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166 - Retrograde
"Smoker, I will leave it to you to take charge of the west side of Linjun City! It just so happens that you have mastered a lot of new abilities through studying recently, and with the portrait of the door god that you carry, I believe you will be successful. !"

Feng Yun looked at the smoker and instructed him seriously.

The old smoker had never encountered this kind of thing before, and Feng Yun believed that he could do it for the first time on a mission.

"Don't worry, Chief, I've been looking forward to it for a long time to be able to go on missions with the big guys!"

Putting down the cigarette stick, the old smoker nodded solemnly.

"Ma Xiaoling is responsible for solving the problem in the north of Linjun City!"

"Finally, the Baiwu Mountain side will be handed over to Yan Qilin!"

It was not the first time for Ma Xiaoling and Yan Qilin to go on missions. Feng Yun didn't deliberately explain so much, but gave orders directly.

"After the matters in Linjun City are settled, the four of you immediately rushed to Baiwu Mountain to assist Yan Qilin in his actions.

Fatty, as the captain, adapts to the situation, and I will leave everything to you! "

Li Da originally thought that according to Feng Yun's attitude towards Wei Jianshui, it would be a waste of time for the polling bureau to take action. As a result, Feng Yun didn't even say a few words to Wei Jianshui, and turned around to gather the members of the polling bureau. Started to arrange tasks.

Seeing this scene, Li Da was completely relieved with the breath he kept in his heart.

I'm afraid that even if Wei Jianshui doesn't come to the polling bureau, Feng Yun will dispatch people from the polling bureau for the people of Linjun to save Linjun from the fire.

After accepting their respective tasks, Fatty and the others went back to their room to pack their things. After a while, they reappeared in the hall, each carrying a big backpack.

"Report to the director, the first operation team of the polling bureau has assembled and is ready to go!"

Saluting in unison, Fatty, the captain, sternly shouted at Feng Yun. ,

Looking at his team members, Feng Yun didn't say anything more, but turned around and looked at Wei Jianshui.

"Wei Junshou, take them to Linjun now!"

At this time, for Wei Jianshui, it was almost as if Feng Yun said what he said. Looking at the members of the polling bureau who had prepared, Wei Jianshui stepped forward and held Feng Yun's right hand, "Director Feng, at this time , you can help, on behalf of the people of Linjun, I would like to express my most sincere thanks to you.

Linjun suffered a disaster this time, and everything was due to my mistake in the decision-making of the county governor. No matter what, I am very grateful to keep Linjun now..."

Wei Jianshui really didn't think about it. He just wanted to develop a scenic spot. He just forcibly demolished a Taoist temple and made so many things.

In his heart, he has already regretted it, but it's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world!

"Wei Junshou, there is no need to use these polite words now. The stone tablet that was dug up after the Baiwu Temple was demolished should be placed in place now, and it has not been moved, right?"

He waved his hand, signaling Wei Jianshui not to say such useless words, Feng Yun only cared about what he wanted to know.

In his opinion, even if Wei Jianshui blocked the news, Feng Yun still knew about the stele and the black hole.

Being pointed out by Feng Yun that these polite words he said was too much of a waste of time, Wei Jianshui felt a little embarrassed, and he was about to leave with a dry smile and take the members of the polling bureau back to Lin County, when Feng Yun asked Talk about the stele.

Now, the expression on Wei Jianshui's face really became unnatural.

"Well, the stele should have been placed in its original place, but we don't know the ancient characters on the stele.

It is also inappropriate for experts to go to the construction site to study these words.

I asked someone to simply send the stele to the Department of Cultural Relics.

They are all experts, and it is appropriate to study these words, I still think that after they translate the words on the stone tablet, they will know what is on it..."

He really didn't know the importance of the stone tablet. The project had to continue, and it would be a hindrance if there was a stone tablet.

Not to mention the stone monument, even the black hole, their idea is to just bury it with soil and block it.

Now, Feng Yun pointed at Wei Jianshui, really speechless.

The stone tablet is obviously the sealed thing, no matter whether the black hole under the sealed stone tablet is connected to the ghost city or there is something powerful underneath, the stone tablet cannot be removed.

