Too fierce because of caution

The memory disappeared completely when it went back to this place.

Zhao Yi was not clear about the subsequent experiments and how No. 6 escaped from the control of the church.

Perhaps only by finding the next memory fragment can Zhao Yi know what happened later.

After regaining consciousness, he reappeared in the Bloodline Temple.

In his hand, he had grasped the flawless white robe without knowing when.

There was a faint light above the temple.

Falling on the body, it flowed with holiness.

"Isn't it the bloodline of the Red Clothes?"

"Why give me a white robe?"

Zhao Yi pinched the robe in his hand curiously, and an emotionless voice appeared in his mind:

"There are no red robes in the world."

"Because many gods have been killed, there are red robes!"

"This white robe is the embodiment of your spirit. In the future, you need to dye it red with your own 'divine' blood!"

He looked around.

No one was seen.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Yi asked.

No one responded.

He put the white robe on himself, and suddenly felt that an ancient skill began to be performed in his mind.

The feeling was very subtle, and Zhao Yi seemed to see a long, long time ago.

A person passed down this skill, and then it was continuously passed on and improved in the hands of future generations.

Finally, the skill came into his hands.

At this moment, Zhao Yi's spirit was shrouded in mysterious power.

He suddenly saw many things that could not be described in words.

[Congratulations, you have obtained the bloodline skill: Red Clothes - Butchering an Ox]

"Butchering an Ox?"

Zhao Yi licked his lips, his eyes gleaming.

He liked this skill very much.

With this skill, he could taste more delicacies.

He put on a robe and walked deeper into the Bone Hall.

A broken black stone corridor.

On both sides were blurred murals.

Further inside, Zhao Yi could not see anything.

He seemed to be trapped in absolute silence and darkness.

The sound of a bell in the distant direction guided him forward.

On the way, the whispers Zhao Yi heard became heavier and heavier.

With strong malice.

When he finally saw a glimmer of light in front of him, the whispers slowly faded away.

At the end, there was a hall.

There was no bell inside.

The bell sounded from a more distant place.

There was no place Zhao Yi could go.

There was a bronze coffin in the stone hall. Zhao Yi tried to open it but failed.

He felt that in this bronze coffin, perhaps his second memory fragment was stored.

It might also contain the second bloodline skill!

"From the previous memory analysis, I may have learned these skills once."

"Later, for some special reasons... I forgot them."

"What could be the reason?"

Zhao Yi pondered.

Previously, he absorbed a lot of unclean power, which successfully opened the door of the Bloodline Temple for him. Now the bronze coffin in front of him also needs power to open, so Zhao Yi focused his attention on the mountain god...

...

The matter of the Bloodline Temple came to an end temporarily. Zhao Yi rested at the guild headquarters for one night and took the train directly to Guxuan Town the next day.

After the warehouse ghost who was preparing for a big battle saw Zhao Yi again, he roughly reported to Zhao Yi about the current situation.

Currently, there are about three hundred ghosts willing to work for him.

Chen Fei, the director of the steel factory, provided him with a large sum of money.

He still has enough money in his hand.

But now the steel factory has very few sources of income, and he must find a way to go to the evil mountain dungeon to mine iron ore.

The mining business can only be prepared after the matter of the mountain god is over.

"I have been checking the remaining body parts of the unclean body these two days."

"There is no news."

"The other party hides it too well."

The warehouse ghost is very troubled by the remaining limbs in the middle of the body.

The other party did not reveal any clues at all.

In the past few decades, even hundreds of years, it has been hidden very well.

In front of the church, Zhao Yi looked at the statue that had been rebuilt inside and said:

"You're looking in the wrong direction."

The warehouse ghost was stunned:

"Wrong direction?"

Zhao Yi explained:

"Think about it, the other party's goal is the same as ours, to prevent the coming of the Son of God... and the remains of the unclean body are scattered in the villages and factories near Guxuan Town."

"For decades, in order to confirm that these parts have not merged, should he

Should there be a means to monitor these parts? "

The warehouse ghost seemed to understand a little after hearing this.

