"Let the old man climb a tree and break it in for two years?" King Kong Pao clamped the breath-watching technique.

"I detained a soul who jumped off the building and died and rushed to him. Fortunately, there were no buildings in the countryside," I said with a dry smile.

"There are so many magics in the master's sect, why do you choose the Soul-Retaining Art?" Murong Zhuifeng paused slightly when he said this. "The Thunder Control Art will not shorten your life."

I originally thought Murong Zhuifeng would scold me for hurting innocent people, but after a long time she felt sorry for me for losing her life. She meant that I could directly kill the old man by thunder. This method seemed a bit too vicious. Although this guy spoke softly to the Vajra Cannon, he was definitely not a good man and a trustworthy woman in his bones.

"Haha, Lao Niu, please accompany your senior sister to the back mountain. I have freed up the cave you have thought about before." I said to the King Kong Cannon with a wink.

"Wife, let's go back to the old place." King Kong Pao said as he pulled Murong Zhuifeng out of the hall.

Seeing that they had walked away, I took out my lighter and lit the cigarette that the Vajra Cannon had thrown to me before, and held the cigarette roll in my mouth to direct the workers to place the statue of the Three Saints.

The supper was eaten at Guanqixuan. The King Kong Pao cooked a few simple things. The three of them sat together to have dinner and chat. Murong Zhuifeng looked at Guanqixuan, who had been restored to its original state, and saw the things and thought of others, and sighed again.

In the next few days, Murong Zhuifeng also participated in the command with his big belly. She added many details that I didn't notice, so the rebuilt Ziyang Temple almost restored its original appearance to 90%.

"You kid is really capable, you kill two birds with one stone," I said to the King Kong Cannon. Murong Zhuifeng was directing workers not far away to use vermilion paint to apply the pillars of the hall. Paint is not used. Red paint is specially customized from the manufacturer, and almost no such thing is needed in buildings now.

"Didn't you say that you would raise ten people for me? Are you afraid of the two of them?" King Kong Pao laughed and handed me cigarettes. Murong Zhuifeng's offspring's aura was divided, and he was pregnant with twins.

"I'm afraid you won't give birth to ten." I took the cigarette and lit it. I remembered that the King Kong Cannon and Murong Zhuifeng had only a lifespan of more than ten years, and my heart sank again.

"It's all your fault. What should she do if she doesn't go down the mountain?" King Kongpao smiled bitterly and pointed at Murong Zhuifeng. Murong Zhuifeng moved back to Guanqixuan, unable to live in the hotel in the city.

"She has a higher seniority than me, what can I do if she doesn't go down the mountain?" I was also helpless about Murong Zhuifeng relocating to his room.

"My seniority is higher than her, why are you not afraid of me?" King Kong Pao grinned.

"You don't even know who you are. I'll call you Senior Brother and I'll praise you..."

The Spring Festival is approaching, and the reconstruction of Ziyang Temple is coming to an end. Most of the workers have returned home, leaving only a small part of them packing up the garbage and waste left behind in the construction under the leadership of Lao Li. Looking at the Ziyang Temple standing up again, I feel extremely relieved. As the saying goes, people who do not forget to dig wells when they eat water. My Taoist skills are all thanks to Ziyang Temple. It is natural to repay the petitions and reward them.

Just as we were happily preparing for the holidays, the communication device on our wrists shook, and I couldn't help but feel cold, and the night owl came again.

"1825 Yu Chengfeng." I said my number and identity, waiting for the other party's following.

"Chief Yu, you and Niu Jingang are about to rush to the 155** Regiment of Chengdu Military Region." Song Yu's voice came from the opposite side.

"155th Regiment," I frowned, "The one stationed in Mount Li?"

"Yes, there is an unnatural special situation there." Song Yu's voice was a little anxious.

"Can't you handle the first and second subjects?" I really don't want to run around during the Chinese New Year.

"You have served in the service before and are more familiar with military affairs. The director believes that it is more appropriate for you to be responsible." Song Yu directly moved out of the director.

"I'll just go by myself, when will I leave?" Murong Zhuifeng was wearing a big belly, and I wanted King Kong Pao to stay with her.

"The director ordered you two to go together," Song Yu did not agree with my proposal, "Niu Jingang will be with you now, you can hurry over immediately."

I was about to discuss it again, but I found that the other party had stopped talking.

"Every time I'm making a furious thing, I can't inform you in advance." I smoked angrily and found that the King Kong Cannon had come over.

"Old Niu, we have to travel for public expenses." I spoke with a wry smile.

"Stop playing tricks on me, they also notified me. Go and have a look. Maybe I can still come back for the New Year." The King Kong Cannon was not so energetic, "Where is the 155th Regiment?"

"In Shaanxi." I turned my head and replied.

"What task is specifically carried out?" The King Kong Cannon was not familiar with the 155th Regiment and knew nothing about its garrison position and its specific tasks.

"Looking at the grave..."

