Bu Tian Gang

This is the case for people who narrowly escaped death in practice for the first time. Song Zhicun has seen many times and did not comfort them, because there will be more dangers waiting for them in the future. If they need gentle comfort every time, then this The underdogs will not be fit to stay in SMA.

Adjust your mentality, make yourself more adaptable to this environment, and be able to complete tasks in extreme danger at any time. This is a qualified member of the Special Administration Bureau.

"There's one more person... who doesn't seem to be dead." Dong Zhi suddenly opened his eyes and said in a daze.

"Who?" Song Zhicun asked.

Dongzhi panted, "It's the person who fought against me just now and wanted to blow up the person below..."

Long Shen comforted him, and Dong Zhi gradually spoke more fluently: "He was lying not far from me, but when I left the main hall just now, I found that he had disappeared."

The young man was so good-looking and so eerie that it was hard not to impress.

Song Zhicun frowned: "There is only one way out, where can he go?"

No one can answer this question. They came out this way, which is equivalent to saving a life. The bottom has completely collapsed, and they can't go down in a short time. Even the corpse of their companions can't be recovered for the time being.

After receiving the notice, Ye Cheng arrived quickly, and the leaders of the Yinchuan office came with him.

Song Zhicun briefly explained the situation to them, and when he heard that two people died below, the office leader's expression changed, and he hurriedly said: "Both leaders, please get in the car and go back to rest first, we have already contacted the hospital, here we We will send people to guard, and we will go down to search, and report to the two leaders at any time if there is any situation!"

Long Shen frowned and said, "Don't search for now."

The situation below is unknown, the giant python hid in the river, there may not be an accident, but the people who went down to search may have an accident.

The sacrificed companions are important, but so are the living.

When he said this, the people in the office naturally didn't dare to disobey, so they quickly asked the branch for reinforcements and sent people to guard the ground.

Even if the resentment in the world does not go away, there will always be demonic energy, but the human demon is completely wiped out this time, and it will not be impossible to recover for hundreds of years. In the duel, he was seriously injured, so he couldn't continue to guard here, so he had to hand it over to the branch office.

Everyone got into the car one by one and walked on the way back.

Looking at the royal tomb flying by outside the window, many people felt mixed feelings, with a sense of relief and relief, but more of an indescribable heaviness.

There were still many people who were injured, and the corners of their mouths were still bleeding, so they could only take some medicine for internal injuries from Ye Cheng, and wait for a comprehensive examination and treatment when they go back.

Dong Zhi was also seriously injured, but "it was a blessing in disguise", since he returned to the ground, he has been in a coma, and he doesn't have to feel the pain of motion sickness and vomiting blood.

Looking sideways, Long Shen saw that the other party was leaning against the window with his head tilted, his brows were tightly frowned, and he was not sleeping peacefully.

He knew that the reason why Dongzhi was able to prevent the explosion under the groove in time was probably because he had invited the gods. He also knew that he had made repeated orders at the time, so that Dongzhi could not invite the gods easily, because the previous two times had already consumed a lot of the opponent's energy God, but the situation was urgent at that time, he was dueling with the demons, and he couldn't separate himself for a moment, and the others were also blocked by the demonic energy, so he could only spare a little bit of mind and use his mind to let Dongzhi think of a way.

Facts have proved that this apprentice did not disappoint him, and his potential was beyond imagination. Without burning incense and seals, he was able to invite the Yin God just by chanting mantras, and it seemed that the one he invited was not an ordinary person.

However, the price paid for this is also huge.

Dong Zhi's face had no blood at all, it was so pale that it was almost transparent, it was frightening, and I don't know how long it would take to recover.

What's more troublesome is his body. Long Shen took his pulse just now and found that the internal and external consumption is exhausted, and both Qi and blood are deficient. up.

Sighing secretly, seeing the other party's face wrinkled into a ball, Long Shen's heart softened unconsciously, and he reached out to smooth the wrinkle between the other party's brows.