Zhao Yi continued:

"There are only two places that can monitor abnormal movements nearby on a large scale-"

"The first is the police headquarters in Guxuan Town."

"The second is the administrative unit of Guxuan Town."

"Obviously the latter is not as sensitive as the former, so the guy is most likely in the police headquarters."

The warehouse ghost clapped his hands and said admiringly:

"The leader is worthy of being the leader!"

"In that case, I will take people to the police headquarters now."

Zhao Yi stopped him.

"You are so busy... taking hundreds of people to the police station... what, do you want to fight with the police station? ”

The warehouse ghost was embarrassed and coughed dryly:

"What the leader criticized is..."

Zhao Yi waved his hand:

"So, Wu Liang, you continue to do what I told you to do. There is another very important task to be given to you later. The more manpower you can get now, the better..."

"I will deal with the matter at the police headquarters."

"The big guy who wants to kill Zili Village... can't do without it."

The warehouse ghost arranged for a younger ghost to drive Zhao Yi to Hu Aotian's home.

Zhao Yi knew that if he went directly to the police station, he would not be able to see the person he wanted to see.

His status was not enough to make the senior management of the police station come out to see him directly.

But Hu Aotian could.

As a business tycoon in Guxuan Town, Hu Aotian had many reasons to get the key figure of the police station to come out for tea.

After knowing Zhao Yi's intention, Hu Aotian initially rejected Zhao Yi.

But when Zhao Yi exposed his identity and mentioned Zili Village, Hu Aotian agreed after a while of silence.

It likes its current life.

It doesn't want to get involved in disputes, but it doesn't want to have anything to do with Zili Village anymore.

Everything in that village is too dangerous.

After Hu Aotian had his own family, he was worried that the affairs of Zili Village would affect his children and wife.

So finally, under Zhao Yi's lobbying, Hu Aotian agreed to Zhao Yi and helped him to meet the director.

In an elegant private room of a Lanmuyuan coffee shop, Zhao Yi waited for the person he wanted to wait for.

The other party took off his police uniform and changed into casual clothes.

"I thought you really only had a broken body."

Zhao Yi looked at the man in front of him with a mysterious smile on his face and teased.

In this town where ghosts are rampant, it would not be surprising even if the man in front of him really only had the middle part of his body.

The other party sat opposite Zhao Yi and gathered his collar.

"Mr. Zhao... Actually, I have noticed you for a long time. "

The sheriff took a sip of coffee.

His eyes were far-reaching.

"The curse on you seems to be getting heavier, and it seems that the curse will soon come true..."

Zhao Yi didn't care much about it and went straight to the point.

"You don't want the Son of God to come, and I... want to get rid of the mountain god."

"Do me a favor... so that you can get rid of it once and for all."

The sheriff took out a cigarette from his arms and put it in front of his nose to smell it.

"Sorry, Mr. Zhao."

"To stop the Son of God from coming... you don't necessarily have to get rid of the mountain god."

"Hu Aotian has already told me about your proposal."

"My opinion is... too risky."

He looked a little helpless.

"In fact, I didn't expect it to become so strong earlier."

"My plan seemed perfect, but it was ruined by an inadvertent little detail. "

Zhao Yi was not angry about the other party's rejection. He casually continued:

"You didn't expect that the station ghosts who made up the head would go to Zili Village to challenge the four limbs...right?"

The police chief was surprised and raised his head slightly.

Zhao Yi raised an index finger, and the smile on his mouth gradually became unbridled.

"You don't want to help me because you think the chances of winning are too small."

"But...I can give you a reason why you have to help me."

The police chief's eyes were sharp:

"What...reason?"

PS: I originally wrote more than 3,000 words today, but when I wanted to post it around nine o'clock, I was not satisfied, so I deleted it all.

This chapter is completely rewritten.

Maybe it was because of the headache before, I dragged the last copy for too long, which made me confused about this transition part.

Well, let's do it this way first. I will get up tomorrow morning to make a detailed outline for the back, so as not to mess up my brain.

Good night, babies.