Of course, Qin Ye couldn't know its feelings. He pointed his finger and suddenly, a dark curtain of light opened in the air, rotating around Diting.

"Look... can you do these things?" Qin Yeshen looked at Di Ting's back to his body and said in a deep voice: "This is just some ideas. The most important thing in this ceremony is to promote monetary policy. Then the event held must give ghosts a place to spend money and something they really want to buy..."

Before he finished speaking, Di Ting laughed and said, "The super-large building with 30,000 square meters... You have to blow up this Zhongyuan Festival until it's dead..."

regret?

Pity?

Qin Ye rubbed his chin and looked at Di Ting's back. Is he not daring to face himself?

The Zhongyuan Ceremony has absolutely important significance. Money represents the establishment of the basic financial system, and is enough to completely sweep Kong Mo's name into history, and can also start the inheritance of underworld culture and make the ghost people completely return to their hearts. This is an absolutely good thing. Why does Di Ting speak in this tone? It seems... the result is still the same?

He arched his body and looked at Di Ting carefully. Menopause, estrus, and today's Di Ting is so different from usual.

As if he felt his scorching gaze, Di Ting's huge body shrank and suddenly spoke: "Where did you get the electricity?"

Qin Ye immediately stood up and coughed dryly: "There is a kind of creature that is as powerful as you, called Pikachu. If you can..."

"Can't."

The instant chat ends.

Qin Ye coughed dryly: "Then there is a second solution. I know that even if there is no new energy, Yin Fu can achieve the same goal, so..."

"So, do you want to leave the whole plan to me?" Di Ting pointed at himself, his voice calm, but Qin Ye clearly heard the other party's hidden murderous intent.

Swallowed: "If possible..."

"Can't."

The chat ended again.

It seems that he must use a killer move... Qin Ye sighed, stretched out his five fingers, and said solemnly: "Fifty kilograms of wood and Tianli!"

Damn... do you have this trick?

Di Ting's throat rolled a little, and she turned her head: "It's ridiculous, I'm so proud of Di Ting, how could I make some food..."

"Five hundred kilograms."

"Trade!!" Di Ting's ear suddenly stood up, and his tail had turned into a propeller.

Qin Ye left and returned to his office. After pressing his eyebrows for a long time, he felt a vague premonition in his heart.

I don’t know where it started, but I always feel... in the dark, there seems to be a pair of eyes staring at me, and when I listen to this kind of divine beast of Yama level, the answer is that I don’t know.

He didn't even look at him.

Dead... his fingers tapped on the table, and the whole meeting with Di Ting was in his mind. After a long time, he let out a sigh: "It's torn apart."

"When it comes to Zhongyuan Festival, its attitude is very abnormal. But once it doesn't talk about Zhongyuan Festival, it will return to its original state...what does it know? Or...what will happen to Zhongyuan Festival?"

Just as he was pondering, a voice suddenly rang out in his mind: "Sir, I ask you to be blessed, the little devil is lucky to be able to serve you again."

Shadowless?

He is back!

His figure quickly disappeared from the office and when he appeared again, he had already arrived in the living room.

It is now three o'clock in the afternoon, and Qin Ye appeared in his apartment. He did not choose to let Wuying come to his room, which is the most basic prudence.

"Ten minutes later, Laojie Teahouse, you can just possess it alone."

"According to your will," Wuying complimented in his mind: "But sir, you don't have to be so careful. The only judge in Dongshan Province is in Qizhou, and the Yin Spirit will burst out with Yin Qi only when he preys, and it will not be detected at all at other times."

"Idiot." Qin Ye said coldly: "If that's all, how can the many predation areas be confined? Don't underestimate the living room, their skills are far beyond your imagination. Do what I said."

"Abide by the will." The faint voice disappeared quietly.

Qin Ye went out and took a taxi and drove over immediately. However, he did not notice that on the roof, a man in Zhongshan suit took everything into consideration.

He just sat quietly on the roof, spreading an ultra-thin notebook on his knees, which was a thumbnail view of the city. At this moment, a red dot on the screen drove out along the building.

"Target out." The man's face was very ordinary, and he could not see any characteristics. He was the type of person who was thrown into the crowd and forgets when he turned around. His voice had no characteristics at all. He said in a deep voice through the headset: "I have checked his afternoon itinerary information, and Wuyang City has no arrangements. According to your instructions, there will be no emergency notification to him recently."

Zhou Xianlong's voice sounded from his headset: "Report at any time. Once the target landing area is found, scan it in full swing immediately. Whether it is true or yin energy, it is all included."

"Yes." The man nodded, turned his headset and whispered: "Relieve the alert."

On the next floor of the roof... Cultivators wearing camouflage and holding sniper rifles put down their guns at the same time.

Just now, at least a dozen sights were aimed at Qin Ye from different angles.

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In an apartment, not even a special investigation office, Zhou Xianlong's eyes were a little blue, his hands were crossed under his nose, staring at the screen in front of him.

