Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 418 Asking Price

"Speak slowly."

Li Jun stared at Zou Sijiu, who looked worried, and said slowly.

"After Songshan attacked the city last time, Xiaobai noticed the shortcomings of Inuyama City's defense, so based on the Huangliang host in my user's office, all the imperial guards were included in the control of the big case writing technique. By analyzing the brain-computer connection, communication frequency and behavioral habits, we can ensure the safety of personnel in Inuyama Castle, and..."

Zou Sijiu paused for a moment: "And this person is still himself, rather than someone occupying the magpie's nest. Therefore, Xiaobai's communication and Huangliang links are disconnected at the same time, which is absolutely impossible."

Li Jun did not ask boring questions such as 'Why don't you know about this?', but asked directly: "Can your current location be determined with your case-writing skills?"

"When the connection was disconnected, others were in the East District!"

After hearing this, Li Jun strode towards the door, followed closely by Chen Qisheng and Zou Sijiu.

Outside the door, a large group of Jin Yiwei gathered together, looking blankly at the expressionless Li Jun.

They were all startled by the sound of Zou Sijiu kicking the door, and had no idea what happened.

"Boss, what happened?"

Fan Wujiu pushed aside the crowd in front of him and frowned when he saw the solemn expression on Zou Sijiu's face.

"Take all the personnel who are good at fighting in the first and second divisions and surround me in the East District. Notify Yang Baize and ask his garrison to seal the city under martial law. No one is allowed to leave the city at will before receiving notification from the Hundred Household Office. !”

"Yes!"

Fan Wujiu responded loudly, but his eyes suddenly became cold.

Although Li Jun did not directly tell him what happened, Fan Wujiu noticed something strange in the order he gave.

In Jinyiwei's arrest operations, the Second Division responsible for intelligence usually does not directly participate in the operation.

Even if they are dispatched, they should be commanded by Xie Bi'an, the commander-in-chief of the Second Division, and he should not be allowed to overstep his authority.

Now Li Jun has put all the people in his hands, but Xie Bian has never shown up.

This can only mean one thing, the one who got into trouble was Xie Bian.

Fan Wujiu's ears were filled with the excited buzzing of the mechanical heart. He took a deep breath, suppressed his heart rate that was about to overclock, and suddenly turned around to face the Jin Yiwei who were still in a daze.

"What the hell are you doing standing still? Didn't you hear Master Baihu's order? Everyone has gathered their equipment and will set off in half an hour!"

"Yes!"

In response to the thunder, an awe-inspiring murderous aura spread out inside the Inuyama Castle House.

"The person who did it should be someone from Gezao Mountain."

Chen Qisheng said solemnly: "The news I got from inside Longhu Mountain is that besides Luo Tian and his team, there is another group of Daoxu sent by Gezaoshan into the Japanese area this time. The leader is a troublesome person. A character, the first person of the Luo generation in Gezao Mountain to enter the fourth level of Dao Xu, Luo Cheng!"

Li Jun turned back to look at the Taoist behind him, "No matter what their origins are, only the dead can leave Inuyama Castle today!"

"You watch Fan Wujiu and tell him not to be impulsive. Inform Prince Ma and Concubine Yuan Ming and ask them to personally lead a team to search door to door. If you find anything, report it as soon as possible. Don't act rashly."

"clear."

Chen Qisheng took the order and left.

At this moment, only Zou Sijiu was left behind Li Jun, who was hesitant to speak.

"Old Zou, what do you want to say?"

"This hexagram is not very auspicious."

"I don't believe in these feudal superstitions."

Li Jun raised his hand and asked, "Is there any way to further lock the locked position?"

Zou Sijiu was silent for a moment, then suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, but those people's asking prices are not low."

"Her asking price is not low, and it is very likely that she will continue to raise the price, so I want to determine the bottom line that the teachers can accept." "Okay, then I understand."

Fu He cut off the voice communication with the empire and looked at the words floating on his retina.

[Whether to accept the invitation from Huangliang Dreamland (strange). 】

Amidst the faint sound of wind, a piece of carved talisman and seal hanging on Fu He's head.

Yongle Talisman Record, Golden Seal · Hidden Shape.

In the deserted dark alley, the night was like a tide, starting from the corners of the Taoist's blue gown and spreading upwards, gradually engulfing his figure inch by inch.

When the darkness covered his chin, Fu He's eyes suddenly became empty, as if his soul had left this body.

"accept."

As if waking up from a big dream, an extremely illusory and magnificent world appeared in front of Fuhe's eyes.

The place where you stand is the top of a solitary peak, and one step forward is a bottomless abyss.

Fu He looked around, surrounded by boundless dark clouds, with thunder and lightning surging in magnificent waves. This scene is exactly the same as the scene when heaven and earth were born as described in Taoist classics.

In such a suffocating darkness, the peak where Fuhe stood seemed so lonely and small.

As the Sunda wind blew by, Fuhe pressed down his noisy Taoist robe, bent down and pulled up a weed at his feet, and held it in his mouth.

The sour and earthy taste of grass rolled between my lips and teeth, and everything seemed so real.

Fuhe's heart sank slightly, and he thought to himself: "To be able to construct things in such detail, she has more authority than expected."

Suddenly, a huge, dark, strange bird broke through the clouds above its head, its wings spread out ten feet long, its cries sounded like swords striking each other, and its arrogance was fierce.

Fuhe knew this thing, Yatagarasu.

An evil bird that exists in Japanese mythology.

Yatagarasu flapped its wings and swooped down, and when it was about to hit the lonely peak, it flapped its wings violently.

The strong wind blew up the soil beneath Fuhe's feet. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked calmly at this beast that didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, trying to tease him.

"Qiang!!!"

Seeing that his trick failed, Yatagarasu raised his neck and let out an angry cry. However, he did not continue to challenge Fukaku. Instead, he pointed the tip of his beak on the edge of the solitary peak and motioned for the opponent to climb onto his back.

"How can an ominous beast carry the gods of the Ming Dynasty on its back?"

Fuhe looked stern, shaking his wrists and rolling up his sleeves, holding them behind his back. On the piece-shaped earrings under the earlobes, golden Dao patterns intertwined into the word "Yongle" emitted bright golden light, which was particularly eye-catching in this apocalyptic world.

Suddenly, a sharp crane chirp came from behind Fu He.

A white crane that should not have appeared in this dream shot out from the clouds below, as fast as lightning, its dark red eyes fixed on the continuously boiling Yatagarasu.

As soon as the two birds met, they were like life-and-death enemies and started fighting fiercely.

But the Yatagarasu, who was fighting at home, was no match for the White Crane constructed by Fuhe. Not long after, it was torn into pieces of hairy flesh and blood, fell into the surging thunder pool below, and was burned into tiny pieces. Ash.

Fu He took a step into the air towards the abyss in front of him. The blood-stained flying crane with white feathers held up his body and flew towards the black clouds above his head.

One person and one crane shuttled through the thunderous clouds. It was impossible to judge the distance in the dark world without reference objects. Fortunately, the thick ink color could not block Fu He's carefully refined Taoist eyes. The numbers on the retinas danced with the white crane's. The rising tide keeps lifting all boats.

"The scale of this dream is comparable to a Daosi-level cave."

Scope and realism are the two main indicators to measure the intensity of a dream. Judging from what Fuhe has seen so far, the level of construction of this dream has exceeded early expectations.

"It seems that it is impossible to lower the price."

(End of this chapter)