After a while, with a bang, the bus braked, and Dong Zhi's head hit the window, and his body leaned forward. Fortunately, he was wearing a seat belt and was stopped by Long Shen in time, otherwise he would have suffered more damage to his forehead.

That's why he didn't wake up.

Long Shen took off the seat belt, turned his shoulders over, and let the opponent's upper body lean on his legs, so as to avoid the tragedy of hitting his head again.

The sun shines on the half of Dong Zhi's head from outside the window, but the sun is too hot, not only does not have the slightest sense of romance, but his hair soon becomes hot.

Long Shen tried to pull the curtain to the middle, so that the other party could sleep more comfortably, but the curtain was broken, so he couldn't pull it.

Frowning slightly for a moment, he placed his palm above Dong Zhi's head, casting a thin shadow on the latter's cheek, separating the two worlds.

The wheels rolled forward, leading them away from the place of life and death gradually.

The tombs of the Xixia kings behind them stand silently and have not changed for thousands of years.

……

"Two leaders, the conditions here are not good, so please make it up."

Ye Cheng pressed the switch on the wall, and the light bulb lit up dimly above his head. He walked down the steps while Long Shen and Song Zhicun followed behind.

Behind, there was Zhong Yuyi, who was mentally ill and had dull eyes.

Zhong Yuyi was called here in the middle of the night last night to assist in the interrogation of a person.

After setting up the wounded, Song Zhicun and Long Shen failed to stay in the hospital to recuperate safely like others. They rushed to the office to meet Zhong Yuyi, and were brought here by Ye Cheng.

The office of the Special Administration Bureau in Yinchuan is located in an old independent villa in the old urban area. The community has been built for many years, and the neighbors around were able to buy this property at that time. They were also rich people. As the community became older Gradually moved a lot, and the Northwest Branch bought it when the price was cheap. As the Yinchuan office, the attached basement can also be used as an interrogation room occasionally, such as now.

Song Zhicun looked at the dimly lit basement, which was comparable to a haunted house, and couldn't help complaining: "I said that your office doesn't change a few brighter light bulbs. Those who know it say it's the Special Administrative Bureau, but those who don't know think it's a haunted place. !"

It’s okay if he didn’t say anything, but when he said it, Ye Cheng started talking and complaining: “Bureau Song, it’s not that we pick it up, it’s that the sub-bureau allocated too little funds for us, now we don’t even distribute roll papers, we go to the toilet Let employees bring their own, tell me, is there any poorer office than ours?"

Song Zhicun immediately changed roles and began to comfort him: "Little X, you are wrong to think this way. In fact, the General Administration allocates funds to the branch offices every year according to the regulations, but after all, our Special Administrative Bureau has a special type of work and often destroys some buildings involuntarily. Facilities, this maintenance cost is not a small amount, so financial constraints are also common, we must learn to adapt and solve them, and we cannot blindly complain to our superiors.”

The corner of Ye Cheng's mouth twitched, fearing that Deputy Director Song would have another long speech, so he quickly shut up.

There is not much space in the basement, and a table and a few chairs are enough.

Sitting across the table was a man with handcuffs on his hands and gauze wrapped under his clothes. It was Fujikawa Aoi who was captured under the ancient tomb.

He bowed his head, looked sluggish, and remained motionless.

Song Zhicun and the others were not busy interrogating, Long Shen nodded slightly to Zhong Yuyi, who walked up to Fujikawa Aoi, took out an incense burner from nowhere and put it on the ground, lit the incense and inserted it.

The smell of incense is a bit weird, similar to sandalwood, with a sweet and greasy taste.

Ye Cheng was a little curious, he knew that Zhong Yuyi was good at asking God, but he had never seen it with his own eyes, but now that he is interrogating Aoi Fujikawa, should he ask God to interrogate him?Wouldn't it be to invite a Japanese god to make the other party submit?

He was thinking wildly there, but Zhong Yuyi took out a pen from the cloth bag, dipped it in cinnabar, and drew a symbol on Fujikawa's forehead.

"Fujikawa, raise your head." Zhong Yu said.

