Fourteen ghost soldiers raised their dome-like shields in the roar of giant beasts, as solid as golden cakes in the roaring roar of the giant beasts.

If you let the obstacles rage outside, there will be only peace and quiet inside.

"This spiritual power has also appeared before." The boss of the ghost soldier said with a deep eyebrows.

"That's when you abandoned the armor?"

"That's right."

As time went by, the wind outside suddenly stopped as if it was strangled by someone's throat. Once it stopped, the wind and sand in the sky were gone.

It was cleaned in a moment, and even the clouds in the sky were much cleaner. The sunlight that had been hidden for a long time finally revealed the whole picture, and suddenly illuminated the golden and brilliant sea of ​​sand.

"Those are..." The ghosts who said this were shocked-

I saw a sudden row of ruins in the golden sea of ​​sand, without any cover, and no wind and sand cover, and it was exposed to the surface so vigorously.

"Someone!" Shu Ling exclaimed in surprise and rushed away.

——

There is still a chaotic ruin under the sea of ​​sand, and the statues of gods are still tangled and stand proudly.

The golden sword was also shining in the dark, but the "people" holding the sword hung their arms like walking corpses, letting the sword rub against the ground with a "clang clang" sound.

He stopped before the statue of God.

The scorching iron chains make the statue crack like a snake, but the luster of the statue is still there and the gorgeousness is still there. Although it has long been ruined and forgotten, there is still an old narrative about the glory of the past.

He stood under the statue of the god and sneered indifferently, but the sound seemed to choke out of his throat, stinging and suffocating.

His laughter became increasingly rampant, but it was as cold as a nail. When a living person heard it, he was as shocking as he heard it.

A fire broke out from behind him, and his laughter suddenly stopped, his face froze. When he turned around, he saw Yi Chen chasing an arm and standing in the ruins with a broken stone that was taller than a man. The fire was burning under his feet.

His bloody clothes were broken, and his half-wet sticky to his torso, as if he was faintly outlining the outline of the young man's waist, which was wide shoulders and narrow waist.

The two of them stood silently across the ruins for a long time.

The "ghost" laughed gloomy twice, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

——

Shu Ling led the fifteen ghost soldiers to rescue the three people who suddenly appeared in the desert. He wanted to explore more clues deeper, but God did not appreciate his face. After a moment of stopping, the wind started to stir up a fierce wind like a fire. He had no choice but to return it to the camp.

Li Ying was the worst injured. As soon as she was rescued, she was taken to the military doctor to heal her injuries.

"So, have you fallen into another realm hidden under that sea of ​​sand?"

Zi Mei nodded and wrote on the paper: "The messenger of the Moon-Chasing Messenger has a very strange aura."

"It was he who brought you in?"

"His purpose is the young master."

"What was his state when you saw Chen Zhui last?"

"He was seriously injured, but..."

"But what?" Shu Ling's heart couldn't hold the string anymore.

"Probably, the ghost star soul in his body has awakened. His injury cannot be fatal, but it is not clear whether it is the entire factor of the ghost star or it also has something to do with that other realm."

Shu Ling fell into silence, and his heart was clenched hard again.

"What's going on with these fifteen ghost soldiers?"

Shu Ling glanced at her words and said, "You came back the third day after you disappeared."

Zi Mei paused for a while when she heard this, "There are fifteen ghost soldiers there, fourteen dead, and one possessed."

"Has possessed?"

"According to various analysis before and after, the messenger was the first to be possessed, and the possessed object was very camouflage and could not be noticed before it was intentionally exposed." She paused a moment, as if she remembered something again, and wrote: "The messenger's corruption after his death was amazing, and it could turn into white bones and blood in a blink of an eye."

After she finished writing this sentence, Shu Ling jumped up with a "scarlet" and was so shocked that her eyebrows were not eyebrows, and her eyes were not eyes.

Although Shu Ling does not have the killer's "face of no change when he sees a landslide" and almost reaches a state of silence, as the most powerful general around Jun Han, he will never be shocked by just a little unexpected change.

Zi Mei frowned slightly, but she didn't start writing, but expressed her doubts with her expression.

The explanation letter sent by Gui Wuguiyi also mentioned that the thief who was the Night Thieves Palace suddenly died outside the Treasure Pavilion and turned into blood and white bones.

Shu Ling sat back on the chair again.

These two things that could not find any inevitable connection and were far away from both sides of the sky actually overlapped with this coincidence.

No, it shouldn't be a coincidence...

——

Since the general's mansion closed the door to thank guests, the rumor about the "marshal's late" has become louder and louder, and seems to be closer to "reality".

Shu Ling replied to a letter to the capital, and Gui Wuguiyi received it first. Although he saw the five big words "Baili Yun Qin Qi" on it, the two of them still felt a little terrified.

After all, only Baili Yun’s “faith” that didn’t have a single word, even the gods couldn’t speak back.

So the credit is still on them.

So the two brothers put together a word and said "disassemble"!

