Inhuman World Front Desk Reception

The mountains are rolling and undulating, the entire mountain area is submerged in the rain, and the sky is covered with gray clouds that can't be seen at a glance. As soon as the hellish armed convoy came out of the Yinyang Expressway, it was flooded head-on by mudslides.

"Damn it." Fang Xiaonian was ashamed, and spit out the water he drank when he screamed, "There is a rotten yin energy in this rain." Yin energy is nourishing to the ghost body, but this yin energy is very evil , is like a plate of expensive steak with hair growing on the back. At first glance, it is salivating, but it is a pity to taste it carefully, and even needs to induce vomiting.

"It's the instability of the earth's air." Jiang Shen comforted him while driving, "This mountainous area is where Guixiu's mausoleum is located, and it's her lair, so don't take it lightly."

"It's annoying, I hate rain the most. If it wasn't for her, I would be off today, and I want to stay in bed and watch dramas." Fang Xiaonian muttered, Jiang Shen patted the car while driving, adding a layer to the car. In the water barrier, the errands braved the wind and waves in the mudslide all the way, and followed the researched route into the mountain.

Cooperating with ordinary humans is risky. Deng Qiu'e doesn't know spells, so what ghost cultivators want her to do, he has to give her information that ordinary people can understand, tell her the exact location, and set up a special passage for her to pass through After discovering that she was cheated by Qin Feng, although Deng Qiu'e would rather die than submit to keep the secret, she looked very strong, but unfortunately Qin Feng checked her garage according to the conventional criminal investigation thinking, and Deng Qiu'e missed this opportunity to cooperate with commutation of sentence.

——All of Deng Qiu'e's luxury cars have been specially marked by Ghost Repair, just like the ETC lane at a highway intersection, as long as the traffic permit on the vehicle is scanned, they can be released.

Fang Xiaonian: "I still can't figure out why Ghost Xiu wants to cooperate with a human being."

Qin Feng, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly answered him: "Crime also needs money."

Deng Qiu'e and her Yili Group are well-known consortiums in the world, controlling many industries. In terms of market value and market control alone, they are higher than Jinxiu before He Jinnian jumped off the building. She does many things in the world, and her abilities are even hundreds of times greater than her spells.

Fang Xiaonian rolled his eyes and understood: "Hey, this old ghost still knows what economic foundation decides to build on top of? The literal meaning of money can make ghosts grind."

Qin Feng: "Jiang Shen, give Xiaohe this month's salary, and ask him to go to the demon market to exchange it for human currency, and then go buy two sets of middle school political simulation questions for Xiaonian."

Fang Xiaonian's eyes widened: "Why???"

The black-faced Wuchang boss didn't answer, but Jiang Shen answered him with a sad face: "The economic base determines the superstructure, not the top one."

"Even Jin Yiwei, who has been dead for hundreds of years, can memorize it. Xiaonian, with your learning level, if you are not dead, you can only take the excavator major." Qin Feng patted him on the shoulder, "We must work hard. Yes, the government is preparing to expand the number of employees, and those with poor academic qualifications will have to withhold performance wages."

"I'll learn!" Fang Xiaonian was full of fighting spirit, "In order to make money reading novels and buying new game consoles, I worked hard!"

The armed convoy followed a luxury car in Deng Qiu'e's garage. The convoy rumbled through the mudslide and headed upstream into the mountain in a complicated atmosphere.

All the errands were peeking at the car where their bosses were, and even some who had trained their eyes were secretly using spells to observe Bai Wuchang's expression.

Among the old things in the underworld, the most secretive thing is the former Hei Wuchang's dereliction of duty incident, but when this matter was not fully announced, the new underworld at most thought it was a love script that caused mistakes due to personal ghosts, who knew that? It turned out to be a large-scale epic script that uses serving ghosts and immortals to try to subvert Yin and Yang, replace them with hell, and become the eternal emperor of the underworld!

Back then, General Bai killed the rebellious Heiwuchang Xiao Mingshui, but due to the rules of heaven and earth, he couldn't kill the souls of ordinary people, so he left this trouble to this day.

At this moment, all the yin and errands raised their middle fingers in unison in their hearts: waste of heaven, rigid and rigid.

There was a muffled sound of thunder in the cloudy clouds, and he was listless and uninspired.

The more you go into the mountains, the heavier the yin energy, but there is another yang energy in the center, forming a tripod, Xie Qilian's face changed slightly: "No, that's not the natural yin energy of the emperor's mausoleum."

"Did she get the last shard of Yin Qi?" Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, "Did Deng Qiu'e find it? The capitalists are so powerful?"

"No." Xie Qilian vetoed, "Even the underworld couldn't find the last fragment for a while, and this fragment of yin energy will not be sold at an auction at a high price, how could Deng Qiu'e get it."

"So she has other helpers around her?" Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, watching the dark clouds in the mountains.

