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Seeing Lin Jin's sincere gaze, although Zhang Jinyang had expected that there was a lot of money in the card, he did not expect that it would be six hundred to seven hundred million, and because he had a good relationship with Lin Jin, he did not talk about the fake ones, and kept the card. He did not ask about the amount of money in the card, and laughed: "Since you are interested, then I will keep it.

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Seeing that they were talking, Zhang Qinghui could not speak, and unintentionally looked up at the sky, only to see that at some point a multicolored cloud had appeared in the sky, spiraling in the sky one by one. It was like a dragon's scale, extremely dazzling and beautiful.

Affected by the disaster half a year ago, although this cloud looked nice, Zhang Qinghui didn't have any thoughts of admiring it. The first thing he thought of was whether this was an earthquake cloud or not.

Thinking of this, he immediately stopped Zhang Jinyang and, pointed to the sky, and said: "Grandfather, Brother Lin, look at the sky, what's going on with this Yun?"

Seeing the strange clouds in the sky, Zhang Jinyang could not help but be shocked, and said: "Could it be an earthquake cloud? Lin Jin, what do you think? "

However, when he saw the clouds, Lin Jin frowned and became silent. Although the clouds looked extremely beautiful, but in his heart, he felt a faint sense of pressure, as though something big was about to happen.

While he was deep in thought, he suddenly heard the harsh screeching of a police car coming from afar and gradually disappearing into the distance. After that, all that was left was the faint sound of police sirens and no one knew where they had gone to.

However, before they could react, the sound of another police car came from outside the house and gradually disappeared into the distance.

Not long after, another sound came out, one after another, a total of three or four police cars passed by Zhang Jinyang's house. He had no idea what was going on.

A bad feeling rose in everyone's heart.

"Grandfather, I'll go out and take a look!" Zhang Qinghui asked Zhang Jinyang.

"Hm!" "Be careful." Zhang Jinyang nodded, his expression becoming serious.

Outside, the streets were in chaos. Countless people came out of their homes with blankets and mattresses, as if they were about to face a great calamity.

Zhang Qinghui saw a middle-aged woman walking in front of him with a quilt in her arms, looking uneasy. What happened? "

The middle-aged woman looked worried. She raised her head to look at the abnormal clouds in the sky and said, "Child, look at those clouds in the sky. They must be having an earthquake again. That's why they came out to hide."

Zhang Qinghui asked again: "Then does auntie know why so many police cars went there just now?"

"I don't know!" The middle-aged woman shook her head and no longer answered his question. He hurried back to the spacious room.

Zhang Qinghui asked a few more people in a row, all because of the cloud. He then asked why so many police cars had passed by, but none of them knew.

Zhang Qinghui had no choice but to return back to the hut. If you want to ask Grandfather and Lin Jin to hide outside.

Hearing his words, Lin Jin said, "No need, let's wait first and see what happens!"

Seeing Lin Jin did not want to go out. Zhang Qinghui was suddenly a little anxious, and said: "Grandfather, Brother Lin, we should still go out and hide. If an earthquake happens, this house will collapse, and we won't be held down."

However, Lin Jin had a strong premonition that he absolutely could not leave this house right now.

Although he did not know the reason, he still chose to believe in his own feelings, and said to Zhang Jinyang: "How about, Elder Zhang, you guys leave first, I'll stay here."

Zhang Jinyang looked at his serious face. Although he did not know why he was unwilling to leave this place, he had seen his abilities a long time ago. And he said, "The clouds in the sky are strange.

It's not necessarily an earthquake. Let's sit down and have a cup of tea. "Don't panic."

When Zhang Qinghui saw his grandfather's expression, although he did not know why his grandfather trusted Lin Jin so much, but he knew that his grandfather was someone who would keep his promises. Under his helplessness, he did not say anything more, and only accompanied the two of them as they continued to stay in the courtyard.

But Lin Jin still remained silent, as he carefully calculated in his heart.