Once the stele leaves Baiwu Mountain, the seal power on it will disappear.

Stretching out his hand to rub the center of his brows, Feng Yun's mind began to spin rapidly.

Judging from what's happening in Linjun now, there should be nothing to be afraid of in the dark.

That being the case, let's go back to the original speculation, the sealed place under Baiwu Mountain has already formed a ghost market.

Now the seal has been opened, and all the ghosts in the ghost city have come out.

"After you arrive at Baiwu Mountain, the first thing you need to do is to ensure the safety of the missing people. The situation in the ghost market is complicated, so be careful!"

The seal has been in existence for a long time, and no one knows what the ghost market below has become. Feng Yun gave the fat man his last warning.

Without further ado, after Fatty and the others listened to Feng Yun's last instructions, they urged Wei Jianshui to take them to Linjun without wasting any time.

The polling bureau immediately quieted down, only Feng Yun and Li Da were left.

"Director Feng, where is the ghost market you mentioned just now? Under the Baiwu Mountain in Lin County, there shouldn't be such a ghost market, right?"

Li Da approached Feng Yun very curiously.

"The existence of the ghost market is easy to understand. It is a place where ghosts with too much resentment cannot enter the underworld and live together.

There is not much difference from the town in Yangjian, except that the protagonist is different.

Of course, ghosts are already things in the underworld, and they should not exist in the yang world.

Once in the yang world, these ghosts are only teasing ordinary people, and will not hurt people's lives. After the ghosts leave, the teased people will get sick because of the yin qi, and they will be fine after a period of rest.

What I fear most is the kind of evil spirits. These evil spirits can really hurt people, even snatch the bodies of ordinary people, kill ordinary people, and be reborn by themselves...

Lin County is now gradually surrounded by the Yin Qi spreading from Baiwu Mountain. How many things come out of the ghost city must be investigated in detail before a conclusion can be drawn.

"Does the ghost market sell things? What kind of things do those ghosts buy and sell?"

He already knew that the evil spirits began to appear bit by bit, Li Da was not surprised that the evil spirits were causing trouble, but he was curious about what the transactions in the ghost market were like.

After hearing Li Da's question clearly, Feng Yun was also speechless, "Why don't I take you for a stroll in the ghost city some other day?"

"Li Junshou, there is another matter that needs your help right now. Regarding the stele that Wei Junshou sent to the Cultural Relics Department, I want to know what is on it!"

With a dry laugh, Li Da felt a little embarrassed, "Director Feng, look, shall we go directly to the Department of Cultural Relics? Or wait for their final translation?"

After all, the stele is now in the Linjun Cultural Relics Department. If Li Da passes by, there is no problem, but it will be a bit troublesome to send the stele over.

The Department of Cultural Relics in Yan County may not be able to translate those ancient characters faster than the Department of Cultural Relics in Lin County.

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Wei Jianshui drove the car himself, and took Fatty and his party to Linjun.

As soon as he entered Linjun, at the intersection of the expressway, Fatty and the others got off the car first.

Their actions do not belong to Wei Jianshui, so Wei Jianshui can't say anything, he can only let them go, and he went back to the county.

During the period when Wei Jianshui left Linjun to go to Yanjun, the Juncheng was too busy. When Wei Jianshui came back, the Juncheng looked extremely embarrassed.

"Sheriff, now the entire Lin County—"

Seeing Wei Jianshui, Jun Cheng's eyes lit up, and he almost hurried over to explain, waiting for Wei Jianshui to make a decision.

Wei Jianshui sat on the sofa exhaustedly, waved at the sheriff, and interrupted him simply, "Stop talking, I know that Linjun is in chaos now.

Don't worry, this matter is beyond our imagination, and it is beyond our ability to solve it.

I've seen all the news on the Internet, such as ghost soldiers making excuses, ghosts and monsters dancing wildly, and the blood moon flying in the sky.

Our Linjun is on the Internet, and now it's a blast!