The sound echoed faintly in the basement, and with the dim lights, it was more like the prelude to a ghost story.

Fujikawa was slightly shocked, and actually looked up obediently.

"What's your name?"

"Fujikawa Aoi."

"Where are you from?"

"Nagano Prefecture, Chikuma City."

Zhong Yuyi asked a few more irrelevant questions, Fujikawa answered them all without hesitation.

Ye Cheng secretly marveled.

Judging from his expression, Fujikawa seemed to be controlled by some kind of magic, which was similar to hypnosis.

But once Zhong Yu made a move, the effect would definitely be stronger than hypnosis.

Zhong Yuyi finally got to the point.

"What did you and your apprentice go all the way to China for?"

Fujikawa was silent for a moment, then said rigidly: "...for the bronze mirror."

Zhong Yuyi: "Your ultimate goal."

Fujikawa: "..."

Sweat began to break out on his forehead, and his brows became more and more wrinkled, as if he was resisting Zhong Yuyi's pressure.

Zhong Yuyi lit another stick of incense, which was slightly thicker than the previous one. The rich aroma soon filled the entire basement. Ye Cheng couldn't stand it anymore, so he took two steps back quietly, and looked at Long Shen and Song Zhicun again. His complexion was as usual, and his eyes were all focused on Fujikawa.

"What is your ultimate goal?"

"...For, destroy, the stele." Fujikawa finally spat out a few words with difficulty.

Zhong Yuyi: "Why do you want to destroy the stele?"

The key secrets are poured out, and the rest will be much smoother.

"I don't know, Otowa Hatohiko asked me to come."

Zhong Yuyi: "You are not only an onmyoji, but also a priest of Ise Shrine. How can Otowa Hatohiko command you?"

Fujikawa Aoi: "His... identity is a bit special. He has close contacts with the imperial family. Moreover, he said he can save Eko."

The painting in his mouth is the beloved disciple Bei Chihui.

Last time in Changbai Mountain, Master Fujikawa and his disciples wanted to accept Bone Dragon as a shikigami, but not only failed, Beichie also made Long Shen be beaten into a semi-disabled person directly. When I grew up, I didn't know how much effort I spent, but I was naturally unwilling to have such a result, so I tried my best to restore Bei Chihui to normal.

The basement was silent, except for Fujikawa's talking and panting, the others deliberately suppressed their breathing.

Song Zhicun wrote some questions and handed them to Zhong Yuyi, asking him to ask questions.

Zhong Yuyi took the note and continued to ask, "What is Otowa Hatohiko's background?"

Fujikawa Aoi opened her mouth, but said nothing.

Zhong Yuyi asked again.

Fujikawa Aoi's complexion became paler and her breathing became heavier and heavier, so that blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth at the end, but she still refused to utter a word.

As soon as Zhong Yu saw that things were not going well, he was afraid that he would die, so he hurriedly changed the topic.

"Did Otowa Hatohiko heal your apprentice in the end?"

"...Healed, healed." Fujikawa made a ho-ho noise from his throat, but his expression was obviously much lighter than before.

Zhong Yuyi: "The young man who came with you used silk thread as a weapon, what's the origin?"

Fujikawa: "I...don't know, he belongs to Otowa."

Seeing that Long Shen and the others had nothing to ask, Zhong Yu patted Fujikawa on the forehead: "You will forget everything about tonight, go to sleep."

Fujikawa fell limply to the ground, unconscious.

Song Zhicun frowned, not optimistic: "Looks like another big fish has been caught!"

Ye Cheng couldn't help but said: "Ju Song, have the demons really been wiped out?"

Song Zhicun nodded: "We have completely destroyed the remnants of humans and demons, and they cannot be easily reborn within a hundred years. However, according to what Fujikawa said, this Otowa Hatohiko is definitely not simple. Even Fujikawa is used as a gun by him, and he can shoot wherever he points. .Combining the time at Changbai Mountain, his purpose is obvious, and he came for the stele. Dragon Bureau, what do you think?"