Murong Zhuifeng was very reasonable and urged us to go on the road when he learned the situation. When Lao Li saw that we had something to do, he immediately went home and took his wife and daughter-in-law to serve Murong Zhuifeng. When King Kong Cannon was moved, he shook his hand for another 100,000, but this time he didn't want it.

Although Murong Zhuifeng had a big belly, his due date was still more than half a year, so we left all the bank card to her and asked her to preside over the finishing aftermath. There were still several houses at the foot of the mountain for Lao Li and the others to live in, so we had to leave these chores for her to preside over the presiding.

We didn't take the plane this time because the distance between Shaanxi and Henan is not far, so we drove our own car. The King Kong Cannon was so unwilling to take the plane from the bottom of his heart. This guy was fine when he drove the plane, but he was airsick.

"Old Yu, what are the graves of the 155th Regiment?" King Kong Cannon's driving skills are better than mine. When we were together, he usually drove.

"Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang." I lowered the seat of the co-pilot and was almost half lying.

"The unnatural phenomenon mentioned by the branch office was not that Qin Shihuang ran out, right?" King Kong Pao laughed and compared.

"Driving well," I frowned slightly, "Is it not certain that Qin Shihuang buried in that big tomb in Mount Li?"

"Who isn't Qin Shihuang?" King Kong Pao looked at me in confusion.

"How do I know?" I closed my eyes and didn't want to speak. Lin Yicheng of Hongyu Group had said before that the real Qin Shihuang Mausoleum was not in Mount Li, and I don't know whether this was true or false.

The 18th branch urged us again, saying that the situation was getting worse and worse, so we rushed to it.

In desperation, King Kong Cannon and I drove in turns and finally arrived at the 155th Regiment stationed on the eastern foot of Mount Li at noon the next day.

Since the car that I drove with King Kong Cannon was suspended with a local license plate, I was stopped when I walked to the gatekeeper. There were six sentries standing at the sentry at the camp gate, all of which were real guns and live ammunition. This was clearly a situation that could only occur with first-level combat readiness.

"Are you Yu Chengfeng?" The sentry looked at me in confusion in my conscience. I was wearing a military uniform on the photo on the officer's certificate.

"You should call me lieutenant!" I looked up at the sentry squad leader wearing the second-level non-commissioned officer rank. The New Year's run around made me feel very bad.

Seeing that I was arrogant, the sentry raised his hand to salute me and returned the officer certificate to me.

Verify the correct person and the guard lets go.

"Old Yu, the bullet bags they are stuffed with live ammunition." The King Kong Cannon drove the car into the camp. Usually, the troops would be equipped with two empty bullets and three live ammunitions when standing guard. The magazines in the bullet bags were all empty, which was a decoration. The magazines filled with live ammunition would be very heavy. Therefore, for experts like the King Kong Cannon, you can see at a glance that they were packed with live ammunitions.

"It's very likely that something big happened here." I frowned habitually, "Go to the regiment headquarters."

The 155th Regiment is the organization of the ** Regiment. The number of people in the ** Regiment is larger than that of the regiment and smaller than that of the brigade. Therefore, the area of ​​the military camp is also larger, but office buildings are still easy to find. Generally speaking, the tallest building in the military camp is.

"We are from the National Security Administration, call your regiment commander." When I walked into the duty room, I showed my ID.

When the officer on duty heard me, he quickly welcomed us to the reception room, turned around and ran to notify the regiment commander.

"Old Yu, why didn't you call the political commissar together?" King Kongpao leaned against the sofa and lit a cigarette. His exaggerated expression looked like a eunuch who was ordered to leave the palace to do a job in ancient times.

"You don't know that the political commissar is generally not in charge of affairs in the army, but you think it's in the local area." I answered casually. In the army organized, there are usually two military and political leaders, one is the chief and the other is the political commissar. The chief is generally responsible for military affairs, while the political commissar is in charge of party and government.

It didn't take long for a middle-aged soldier wearing the rank of colonel and followed several subordinates behind him.

"Hello, Chief!" When King Kong Pao saw a colonel coming in, he immediately stood up and saluted as if he was fired. His previous awesome expression was no longer visible.

"Hello." The colonel replied, "I am Jiang Jianguo of the 155th Regiment. You two are comrades from the National Security Bureau?" Under normal circumstances, those who introduce themselves without positions are usually the boss of this unit.

"I am Yu Chengfeng from the third department of the 18th Branch. What happened here?" I spoke in the interface and got to the point.

"Please sit down, two," Commander Jiang reached out and signaled us to take a seat, "Company Commander Zhang, please introduce the specific situation to you."

I sat back on my seat with King Kong Pao, and a young officer behind Captain Jiang handed us a stack of information in his hand, "Let's take a look at the information first."

I picked it up and looked through a few pages, and they were all personal files of service personnel, thick enough to have more than a dozen copies.

"What's wrong with these people?" I turned to look at Company Commander Zhang.

"It's all crazy..."
Chapter completed!