In order to improve the economy of Lin County, we are all focused on the Baiwu Mountain project. We hope that after the completion of the Baiwu Mountain project, Lin County will become popular, just like Yan County.

As a result, the result of the explosion is now, it is the way of explosion, which is not a good thing for Linjun..."

Wei Jianshui's whole body has aged a lot in just a few days, even a few hairs have grown on his head.

He really didn't want such a result!
Indeed, the attention of Lin County on the Internet is constantly rising. It can be said that netizens all over the country are paying attention to Lin County.

After all, as far as the current news headlines and pictures in Lin County are concerned, they are even more exciting than supernatural novels!
The comment area of ​​each video and photo has been captured by netizens.

"What's the situation? The fog has surrounded the entire Lin County?"

"You can't see your fingers. The fog really only spreads in Linjun. When you leave Linjun, there is no fog at all!"

"Is that figure in armor in the mist filming a movie? It looks very mighty!"

"Is there a fool upstairs? God is so powerful, don't you think it's eerie?"

"My hairs are standing on end. I'm in Linjun, and now the sky is covered with fog. It seems that Linjun has fallen into a very strange environment!"

"Help, there are so many people who are unconscious for no reason, no one can give an explanation, I want to get out of here!"

The further down the comments, the greater the panic.

The people in Linjun didn't know what happened at all, they seemed to have just slept, and Linjun was shrouded in a sudden fog.

As accidents happened to people who entered the mist, more and more strange scenes were seen, and the people in Lin County didn't even dare to go out, for fear that they would be the next person to have an accident.

It's a pity that the fog won't spread just because they hide at home and don't go out.

Many common people, whose doors and windows are intact, are unconscious at home for no reason.

Only those who were busy working on the front lines of the Criminal Prosecution Division and the hospital knew that these comatose people all had the same strange expressions on their faces.

The entire Lin County was completely shut down. On the street, there was only the criminal justice department, and the hospital vehicles shuttled back and forth with their lights flashing.

Even so, due to the thick fog, the vehicle was still moving very slowly on the road.

In various hospitals, the wards were already full of unconscious people, and the corridors were filled with makeshift beds, which were still not enough, and there were still ambulances bringing patients over outside.

Chengbei Night Market.

Because the news broke out the fastest here, many people came here out of curiosity.

In the thick fog, there was the sound of cold weapons rubbing against the ground, and even the neighing of war horses. More importantly, there were uniform figures, wearing armor and helmets, and many of them were riding war horses.

These figures walked in the fog in a very strange posture.

Zhou Yue rushed here immediately, led his own people to evacuate the crowd, tried to separate the people with mist, and sent them home.

The speed of the thick fog was spreading too fast, and the people covered by the thick fog had almost no chance to react, and their bodies fell limply, unconscious.

The speed of evacuation and rescue cannot be compared with the speed of these people in a coma.

The people ran around in a panic, completely ignoring orders, which brought greater resistance to Zhou Yue's actions.

But at this time, in the crowd, there is a figure, coming retrograde!

He was carrying a small suitcase on his body, and his figure was a little fat, but his movements were very flexible. He was not affected at all by shuttling through the crowd or running in the opposite direction.

"Run!"

"Everyone don't crowd, don't crowd—"

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo--"

"A child fell down, what about the parents? Is there someone to take care of it?"

Everyone is running with all their strength, almost ignoring the situation around them. In the chaos, some people cry, some fall, some call for help, and even because there are too many people, once a person falls, there will be an explosion. As a result, the people behind will also fall under the crowd.

The streets of the night market were not very wide, and the flow of people was crowded all at once, and many people fell to the ground and cried for their parents, so it was impossible to walk through.

This person walking against the flow of people made everyone who saw him look puzzled. They couldn't understand why some people rushed up when everyone was in a hurry to escape?
The old man couldn't walk fast at all, he was squeezed by the crowd, one of his feet didn't stand firmly, and he fell to the side.

If he falls down again, he really won't be able to stand up.

At the critical moment, a pair of hands supported his arm, stabilizing his body.

"Master, don't worry, go slowly!"

(End of this chapter)