"In her life as the emperor, the mausoleum was chosen very well. It is a dragon vein in the mountain. In the prehistoric age when ghosts and ghosts were everywhere, this mountain range is a top-quality spiritual vein that can support the great sect of the immortal sect. Now the core of the spiritual vein lies For her coffin, she will squander the spiritual energy." Xie Qilian snorted coldly, "There must be practitioners who have gone astray and are willing to join forces, just wanting to leak some spiritual energy from her teeth for them to practice."

Ghost Xiu was in a hurry, and even Deng Qiu'e used it to get the two fragments of the underworld, because the last fragment of the dark side was still missing, and she had run out of patience.She and her evil cultivators didn't find anything, and what made Qin Feng feel extremely bad-the underworld didn't find anything either.

Only when the four fragments are combined into a complete imperial seal, can she seize the cycle of life and death and reverse yin and yang.

Now there is no need for the underworld to deal with her. If the last fragment is not found, her high-profile Pluto career will be anticlimactic and self-defeating.

"She may already know about Deng Qiu'e." Xie Qilian looked at the rainy mountain road ahead, "But she dared to let us in."

"She has a trump card?" Qin Feng pondered, that Ghost Cultivator is not weak, but with Black and White Impermanence teaming up, she has no chance of winning. It stands to reason that she shouldn't resist.

However, the convoy went all the way unimpeded and drove all the way to the mountains.

The emperor's mausoleum is different from ordinary tombs. The buildings on the surface occupy a large area. Ordinary tourists who don't understand the details may not be able to tell the difference between the mausoleum and the palace.The convoy of the bad guys drove smoothly all the way to the gate of the mausoleum on the ground.

The Mausoleum Palace is very similar to an ordinary palace. It is a large square surrounded by porches, bridge columns, carved beams and painted buildings. The only thing that surprised everyone is——

"Fuck? That's an airplane?" Fang Xiaonian exclaimed first, and the next second, Qin Feng was no longer where he was.

Wuchang in black appeared above the plane in an instant—it was a transport plane, the standard configuration of the rescue team, the plane stopped here, it didn't crash, but there was no one inside, and the search and rescue equipment and supplies were still in the cabin.

The heavy rain was beating the wings, and the visibility in the mountains was extremely low. Pilots who can fly visually and land smoothly in this environment are amazingly capable, and there are only a handful of them.

"What's going on?" Xie Qilian was keenly aware that Qin Feng rarely showed any obvious personal emotions during the mission, unless the matter was really important.

Before Qin Feng could answer, he had already seen a name tag dropped from the seat in the cockpit of the plane. The name on it surprised Xie Qilian——

"Qin Huai?"

Qin Feng didn't speak. He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone. He opened his sister's circle of friends to confirm. Sure enough, he saw that the most recent one was Qin Huai's routine prayer before leaving the mission: There is an emergency distress signal for the archaeological team trapped in the deep mountains. Temporary call She asked a fighter pilot with excellent driving skills to rescue, and hoped that the trapped people would persevere, and she would arrive quickly.

There are also praises from their mothers below.

Guixiu had already bought the captain of an archaeological team at the site of Yanhuiguan. As an emperor who enjoyed countless funeral objects, it would not be difficult to buy another ancient treasure or exclusive academic materials at will.

"Where are the ghosts sent to protect you?" Xie Qilian was surrounded by ghosts, and all the ghosts bowed their heads in silence. They saw the bloody hell on the corner of Xie Qilian's snow-white clothes, "Which two trash are they, even that ghost?" Didn’t Xiu’s lackeys ever beat him?”

No one answered, because everyone could see that Xie Qilian was still cursing the bad guys, but his heart was already full of anger-there are indeed many bad guys who are working in the underworld, such as Fang Xiaonian, but Xie Qilian can confirm that there is no cowardly person who runs away in danger.

He clenched his silver gun tightly, and the thunder was furious, but this was probably the first time that the underdogs were not frightened by their superiors, but had almost the same anger.

They lost two peers.

Blood turned around Bai Wuchang, and blood-stained silver scales emerged from nothingness, wrapping his long body. General Bai held his silver gun upside down, turned around and asked, "Zhao Qingyan, which two ghosts are they?"

"Han Mo and Song Wenfang are on duty." Zhao Qingyan replied in a low voice, "The underworld roster can no longer report their location and status, I'm afraid it's..."

"Listen to me!" Xie Qilian pointed his gun point at the palace coldly, "We're going to rescue the living people now, as for you, which piece of trash has entered in a while, if you can't beat it, you don't know how to run, because you are being attacked by evil cultivators. If the running dog is beaten to death, let alone the soldiers I have led, it is shameful."

No one reminded him inappropriately at this time, and he would be speechless when his soul was scattered.

But the errands seem to think that being unable to beat and turning around and running is a much higher level of embarrassment than losing one's soul.

Qin Feng looked solemn, and drew his knife with his hand: "Don't disperse, gather and charge! Enter from the main entrance!"

