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Chapter 34 I'm not an unknown creature

The night is like water, so dense that there is no light.

The leaves make a rustling sound in the night wind, adding a faint atmosphere out of thin air.

Everything is dark and dumb.

This is a forest, on a winding mountain road.

The 114th platoon under the Three Thousand Battalions was stationed here, and all personnel were prohibited from approaching here.

Because... there is a ghost on the mountain.

This is one of the three ghosts who were kept in captivity by the Ming Dynasty ten days ago.

No interference is required, and no entry is allowed to be made to the outside world.

These are the rules formulated by Lin Qingsheng.

But now Lin Qingsheng wants to capture this ghost in Yucheng, because the puppet man asked that a ghost be hung on the top of the tallest building in Yucheng.

Lin Qingsheng originally thought about going to Maoshan to find the ghost before, but he never saw the Maoshan guardian again. Perhaps if it weren't for the layout of the puppet, they would not know until these sects arrived that there were so many sects between the world.

So now I can only catch a ghost.

Lin Qingsheng held the rusty spear, which had been transformed into the appearance of a whale gun, so that it could be used more flexibly.

The doll man just said that this spear has the effect of suppressing ghosts, while Li Mubai from the Chunyang Sect said that this is the ghost spear of the ghost soldiers.

Lin Qingsheng didn't know what it was called, but he knew that this gun could suppress the evil spirits.

This is enough.

Lin Qingsheng entered the forest with a spear. Mao Hongwei and Xiao Zhao followed Lin Qingsheng. Their purpose was to distract the evil ghost.

This time, Lin Qingsheng did not bring more people because the extra people were just a burden, and only this gun could cause harm to the evil ghosts.

The night wind whistled, the flowing clouds were blown, revealing the graceful moonlight, and the leaves began to mottle.

Lin Qingsheng had already seen the target, and he held the ghost gun tightly.

The next moment, a rusty spear pierced the loneliness in the forest.

"boom!"

A spear penetrated through a tree trunk.

The other end of the spear penetrated into a dark shadow's chest.

Lin Qingsheng pressed his hand at the end of the gun and exhaled deeply.

"It seems that this ghost is not as strong as the one in Dawang Village!"

At the same time, Lin Qingsheng also felt a joy of growth, at least he was no longer powerless in front of the ghost.

Although I am still small, I finally found a powerful path.

Mao Hongwei and Xiao Zhao also ran out of the woods next to him. Mao Hongwei looked at the ghosts nailed to the tree, patted Lin Qingsheng on the shoulder and said:

"Yes, Lao Lin!"

Lin Qingsheng smiled and said, "It's necessary, where is the coffin?"

"Here!"

"Pack it!"

Xiao Zhao and Mao Hongwei skillfully put the black shadow into the mahogany coffin.

Wen Zhengming, who saw this scene through the projection map in the study, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Why... I feel like you are so skilled?

How many people have you put into the coffin?

Bah……How many ghosts are they?

After shook his head and shook out the strange thoughts in his mind, Wen Zhengming drank a sip of milk tea and stabilized his heart.

"This speed is faster than I thought!"

After knocking his fingers on the table, Wen Zhengming picked up two experience pills and put them in his mouth.

"It seems that the delivery will be accelerated in the past two days."

Wen Zhengming recently launched the Shanren from the Five Taoist Sects and Four other sects, but he did not start to expand the lineage of evil magic. However, judging from Lin Qingsheng's current speed, Wen Zhengming felt that this was about to be put on the agenda.

The night is crazy and calm.

Everything is decided by people themselves, and Wen Zhengming is carrying a lamp to prepare a script for the world.

The burning year is like morning dew, and today's joy is where tomorrow is.

………

The next day, Lin Qingsheng brought a large mahogany coffin to Yucheng. With his arrival, the city layout seemed to be alive.

The Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei began to investigate Yucheng. After determining the target person, they officially started in Yucheng at 9 pm.

Captain Han Hanwei rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Guizu, who has formulated such a fierce arrest operation? After the arrest, he hung it upstairs?"

Although Han Hanwei was fierce, his eyes were full of impatientness.

Everyone in the team knows that the captain likes to rub his hands when he is excited.

"I heard that it was formulated by people from the Ministry of Justice." Li Weiming wore a special tactical suit and sorted out his guns.

"Damn, do people from the Ministry of Justice have such a kindness now? I like it!"

Captain Han Hanwei held his helmet and said with a shocking glory in his eyes: "Brothers, we are ready to work. This job will be very exciting tonight, and no one is allowed to pull it off."

There is no wind at night, nor the moon at night.

At home, Caesar, with a blonde hair, was walking around the spiritual energy recovery post bar for a day before he understood what the spiritual energy recovery really meant.

"What do people in the Ming Dynasty think so? But the Ming Dynasty officials did not respond?"

Caesar felt like he was approaching the right answer.

"boom!"

At this moment, the door of Caesar's house was knocked open directly.

Han Hanwei and his group were wearing special combat uniforms and entered one after another.

"Puff!"

The anesthesia gun in Li Weiming's hand rang out.

Before Caesar could defend himself, the anesthesia needle could already be pierced on his neck.

Caesar's eyes widened, his neck tilted and fell down. Several Jinyiwei hurriedly stepped forward to support him, then pulled out the anesthesia needle on his neck, and put it in a tactical bag with his backhand.

This scene happened all over the city of Yucheng, Daming.

I have to say that Jinyiwei is proficient in business, which is obviously a lot of training.

The whole action was flowing and flowing, and it was completed in one go.

The tallest building in Yucheng and the highest floor of Qixin Hotel, Lin Qingsheng saw Caesar who was finally brought in, looked at the ten tactical cloth bags in front of him and said, "Have the evidence been collected sufficiently?"

"All have been collected!"

"Have you dealt with the whereabouts?"

"Using the excuse of fire inspection, I walked through special passages and no one saw them."

"Go to the rooftop and hang it up, remember to be conspicuous." Lin Qingsheng emphasized.

On the building, while the night was dark, the Jinyiwei in special tactical uniforms tied up the unconscious people with a rope, and then hung them down along the edge of the rooftop.

In the night, ten men hanging in the air were like swings pulled down from the night sky.

Lin Qingsheng stood on the edge of the rooftop, carefully checked everyone, and after confirming that everyone was hung up, he said, "You can start evacuation now."

"What's the reason?" Xiang Quan asked.

Lin Qingsheng smiled "sincerely" and said, "Aren't they here to check on ghosts?"

"Unknown creatures appear again, holding ten figures hostage without knowing their purpose."

"I've thought about all the hot search names for them."

Half an hour later, an alarm suddenly sounded at Qixin Hotel. The Superintendent of the Ministry of Justice of Yucheng began to disperse the people in the hotel, and everyone looked confused.

It was not until the Yucheng police set up a cordon outside the Qixin Hotel that everyone recovered.

"Sorry, unknown creatures appear in the building and are temporarily isolated. Please cooperate."

After explaining to everyone, Xiao Zhao bowed and turned around and left.

He still remembered what Captain Lin said to him, "Speak less, leave after explanation."

Lin Qingsheng was making an excuse for the Ministry of Rites to argue. After all, hanging people upstairs for three days is too affecting public opinion.

Now it’s not the Ming Dynasty who hangs people upstairs.

But the unknown creature hung up.

What……you ask me why it hangs them up?

You ask me?

How do I know?
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