Mr. Qin, are you back?" Wuyang City, Wu Wenqing smiled and said to Qin Ye: "I'm sorry to disturb you so late, but there is a meeting above that all judges will attend. There is really no way..."

"It's okay, it's all work." Qin Ye smiled. When he came back, it was already seven o'clock in the morning. After having some food, he rushed to the Special Investigation Office and met Wu Wenqing when he came up.

Wu Wenqing looked through the form in his hand and slapped his head suddenly: "Oh, by the way, there is another thing. Wuyang City may have discovered the location of the vaginal weapon. Please ask Lord Qin, please go and take a look. The person in charge has been brought here, right in the municipal government. Our level cannot determine what the situation is."

"Take me to see."

As Wu Wenqing came to the living room of the municipal government, as soon as he opened the door, a middle-aged man who was restless immediately stood up and breathed a sigh of relief: "Director Wu, you are here! Who is this?"

"This is Minister Qin, the most professional archaeological person in Wuyang City." Wu Wenqing walked into the room behind and smiled and recommended to both parties: "Mr. Qin, this is the deputy general manager of Shengfeng Real Estate, Yu Changle. He is responsible for the construction site. "

Qin Ye nodded, sat down on the sofa casually, and waved to Yu Changle: "Sit down."

As soon as he sat down, Yu Changle took a deep breath and said anxiously: "Mr. Qin, that's right. The Maoyuan plot we won the bid this year has been in operation for a month. We have been safe before, but just yesterday... suddenly... something unspeakable..."

His hands were trembling, and he grabbed the teacup and wanted to drink it, but he didn't. He bit his lip and lowered his voice, saying hoarsely: "The government has said that if such an accident occurs, it must be reported to the government immediately... Just at 5 o'clock yesterday afternoon, the foundation-building team... suddenly fell into a coma in the construction site of Shengfeng."

"We sent someone to check, but..." He seemed to remember some terrifying scene, closed his eyes, and moved his Adam's apple hard: "All people who were approaching... all fell into a coma..."

"And right at the construction site No. 1, the place we... dug, below... is empty! It's a big hole!"

"Even if you are a hundred meters away, you can hear the faint howling sound below, as if you are going straight to the gate of hell!"

His whole body shook, the teacup in his hand was crooked, and the tea splashed out, burning his hand. But he didn't realize it, opened his blood-stained eyes and looked at Qin Ye and said, "The Taoist priests and monks we prepared were all those who were enlightened, but they all fell into a coma before they got close..."

At this moment, Qin Ye raised his hand: "You said... it was a coma?"

"yes."

"Not dead?"

"No, none of them! Now they are all in the city's first hospital! Monks and Taoists woke up the earliest. When they woke up, they told us that they were unable to do so. We could not move the things below. Let us report to the city government immediately, and we will come when the day is dawn!"

Qin Ye nodded, turned around and asked Wu Wenqing: "Now there are monks and Taoist priests on the construction site?"

"It was there before." Wu Wenqing smiled and said, "It's a good start. This is a sacrificial ceremony that all engineering teams will do. However, it is more serious now. Many famous monks and Taoists have companies that hold high prices to beg for presidency."

Sodaisna... It seems that the explosion of supernatural power has brought new power to the ancient and mysterious industry... Even if I can't make it in the future, I can come to the living world to be a great god... Qin Ye rubbed his chin and thought.

Of course, I can only think about...

Because once this idea is expressed, Alsace will strangle him with his hair, and Di Ting will also slap him without hesitation.

Oh... Maybe there is also the head of Zhao Yun, who will probably jump up and poke him with a shot...

"Have you seen it?" He closed his mind and asked Wu Wenqing.

"No, isn't this waiting for you to decide?"

"Okay, I..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped. His brows frowned slightly, as if he was sensing something.

In an instant, his consciousness seemed to have come to the vast starry sky again, with countless pictures of praying characters from all directions, but 99.99% of the pictures are gray, and only one of them is colorful.

Someone is praying to himself?

He looked around with interest. After the last response to Jin Jae-hwan, he already knew that King Yama's prayer was not just to put his hands together and shout for blessings from Lord Yama.

Instead, you must point to yourself through complex rituals, accurate sacrifices, pious mentality, and detailed prayers.

Unfortunately, from ancient times to the present, even he has never heard of the prayer for King Yama.

On the contrary, there are many of them from the Emperor Guanyin and the Emperor Taiyi.

I don’t know where Jin Zaihuan got it.

He didn't want to respond now, after all, the conditions were not very permitted, but just as he was about to withdraw his consciousness, he suddenly saw the prayer.

Lee Zhenshu?

He opened his eyes in the municipal government office, and he said to Wu Wenqing: "I suddenly remembered that something urgent was happening. In this way, we set off at noon, which is also the time of the day when the yang energy is the most prosperous."

