Resurrection of Reiki: The State Invites to Be the Director of the Weird Bureau

"Huh..." Lin Zixuan lit another cigarette, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

Looking at the soldiers in front of him, he understood why Fushou Village was hit by mudslides and why nothing happened.

Because they are using their soul power to restore this area to its original state, but this is temporary.

But the result is that the soul power is exhausted, and the soul flies away!

Lin Zixuan threw the cigarette butt on the ground fiercely, and shouted angrily: "They are already dead! If you do this, your soul will fly away!"

Chapter 51

"They're dead long ago! If you do this, you'll lose your soul!"

The voice was extremely angry and loud, and the sound spread far, far away, echoing in the mountains.

And everyone was shocked by his roar, and they couldn't help looking at him.

The two hundred soldiers also turned their heads to look at him, and then a company commander came out and said solemnly: "Comrade, please don't disturb us."

Lin Zixuan's eyes were red and he said: "You know, you won't last long, they're already dead, no matter what you do, they won't be able to change that they're already dead, everything you've done is just an illusion!"

At this moment, the power in the air began to tremble, only one step away from collapse.

And what followed was that the bodies of those soldiers became more and more unreal.

The company commander smiled and said: "I know, but it is our responsibility to protect the people. We are satisfied with seeing the prosperity of the Kyushu Kingdom, which proves that our efforts were not in vain."

His body also became more and more illusory.

In Fushou Village, the collapse of power led to the gradual recovery of the original scene.

Muddy water appeared on the bodies of the villagers one by one, and the sound of panic filled the sky above Fushou Village.

Traces of the mudslide emerged little by little, approaching the old woman's side.

The old grandma smiled, looked at Jiangjun Mountain, and said to herself, "Xiao Nian, grandma is gone, don't be too sad, I'm going to find your parents."

After finishing speaking, muddy water appeared all over his body...

On General Hill.

Two hundred soldiers were about to die.

Lin Zixuan felt extremely sad when he saw that their souls were about to fly away. Whether it was in the previous life or the present, they were all exactly the same.

"If you want to lose your soul, ask me first!" Lin Zixuan took out a talisman, and quickly stroked it with a vermilion pen.

Every stroke emits a rich golden light, but his breath of life is also weakening.

"Using wood liver as the meridian,

With the heart of fire as the source,

Taking the spleen as the god,

Take the golden lung as the standard,

With the water kidney as the root,

Become the five internal organs and return to the soul! "

When the pen fell into the talisman, the entire talisman was filled with golden light.

Lin Zixuan held the talisman, his hands quickly formed the imprint of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and said the spell slowly.

His face became paler and paler, and his jet-black hair turned white.

In order to save the souls of these two hundred soldiers, he spared no effort to draw a talisman that could stabilize the souls that were about to fly away.

Name: Healing Soul Talisman.

Originally, the soul-curing talisman did not need to consume lifespan, but now there are two hundred soldiers, and his mana can't support it at all, so it can only be drawn by consuming lifespan.

As the spell was completed, Lin Zixuan's pale face burst into a smile, and he instantly shot out the soul-curing talisman, stopping on the heads of two hundred soldiers.

"Hurry up as a law!"

In an instant, a golden light swept out instantly.

Dark forests, dark mountains, golden light shining like the sun.

Everyone was shrouded in the golden light, and the camera was also covered by the golden light. Netizens could no longer see the scene.

"Fuck, what happened?"

"I don't know, this golden light is too dazzling, I'm going blind, Master, please pay me!"

"Stop making trouble, what should the master be doing, the master seems to say that the souls of these two hundred fighters are about to die."

"The soul is gone? What do you mean?"

"If I understand correctly, it is to die again."

"In that case, Master is saving two hundred soldiers?"

"It should be."

"It's not wrong, I didn't see how domineering the master yelled, I thought Hun Fei Po San asked if he did!"

"Master's batch!"

The news of the live broadcast was instantly spread on the Internet, shocking countless people in an instant.

Even the high-level executives received the news, and they attached great importance to it. They turned on the live broadcast screen one after another, waiting for the next screen to appear.

On Jiangjun Mountain, the golden light came and went quickly, and soon the mountain was shrouded in night again.

When the sight returned, everyone immediately saw that the two hundred soldiers were no longer illusory.

If you don't look carefully, they are just like normal humans, with flesh and blood.

Looking away, they saw Lin Zixuan's change, which made everyone's mouths open.

Half of his hair had turned white, his complexion was so pale that there was not a trace of rosiness, and a corpse that had been dead for seven days was not so white.

Lin Zixuan was extremely weak, his feet were trembling, and he was panting heavily, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

it worked...

The company commander looked at his body, then at his companion, then at him, and suddenly understood.

Respect appeared on the resolute face, and he stretched out his hand to the temple and shouted: "Everyone, salute!"

