The gathering at the beginning of Chapter 355 (find the foreshadowing yourself)
Da Qian Kyoto.
“Go in quickly, no ink marks.”
In front of a large palace, dozens of soldiers were driving hundreds of beggars in tattered clothes towards the palace ahead. We rushed there and found among the beggars, there were old and young people, and even children, women and children among them.
Behind the warrior is a man wearing a cow-face mask. He is dressed in embroidered clothes and has a demon bull in armor. The demon bull is burly, but its eyes are dark, far away. Looking at it gives one a sense of oppression, extremely ominous.
His name is Wuniu, and he is the head of Wuniu Department.
He looked at the palace in the distance, and the green cow mask on his face shone slightly with a cold light.
Pingwangfu, this is the name of the palace in the distance. The words on the plaque are already rusty, and the gold paint on it has fallen off at some point.
The abandoned courtyard and weeds growing everywhere make it hard to believe that a few days ago this was a bustling royal palace.
There is something strange about the open gate of the palace. On a sunny day, the view from the gate of the palace is green and black, and the coldness inside makes Wu Niu feel uncomfortable.
"Catch some more beggars and figure out the movement patterns of the things inside as soon as possible." Wu Niu looked at the dozens of beggars being driven away in front of him and ordered.
"Subordinate, do it now." A man who also wore a midday cow mask lowered his head and clasped his fists. The mask on his face was made of iron, while the one on the boss's face was made of bronze. This It is caused by the difference in status.
"As soon as possible." Wu Niu said lightly.
The things in Prince Ping's Mansion are very troublesome. If he doesn't understand the movement patterns of that thing, even he won't dare to go in. The ghost in the red coffin is above the upper armor, only higher but not lower!
The man bowed his head and resigned. Without looking at the beggars who were being driven away, he greeted a few soldiers and walked away.
Wu Niu didn't even look at his subordinates. He stared at the gloomy Ping Prince's Mansion, his eyes as deep as lake water.
“His Majesty’s celebration is about to begin in three days. This thing must be disposed of within three days. The presence of Class A or above ghosts in Kyoto will bring disgrace to Dagan.”
Wuniu touched the bronze mask on his face, and heard the cries of the beggars in his ears.
"Hurry in, don't ask for ink marks. Your Excellency said, anyone who can come out after entering will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver and a hundred acres of fertile land. You are all begging for survival. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are ants. , Now the wealth is right in front of you, why would you miss it? "
In front of the beggar, a general wearing armor and holding a long hand said while looking at the hesitant crowd in front of him.
"Sir, I am not a beggar! I am a commoner from nearby villages and towns. Can I not give up this opportunity to become rich and wealthy? I just ask you to let me go back, please!"
One of the people in the crowd was holding his arms. The woman with a small child looked at the general holding the sword with a miserable look on her face, and prayed with a pleading look on her face.
Being rich and powerful sounds good, but you have to have this life to enjoy it. Several groups of people have entered before them, but until now, they have not seen anyone walk out. Prince Ping's Mansion.
It is true that they are beggars and ants in the eyes of the dignitaries, but we cannot let them die just because they are beggars and ants!
They are human beings too and want to live...
As the woman opened her mouth, many of the people who were being driven started to shout.
"Sir! I am also a nearby town citizen. If you don't believe me, you can send someone to check. These can be found! Sir, I am really not a beggar!"
Voices kept coming and going. , many people started talking about where they were from, and some even revealed all their family backgrounds, including their genealogy.
The purpose is to ask the general to open his eyes and let them leave.
No matter how they shouted, the sword-wielding generals and soldiers seemed not to hear them, and still drove them away in their own way.
Seeing this scene, they were completely desperate. Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the gate of Prince Ping's Mansion, some young men, under the terrifying oppression, could no longer bear the pressure and rushed out of the crowd and ran towards the distance. .
But before he could run very far, his head was chopped off by a soldier. The head rolled off, and the hot blood spilled on the ground, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Without any discussion, they directly beheaded them in public. Each soldier looked at the crowd expressionlessly, his eyes full of coldness, and the long sword in his hand shone coldly in the sun.