After saying that, he quickly left the office without waiting for the answer.

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"He left." He didn't know that, while he was leaving, in a villa in the city, several men in Zhongshan suits were typing on the keyboard with their fingers, right behind them, Zhou Xianlong sat on the sofa with deep eyes, and next to him, Mo Changhao, who should have been in Qizhou, was actually there too!

Zhou Xianlong didn't speak, Mo Changhao understood his mood and said in a deep voice: "How is the result?"

"There are two results." A man in Zhongshan suit turned around. He looked very gentle, like a teacher, but he had an albatross badge on his chest.

He pushed his glasses and spoke carefully: "First, this is in line with our speculation."

"Mr. Qin is very likely to receive a kind of information that we cannot detect. The Yin Qi and True Qi in the whole room just now did not fluctuate at all. However, he suddenly left, just like the last time the teahouse met."

"Second, he really doesn't know what Shengfeng Company dug out. No... I guess he may not have even read the latest file. Otherwise, he would not have reacted at all."

Zhou Xianlong finally opened his eyes: "Can you track down what he did? Now."

"Impossible." The man in glasses shook his head: "He is very cautious and will isolate the audio-visual around him before doing anything. He is cautious and not like a teenager of this age. But this just happens to infer that he has too many secrets that he cannot tell."

"As a judge, he is also a human being. At this moment, he should have the wind and rain. Under the three highest combat powers, he is the world of the judge. He does not need to be so cautious at all."

"More than that." At this moment, another man turned around, looked at the ceiling, crossed his hands, and said, "He... is very low-key."

"Low-key?" Mo Changhao laughed: "Is this called low-key?"

The man shook his head: "Minister Mo, during this period, we have carefully read Mr. Qin's file again. We found an interesting thing."

"That's... when he advances, every time something big happens."

He turned around and pressed a button. Suddenly, lines of words appeared on Zhou Xianlong and Mo Changhao's computers: "When he entered school, he was still soul-detained. Then, shortly after the first cultivator, Mr. Daguqing stopped his spirits, he was promoted to Wuchang. Then, in the Yin Spirit Riot in Gucheng County, he was promoted to the judge."

"When he advanced, no one saw him." Another albatross said in a deep voice: "And, his strength will not move at all. We guess, he may... be at the level of a judge when he entered school. He did not move because he did not want to be exposed, but because the incident suddenly happened, he had to show some strength to explain some unexplainable things."

The man in glasses pushed his glasses again: "Emperor Rossell said that if you walk through it, you will leave traces. There is no rootless water or tree without roots in this world. This time he was promoted to the judge, and I infer from the worst that he should have wanted to completely cover up his past affairs. But I didn't expect... to be counterproductive."

"This is also an adventure. As a result, no one will doubt him anymore. But humans cannot be judged by common sense. Otherwise, Deputy Director Zhou, you would not appear here."

Zhou Xianlong smiled bitterly.

The first reaction was that he actually wanted to defend Qin Ye.

But then, he shut up.

Because...the debate is indisputable.

This depressed mentality made him too lazy to ask who is Emperor Rossell.

"Continue." He breathed a deep breath in his nostrils. After all the albatrosses turned around, he whispered to Mo Changhao: "What's under the construction site of Shengfeng No. 1... who else knows?"

"Old leader, you and me." Mo Changhao also replied in a low voice: "Last night, the Yin Qi broke through the critical point of the judge. You and I both responded. He was not in Wuyang at that time, so I didn't know. The things below... were searched by me personally. Moreover, they have been closed. I have to do a complete set of acting. I have sent a declaration to the superiors and asked them to transfer the best archaeological team."

Zhou Xianlong nodded: "What is below?"

Mo Changhao looked around and waved his hand. Before the invisible true energy barrier appeared, the two of them, was isolated from all audio-visual. Then he took out a photo from his arms and handed it to Zhou Xianlong.

Zhou Xianlong only glanced at him and his pupils suddenly shrank.

That... is not a stone tablet.

But a complete, ancient sculpture!

Sculptures that are taller!

Moreover, his face is exactly the same as Qin Ye, except that he wears different clothes. Just below the sculpture, there is a line of small characters engraved: King Yan Luo Qin, born in 1938. His ancestral home is Liuertuozi Village, Gazigou, Tang'an County, Qingguang City.

There is no death day!

"The appearance similarity is 100%. "Mo Changhao said in a deep voice: "And we are very lucky that Qingguang City is located in the Western Yi Autonomous Region, and its hometown is very easy to check. I have someone to go there. There will be a reply before August 15th!"

"Very good." Zhou Xianlong closed his eyes tiredly: "Then wait..."

"Wait for Lin Han and Su Feng, and your reply..."
Chapter completed!