Bureau Seat, What Happened in 1999 Can't Be Hidden

　　Their stories have not been told, until today, together with the remains of the bones.Their stories are inspiring, and history will not forget them and will always be remembered in the hearts of the people.

　　At present, the remains of the ancestors are being sent to the Martyrs Cemetery for burial.

　　In addition, the northern theater will erect a monument for several ancestors, which will be erected in the center of the Drama Square in Wynn for future generations to remember!

　　The whole country mourns and sees off the ancestors! "

　　In the photos taken by the reporters at the scene, Chen Xun, the commander of the Northern Theater Command, walked at the forefront and personally exchanged the bones of the ancestors for burial in the cemetery.

　　Even the central government attached great importance to it and personally sent high-level officials to participate in the burial ceremony.

　　The whole picture is very solemn, and every soldier's face is full of seriousness.

　　This is respect for the ancestors and admiration for the heroes.

　　However, in a corner where no one was paying attention, there were a few people standing there silently, hiding in the crowd, watching the martyrs.

　　One of them, the Taoist uniform on his body is particularly special.

　　They are also heroes who are secretly moving forward!

　　……

　　This matter finally came to an end, but both Chen Xun and Wang Ye and others from the bureau were still full of emotion.

　　Wang Ye was the one who saw that scene with his own eyes, so he still remembers it clearly until now.

　　The flames were raging, the eaves were melted with colored ink, the roof beams collapsed, and on the three-foot red stage, he looked back and smiled.

　　As the lyric as written says:

　　"Duckweed in troubled times bears watching beacon fires burn mountains and rivers, but the humble does not dare to forget about the country, even if no one knows me..."

　　All actors are ruthless, but how can ruthless people be actors?

　　On the stage paper, the actor has tears of the old man, and a few mournful voices, like the old man's revival.

　　Inside and outside the play, double heaven.

　　Using the ink as the key, compose a song for the ages....

Chapter 197

　　Several days have passed since Pei Yanzhi's incident, but to Wang Ye and the others, it seems like it happened just yesterday.

　　Until now, they still can't help feeling quite emotional when they occasionally mention it.

　　But at the same time they know that as a member of the bureau, they will encounter a lot of such things.

　　It's time to look forward, too.

　　……

　　For the training of the intelligence department, the Bureau has achieved remarkable results. Zhao Yi sees this and is very satisfied. He plans to send them out for the first field training soon.

　　But at the same time, there is another thing that is particularly important to them, and that is Zhang Yuhao, the owner of the paper tying shop who has been locked in the bureau recently.

　　Since everyone was dealing with Pei Yanzhi's affairs at the time, Zhang Yuhao never came out after being locked in the interrogation room.

　　Almost every day, Zhang Yuhao would ask Li Xue, who delivered the meal, when he could go out, and Li Xue would always give him only one response: "Let's talk about it."

　　This time, Zhang Yuhao has fallen to the point where Tiantian should not be called and the ground is not working.

　　And since entering the interrogation room, he has never seen anyone else, except for Li Xue, who delivers meals every day, he even feels that he is locked in a place where no one cares.

　　Finally on this day, long-lost footsteps came from outside the door, and Zhang Yuhao could hear that the footsteps were not Li Xue's voice.

　　"Crack!"

　　The door lock turned, Zhang Yuhao had never been so excited before, he immediately stood up and looked out, and found that Wang Ye walked in.

　　Seeing an old acquaintance, Zhang Yuhao felt very cordial and quickly took Wang Ye's hand and asked:

　　"You are finally here. If you don't come, I will die here."

　　However, Wang Ye didn't seem to care about this:

　　"Is this place bad? There is a single bed for you, and there is a special person to deliver meals every day. Isn't it better than hiding in the basement?"

　　What Zhang Yuhao said really made Zhang Yuhao feel the pain.

　　Wang Ye looked at Zhang Yuhao and then at the door, and said:

　　"Our chief will come to ask questions later, and tell everything you know, otherwise we won't be able to help you."

　　Being detained alone for the past few days has broken Zhang Yuhao's inner defense line long ago. He nodded immediately. He had no doubt that if he didn't tell the truth, he would probably be locked in this room forever.

　　At this moment, the sound of footsteps came, and Zhao Yi slowly walked into the house and sat on the table opposite Zhang Yuhao.

　　Seeing Zhao Yi wearing a military uniform, Zhang Yuhao was really surprised:

　　"Lead...leader..."

