Chapter 545

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"military B license plate? What's that from? " For military license plate number, Yang Zimei is ignorant.

Luo Yinghao explained to her:

the military card is composed of Chinese character head, letter, spacer and serial number. The format is "army a · 12345" at the front and "army a.12345" at the rear, which is commonly known as "red in front and black in the back".

"Army a" is the CMC and the general staff, while "army B" belongs to the license plate number of the "General Political Department".

Yang Zimei listened, his eyes lit up, "can you really get a license plate number like army B?"

"With the ability of major Jiang, it's no surprise. You might as well ask him to send you a car as a gift. What kind of military vehicle do you like? " Asked Luo Yinghao.

"This is Land Rover!" Yang Zimei really likes this kind of Land Rover, which is very aggressive and masculine, although it is very different from her temperament.

Luo Yinghao was sweating again.

However, although she looks like a weak girl, but, the essence can not be measured with a girl, open road tiger is also!

The car soon came to the house.

Yang Zimei got out of the car and saw the black and turbid Yin Sha Qi whirling over the house like a whirlpool, more chaotic than she had seen before she came.

She hurried past and saw the door of the house open, and there came a woman with a low, oppressive cry.

"Master --"

she called softly.

"Girl, come in."

Yuqing heard her voice and responded.

Yang Zimei stepped in and found that it was full of yellow soul calling banners for magic, which was extremely gloomy.

Why are you doing this again?

No wonder the ghost was furious.

Yang Zimei frowned, lifted the fluttering flags and saw the master.

In front of him lay five men.

One is her Uncle Xu Tian, who she met before; the other is her two sons, Xu Feilong and Xu Feihu, and the other is his grandson Xu Haotian.

The three men were not in a coma, but they were pale, lying with empty eyes, without a trace of vitality. Beside them, they were weeping around the old and young women.

Yang Zimei looked at them with the eye of heaven. Sure enough, he lost either a soul or a soul, and he lost it three days ago.

In ten hours, if the soul can't be found, it will be death.

"Niuniu, are you here?"

"You see if you can find a way to get their souls back. Master's magic power is not enough. You can't take these souls back from the dead."

"I've never met a case of taking soul from the dead."

Yang Zimei had no idea.

She turned to the center of the hall and found traces of earth breaking, so she asked the weeping aunt, "you don't want to dig away the bodies buried in the ground?"

The aunt cried, "yes, my wife wanted to move away. However, the house was left by my ancestors. There are too many memories in it, and the geomantic omen is also excellent. He and my sons are not willing to give up. After listening to the slander of a prime minister, I just want to remove the corpse and continue to regard this house as the ancestral house. Who knows, as soon as the soil is dug, the bones that appear in the ground are not rotten at all, just like those who have just died. My wife, my son and grandson, suddenly fall to the ground and can't get up... "

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