In an instant, two hundred soldiers saluted together with gratitude in their eyes.

Without him, all of them would be devastated, and they didn't know how to repay him for paying such a high price for their dead.

Lin Zixuan took a deep breath, and took out the famous painting from his back, which depicted a lifelike landscape.

The effect of this painting is that it can absorb evil spirits into it, and manipulate the power of the famous painting to refine it.

Of course, taking this painting out naturally does not refine them, but takes them into it and brings them back.

"Don't resist, I'll take you back, this place is not suitable for you." The voice was weak and weak.

"Yes!" Two hundred soldiers shouted in unison.

Lin Zixuan brought up the last trace of mana and urged the famous painting to move.

"Heaven above, earth below,

Collect people, collect ghosts, collect demons, collect demons,

Hurry like a law, accept! "

A vortex instantly appeared in the famous painting, and the white light diffused, illuminating a soldier.

In the next second, a soldier was sucked into the famous painting, and the cemetery was instantly emptied.

"Pfft!" Lin Zixuan spit out a mouthful of blood suddenly, exhausted his strength, forced to move the famous painting, and caused him some internal injuries.

"Director!" Seeing this situation, the captains of the brigade and the ninth captain turned pale with shock, and rushed forward to help them.

Lin Zixuan waved his hands to indicate that he was fine, and smiled helplessly, "I didn't expect to be injured again just after recuperating."

His smile was extremely difficult, extremely weak, and felt crumbling.

He shook his head, patted Nian Nian on the shoulder and said, "Be mentally prepared."

"Huh?" Zhou Nian was full of doubts.

"When you get back to the village, you will understand. Don't be too sad. Your grandma has gone to find your parents." Lin Zixuan couldn't stand still, and sat down against the big tree.

Hearing this, Zhou Nian felt uneasy, and somehow, he felt as if he had lost something in his heart.

He stopped talking and ran back to the village like crazy.

The scene after that made him cry in pain...

"Director, are you alright?" the captain asked worriedly.

"Heh." Lin Zixuan smiled and said: "What can I do, am I still alive in front of your eyes?"

"But your hair, chief..." The team leader couldn't believe that there was nothing wrong with him. White hair like this only appears when you are old. How could a young man have so many white hairs?

"I'm tired, I don't have the energy to go, call the helicopter over." Lin Zixuan ordered directly without explaining.

"Director..."

"Excuting an order!"

"Yes……"

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Chapter 52

"Master, what's wrong? Why are you injured again?"

"Master, it looks like the injury is worse than when he was in Fengmen Village."

"Look at the master's white hair, my God, what did the master do?"

"Master looks so weak, lifeless, pale and frightening."

"Don't let anything happen, I'm so worried about Master."

"Crow's mouth can't talk, can you?"

Seeing that the two hundred soldiers were safe and sound, everyone was very happy, but Lin Zixuan's situation immediately became worried.

In fact, his appearance is too scary, as if he is about to go to heaven in the next second.

If they knew this, everyone would rather he not do this, after all it is best that he is fine.

But Lin Zixuan didn't think so, he did this to these soldiers because of his family reasons.

His great-grandfather and grandfather were both soldiers back then. In the peaceful era, his father was an anti-narcotics policeman, and his mother was the chief of the information department in the police force.

Born in a military family, he has more patriotism than ordinary people. When he was a child, his grandfather told stories of the year every day.

Deeply affected, he also reported to the police academy when he grew up, and was assigned to the police force that specializes in investigating cases as soon as he graduated.

Because of an accident, he died on duty, and traveled to this world that was exactly the same as his previous life.

That's why he accepted the letter of appointment from the Director of the Weird Bureau without hesitation.

But the pressure involved was something he had never thought about. He was just a small police officer before, but now he was under such a heavy pressure that he couldn't bear it at all.

But if he can't bear it, no one can share it for him, so he can only continue to bear it.

"Phew..." Lin Zixuan, who regained a bit of strength, smoked a cigarette and said, "Turn off the live broadcast, it's over, the next step is to let the rescue department come and clean up Fushou Village."

"Good director." The tenth captain directly turned off the live broadcast, and the big captain contacted the rescue department.

After a while, the three of them smoked and looked at the starry sky.

Lin Zixuan looked at the gorgeous starry sky, and said calmly: "Sometimes, I really want to live an ordinary life like an ordinary person."

The captain and the ninth captain looked at him suspiciously upon hearing this.

"Director, what's wrong?"

"Yeah, there are only three of us here, what do you say, we won't spread it."

Lin Zixuan smiled and said: "At my age, I am a high-ranking lieutenant general. As the head of the Weird Bureau, he holds a lot of power and has an incomparable reputation. Don't you envy me?"

The big captain and the ninth captain looked at each other and shook their heads one after another.