Long Shen asked Ye Cheng to take Zhong Yuyi to rest first. Ye Cheng knew that the two leaders had something to say, so he said to Zhong Yu: "The rest room is ready for you, I will take you there."

Zhong Yuyi yawned, looking as if he was too sleepy to keep his eyes open.

After the two left, Long Shen said, "I've been sending people to investigate Yin Yu, but I haven't found anything yet. The Yin Yu Consortium made a fortune after World War II and has strong financial resources. On the surface, it is no different from other traditional Japanese chaebols. , with deep connections in both the political and economic circles."

Song Zhicun had a bit of a headache. He thought he had caught a big fish, but he found out that there was an even bigger fish behind it.

"But thinking about the good, at least we know who is coveting the stele, and maybe we can dig out the secret of the stele from him."

It's a bit embarrassing to say, but if the Japanese didn't make such a fuss, they would have no idea that these steles are still buried in the land of China. Judging from the inscriptions on the steles, the history of the steles may be longer than they imagined. Stone tablets appeared one after another, and the mist on them seemed to be being lifted little by little.

However, after it was cleared away, more mysteries came rushing in, and the fog was thick.

Song Zhicun said: "That Otoba Jiuyan, will he have any connection with monsters? Or, is he himself a monster?"

Long Shen: "It's possible."

Song Zhicun frowned: "This is troublesome."

China is vast and abundant, and people with ulterior motives who want to hide their identities and enter the country can find a way no matter what, let alone the more powerful demons and ghosts.

The Yinyu consortium is powerful and has a deep foundation. The Special Administration Bureau is in the open, but they are in the dark. The other party can cause countless troubles for them as long as they move their fingers.What's more troublesome is that the other party probably has more information about the stele than they do. If they fail to decipher the secret and location of the stele, they will be passive for a day.

But for now, there is no better way.

"What about Fujikawa?" Song Zhicun asked.

Both of them are not fledgling boys anymore. To be able to sit in this seat, in addition to strength, they also need to have comprehensive means of dealing with problems, not just like ordinary members.

Long Shen glanced at the unconscious Fujikawa: "I want to exchange him for Dong Jilan."

Song Zhicun opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but finally heaved a sigh: "It's okay, after so many years, I don't know if Old Dong is alive or dead. It would be the best if he could be replaced."

Long Shen nodded.

After the important matter came to an end, Song Zhicun couldn't help holding his chest and coughing twice: "No, I still have to go back to the hospital and lie down for two days. I'm really old now, and I can't compare with before. I was seriously injured a few years ago. , come back and still be alive and kicking!"

Long Shen said: "Let's go, go back and rest."

Song Zhicun said: "I know you are also injured, don't hold on, leave this to Ye Cheng, this kid is not reliable, but he can still do things."

Long Shen hummed, and looked back at the unconscious Fujikawa.

The latter's face is like gold paper, and there is no trace of its former aloofness.

In recent years, many people have left the Special Administration Bureau, and they have gone overseas incognito, helping the country deal with more people who cannot be put on the table.

Overseas peacekeeping as understood by ordinary people also exists in the practice world. Not only can these not be publicized in the news, but many unsung heroes died because of this, and they couldn’t even return to their roots. Sometimes even their relatives didn’t know they had done it. What contribution, but Long Shen and Song Zhicun, as well as every member of the Special Administrative Bureau, have never forgotten them.

Some of them didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they couldn't even erect a tombstone for them. In Long Shen's heart, they could memorize almost all the names on the list.

Engraved in my heart, never forgotten.

Even their obscurity does not detract from their greatness.

……

The moment Winter Solstice regained consciousness, he almost thought that he was still underground, being chased by a giant python from behind, and when he saw a big face in front of him, he almost screamed out.

The doctor straightened his body and asked in a gentle voice, "How does your body feel now?"

The winter solstice monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, so he could only describe it truthfully: "I have no strength, it's soft, I can't move, and I feel dizzy when I lie down."

The voice is also hoarse.

The doctor nodded, didn't say much, just let him have a good rest, and then left.

