The dungeon corridor was completely blocked, and a group of law enforcement teams controlled the jailers. One of the men in a big red coat covered his face with black cloth, stood next to the bodies of two corpse collectors, and lowered their heads to examine the bodies.

“Have you checked it all?”

He asked. The members of the law enforcement team next to him immediately saluted and said loudly: "All checks have been made, the heads of the two corpse collectors were cut open with brute force. A large amount of ghost energy was spread all around. We speculate that a ghost should have sneaked into the city."

The captain of the law enforcement team stood up and frowned. The group of prisoners next to him looked very frightened. Things that had never happened before happened today. The corpse collector was actually killed. Although the living corpse was not lost. But this was like provoking the Burial Palace and even the emperor. When did evil ghosts invade the Burial Palace? Such a thing could not escape the blame.

"A jailer saw the evil ghost at that time and was knocked out."

A member of the law enforcement team said next to him. The captain of the law enforcement team nodded and said, "Bring him here."

After a while, the monkey was brought over and looked at the members of the law enforcement team in front of him in panic. He was very up and down. Although he knew that this matter had little to do with him, the situation was too big. Moreover, the "pumpkin head" was not around now, so he was afraid that he would take responsibility.

"Are you there?"

The captain of the law enforcement team asked, aiming at the monkey with his eyes obliquely.

“Yes…yes…”

He nodded, still very scared.

"What happened at that time?"

The other party then asked.

"At that time, my brother and I were hiding in the cell. They informed me that the corpse collector had come, and we didn't dare to come out. We were chatting. Later, I suddenly saw a face emerging from the wall, and everyone was scared. I wanted to use my hands to subdue the guy, but I didn't expect that the other party suddenly took action and slapped me fainted. Then I didn't remember what happened later. When I woke up, they told me that the corpse collector had been destroyed. Sir. I really didn't know anything. I fainted at that time. It had nothing to do with me."

He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, and his head made a "bang..." sound.

The captain of the law enforcement team frowned, and there was no clue worth pursuing in the other party's words.

"Have you seen that face before?"

The law enforcement team member next to him asked sternly.

"I have never seen him in the past, this is the first time."

He shouted loudly, his voice filled with sorrow.

It seems that he can't ask anything. He frowned and turned around and said, "It seems that it's really worthless. Your city gate was on duty before and said that he saw someone in a hurry and was a partner of this guy. I guess he has a lot to do with this incident. Have you seen other cells? Has anyone escaped?"

Just as the law enforcement team members were about to speak, a group of white-robed men came over, and the atmosphere around them suddenly became tense. A white-robed man came over, looked at the corpse collector on the ground and said, "I wonder if the captain has found some clues?"

At this time, a member of the law enforcement team next to him came over and whispered: "I found ambition. A prisoner you escorted from Green Field has a similar soul body state. He has disappeared. I guess he did it. [Fast update, the website page is refreshing, there are few advertisements, no pop-ups. I like this kind of website the most, so I must review it."

The captain of the law enforcement team nodded and said, "There is not much evidence yet, but basically it is confirmed that the person who committed the crime should be the prisoners who were taken from Green Field before. They joined forces with one of our prisoners to kill the corpse collector and escape from prison. Now that they have left the city, I will send elite soldiers and generals to pursue them. According to convention, I will bring back part of their bodies as proof of death."

He turned around and wanted to leave, but at this moment he heard the man in white robe whisper, "You can deal with that prisoner, but people in that soul state should not move around, they need him to live."

The captain of the law enforcement team turned around and looked at the white-robed man in strange way. In the past, facing this situation, even if he didn't say it, the white-robed man would ask him to kill the other party directly. However, this time he actually asked him to catch the alive, which seemed a little strange.

"knew."

He smiled, pulled the bright red clothes on his body, and turned around and walked outward.

After he left, someone from the white-robed men asked softly: "Can this hawk catch Wan Lin?"

"Hmph, you said that his name is Hawk. Hawk's ability is not to slap fiercely like a tiger or a lion, but to stare at the other person tightly until the other person gets tired and weak, and then tear the target apart. No matter how capable Wan Lin is, if he is always stared at him, he will always be tired and exhausted, and that is the time for the Hawk to take action!"

The captain of the law enforcement team left the dungeon and walked all the way south. Several members of the law enforcement team who were also wearing red clothes came to him. One of them said: "Captain, everyone has been arranged."

But he shook his head and said, "It's not enough. Add twice the staff and draw me all the staff except the necessary personnel to guard the city gate!"

After hearing this order, everyone next to him showed a surprised expression, and one of them asked, "Is it really necessary to go through such a lot of trouble?"

He suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at the other party with a icy-cooled gaze that seemed to be high above, and then said, "This is not a big deal. What we are going to deal with is a master who easily kills two corpse collectors. The man in white robe dared not give an order to kill him easily, which means that this guy has a strong backer behind him. A guy who is both dangerous and has a big backer. We want to capture him alive. Do you think this little guy is enough? Give you half an hour, I'll wait for you at the city gate!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, all the members of the law enforcement team behind him scattered out. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and rolled up a tiny of tobacco. The tobacco was still a rare item in the green field. Ordinary people couldn't smoke it. He reached out and snapped his fingers. Flames burned at the fingertips. After lit the cigarette, a trace of blue smoke came out. He walked towards the city gate and had been to the burial palace for thirty-five years. After practicing, he had a Taoist practice, which greatly delayed his aging. But even so, he was an old guy who was nearly fifty years old. Don't think that this mu three was

The land is cleaner than the outside world. It is common to have intrigue here. It is not easy to cultivate a group of confidants. He does not want his own people to lose in this battle. He finally developed his power to compete with the white-robed man. In order to live a better life in the Burial House, he could not hurt his vitality this time. He pulled out a short stick from his waist, leaned his back against the wall, and closed his eyes, as if he could hear the sound from the wind. From a distance, those tiny sounds penetrated into his ears, as if the wind was venting him.

Half an hour later, he opened his eyes and looked back. Nearly forty people, all of whom were first-class players, and they were all wearing the same red uniform. This was a uniform that only his confidant in the law enforcement team had, representing his status in the burial palace.

"Everyone is here, boss."

Someone next to him said.

"Since you're here, let's go. The goal is to stop them directly north. You're going to intercept them before they reach the zombie land. Did you hear that?" Dou threw the fork and died.

He asked back.

But he saw several red shadows rushing out and disappearing into the wind and sand. He continued to smoke. At this moment, he raised his feet and walked forward step by step. This pursuit will be an unprecedented hunt, with the goal of one person and one soul. He stood in the wind and sand, his broad red jacket swaying in the wind and a gloomy smile appeared on his face.

"Sir, the hawks have already set out."

In front of the hut, a man in white robes knelt on the ground to report.

The Emperor of the Burial Palace sat in it, still drinking tea. At this time, his fingers were dipped in tea and gently tapped on the table, as if he was writing something. Soon the tea on the table began to change and slowly turned into some strange shapes.
Chapter completed!