Baili Yun probably came here with the opportunity. The two thieves had just opened the seal and were pulled out by Baili Yun from behind before they even had time to glance at one of them.

"This is for me, why are you two joining in the fun?" As he said that, the head-head gave the two men one by one with lightning speed, one by one with a mechanical wooden arm, a thousand-pound hand hammer. He had no intention of controlling the strength at all, and directly beat the two men to the ground.

Then the head master read Shu Ling's reply letter filled with horror in the dull wailing of the two of them.

The two of them got up dizzyly, but Baili Yun just happened to burn the letter.

"We will make up for the letter!"

"I am very grateful for my heart."

"What are you holding in your hand?" Gui Yi stared at the black iron box with only palm-length length engraved with the Iron Lin Army's "Xuantai Qilin" symbol in his hand.

"Soldier Talisman." Baili Yun responded lightly and slowly turned into the Marshal's house.

At that time, the old housekeeper was standing at the gate of the yard. He wanted to come in and find out the situation, but the head master didn't pay attention to him. He was also intimidated by the word "Soldier Talisman". He looked dumb and his heart turned aside, but in the end they all formed a question - what kind of military Talisman is turned into for no reason?

As soon as the head-on master entered the house, the two brothers followed him in.

"I'll ask you both to find me some scrap iron for the past two days."

"Do you want to fake the military talisman?" Gui Yi asked directly.

Baili Yun did not answer directly, "The coffin I ordered in Dongshi in two days should be almost done. Remember to send people from the mansion to pick it up."

"…wait, Baili Yun, what do you want to do?"

Baili Yun put the box on the table, looked around for a while, and seemed to remember to answer Gui Wu's words: "The Marshal is coming soon... I'll hold a funeral for him."

The two brothers who said this without saying anything, but they trembled in their hearts and asked together: "What happened to the marshal?!"

Baili Yun ignored their movements again, and instead devoted himself to the mechanism of the small box.

This box is the military talisman in charge of the Tielin Army. It locks the entire Tielin Army's spiritual book. If you are not careful, you may release the wild tiger out to shock the capital if you open the wrong position.

"Is Mr. General still here?" A servant outside the house did not dare to step into the yard, so he could only shout at the top of his voice.

Baili Yun put down the box that was half opened in his hand and clapped his hands, "It's so auspicious..."

The headmaster pushed the door and took it out, walked to the gate of the yard. The clerk then leaned into his ear and muttered: "It's Mr. Cheng's man, waiting for you at the back door."

After hearing this, Baili Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "Go, don't make a sound."

——

It turned out that Lord Shangshu couldn't turn a blind eye to this, but he picked up a day when his father was in good spirits and touched the Ministry of Justice and ordered the coroner to check the pile of corpses.

Baili Yun was secretly invited by him.

Walking all the way into the deep prison of the Ministry of Justice, I finally saw Lord Shangshu alone beside the corpse on the couch. The walls around him were like wells, and the prison room was specially designed for the examination of the corpse.

Situ Cheng noticed the movement and turned his head and saw Baili Yun stepping out of the darkness in black clothes, and sniffing in the candlelight.

"What's going on with such a mysterious thing? Those who don't know think they are going to elope with me."

The two of them probably have the same mouths as each other.

So Situ Cheng not only did not care about him, but instead caught fire and responded to him: "One of us is unmarried and the other is unmarried. It is not necessary to elope. However, today's atmosphere is really not suitable for you and me. Let's talk about the important matter first, and choose a date to talk under the moon before and after."

"Sir, my son is so sad that my son is far away from the West." Baili Yun played, then walked to the bedside table, glanced at the pile of rotten bones, "That 'River Thieves'?"

"Although I'm very suspicious, the King of Northern Yan did say so." As he said that, Situ Cheng stuffed a stack of case files into Baili Yun's hands, "Let's take a look."

Baili Yun followed the case file with one hand, and asked with great care: "Is it appropriate for me, an outsider, to intervene in this case in the Ministry of Justice?"

"If this matter is indeed just a theft case, I don't even have the qualification to ask you."

Baili Yun asked casually, saying, "Isn't it true?"

While Baili Yun looked at the case file in his hand, Situ Cheng reviewed another unquestionable testimony from the King of Northern Yan.

Baili Yun was about halfway through his eyes, and suddenly he took a look at the rotten bones on the couch, "Don't this bone come from modern times?"

Situ Cheng nodded helplessly, flipped through the words of King Beiyan in his hand, and sighed: "I originally wanted to go to King Beiyan to confirm this matter, but if I think about it carefully, there is no need for him to make up something so shocking that it is to fool the Ministry of Justice."

Baili Yun looked at the entire bone, and finally his eyes slowly settled on a hole as big as a walnut on the top of the bone skull.

"If this matter is really made up, then this prince is too useless?"

Anyone with a little brain will not do such a thing that cannot even understand logic in the court where there is no shortage of brain--not to mention that the King of Northern Yan was too brainy.

"So what is the purpose of Lord Shangshu looking for it? Check the bones again?"
Chapter completed!