Seeing this scene, those who wanted to escape completely gave up the idea. Escape would mean death, so they might as well enter Prince Ping's Mansion. There might be a chance of survival.
The shouts in the crowd disappeared a lot. The general holding the knife looked at these people coldly. People are so mean. If you talk to them calmly, they will not listen.
Without seeing how serious you are, they will always take chances.
So sometimes it is necessary to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
The knife-wielding general looked at these people calmly. He would not know whether some of them were beggars. But it doesn't matter if those people are not beggars. Since they were brought here, even if they are the sons of princes, they will still be regarded as beggars.
Among the crowd, a disheveled beggar looked at this scene with a horrified expression. His body was shaking and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
The Prince Ping's Mansion, so close at hand, seemed like an abyssal beast with a huge mouth, waiting for them to enter and surrender themselves into a trap.
There was a little girl mixed in the crowd. She was in tatters, her knotted hair and face covered with dirt made her look dirty.
But none of these can hide her watery eyes. Although these watery eyes are full of fear and panic at the moment, it does not affect anything.
The crowd was approaching, and soldiers holding long knives chopped off the heads of some escapees from time to time. Extreme depression spread among the crowd.
"If you go in, you still have a chance to live. If you don't go in, you will die immediately. Although your brains are not smart, I believe you still understand this simple truth."
By beggars and common people The group of people had been driven to the gate of Prince Ping's Mansion, but because the soldiers could not get too close to Prince Ping's Mansion, the people in front of them lingered in front of the gate of Prince Ping's Mansion.
The people in the back stopped in place because the people in front did not enter Prince Ping's Mansion. The sword-wielding general was not surprised to see this scene. The same was true for the previous waves.
At this time, he usually only needs to say a few words.
Hundreds of eyes stared at the sword-wielding general. There were fears, resentments, despair, and fear...
It was very complicated. The sword-wielding general looked calm, and there was something in his eyes. Without any change in his expression, he looked at everyone and gave them a choice.
"If you go in, you have a chance to live and become rich and powerful. If you don't go in, you will die now. I will give you ten breaths. After ten breaths, anyone who has not entered will be beheaded."
The voice was extremely cold, and as the general spoke these words, sharp knives were pointed at them, and dozens of pairs of cold eyes stared at their necks.
The cold murderous intent made their bodies tremble uncontrollably. The children cried, the women sobbed, the old people lamented, all the sounds were lacking.
These voices reveal the cruelty of this era.
The knife-wielding general just watched and listened, the sharp blade in his hand always ready to kill.
Time passed amidst these noisy voices, and finally someone couldn't bear the murderous eyes, turned around and rushed directly into Prince Ping's Mansion.
Sometimes one person taking the lead is enough to lead everyone. Someone took the lead and rushed into Prince Ping's Mansion, and the others rushed in one after another.
For a time, Prince Ping's Mansion seemed to be their hope for survival, and they rushed in. Among the crowd, the disheveled beggar looked back at the high-ranking adults behind him, and something suddenly popped into his mind. Got an idea.
If you can live, can you kill all these people?
Maybe it’s not possible, he is just a beggar, homeless, and about to die.
Perhaps feeling the beggar's gaze, Wu Niu cast his gaze over. He looked at the young man, his eyes full of calmness, he was just an ant, not worth mentioning.
The crowd swarmed away, and the little girl was trapped in it, helpless and powerless. She was too small and didn't even have the strength to push the adults away.
The moist eyes were filled with tears, and fear filled her young heart. She was so scared, and she missed her father and mother.
What is born out of despair may be to regard death as home.
The huge mouth of the abyss kept devouring living people, and beggars and common people disappeared into the gate of Prince Ping's Mansion one by one, and the blue-black haze did not create the slightest ripple.
Wuniu looked at this scene with calm eyes. The haze in Prince Ping's Mansion did not spread out. This is good news. It means that the things inside do not grow by killing people, otherwise he would not let him. People go in to test the behavior of that thing.