No matter who it was, they were not allowed to go in or out of here, especially near the haunted house that Lin Jin had explored. All of the people, whether they were living there or were passing by, were brought out by the police.

Within the range of three to four miles, other than the police, half of the people were in military uniforms. Other than that, there were also some people with serious expressions holding walkie-talkies and urgently giving out orders.

These people, be it the police or the military, were all armed from head to toe with cold expressions.

Other than cleaning up the people who lived here, they didn't say anything unnecessary. No matter how those people who were cleaned up asked, they only said that there was martial law here. As for the exact reason why the martial law was imposed, it was impossible to say.

That was because even they themselves did not know why this place had suddenly been under martial law.

However, judging from the serious and cautious look on his face, they could guess that something big was going to happen here.

After everyone had left, a red flag carriage slowly drove over. However, when it reached the Entrance on this street, it was stopped.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man with a stern expression walked out, and angrily asked the policeman that stopped him: "What happened? What happened? Why is there a martial law here? Why didn't you inform me first? " He asked a few questions in a row. As he spoke, a strong sense of authority emanated from his body, making everyone submit to him.

Seeing the appearance of the person he stopped, the policeman immediately broke out in a cold sweat. It turned out that the person was Mayor's Wang Qiuzheng.

Just when he didn't know what to say, a middle-aged man about fifty years old walked out from the street. He was very handsome, wore a military uniform, had a square face, and looked very serious.

When he saw Wang Qiuzheng, he heard that person say, "Qiu Zheng, now is not the time to speak of these things. Come in first, I'll bring you to meet someone."

Seeing the person who came out, Wang Qiuzheng could not help but be surprised, and said: "Commander Li, why are you here? What exactly happened here? "

The person who walked out from the street, Wang Qiuzheng recognized him immediately. He was the commander of the Shengdu's military region, Li Weimin. Seeing that he had come out, Wang Qiuzheng became even more confused, what exactly was going on?

However, Li Weimin did not speak any further, and brought him towards the street.

Along the way, Wang Qiuzheng saw so many armed people, causing the doubt in his heart to deepen, but seeing how serious Li Weimin was, he could only restrain the doubt in his heart and continued to walk inside.

However, as he made wild guesses in his mind, he became increasingly unable to make heads or tails of it.

The police and soldiers became fewer and fewer as the two walked further in. When they arrived at the place where the ghost disaster had struck, they saw that there were no longer police officers in this area. There were only a few soldiers who were looking around cautiously.

When he walked over, Wang Qiuzheng was surprised to find that in front of the abandoned building, there was actually a middle-aged Spirit Dao cultivator wearing a Taoist Eight Trigrams Robe. He had a black beard on his chin, and was instructing a few soldiers to move some seemingly divine symbols and swords into the building.

Seeing this Spirit Dao, Wang Qiuzheng became even more confused, and asked Li Weimin: "Commander Li, this is?"

Li Weimin's expression was the same as before, and he explained: "He is the person I want to bring you to see, Taoist Sun. However, he has another identity. You might have heard of it before, and that is — National Taoist. "

Hearing the name National Taoist, Wang Qiuzheng did not think about it at the beginning. However, when he thought about what the National Taoist was, he was immediately stunned on the spot.

So it turned out that this National Taoist had always been a rumor. In the past, he had only heard his senior talk about it teasingly, but it seems a long time ago, this mysterious power existed in the Chinese continent.

According to legends, each and every one of them was powerful and possessed incredible abilities. However, under normal circumstances, they would usually not move out. Only when they encountered matters that ordinary people could not understand and solved would they move out.

Wang Qiuzheng had heard some legends about them, and many of the incredible things were handled by them.

However, their existence had always been a top secret of China. Only the country leaders knew about it, and Wang Qiuzheng had only faintly heard a few things about them. However, even if he had heard them, he didn't dare speak of them to others, because the relationship between them was simply too big.

For example, they were the ones who took care of the matter of the Demonic Cultivator's Chaohua.