Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 101

The sky was covered with dark clouds, flashing with thunder, accompanied by pouring rain.

In the bathroom, hot mist steamed.

Slightly hot water splashed on his face, soaked his long hair, and finally slid down his back, buttocks and legs. Shen Qing's brain went blank, and the thoughts in his mind were temporarily washed away.

But after adapting to the water temperature, the thoughts in my mind began to churn again involuntarily, and the past memories became clearer, and even the details that I never recalled on weekdays were dug out from the depths of my mind, even if I didn’t want to think about them again, these memories Still very clear.

"call--"

Shen Qing let out a foul breath, dried her body and left the bathroom, put on a loose bathrobe, slumped on the sofa, stared at the slightly yellowed brocade book on the coffee table in a daze.

In the last few entries of the diary, Zhao Yu no longer recorded the time, and the content was also in a state of confusion, as if she was insane, talking in her dreams, but kept repeating, often dreaming of her.

Obviously, when writing the last few diaries, Zhao Yu's condition was already quite bad.

Life is like morning dew, fleeting.

At this moment, Shen Qing was completely unintentional about practicing kung fu, and her brain was completely muddled. She stretched out her hand and grasped it, trying to grab something, but there was always a veil in front of her eyes, so she couldn't see clearly.

Shen Qing didn't expect all these things after she separated from Zhao Yu, she just subconsciously didn't want to think about it, deceiving herself and making excuses for herself would always make her feel better.

Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang.

Shen Qing stood up and opened the door. Standing outside the door was Song Lingjia who was covered in damp clothes. His shirt was soaked by rain and was full of creases.

"You don't look very good, what's wrong?"

Song Lingjia reached out and touched Shen Qing's head, feeling the slightly scalding temperature, and frowned slightly:

"Have a fever?"

"It's nothing." Shen Qing shook his head, turned sideways, and let Song Lingjia in.

After entering the door, Song Lingjia didn't shy away, found the bathroom with ease, washed away the cold air on his body, threw all the clothes into the washing machine, then coiled up his half-dry hair, put on Shen Qing's sportswear, and lay down on the bed. on the sofa.

"Tell me the truth, what happened to you during the days when you were absent from work? How did you get involved with the Psionic Directorate?"

Song Lingjia leaned on the sofa, frowning and speaking. Shen Qing was wearing a slightly loose sportswear, but it was a little tight on her body, and the neckline was stretched a little.

The last time I picked up someone at the police station, Song Lingjia was so concerned, she was negligent for a while, and didn't think of Jiang Weiting's existence at all, which was too unreasonable.

It is impossible for an ordinary fraud case to alert the General Department of Psychic Energy. Even if someone is dead, it has nothing to do with the General Department of Psychic Energy. It will be handled by the police department.

There was only one reason for Jiang Weiting to appear beside Shen Qing, and that was that during the few days of absenteeism, an unknown mutation occurred in Shen Qing's body, thus creating a connection with the General Department of Psychic Energy.

"A lot of things happened." Shen Qing bowed her head in silence, for a while, she didn't know where to start.

Looking at Song Lingjia in front of him, Shen Qing suddenly felt an unspeakable helplessness, Song Lingjia was just an ordinary person, destined not to live for too long.

With Zhao Yu's lessons learned from the past, Shen Qing is now a little afraid of being involved in cause and effect.

Although she was lucky enough to come back from Great Xia alive, and even killed Yang Zongxian, with numerous victories, but she might not be so lucky next time.

Where the sundial was going to take her, she had no idea, even if she died suddenly, it would be perfectly normal.

Being involved too deeply with Song Lingjia, if she dies, there will be one more suffering person in the world. This is not the result Shen Qing wants.

"If you don't want to say it, you don't need to say it. I won't ask."

Seeing Shen Qing's frowning, Song Lingjia sat up, supported Shen Qing to lie down, gently closed his legs, adjusted Shen Qing to a comfortable position, and gently rubbed his temples.

It was the first time Shen Qing experienced this feeling of being protected by someone. The soft touch from the back of her head instantly eased the thoughts in her mind.

It is undeniable that at this moment, she has received great comfort from Song Lingjia.

Being hugged by someone turned out to be such a comfortable thing, no wonder Zhao Yu often suffers from insomnia when she is not around...

"Don't make yourself so tired, you're only a little older, everything is perfect, it's not something you can do, no matter what happens, just get a good night's sleep, and you'll be fine after you wake up."

Song Lingjia lowered his voice and spoke softly.

boom--

Thunder exploded outside the window, but the turmoil in Shen Qing's heart gradually calmed down, and he lost consciousness in a blink of an eye.