In their eyes, when an ordinary person experiences a Class A supernatural event, the chance of surviving is about one percent. This chance of survival is very low, but at least there is still a chance of survival, and what he is doing now is using Quantity to accumulate this probability.
He has always believed in the truth that as long as the quantity is large enough, qualitative change will definitely occur. This is the truth.
Under the sunny sky, the eerie Prince Ping's Mansion stands. Its terror is being tested, and ignorant living people are testing taboos.
……
……
Taiyuan City, in the city lord's mansion.
"How do you feel, Wei Jing? Is that guy named Chenlong strong?"
On the first step, Fang Shiming looked at Wei Jing walking out of the darkness and asked.
"It's not bad, his strength is very good, he is an outlier." Wei Jing tied an old hemp rope around his waist, and the darkness behind him began to dissipate.
"Are you different? He really has some strength." Fang Shiming threw an apple and said.
"How is the situation here?" Wei Jing caught the apple, sat on the steps, and took a bite of the apple in his hand. Well, it had no taste at all. It was bland.
"It's okay. Those Chenlong Guards are very weak. None of them are aliens. This is very strange. Logically speaking, it is very strange that in such a large group of people, the city lord is the only alien. This dynasty shouldn't be like this." Fang Shiming touched his face and said with some confusion.
Hearing Fang Shiming's words, Wei Jing nodded: "I also found something wrong. Logically speaking, the Imperial Secretary should not be so weak. After all, it is the department of this dynasty that specializes in dealing with supernatural events. , As a result, when I was confronting that Chen Long just now, he didn’t even support me for a minute, which was not worthy of their status.”
On the quiet steps, Fang Shiming turned to look. Wei Jing, the corners of his mouth twitched. He was silent for a while before he said, "How many ghosts can you suppress now?"
Seeing Fang Shiming asking this, Wei Jing was a little confused and thought about it. Without thinking about hiding anything, he spoke directly: "From the time I came here to now, including the time in the mountains and the ghosts I just ate, my total quota for suppressing is 101 ghosts."
< br>
"Can you suppress 101 fierce ghosts?"
Fang Shiming was silent. He looked up at the sky and was speechless. A ghost can suppress 101 fierce ghosts. How long does it take to deal with a chief of the Yuqian Department?
Wei Jing feels that the head of the Yuqian Division is weak. This is normal. He can feel that way and there is nothing wrong with him.
Fang Shiming doesn’t know who can defeat Wei Jing in front of a ghost of this level. He can’t do it anyway. He is a man who has controlled three powerful ghosts and become a stranger. He can’t do this. operation.
Seeing Fang Shiming's silence, Wei Jing was a little dumbfounded when he thought about the question he asked. Only then did he realize that it was not that the head of the Yuqian Department was too weak, but that he was too strong.
He had not yet come out under the control of the Stealing Ghost, which caused him to subconsciously feel that they should not be so weak when he saw such a boss with a very strong code name.
After all, the position of the boss is the same as their captain status. Since it is the same, then at least Ye Zhen, Yang Jian and the others have the right level of strength.
Lin Qian won’t go into it, that guy is ridiculously strong.
In Wei Jing's heart, Ye Zhen and Yang Jian can at least be on par with him, especially Yang Jian. His ghosts are stronger than him. If Wei Jing is a little more cautious, it won't be a problem for Wei Jing to beat him. .
Seeing that Wei Jing finally understood, Fang Shiming was a little speechless. He looked around. It was antique and extremely luxurious, which was quite in line with the status of the Lord of Chenlong City and the Chief of the Division.
"By the way, where is Li Leping? He hasn't solved it yet? But this shouldn't be right. He is much stronger than me. How can he solve it slower than me? He can only be faster than me. "Fang Shiming looked at Wei Jing and frowned slightly, feeling very confused.
"He went to inquire about things. Chenlong's memory is a bit messy. He needs to sort it out soon." Wei Jing answered Fang Shiming's doubts.
"Is that so? That can be explained." Hearing Wei Jing say this, Fang Shiming understood. The ghost controlled by Li Leping was a memory type, and he was very good at finding information from other people's memories.