The room was about one hundred and fifty square meters, not small, but at this moment, there was no one except himself and a man in a black suit.

The curtains have been completely pulled up, and the light is a little dim. Six-sided screens are hung around, and some precision instruments are connected. If they are seen by ordinary people, they may think they have come to a science fiction film.

"Leader." In silence, the black suit gently pressed his ears and put them down for a few seconds: "The target has left the Second Ring Road, and according to the direction of moving forward, it is very likely to be going to the old street. The first group has been lifted from the alert."

Zhou Xianlong didn't say anything, but just nodded silently, then sighed and closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry." It took him a long time to speak hoarsely.

His voice was very soft, but he heard the black suit. He hesitated for a few seconds before whispering: "Leader, any judge has a period of inspection for several years. It is not without him who has been continuously reviewed with high standards. At the level of a judge, he can already contact the most core part of the secrets of the Special Investigation Office. You are not wrong with your caution."

Yes… There is nothing wrong with being cautious…

Zhou Xianlong closed his eyes and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But, the emotions are wrong.

A mentor whom he values ​​most now personally mobilizes the authority at the level of deputy director to conduct the highest standard review. This emotion...he cannot accept it.

"Seven albatrosses who have served for more than ten years have almost witnessed the entire process of the outbreak of supernatural powers in the past ten years. They are the most elite agents..." He looked at the ceiling in a daze: "There are twenty Wuchangs in the 'Hidden Blade' team. Mo Changhao is outside the city, holding a black box with the supernatural warning line fully opened... Even the Special Investigation Office does not know that Xiao Xiao Wuyang actually gathered three judges, nearly thirty Wuchangs..."

This is almost the specification that can only be seen in the annual report of the Special Investigation Office!

"Have Lin Han and Su Feng arrived?"

"Leader, they have temporary tasks, and they may be around the fifteenth day of August, that is, the Zhongyuan Festival."

Zhou Xianlong nodded silently and turned his eyes to the front of the table, where there was a photo of the opening ceremony of the First Cultivation University.

He said nothing and just watched quietly.

In the silence, I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, with a drip!, all the screens turned into flashing red.

"Alarm, alarm."

"The judge-level Yin Qi was detected. Coordinates: x431y242. Yin Qi and Yang Qi coexist, suspected to be possessed. Repeat, alarm, alarm..."

Zhou Xianlong stood up suddenly, his fingers slashed on the screen, and soon reached the x431y242 position. Then, the picture immediately enlarged, almost synchronized, extremely clear.

It was a teahouse, which looked a bit old. The old street is a general term for old residential areas without demolition. It has been more than 20 years since then. The surrounding electric poles, small advertisements covered with walls, and mottled buildings exudes a gloomy sense of the era.

A judge-level evil spirit, traveling in the sun!

The line of words flashed through the black suit's mind, and all his hair stood up. Just as he was about to speak, the next second, he stood there dumbly.

A taxi stopped in front of the teahouse.

And their target, the new judge Qin Ye, walked down from above, pushed open the door, and walked in.

He immediately looked at the upper left corner of the screen in a conditioned reflex. Then, it was as if cold water was poured from head to toe, and it was cold.

There is no alarm that follows... the screen just flashes, but there is no alarm of violent fluctuations in true qi and yin energy.

In other words... a judge in the world appears where a judge is a ghost, and... is peaceful!

Don’t say that you don’t feel it, even if the other party does not prey, this distance is enough for the two judges to feel each other!

They...as if they know each other.

After being in the teahouse for a long time, old friends met again, and the block was peaceful.

It is so peaceful that people think about it very much, and their hair stands upside down.

The room where the curtains were tightened can be heard, and only the heavy breathing of the black suit was heard. Zhou Xianlong was like a stone sculpture at this moment. The white light hit his face, as if he had changed his teenage years in an instant. After a moment, he said hoarsely: "Will the statistics go wrong?"

Silence again.

Three seconds later, the black suit responded respectfully: "This is... the 'Sky' system..."

"The 'Sky' system that can only be used with the highest authority..."

After a pause, he bit his lip and looked at Zhou Xianlong's back, and whispered: "But it is not ruled out... the possibility of errors..."

"Contact all albatrosses, no matter what method is used, I need the picture inside." Before he could finish his words, Zhou Xianlong's almost cold voice sounded: "Notify Mo Changhao, be ready to fully activate the cordon at any time. Also, notify the hidden blade and must not be close to the surrounding area for fifty meters. Even if they have the most advanced cover equipment, the two judges... this distance will definitely be discovered."

"yes."

As the black suit began to speak to the headset, Zhou Xianlong sat in front of the sofa and held the teacup in his hand, but it shook violently.

What the hell are you doing!

Who are you!

Don’t let me down… You are my most optimistic mentor, don’t do anything that is sorry to China.
Chapter completed!