Chapter 47

“What’s the situation?”

Ye Ling quickly rolled the mouse wheel and froze his fingers and fell back quickly. What happened? Can you trigger the task when you go to the network?

Ye Ling quickly pulled down the web page upwards and slowly checked it. The task publisher only showed that the task was triggered, and the specific information was still being collected and it would take a while to present it.

"There are dozens of dead bodies in an old village in a deep mountain. The wounds are bitten and the internal organs are mysteriously gone. It is suspected that it was caused by some wild beast. The police are working hard to solve the specific case..."

It seems that this is the only one who can scan several related news at a glance. It is possible that the only one who may trigger the Planning Bureau to issue a task.

As expected, the task publisher soon gave detailed information.

"What's the situation? This is... a god who traveled through time and space?!"

Seeing the mission introduction, Ye Ling was almost scared. He was just a small knight in the Planning Bureau. Is it really good to face such a high-level figure so early?

Although the introduction is that this guy forced himself torn the barrier of time and space by himself, and was severely retaliated by time and space. He almost lost his soul, and only a tin of residual spirit was attached to the corpse, trying to restore his strength with human spiritual energy.

They really look weak and can only take over the dead human beings, even a child cannot take over.

The characters also give fewer rewards, two hundred time and space coupons, usually such tasks are no different from giving away points.

"Okay, I've done it, there are no other knights around here."

The target is located in a small mountain village dozens of kilometers away. Ye Ling pushed out his father's old motorcycle from the garage. After flipping through the instructions, he probably... he could drive.

After fiddling with it for ten minutes, relying on balance and reaction ability that is better than ordinary people, Ye Ling rode his bike on the road in a crooked manner.

To be honest, Ye Ling hasn't tried it yet, and he is looking forward to it. Such opportunities are not often available.

According to the map provided by the mission publisher, Ye Ling put the accelerator to the end and drove towards the deep mountains of the suburbs.

According to the data, this is a relatively backward mountain village with hundreds of years of history and rarely interacts with the outside world. If Ye Ling hadn't triggered this task, he wouldn't believe that there would be such a closed place in modern times.

I always thought that this was a plot that only appeared in movies or novels. The closed small mountain villages are usually haunted, cursed, or the rhythm of zombies appearing.

Because of the continuous murders, the village chief who has maintained his relationship with the outside world finally thought of calling the police. Such murders can certainly attract enough attention, not only attracting police force, but also having reporters who are active in the news.

The sudden influx of outsiders brought a little noise to this originally peaceful mountain village and diluted the originally spreading panic atmosphere. The yellow and white warning belts and the flashlights that were not flashing aroused the great curiosity of these ignorant villagers.

“It’s really remote…”

Ye Ling stopped in front of several police cars and looked up at the deep mountain in front of him. According to the map, it was at least twenty kilometers, and it was all remote paths. Some places were still wired and the traffic was extremely inconvenient. I gave thirty-two praises to the dedicated people's police and reporters. (No one said that I was a big policeman this time, right? I remember that there was a police uncle who was still asking me for trouble in the book review area. =-=)

This is not difficult to explain why this small mountain village is so closed. Every time you travel, you are betting on life.

Even if a broken motorcycle is placed here, no one will steal it. Ye Ling pulled out the key and left, and parked with the police car. No one dared to get close to him.

The mountain road is stressful for Ye Ling. Ordinary people will take at least a day to hike. But how can the slags compare with the vampire nobles? Is there any?

Even on a mountain road, Ye Ling can maintain a speed of 40 kilometers per hour. When he runs like a gust of wind, he arrives at the first natural danger in less than ten minutes. The iron chains across the cliffs and spots of rust are also seen, which looks like a long time.

Human equipment such as hanging baskets are not available, Ye Ling just pulled up and walked around the iron chain as thick as his thumb. Speaking of which, the scenery here is quite good, no less than some scenic spots.

After walking normally for a while, Ye Ling's body fell down, his feet were covered with iron chains, and he walked upside down as if he had no weight, and he was knocked to the point of explosion.

“Wow!”

He glared hard on the iron chain a few times, causing violent shaking. The whistling wind in his ears and the open scene made the depression in his heart sweep away, as if the heavy stone pressed away suddenly.

After passing the iron chain, Ye Ling looked at the map projected in the retina, and he didn't dare to look directly at the mountain road.

"Yeah, just leave."

Jumping onto the backbone of an uncle, Ye Ling's outstanding dark vision could see an endless forest and a small village opened up in the forest, just like someone digging a piece of green cake.

Ye Ling drew a straight line on the map, at least to eliminate the path. He gently tapped his toes on the branches, and used the elasticity of the branches and its own strength, his body floated straight up like a light feather.

The legs fell accurately to the branch of another pine tree, and they tapped it gently without stopping, floating into the flying feathers, as if they had become immortal and flew forward again. The gravity of the earth seemed to be unable to bind Ye Ling's body, and it seemed that the knight in the movie had mastered peerless light skills, flying gracefully in the sea of ​​bamboo.

Ye Ling's ability directly offset the weight of his body of 60 kilograms. If he lifted it a little more, he could fly directly. Not to mention running and jumping among the branches, even if he stood quietly on the calm lake, there would be no problem.

With the idea of ​​finishing things early and going back to bed early, Ye Ling's body did not stay in this village, but rushed directly to the grave mountain of this village.

The body possessed by the death god was hiding in a grave. The tracking function of the watch was like the divine thoughts in the novel. It could cover the entire world and present the discovered scenery in the knight's mind.

Of course, this situation is limited to the task.

"Well, that's it."

Ye Ling put on the assassin's white clothes, easily avoided everyone in the village, came to an inconspicuous grave, knocked on the tombstone vigorously, shouted:

"Hey, get up, your mother called you to go home for dinner."

After a long time, there was no movement.

"Really, I brought your mother all. If you don't believe me, come out and take a look."

The images observed by Ye Ling's retina coincided with the detection of the watch, just like wearing an X-ray lens. He could see through the reality of the small tomb at a glance. There was an old corpse that had been buried for a while, and there was black blood on the corner of his mouth. He sat up alertly when he heard the movement, without making a sound, and he watched it.

"Okay, don't come out on your own initiative? Do you know that if you don't commit suicide, you won't die? If you don't do it, come to our "Holy Hall of Destiny" as a zombie?"!"

When the two armies are facing each other, the most annoying thing is to attack the heart.

"Who are you?"

A vicissitudes of life that I have never heard before is faithfully translated from the grave by a watch into my mind. As for the tone, the sound of a dead person's vocal cord vibrating is like two pieces of gauze rubbing against each other...

"Space-Time Planning Bureau."

Ye Ling replied with great confidence, just like saying to people, "My dad is Li Gang" or "Wang Sicong is the one who looks down on you."

"So, you'd better come out obediently, I can send you back to your original time and space."

Ye Ling's voice was translated and turned into the language of the gods.

Responding to him was a long silence, from a god to his current appearance of being neither human nor ghost. Only he himself knew the sourness. Ye Ling's words were very attractive to him, so he was hesitating.

In fact, the task condition of the Planning Bureau is... to erase!

"good……"

The corpse hiding in the grave began to dig the gaps in the ground bit by bit with its old palms, and it went in and out through this large hole sealed with soil.
Chapter completed!