The situation inside the Guixiu mausoleum is unknown, and it is not known whether there is a magic circle. The strength of ordinary ghosts is limited. Instead of being scattered and defeated one by one, it is better to go in together with the two big men, black and white.

They rushed to the front of the palace, there were soldiers buried with the guards in the emperor's mausoleum, and at this moment, inspired by Yin Qi, they grabbed their weapons and charged forward.But Qin Feng raised his hand and made a gesture, and the errand behind him took out the RPG neatly, boom boom boom—three seconds later, there was a pile of soldiers' debris on the ground, Qin Feng and Xie Qi didn't even bother to look at it, and rushed forward go in.

Sure enough, there were all kinds of strange Dunjia and Xuanmen spells in the Mausoleum Palace, and the underworld servants raised their RPGs again, but Qin Feng raised his hand to stop them.

"Don't waste firepower first." Qin Feng looked around, "The entire underground palace is surrounded by a large formation, and the RPG's firepower coverage is limited."

"The magic circle is perfectly combined with the earth's energy and the building, and it cannot be dismantled and cracked in a short time." Xie Qilian said.

"Then what should we do?" Fang Xiaonian asked anxiously, "Let me ask the New Year Beast if it doesn't have any new weapons yet."

"Don't ask him, just ask Jiang Wanxin to get the equipment. Among the ghost boys she just gave birth to recently, there is one with great strength." Xie Qilian had already understood what Qin Feng meant, and grinned without warmth He ordered, "Give her 3 minutes, and the rest will retreat outside the mausoleum."

In the underground palace under the mausoleum, a man in a black and gold dragon robe sits on a gorgeous throne carved with a black dragon.In the main hall, black candles were lit, and there was a row of evil cultivators who practiced ghost arts. In the center, there was actually a crystal coffin, in which lay a woman in a flying suit.

An evil cultivator was writing Qin Huai's birth date on the crystal coffin with blood and cinnabar.

Next to the man in the dragon robe stood Liu Tianshi with a gloomy face. Liu Tianshi said: "Your Majesty, this woman's birth date is not the most suitable. You want Mrs. Heiwuchang Xiao to have a living body, while you maintain a ghost body and separate yin and yang. This idea is excellent, but this woman's body is not the best choice. Besides, Master Xiao used to be a man, and this disciple thinks that it would be more suitable to choose a man."

Ghost Xiu who was sitting on the throne laughed lightly. He was the same as the portrait Xie Qilian showed Qin Feng. He was very dignified and handsome. No matter how you looked at it, he didn't look like a tyrant.

This is the true face of ghost cultivators.Back then, Xiao Mingshui violated the rules and let the tyrant watch a short section of their love story in the front mirror when he was the singer Jin Wan in his previous life. That's why Ghost Xiu knew his female appearance when he was the singer Jin Wan, but Having seen it does not mean having a real memory. When she does not deliberately announce her identity with Bai Wuchang, she prefers to use a male appearance.

"Because this woman has a great connection with the current Hei Wuchang." Guixiu said casually, "He has occupied the position of Ming Shui, so I will get some back from him, which is also a courtesy. Besides, this woman is very handsome. good."

Qin Huai in the crystal coffin was lying peacefully. The fighter pilot was not considered tall. She was only a little over 1.6 meters tall. Another landscape.

He knocked on the armrest and said, "Let your people look for Ming Shui's reincarnation, did you find it?"

"I found it, and I have already brought it." Liu Tianshi said, "Your Majesty's supernatural power is really powerful. Lord Xiao was shot to pieces by General Bai of the underworld. You still have a way to rescue him. You even escaped the underworld's eyeliner more than ten years ago." , sent into reincarnation, really convinced Liu."

Guixiu smiled lazily: "It's also because Ming Shui prepared many rare immortal artifacts for backup, and more than ten years ago, Bai Wuchang was the only one supporting him in the underworld. That’s all, what a big deal it can be.”

"Your Majesty, the person has already been brought here. Do you want to start transferring the soul? But Bai Wuchang seems to have already entered the Mausoleum Palace. Do you want to—"

Ghost Xiu interrupted confidently: "No need, there must be magic circle organs in the mausoleum, enough for them to dismantle them for ten days and a half months."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a violent rumbling sound, the entire underground palace shook, and the black candles were extinguished. All the evil cultivators and ghost cultivators looked up in astonishment, and saw that the ceiling between the underground palace and the mausoleum was pierced a huge hole.

On it, a black plane with the words "Jifu Heavy Industry" printed on its side roared past, and two more shells were thrown down, causing Ghost Xiu to fall back to the throne.

Fang Xiaonian, who was watching from a distance, said dully: "Have you heard that this plane was made by Boss Bai himself, and it's a bride price for Old A."

The author has something to say:

Old A: It’s a bride price, that’s right!

Brother Xie: No, that's my dowry!

Old A: Between you and me, marriage is the same.

Brother Xie: It’s different, it’s easier for you to move me.

Old A: ...