Tomorrow should be this time~ It's going to happen these two days

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Deadly twisted and violently, some of their facial features were sewn, some of their eyes were dug out, some of them were hung with a foot of red tongue, and were embedded in lanterns. Now they all turned their heads to look at Qin Ye, and a foot of ghost fire was lit from the sky spirit cover.

The night.

The loneliness of the earthen building corridor is like a grave.

A person is surrounded by a lantern staring at his head.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been scared to death long ago. The death-seeking songs were like the death knives of the god of death, and they hit the fragile nerves. Qin Ye didn't care about anything and ran forward with all his might. Just as he left, he stopped again.

when!

A blood-stained kitchen knife flew from somewhere, just like a movie of an old corpse in the mountain village, less than an inch from his toes.

This is a warning.

Warn them...the travelers die!

"What a courage." Qin Ye smiled coldly, squinted his eyes and looked around. At this moment, the sounds from all directions seemed to have completely disappeared, leaving only... a deep coldness.

As if the light is on the back, the evil ghost follows.

Tick... At this moment, a drop of painted black liquid fell on Qin Ye's hand. Then... Tick... More and more liquids quickly became a line. The next second, a pair of pale hands gently touched Qin Ye's cheeks.

"So, in the end you will not let go of a young man like me?" Qin Ye said with Youyou: "Yes, after all, it's an old woman like you. Let's first agree on Happy Ball Happy Water and other things... and you need additional money..."

Before he finished speaking, he rushed forward suddenly, turned around at the same time, and a folding fan in his hand roared and flew out in a rotating manner.

While rushing forward, he quickly turned around and then saw... the hell behind him.

Just above their heads.

Chu people entrenched above their heads like a beautiful spider. The face that made countless people frightened day and night fell over and looked straight at Qin Ye, with dark lips and dead white face clearly visible. The folding fan did not hit her.

The black blood flowed along her dead white face to her long drooping hair, and then dripped to the ground. Her extremely wide mouth let out a hoarse roar towards Qin Ye.

"Si—!!!"

The fire of lanterns swayed wildly, and the ground was filled with a circle of shock waves visible to the naked eye. At the same time, Qin Ye was covered in cold wind, accompanied by countless ghost crying, the Duke Jun put on his robe, covered in steel beards, and the ghost fire surged in his eyes, and was eight feet tall. He held a pitch-black folding fan. The huge umbrella formed by the Duke Jun ordered was divided into six folding fans, lingering beside him.

"I am sending someone to take him away!" Guan Wei is as powerful as the sea, and his clothes are flying, and the circle of shock waves suddenly pushes back, blowing Chu Renmei to scream.

The scene was silent.

At the zero point, the evil power of the official is as powerful as a mountain. Facing the evil spirits in the land of the gods abandoned, both sides refused to give in and were looking for opportunities to take action.

Time is like solidifying and flowing instantly.

One person and one ghost attack at the same time!

Boom!! In an instant, the wooden ground cracked and ravines broke open, and then all of them collapsed!

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At the gate, the old lady who was like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture finally stood up.

She was like an accurate clock. At 0:25, she took out a large bronze lock covered with rust from somewhere. It was the size of a plate and dragged it to the door with a cough.

"So, I specially asked Director Huang to transfer the county annals to the county annals, from the beginning of Huangjia Village to the present. You don't have time to see the specific details. After all, this is a dirt building that was founded in the Song Dynasty, so I have printed the county annals for you before the Huangjia dirt building was closed after the founding of Xinhua Kingdom."

Da... She gently put down her scissors and smiled: "I have read other county annals and found some interesting things. You can listen to me while watching the present one, how about it? Michael."

A white bodyguard put a stack of information on Qin Ye's hands. He flipped through it and said, "Please."

"The Huang family earthen building was built by Huang Taiyuan. In the Song Dynasty, people called Huang Taigong and were a local tyrant in Fulin Province. They became the prefect and resigned, and they were trimmed the Huang family earthen building."

"In the past thousand years, there has been no supernatural incident. Moreover, it is very famous in the local area. Because... this is the famous Changshou Village on Fujian Road. Oh, Fujian Road is the title of the generation of Fulin Province in the Song Dynasty."

Qin Ye nodded slightly, but his eyebrows moved slightly.

Changshou Village...Is it longevity to two hundred years? He intuitively felt that there were some problems here.

Li Zhenshu continued: "The average life expectancy in the village is 90 years old, and there are more than a dozen centenarians. The interesting place is here. Song, Ming and Qing dynasties, and three generations of emperors, all sent special envoys to come... Have you heard of the Imperial City Department?"

Qin Ye thought to himself: "There are several special departments in the history of China, including the sticking rods of the Qing Dynasty, the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty, the Imperial City Office of the Song Dynasty, the Plum Blossom Inner Guard of the Tang Dynasty, and the Embroidered Clothes Direct Envoy of the Han Dynasty. Are you talking about this Imperial City Office?"

Li Zhenshu gently blew the coffee: "Yes, I specially made some shameful things for the emperor. Similar to the cia and fbi in various countries today... Huangjia Village is also known as Ruixiang Temple, which is the name given to the Imperial City."

"What's more interesting is that both the Imperial City Department, the Adhesive Pole, and the Jinyiwei have set up special operations departments here. The direct emperor is in charge. What do you think... are they doing?"

Qin Ye spoke thoughtfully: "Look for something? Find...the secret of longevity?"

"Maybe?" Li Zhenshu shrugged and said, "Even I am interested in what emperors of all generations have valued... What have you encountered in the past two days?"

Qin Ye did not answer, flipped the information page by page, suddenly stopped, and placed a copy of the information next to Huang Baokun, who dared not send a word: "Director Huang, do you still remember this contract?"

It was a demolition contract.

The government approved regulations for the demolition of Huangjia Tulou. In the 1990s, reforms had just emerged and the real estate industry was just beginning to be popular. At that time, demolition work was profitable. Who cares if you are a historical site? Tulou has only been rising in the past decade. Who cares about this in the 1990s?

On this demolition contract, the handler clearly wrote the words Huang Baokun. However, the approver was not him. I guess he was still a little far from the position of director at that time.

In the 1990s... Huangjia Tulou is now stagnant in this era!

"Not only that, there is this." Qin Ye used two fingers to move away the top paper with one, and the other to point the information below: "This is a guarantee document. As the promiser and intermediary, you will help the 121 families in Huangjia Village to ensure their position in the engineering team? And move in time?"

"I remember... you just said that you and Huangjia Village were just a wedding that was not underway. You are not a member of Huangjia Village, but your relationship..." He leaned on the sofa and smiled and said, "Don't it?"

"Sir, I misunderstood." Huang Baokun's face was as bitter as having eaten Coptis chinensis: "It is because I am not married that I can only do this."

"Huangjia Village did not enter or leave more than a hundred years ago. If you want to demolish the earthen building, the government can only choose the people who are most familiar with Huangjia Village to communicate. At that time, the government agency belonged to me and Huangjia Village. Who would go if I didn't go?"

"And they can't get out of the negotiations at all, and we go in every time. Who will sign these guarantees if I don't sign? Who will guarantee if I don't guarantee? Huangjia Village also wants to move, and their client is also me. It is precisely because of this incident that I can sit in this position now."

An irrefutable reason.

Qin Ye shook his head, Huang Baokun was fine.

"The last question." He looked deep in the eyes of the other party and said in a deep voice: "Who did you sign a contract with at that time?"
Chapter completed!