Chapter 206 Another Disaster
A moment later, a young man in a black uniform walked into the reception room.
He looked to be in his twenties, with a handsome face and a shrewd look in his eyes.
"Hello, Miss Huo. I am Zhou Lan, a member of the special operations team of Bureau 749."
The man said respectfully.
Huo Qinghuang nodded and said calmly, "What's the matter?"
Zhou Lan took out a document from his bosom and handed it to Huo Qinghuang: "This is the information about an ancient relic that our bureau recently discovered. Director Long asked me to give it to you, saying that you might be interested in it."
Huo Qinghuang took the document, opened it and found that it was an investigation report on an ancient relic.
The report mentioned that a large number of artifacts related to ancient runes and formations were found in the ruins, and there were even some records suspected to be related to Jianmu.
Huo Qinghuang's eyes flashed with interest, and she looked up at Zhou Lan: "Why do you think I'm interested, Director Long?"
Zhou Lan smiled and said, "Director Long said that you chose archaeology as your major, and this relic may be helpful to you."
Huo Qinghuang nodded and said calmly: "Thank Director Long for his kindness for me."
This Long Weihua really tried every possible way to get closer to her.
Unfortunately, she had never thought of entering the 749th inning, so his idea might be in vain.
Seeing that Huo Qinghuang didn't say much, Zhou Lan tactfully said goodbye and left.
After Zhou Lan left, Huo Qinghuang casually flipped through the documents.
The document mentioned that this ancient relic was located deep in the mountains somewhere in the northwest and was only recently discovered.
Bureau 749 has sent out an advance team to conduct preliminary exploration, but there seems to be some powerful prohibition hidden in the ruins, causing the exploration work to progress slowly.
"You can go and have a look if you have time."
Huo Qinghuang murmured in a low voice.
As for now, the Ghost Festival is approaching and she has no plans to leave the imperial capital.
She put aside the documents sent by Bureau 749 and looked back at the gypsum stone carving.
Gently touching the surface of the stone carving, I could feel the faint fluctuations coming from it, as if the sealed mountain monster was awakening.
"The Ghost Festival is approaching, and the yin energy is at its peak. This may be a good time to wake you up."
Huo Qinghuang murmured in a low voice.
She placed the gypsum stone carving on the table, formed seals with her hands, and condensed a faint spiritual power at her fingertips, which she slowly injected into the stone carving.
With the infusion of spiritual power, the light on the surface of the stone carving gradually became brighter, as if something was awakening in it.
However, just as she was about to further stimulate the spiritual consciousness in the stone carving, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.
"Miss, this is bad!"
Butler Wang's voice came from outside the door, with a hint of panic.
Huo Qinghuang frowned, retracted his spiritual power, and said lightly: "Come in."
Butler Wang pushed the door open and walked in, his face pale: "Miss, I just received news that the master, the master has an accident!"
Huo Qinghuang's expression froze, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "What's going on?"
Steward Wang took a breath and said quickly, "The master was suddenly attacked by a group of unidentified attackers. He is currently seriously injured and has been rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment!"
Huo Qinghuang frowned when he heard this.
Although she did not have much affection for Huo Yuheng, he was the head of the Huo family and her nominal father in this world after all.
If something happened to him, the Huo family would inevitably fall into chaos, which would not be a good thing for her.
"He has just recovered. Can't he just calm down? Where are the people from Bureau 749? Haven't they been protecting my father?"
Huo Qinghuang asked in a cold voice.
Steward Wang shook his head. "It is said that the attackers are very powerful and the people in Bureau 749 suffered heavy losses. Director Long personally led a team to provide support, but no news has been received yet."
Huo Qinghuang was silent for a moment, then stood up and said, "Prepare the car. I'm going to the hospital."
Half an hour later, Huo Qinghuang arrived at the Imperial Capital Central Hospital.
Huo Yuheng had been sent to the intensive care unit. Several members of Bureau 749 were standing at the door with serious expressions.
The guy with the short haircut was also among them.
"Ms. Huo, you are here."
When the bald man saw Huo Qinghuang, he immediately stepped forward and spoke respectfully.
Huo Qinghuang nodded and said calmly: "What's the situation?"
The flat-headed man looked a little unhappy: "Minister Huo is seriously injured. There is a strange energy in his body that is eroding his vitality. The doctors can only treat his surface injuries. As for that energy, we are helpless..."
Huo Qinghuang frowned when he heard this.
She didn't say anything else and pushed open the door of the intensive care unit.
In the ward, Huo Yuheng was lying on the bed, his face as pale as paper and his breathing weak.
His body was filled with various instruments, indicating that his vital signs were gradually weakening.
Huo Qinghuang walked to the bedside, looked down at Huo Yuheng's condition, then reached out and gently pressed her fingertips on his forehead.
A wisp of spiritual power quickly penetrated into his body and began to explore his injuries.
"really……"
Huo Qinghuang murmured in a low voice.
She discovered that there was a cold energy in Huo Yuheng's body that was eroding his internal organs. This energy was extremely strange, as if it had life, constantly devouring his vitality.
"Is this the breath of a ghost cultivator?"
Huo Qinghuang frowned, feeling somewhat confused.
In the cultivation world of the past life, there were many ghost cultivators, and most of them embarked on the path of cultivation after their death.
But because they are ghosts, they walk on thin ice every step they take. They practice in secret and dare not show up in the world of cultivation for fear that others will use them as an opportunity to exorcise demons and defend the way of Taoism.
Unexpectedly, there are also ghost cultivators in this Dharma-Ending World.
However, as a senior executive of Bureau 749, Huo Yuheng is surrounded by many experts to protect him, so how could he be attacked by a ghost cultivator?
"It seems that things are not simple."
Huo Qinghuang murmured in a low voice.
She withdrew her hand and turned to look at the crew-headed man: "What are the characteristics of the person who attacked Minister Huo?"
The crew-head hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Those people don't seem to be alive."
"Not a living person?"
Huo Qinghuang raised his eyebrows slightly.
The crew-haired man nodded and said, "Their bodies are stiff and their movements are slow, but they are extremely strong and are not afraid of bullets or ordinary attacks.
We suspect that they may be corpse puppets controlled by some kind of evil magic."
Huo Qinghuang understood immediately after hearing this.
Corpse puppetry is an extremely sinister form of puppetry in which the caster manipulates the corpse to do his or her own bidding.
This technique is extremely cruel and requires a large amount of Yin energy to support it.
If one wants to command these corpse puppets as easily as with one's own arms, perhaps only a ghost cultivator can do it.
"The Ghost Festival is approaching, and the yin energy is at its peak. No wonder they chose to take action at this time."
Huo Qinghuang murmured in a low voice.
She already had a suspect in her mind. After rescuing the old man, she would make another calculation to see if it was as she thought.
If it was really the Song family who did it, she wouldn't mind sending the entire Song family off to hell.
She turned and looked at Huo Yuheng, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.
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