the noses of good people to give gifts to bad people and asked curiously: "So he really bites off the noses of good people as recorded in the Shan Hai Jing?"

Samoyed said: "Of course, he likes to eat that."

Then he felt the fur on the back of his neck being lifted, just like Garfield being picked up by a cat by its neck.

Qiongqi showed his eerie white teeth: "Actually, I prefer to eat dog meat."