He is the weakest among the three. He relies on the ghost scissors to become an alien. Without the ghost scissors, it would be difficult for him to become an alien. After all, he did not turn his consciousness into a ghost method.
So he felt very sad, but there was nothing he could do about it. He felt that his survival to this day was entirely due to luck. If his luck was not good enough, he would have died countless times just relying on his little strength.
"Li Leping is done." Wei Jing suddenly said at this time.
As soon as Wei Jing finished speaking, Li Leping appeared beside the two of them. Looking at Li Leping's expressionless face, Wei Jing asked:
"The situation How about it? Did you find any useful information?
Hearing Wei Jing's words, Fang Shiming couldn't help but look at Li Leping, hoping that Li Leping could tell him useful good news.
Li Leping nodded when he saw the glances from the two people. There is actually a smile on his face:
"I may have found a way to go back."
Hearing this, Wei Jing and Fang Shiming stood up directly, and they looked at Li Leping with excitement in their eyes.
“Are you serious, not kidding?” Fang Shiming was the first to ask. He was the one who wanted to go back the most. In this era without mobile phone networks, he felt uncomfortable doing anything.
Wei Jing did not speak, but looked at Li Leping quietly, with undisguised expectations in his eyes. The country still needs him, and he is still involved in Professor Wang's experiments. He cannot spend too long in this era. .
Looking at the gazes of the two people, Li Leping thought for a while and said: "I got a piece of news from Chen Long's memory. In Yongye City, there was a young man holding a rusty long sword. , he wiped out a big family, and then attracted a Class A, that is, S-class ghost in Yongye City, and then left Yongye City and walked towards Kyoto."
"A young man holding a rusty sword? What does this have to do with our return?" Fang Shiming really didn't understand what Li Leping meant. Could it be that their hope of returning lies with that young man?
Wei Jing also became confused. He looked at Li Leping: "What do you mean? Be more careful."
Li Leping took a deep breath. He looked at the two of them and then He said slowly: "I saw the portrait of the young man and the long sword from Chen Long's memory."
"The young man is exactly the same as Captain Lin, and his name is also Lin Qian. Originally, I was Those who didn’t believe it thought he was just someone similar to Captain Lin. They just have the same name and surname. Although such a coincidence is unlikely, it is not impossible, but until I saw the long sword, I knew that I was wrong. "
Li Leping's eyes widened at this point. It flickered: "That's Ye Zhen's long sword. Of course, just because of these, I still don't fully believe that he is Captain Lin. For this reason, I deliberately found the appearance of the Lord of Yongye City, Zi Shu, in Chen Long's memory. I quietly The earth invaded his memory."
"As a result, I saw a bride in Zi Shu's memory, an illusory bride. She was behind the young man. The moment I saw the bride, I knew that he was Lin Qian, because only he would be The Cunning Bride loves him so much."
"When I confirmed that he was Captain Lin, I roughly understood how we got here."
Li Leping breathed out, he said. Looking at the two people who were silent, he knew that they understood everything.
"If it's Captain Lin, then it makes sense when we come here. Captain Lin has the terrifying ability to restart time, and all the captains know this." Wei Jing rolled his eyes slightly, Many puzzling things became clear after learning that Lin Qian was here.
"So it was Lin Qian and the evil ghost who had a time-restart collision, which brought us to this era that does not exist in history? Is it just a fight between the great gods and the little devil suffers?" Fang Shiming was a little confused. He spoke wordlessly.
"That's about it. Although we don't know why the fierce ghost met Captain Lin, we are not thinking about this now. We should find Captain Lin quickly now. There is something wrong with his current situation." Li Leping looked on. Became solemn.
Hearing what Li Leping said, Wei Jing frowned: "Something's wrong? What happened?"
Fang Shiming also became confused, something was wrong with Lin Qian? When had he ever been satisfied?
Looking at the doubts of the two people, Li Leping was a little silent. After a while, he said:
"Captain Lin seems to have lost his starving ghost, and he seems to have some amnesia. "(End of Chapter)