Although the Political Commissar Yu, who was still suspicious of these ghosts and gods' destiny, was more inclined to atheism in his thoughts and was also a very firm party member, he was still a little curious about what was happening in front of him and his attention was also diverted. ~ He was very sensitive and soon discovered that no matter how messy the sound of coins colliding in the turtle shell was shaking the turtle shell, they could perfectly fit the inexplicable mantras recited by the old man, forming a strange resonance sound, which made him, as the listener, enter a state of peace that he had never had before.

At this moment, an unexpected scene suddenly appeared. He saw the turtle shell on the old man's hands suddenly burst out with a strong light. The intensity of this light was almost comparable to the searchlight used by the army to shine in the air at night. But strangely, his eyes looked straight at such a strong light without feeling anything abnormal. He neither cried nor blinded, as if the light itself did not exist.

Political Commissar Yu was completely stunned by the scene in front of him, and the originally firm atheist belief in his heart began to shake. Next to him, the middle-aged soldier also looked surprised. He had seen an old man performing the number of life-thrusting techniques, but he had never seen such a scene in which he could perform the art, so his attention was attracted to the light for a moment.

The two middle-aged soldiers subconsciously thought that this was the scene of the old man using his secret technique, but they did not notice that the originally calm and steady old man had a look of panic and panic on his face, as if he had seen something incredible.

Just as the three of them looked at the light with expressions, the light immediately burst out like ignited explosives. An invisible force knocked the three of them out and slapped them hard on the wall. The three of them were dizzy at the same time. Then the three unconscious bodies fell to the ground again, motionless as if they were dead.

"Hey, wake up! Wake up! What's going on today? Why are so many people fainting here? It's really a ghost." After a while, when the old man was confused, he suddenly heard a sound that was stretched and slowed down from his ears, but the sound gradually returned to normal as his consciousness became clear. Then he felt someone pushing his body, and the pain in his body was pulled down by external forces. It became even more painful, which stimulated his originally confused spirit to immediately recover, and he couldn't help but make a sensation of pain.

"Stop pushing! Old man, I'm injured and can't stand your pushing hard like this." The old man felt that the person who woke him did not stop pushing him, so he quickly said something to stop him, and opened his eyes and looked around.

I saw a man wearing the uniform of the administrator of the Babaoshan Cemetery standing aside and looking at him worriedly. The two middle-aged soldiers were lying under the wall not far away, and seemed to have lost consciousness and consciousness. At this time, he gradually recalled what had happened just now, looked at his hands, which were already bloody and fuzzy. After feeling the injuries on his body, his face became extremely gloomy and ugly.

"Comrade, please help me sit against the wall and help me wake up the two colleagues." The old man tried his best to keep his breath and mood stable so as not to affect his injuries, and he also seemed weak to speak to the cemetery manager.

The cemetery manager looked at the old man with some concern. Although the old man now had no other injuries except for the injuries on his hands, his pale face made him worried that the old man would die in the next moment. Therefore, he also seemed very cautious when he supported the old man to the corner of the wall, fearing that his actions would touch the injuries on the old man's body and cause the injuries to worsen.

"Are you okay?" The manager carefully helped the old man to sit under the corner of the wall, and did not immediately wake up the other two unconscious middle-aged soldiers as the old man told him, but instead asked at the old man worriedly and with a little scrutiny.

Of course, the old man knew what the person in front of him was thinking. Even if he saw a few people inexplicably unconscious in Babaoshan Cemetery, he would have some bad doubts. So he raised his injured hand, pointed to the pocket with a pen on his chest, and said, "I have my work permit here. Look, I want to ask you some questions later."

Hearing the old man say this, the cemetery manager reached out to take out the work permit. Seeing the words "The Political Security Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security" on it, his face became a little ugly, and he felt that he seemed to have been involved in something.

"Well! What happened just now?" After all, the middle-aged soldier was a soldier. After staying in a special department for so many years, he also learned a lot of real martial arts. His physical fitness was much better than that of ordinary people. Under the call of the cemetery manager, he quickly woke up and sat up suddenly. He looked around vigilantly. After looking at the old man who looked embarrassed against the wall, he recalled what happened before, his face suddenly changed, and he asked anxiously: "Old Song, how are you? Are you seriously injured?"

