My Little Country

Song Yu took a sip from the aunt of Jiuquan City Canteen and cooked pork ribs with white radish.

After smashing it, Song Yu nodded slightly and said:

"This soup is indeed not bad. I even drank the taste when I took the panacea on the mountain."

Song Yu said this sincerely, and did not talk nonsense. Isn't the panacea on the mountain the clear fragrance of a white radish?

In the beginning, everyone on the mountain thought that the raw material of the panacea was mainly white radish.

There is no shortage of people who live on white radish for three meals a day.

It was only soon that everyone realized that eating more white radishes would not only refresh and refresh the stomach, but also have no gastrointestinal tract. It would not be able to improve the practice of medicaments, and it would break the luxury of eating white radishes.

However, the habit of taking white radish as a staple food has fallen.

Song Yu, after returning to the red dust, faced with many delicacies. Although the visitors did not refuse, he couldn't stop asking for a stack of good white radish as a staple food during the banquet.

This is true of Song Yu, as are other disciples who have experienced Jianxianmen.

It has formed a star effect, making the trend of white radishes that have just been revived in the upper and middle circles again, and it has become more enthusiastic.

Because some people suspected that they ate white radish and then meditated to no avail.

It’s not that white radishes are useless, but... they don’t eat enough!

Of course, there is another set of rhetoric, that is, these people are not qualified enough!

However, for those who want to cultivate immortals, they are undoubtedly more willing to believe that their appetite is not enough than their qualifications.

This has made the white radish in the market tight, making many people in related industries make a small profit.

Song Yu finished the white radish soup and walked out of the cafeteria with two investigators and colleagues.

Then, start a day of routine patrols.

Saying it is patrol is more like making Song Yu's flying sword serve as an early warning radar.

Going around in a circle, as long as Song Yu's flying sword does not warn, it means that Jiuquan City is temporarily not close to those evil and dirty things.

In addition, under the blessing of the Flying Sword, Song Yu, who had already practiced to the limit of the mental strength of ordinary people, had a higher sense of perception than ordinary people.

With just a glance, the anomalies will come to mind, which is equivalent to the fantasy version of Detective Na Jiang.

When Song Yu came to the Jiuquan City the day before yesterday, it was with these eyes that he caught several fugitives hiding in the city and a spy who had been lurking for years.

"Ok?"

After Xiao Yu arrived in Jiuquan City, he immediately felt the breath of Song Yu.

Thinking that there was still some time before the rocket took off, he couldn't help smiling slightly and started to play tricks.

…………

Jiuquancheng, somewhere near the snack street.

Song Yu, sitting in the car with her eyes closed and practicing, suddenly felt the hot sword flying in her arms and couldn't help but quickly opened her eyes.

"parking!"

Song Yu shouted nervously.

"Ok?"

"Any situation?"

The investigator who drove was a handsome short-haired man. Don't look handsome, but he is not a person who eats by face.

Otherwise, it is not qualified to arrange for special characters like Song Yu.

"Come down and see."

Song Yu frowned slightly and clenched Fei Jiandao in his hand:

"I have a bad hunch."

"Poor hunch?" The short-haired man noticed the flying sword in Song Yu's hand and noticed that the flying sword that made him so envious was now shaking with a naked eye.

The excellent instinct of the short-haired man as an investigator suddenly happened, and he was so blessed that he realized that he could finally encounter a mysterious event!

It's terrible, quickly report the situation to the superior!

The short-haired man did not go to the intelligence first as in the movie, but immediately used a secret communicator to contact the head of the investigation team of the Jiuquancheng branch and reported the situation.

Although Jiuquan City looked peaceful at this time, the investigators did not see any incredible situation with their own eyes.

However, it was Song Yu, a disciple of swords, who had raised objections enough to pay attention to the above twelve points.

All the security bells of the security department of Jiuquan City were masterpieces, and all leavers were cancelled.

In a military camp more than 100 kilometers outside the city of Jiuquan.

All officers and men have entered the first-level combat state, and even self-propelled artillery has been activated, and they can go to the preset artillery positions at any time.

"How is it, Brother Song Yu, if the situation is wrong, you can wait a little, our support will be available immediately!"

The short-haired man got out of the car and followed Song Yu. He was in a state where he could exert his strength at any time. He just waited for an accident and covered Song Yu with his shield.

Song Yu walked into an alley and looked at the gray walls on both sides. After thinking about it, he clicked gently and pulled out the flying sword.

call out!

As soon as the flying sword came out of the scabbard, it flew out of it, emitting a circle of white light, illuminating the alley.

The short-haired man's eyes shrank sharply, and his body suppressed his mobility because of the power called fear.

Because the flying sword began to shine, this short-haired man and Song Yu were able to see.

On the walls of this small alley, countless ghosts of different shapes are dancing like a group of demons.

While they were dancing, a trace of coldness spread out, causing Song Yu and the short-haired man to shudder together.

With a tremor, the dancing ghosts stopped together, making the alley suddenly silent.

The short-haired youth and Song Yu stared, but they all dared not move.

But at this time, another investigator staying beside the car noticed that there was an abnormality. Looking at Song Yu's stiff body, he thought something had happened. He hurried over while reporting the situation without fear of death.

boom!

The sound of footsteps broke the calm of the alley in an instant, and the ghosts quickly became fast from a static state.

A series of ghosts even broke through the wall and caught Song Yu and others with a harsh shriek.

"Run!"

Song Yu felt bad, quickly shouted, and just turned around, he was rushed out of the alley by the younger man with short hair who was more agile.

The ghosts want to chase, but they are blocked by the tweet sent by the flying sword.

However, this flying sword stopped for a moment, and when Song Yu and others went out of the alley, they flew back to Song Yu again.

Only the ghosts made a burst of piercing noises, rushed to the sky, and caused anxiety among the surrounding residents.

"Huh, huh, just what the **** are those monsters!"

"But it looks like ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ they don't seem to be able to rush out yet."

"Yes, and thanks to the Shimen handed down the flying sword, otherwise we may just become the chance for these ghosts to escape."

Song Yu's expression was serious, holding a hot flying sword, and he said what he had just felt.

Song Yu felt right.

So the ghost is a monster created by Xiao Yu's shadow witchcraft puppet demon,

It is a ghost-like summon with a special ability to possess ordinary creatures and then control its behavior.

In the small kingdom, similar witchcraft is mostly used by certain big men to captive special ethnic groups, using this ability to force those ethnic groups to prosper.

In the real world, the effect of this summon from witchcraft is undoubtedly much stronger.

However, their weaknesses are also obvious.

Lightning and high temperature can easily destroy their witchcraft models and make them extinguish.