Winter Solstice looked left and right, this was actually a single ward, probably because of the preferential treatment for them this time, but the doctor didn't say anything, which made him feel a little uneasy.

And what about his friends?Where is Master?What about Song Bureau?

The thinking didn't last long, Dong Zhi's mind was muddled, and he fell asleep again in a blink of an eye.

After an unknown amount of time, when he woke up again, he saw Gu Meiren sitting by the bed, looking at him sadly.

Winter Solstice felt that his way of sleeping was not quite right, combined with the performance of the previous doctor and Gu Meiren now, his heart skipped a beat, thinking that the injury was too serious and he was terminally ill, right?

"Are you awake? Is there something wrong? Do you want me to call the doctor?" Seeing him open his eyes, Gu Meiren's face brightened, and she hurriedly asked with concern.

Dong Zhi propped up one elbow that was not receiving the infusion, and wanted to sit up, but Gu Meiren hurriedly reached out to support him, and put a pillow on his back.

"Are you all right? Where's Bassan and the others?"

Gu Meiren touched the side of her face, there was a wound there, which hadn't healed yet.

"I'm fine, I just suffered a little skin trauma. Others also suffered trauma to varying degrees. Liu Qingbo broke a rib and is now lying in the ward next to yours. Zhang Song's hand was broken, and two others suffered concussions."

Winter Solstice asked cautiously, "What about me?"

Gu Meiren hesitated to speak.

Winter Solstice thought it over, the injury must be too serious to heal, he forced a smile and said: "I can bear it, just say it."

But before Gu Meiren could say anything, Long Shen came in.

His footsteps were as usual, steady, and he was not wearing a hospital gown, but Dong Zhi could tell at a glance that his expression was worse than before.

"Dragon Game!" Gu Meiren stood up and greeted.

"Master." Winter Solstice said.

Gu Meiren looked back at him in amazement, she passed out as soon as Dongzhi came out, and it was impossible for Long Shen to yell about accepting apprentices everywhere, so except for Song Zhicun, no one else knew that Dongzhi had already apprenticed.

Long Shen nodded towards Gu Meiren: "Go to the next door and have a look."

Gu Meiren knew that they had something to say, so she hurriedly left.

As soon as she left, Dong Zhi couldn't help asking: "Master, is there something wrong with my body?"

Long Shen didn't scold him for thinking about it, but frowned, as if there was something unspeakable.

When I saw the winter solstice, my heart was half cold.

"So far, do you still want to hide it from me?"

Long Shen: "I didn't want to hide it from you, it's just that you've been in a coma and didn't find a chance to tell you."

Winter Solstice couldn't help feeling sad when he heard the words, he felt that his life was really too hard, and he got terminally ill before officially joining the Special Administration Bureau, and he didn't even touch Master's hand!

Thinking of this, without any preparation, tears fell from his eyes.

Long Shen was taken aback for a moment, and he didn't even resist being held by Dong Zhi.

"Master, anyway, I was ready to sacrifice before I went to the ground. It was expected that something happened this time. I'm just, just a little bit unwilling!" Dong Zhi sniffled.

Long Shen withdrew his hand and patted the back of his hand: "There is something to gain and something to give up, don't be too persistent."

The winter solstice felt even more desolate: "Actually, there is nothing else. I still have an unfinished wish. I must tell you, otherwise I am afraid that it will be too late in the future!"

Long Shen frowned: "It's just that you won't be able to ask the gods in the future, and it's not like you're about to die. Why is this?"

The winter solstice is sluggish: "Huh?"

Long Shen: "I didn't expect you to be so obsessed with inviting gods, but even if you can't invite gods, as long as you practice Changshoujian and the thunder method taught by Fang Lao in the future, there will be no regrets."

Dong Zhi stammered, "I, am I terminally ill?"

Long Shen: "Who told you?"

Winter Solstice: ...I think of it myself.

He felt happy and a little disappointed in his heart.

It's a good thing they didn't tell the matter hidden in their hearts, otherwise their relationship between plastic mentors and apprentices would probably come to an end.