　　Looking up at Zhang Yuhao, Zhao Yi asked slowly:

　　"How is it? Are you used to staying here these few days?"

　　Zhang Yuhao dared to say anything, and nodded again and again:

　　"I'm used to it, I'm used to it, it's just a leader, when will you let me go?"

　　Zhao Yi shrugged when he heard the words:

　　"We never stopped you from letting you go, you can leave now."

　　When Zhang Yuhao heard the words, he stood up a little excitedly, and what Zhao Yi said immediately made him dispel the idea of ​​leaving.

　　"But if we go out of this door, will the people from the underworld find it, we can't be responsible."

　　At this time, Zhang Yuhao realized that in the past few days, there was indeed no trace that he was being targeted by people from the underworld.

　　This made him have an idea, is it possible that this place can really stop the underworld from finding its own footsteps?

　　Seeing Zhang Yuhao sit down slowly again, Zhao Yi nodded with satisfaction:

　　"That's right, as long as you cooperate well, we will ensure your safety."

　　These words seemed to give Zhang Yuhao a reassurance. He nodded lightly, sat on the chair, looked at Zhao Yi, and was very cooperative.

　　Then Zhao Yi asked:

　　"Tell me, what are you doing?"

　　Zhang Yuhao quickly nodded and said:

　　"Leader, I opened a paper shop in the suburbs...々｀..."

　　"Stop!"

　　As soon as he said this, Zhao Yi interrupted him, looked up at Zhang Yuhao and said meaningfully:

　　"Tell me what we don't know, such as your business of selling little ghosts."

　　Hearing this, Zhang Yuhao couldn't help shivering. Although he knew that these things could not be concealed, he didn't expect Zhao Yi to get straight to the point.

　　Looking at Wang Ye on the side, Zhang Yuhao finally sighed and did not intend to hide:

　　"My ancestors practiced witchcraft and it has been passed down to this day.

　　All along, it has been nothing more than asking God to see things, or doing things like deciphering.

　　At that time, our family was quite famous in that area, and many people would come here just for a hexagram. "

　　"Okay, stop bragging, and talk about why your family is offering your spiritual card."

　　Zhao Yi obviously didn't care about what Zhang Yuhao said, and interrupted immediately.

　　At this time, there was a hint of embarrassment on Zhang Yuhao's face, and at the same time, there was a little bit of thought.

　　Seeing this scene, Wang Ye suddenly reminded coldly:

　　"You'd better tell the truth, otherwise, once the underworld is found, if you try to tell the truth, it will be meaningless."

　　Wang Ye accurately grasped Zhang Yuhao's heart, he knew that at this time, the word "underworld" was the biggest threat to Zhang Yuhao.

　　Sure enough, these words made Zhang Yuhao dispel the idea of ​​being slick. He looked at Zhao Yi in front of him with some complexity, took a breath, and said slowly:

　　"The witchcraft that my ancestors practiced was not a true Dharma, so each generation of practitioners had to pay a certain price.

　　And in my father's generation, the price was that his son couldn't live past six.

　　My father discovered this when I was born, so he racked his brains to find a way to solve it.

　　Then on my 6th birthday, my breathing stopped for 6 hours.

　　When I woke up again, my father was in a panic and wanted to send me out of the village, and put my spirit card on it at the same time.

　　He told me that he would never come back in the future, because I was dead..."

　　Zhao Yi couldn't help but raised his head and gave Zhang Yuhao a deep look at these words.

　　Zhang Yuhao sighed and continued:

　　"Later I learned that I was indeed dead that day, and the soul had left the body.

　　But father, forcibly held my soul and hid me, so that the ghosts who came to lock the soul could not find me at all.

　　The tablets offered are to tell those ghosts the fact that I am dead.

　　But in fact, that day, I was sent out of the village by my father overnight. "

　　Zhang Yuhao's remarks made Zhao Yi and Wang Ye look thoughtful. From this incident, it was enough to see that the witchcraft they practiced should be very powerful, otherwise how could they be able to get through the underworld?

　　At the same time, what surprised the two of them was that Zhang Yuhao should have already been on the wanted list of the underworld.

　　The yang life has expired, but the yin and soul have not been seen, but instead live freely in this world, how is this possible?

　　Thinking of this, Zhao Yi slowly raised his head and looked directly at Zhang Yuhao, his eyes were full of inquiries:

　　"Did you have something that you didn't explain to us clearly?"

　　Hearing this, Zhang Yuhao quickly waved his hand:

　　"What I say is true, every word is true."