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Luzhou City.

A lake a hundred kilometers away from the city.

The lake is surrounded by mountains on three sides, surrounded by mountains, which is a sign of outstanding people, but at this moment, it is full of wind and clouds, evil spirits, and black clouds.

A huge black crack hangs above the sky, and the lavender mist can be seen seeping into the entire sky with the naked eye, carrying an ominous atmosphere.

This is the 'God's Tunnel', the road leading to the unknown.

The entire mountain has been completely sealed off. Now, apart from the blood descendants of the gods, they are ancient monks who have achieved cultivation, and there is no weak person in the field.

hum-

Suddenly, a black light flashed from the crack in the air, and several black shadows burst out.

A group of strong men jumped up one after another, and took over several black shadows, which turned out to be several pieces of corpses, none of which had heads, only stumped limbs and broken arms, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became extremely oppressive, everyone held their breath, and their eyes were tightly locked on the black crack in the air.

puff!
There was a violent tremor in the void, as if the thin paper was torn apart, causing a thunderous muffled sound.

A figure flew out, the battle clothes on his body were completely torn, his body was covered in blood, he was holding a half broken sword tightly in his hand, and he had suffered heavy injuries.

"Team Korea!"

Among the crowd, Feng Muyu's complexion changed drastically, and he got up to catch Han Jiao:

"Is there a problem?"

"Not yet dead."

Han Jiao gasped for a few breaths, with a dignified look on his face.

"What's on the other side of the tunnel?"

"The kingdom of ten thousand monsters is full of monsters. Not long after I entered, I encountered a big monster who had opened the door to recognize the treasure. I want Zhen Guo to take action."

Han Jiao's face was solemn, and without delay, he immediately sent a teleportation warning to the General Department of Psionic Energy.

"Divine Hidden Realm?"

Feng Muyu's expression changed dramatically when he heard this, this was not a joke, but it was a real life-and-death moment.

Once this kind of evil spirit is allowed to step out of the passage, the entire territory of Shenzhou will be devastated.

"Immediately set up a spirit array to lock the entrance. Fortunately, the God's Tunnel has not been fully opened yet. It can't get through. It must be dragged to Zhenguo with all its strength."

"promise!"

The crowd took their orders away.

"What happened recently?" Han Jiao asked casually.

"A lot of things did happen, mainly on Shen Qing's side. That December appeared again. The moment December appeared in the radar scan, it was undoubtedly Shen Qing's home. I suspect..."

Speaking of this, Feng Muyu's voice paused slightly, a little out of breath.

"Go on, why is it so strange?" Han Jiao narrowed his eyes slightly, Shen Qing's body was shrouded in mist, he had doubts for a long time.

"That coffin is a legacy of more than 2000 years ago, and the bone age in December is only over 300 years old. How could it be possible to know the person in the coffin..."

Feng Muyu narrated his doubts, and the more he talked, the more he felt that something was wrong: "Besides, there is a brocade book among the funeral objects, and no one in the room can understand the contents recorded in the book, but that December After seeing it, it is obvious."

That is a character from more than 700 years ago, and her bone age is only over 300. How do you know the secret in the coffin?
And that kind of text that has never been recorded, December is obviously quite familiar, which is too abnormal.

Han Nuo calmed down the blood in his heart, and took out a elixir and stuffed it into his mouth: "Shen Qing's secret whistle is withdrawn, don't stare at it anymore."

"Why is this?" Feng Muyu was puzzled.

"I'm afraid it will cause her to misunderstand." Han Jiao lowered his eyes: "I suspect that Shen Qing may be a giant who has cultivated such a supernatural power as an incarnation outside his body. It is unfathomable, and his realm may be even higher than that of Zhen Guo. .”

"Impossible!" Feng Muyu immediately retorted without the slightest hesitation: "More than [-] years ago, the aura was already exhausted. Even if someone's cultivation base is stronger than now, it is still limited in strength, and it is impossible to have such Great monk!"

With such great supernatural powers as incarnation outside the body, even the terrifying powerhouses in the real world are not qualified to practice. Going one step further, in the ancient times, they were the existence of the level of 'true god'.

No matter how he speculated, Feng Muyu couldn't believe that such a strange thing would happen.

What's more, all of Shen Qing's information is well documented, and it is unlikely that she and December are the same person.

"More than [-] years ago, the new dynasty was first established. According to unofficial history records, the Taiwei in December, in charge of the Heavenly Guard, conquered the world, was invincible in the world, and was revered as the Martial God of the world." Han Jiao narrowed his eyes slightly, his weather-beaten expression On the face, the expression changed, and after a moment of silence, he spoke again:
"In the ruins we found, more than [-] years ago, the name of December also appeared..."