The old man shook his head and said, "It's okay! It's okay! It's just a little bit of skin and flesh, and it doesn't hurt the muscles and bones. After this force, it's okay."

"What happened just now? Why did I faint?" At this time, Zhengxian Yu, who was also awakened, rubbed his bruised forehead and had not yet fully awakened. While standing up with the wall, he said in confusion.

"Old man, I'm embarrassed! I didn't expect...ah!" The old man smiled bitterly, and didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh in depression.

The middle-aged soldier asked in surprise: "Old Song, what happened just now? How could that thing explode?"

"By the way, I remember it!" Political Commissar Yu, who was standing aside, seemed to remember what had just happened. He looked at the old man with a surprised face. He did not suspect that it was the old man's intentional act. After all, judging from the current injuries, the old man suffered much more injuries than others, especially those hands, although they were only skin injuries, if not treated properly, they would probably be ruined. So after hearing the middle-aged soldier asking about the situation, he leaned over and wanted to get the answer from the old man with a solemn look on his face.

"Someone forced my deduction technique, and I was backfired by the way of heaven." Although the old man's tone seemed a little dull, the expression in his eyes seemed very solemn. Then he sighed heavily and said, "I knew that the destruction of the Secret Factory Cave Heaven is not a simple matter. I didn't expect that the person who was connected to it was so powerful that he could block the cause and effect and let any deduction technique backfire. It's a pity for my two treasures to be wasted here in vain." As he said, he smiled abnormally again and said, "But I have not gained nothing, at least I know a little clue." While speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to the cemetery manager standing beside him, and said, "People related to the disappearance of the Secret Factory Cave Heaven have contacted him."

As the old man finished speaking, the eyes of several people fell on the manager who was still holding a broom in his hand.

The manager immediately became panicked, shook his hand repeatedly, and said, "I don't know anything? Old man, don't harm me!"

"Don't panic, don't worry! We are not asking you anything, we just want to ask you some questions." The Political Commissar Yu obviously had rich experience in political work and deliberately lowered his tone, which made people feel very soothing, and quickly calmed the manager's panic. Then he looked at the old man and signaled that he could ask.

The old man thought for a while and asked, "Did you see something strange here before you saw us this morning?"

"No..." The manager was about to deny it, but soon remembered something, paused, and said, "There is something strange. Just before you came, I went to the warehousing room to get a broom. There was nothing in the front plaza before, but when I turned around, I saw someone lying on the ground covered with a thick layer of dust, as if I had been lying here for ten days and half a month."

"What happened later?" the middle-aged soldier asked immediately.

"Later I woke him up, and he didn't say anything. He just stared here for a while and left." The manager replied honestly, and then couldn't help but be curious and worried, and asked in a low voice: "Did I make no mistakes? Have you let a spy go?"

"No! Don't worry, you didn't make any mistakes, and you didn't have any responsibility." The old man comforted the other party and continued to ask, "Do you still remember what that person looks like? Can you tell me?"

"Of course, of course!" The cemetery manager nodded repeatedly, but when he wanted to describe his specific appearance, he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, because he clearly remembered the person's appearance, but when he recalled it carefully, it became blurred. He was not even very clear about the age of the person. Sometimes he felt that it might be a teenager, and sometimes he felt that he should be an old man.

"Are you okay?" Seeing the cemetery manager's appearance, the three people around him also noticed something was wrong. The Political Commissar Yu pushed the other party's shoulder and asked in a deep voice.

"No, it's okay!" The cemetery manager woke up immediately, shook his head, and frowned, and said with great distress: "This is really strange! I clearly remember what that person looked like, but I just couldn't describe it. I didn't even know what he should say!"

"Since you can't say it, you need to say it. It should be okay to point it out to me, right?" The old man raised his hand to signal the cemetery manager to be calm, and then said to the middle-aged soldier beside him: "Official and battalion commander, take out the photo you received a few days ago and show it to this person to see if there is any person he has seen inside."

The middle-aged soldier was stunned when he heard this, not understanding why the old man did this, but he followed his instructions and took out the photo from the briefcase beside him and spread it in front of the cemetery manager.
Chapter completed!