Having said that, Han Jiao didn't continue, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Why have I never heard of this ancient history?" Feng Muyu's back was covered with cold sweat, his legs and feet were unconsciously a little weak, and he was a little lost: "December...there are monks who have lived for more than 2 years in this world. ?”

"There is no way to verify the authenticity of this piece of unofficial history. It is still recorded in a vulgar novel. It talks about the interesting story between the empress and the Taiwei's bed."

Han Jiao looked helpless: "In that book, it didn't say that December was a woman."

At first, he just thought it happened to have the same name, but after listening to Feng Muyu's narration, he realized that this was not the case at all.

"Then Team Han, what shall I do now? Report it?"

After recovering, Feng Muyu was a little nervous, and her first reaction was to report to the General Administration.

"Don't take the conjecture seriously. This word comes out of my mouth and enters your ear. It cannot be passed on to a third person."

Han Jiao's expression became more serious: "Don't say a single word of those words just now, I'm afraid it will bring you the disaster of killing yourself."

No matter what December's true identity is, it's beyond their control. All they can do is to do their job well and don't rush to find death.

Even if December is really an old monster that has lived for tens of thousands of years, that has nothing to do with them, even for this star, it is still a good thing, at least there is no need to worry about being slaughtered by the creatures running out of the tunnel of gods.

"Then Shen Qing..."

Feng Muyu was a little hesitant, not knowing what attitude he should take towards Shen Qing.

"According to past practice, arrange a reasonable identity for her, and you go in person."

Han Jiao coughed lightly, looking at the dark cracks in the air, his eyes gradually darkened, and a thought vaguely appeared in his mind.

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In the morning, the big sun parted the clouds.

Tuk Tuk-

There was a knock on the door, and in the practice room, Shen Qing slowly opened his eyes, and the shadow of a knife flashed in his pupils, and his aura was overwhelming.

This is not a skill she practiced, but her understanding of the way of the sword, engraved in her soul.

Opening the door, Shen Qing was slightly surprised to see the wind and rain outside the door: "Is there something wrong?"

"Ex...Miss Shen, hello!"

Feng Muyu's heart beat violently, she lowered her head to suppress her panic, and said in a low voice, "Can I go in and talk?"

"Please." Shen Qing let the door open.

Sitting down on the sofa, Feng Muyu straightened subconsciously, explaining why he came.

"Miss Shen, you are now a cultivator. These are some new identities prepared for you by the General Administration of Psychic Energy. You can choose one of them. On the 1st of every month, there will be a fixed fund of 5 yuan as an activity fund Into your account, of course, you should not be short of money, but this is also a wish of the Psionic Directorate."

Feng Muyu took out some A4 papers from his arms and placed them in front of Shen Qing. On the papers were brief introductions of several occupations.

【Shareholders of Tianxing Group Corporation】

【Chief of the Policies and Regulations Department of Yunhai Seismological Bureau】

【Teacher of History Department of Yunhai University】

【Member of Yunhai CPPCC】

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"You can choose an identity at will, and the General Administration will send more detailed information later."

Feng Muyu added that this is the usual practice of the General Department of Psionics, and it is to give these practitioners outside the law some identities on the surface for better management.

These professions have an obvious thing in common. They are leisurely, less bound, and have a lot of room for autonomy. This time, the General Department of Psionics is full of sincerity.

"Am I well-prepared?" Shen Qing's mouth twitched slightly, but couldn't laugh for a while:

"I agree, that's all."

Shen Qing didn't hesitate too much, raised her hand and tapped on the paper, locking her temporary identity.

【Teacher of History Department of Yunhai University】

Teaching history is not too complicated, but if you follow the script, it is easy to make some small problems.

But what Shen Qing wants to teach is a piece of history that no one may know now.

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Yunhai University.

Inside the lecture theater, many students sat sparsely.

Looking at Shen Qing on the podium, all the students in the class were a little restless.

In order to block the murderous intent flashing from the shadow of the knife in his eyes, Shen Qing put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses to block the sharp light in his eyes. He became a little more intellectual, and he also changed into professional attire. Be more approachable.

"Teacher, I have read it in Unofficial History. It is rumored that the empress had an affair with the Taiwei in private. The Taiwei sleeps on the dragon bed day and night. Is this true?"

"maybe."

Shen Qing was slightly taken aback, and gave an ambiguous answer.

(End of this chapter)