"Internal information should be kept confidential."
When you open the first page, there is an eye-catching red seal.
The signature was signed by the Provincial Public Security Bureau, not the Jincheng Public Security Bureau.
The information describes in detail the organizational form of the Earth Immortal Society, its important members, means of making money, peripheral dependent groups, important events since its establishment in 1982, and all verifiable information on the five founders.
The most recent incident occurred earlier this year.
The conclusion given at the end of the information is that the Dixian Society has initially begun to have the characteristics of an illegal and loose Taoist alliance. It is recommended to pay attention to monitoring dynamics and pay close attention to its connections with underground associations and criminal gangs. Once serious violations are discovered, special attacks will be carried out immediately.
No wonder they say, don’t worry about the fun now, but you will have to make a list in the future.
In fact, this list has already been compiled.
But this information does not involve the big business of extending one's life by jeopardizing one's life as mentioned by Lang Zhengsheng.
This shows that the police investigation has not yet penetrated into the true core of the Earthly Immortal Society. They do not understand the true behavior and purpose of these charlatan sorcerers, and only regard them as an organization that develops through showing off their skills and deceiving people.
Zhang Baoshan gave me this information probably because he knew that Lang Zhengsheng was a member of the Earthly Immortal Society.
Of course, it is also possible that he wants to use my help to learn more about the Earthly Immortal Society.
But no matter what his purpose was, this information was of great help to me.
I have to accept this favor.
I placed the photos of the five old immortals in the file side by side on the table.
The three suspects identified by Sister Miao were among these five people.
Wei Ba is now my main suspect.
He studied under Chang Laoxian.
The most important way Chang Laoxian was able to establish a pillar in Jincheng and call himself a god was to extend the life of Old Master Yuan, the overlord of Jincheng.
The information Zhang Baoshan gave me mentioned that Wei Ba had many followers among the elderly wealthy people in Jincheng and surrounding areas. Many people would visit him regularly, and they would give him heavy gifts during holidays.
Many of them had suffered from serious illness and had even been determined to be incurable by the hospital. However, after visiting Wei Ba, they not only recovered miraculously, but also appeared healthier than before the illness.
There are three cases cited in the information, all of which were old and frail and approaching the end of their lifespan. After Wei Ba's treatment, they recovered and even showed signs of rejuvenation.
This is a typical manifestation of life-extending means through calamity!
After seeing these contents, an irresistible impulse surged in my heart. I really wanted to go to my door now and ask if he had robbed me of my life back then. Find the person who lent me my life to extend my life and get back what belongs to me. My lifespan!
With my methods, calculated with intention and without intention, it is easy to defeat Wei Ba!
Even if it is confirmed that it was not him back then, with the connections and influence Chang Xian Sect has been operating in Jincheng for many years, as well as the large business of the Earth Immortal Society, we can definitely ask who the recipients who asked for life extensions were here in Jincheng in 1985.
When the time comes, I will follow the clues and investigate, and I don’t believe I can’t find the recipient!
This impulse came so suddenly and violently, burning my chest like a fierce flame, making me restless and not wanting to waste a moment.
I stood up, put on my coat, and walked outside.
The wind and snow are coming, and the wind is very cold.
I turned up my collar, put my hands in my pockets, and came across something cold.
That's a lot of money for throwing money to ask for divination.
I have been using this technique to sharpen my mind and determination for nearly ten years.
The cold big money instantly calmed me down.
I stood in the courtyard for a while, and finally took out a large amount of money and threw it into the air.
Character.
Character.
Character.
Three times in a row, all words!
This result was like cold water extinguishing the fire in my chest.
I calmed down and tossed it three more times.
It’s still a word!
The word, Born to Kill!
This is inner demons.
This period of time was going too smoothly, with no disadvantages, and too many killings, which caused my confidence to be over-inflated. Coupled with the drinking just now, I had the illusion of omnipotence.
This is a taboo for warlocks.
Once you fall into this illusion and cannot extricate yourself, you are not far from madness.
Sister Miao said that inner demons are a catastrophe that every warlock must experience. If you learn heretic magic, you will definitely have inner demons, so you must always cultivate your mind and energy and be vigilant.
I looked up at the heavy snow in the sky, exhaled a long puff of white steam, held down the boiling fire in my chest, turned back to the house, took off my coat, spread out the pen, ink and paper, and began to write the Qing Jing Sutra.
At first, my mind was in turmoil, and I wrote in a hurry, with a sharp edge like a knife, and full of murderous intent. Halfway through, I finally calmed down, and my handwriting became smooth and straight. The more I wrote, the smoother it became, and the whole text was completed in one go.
After I finished writing, I looked back and found that I got better and better as I went on, especially the last paragraph, which was more straight and neat than when I first started writing.
I changed a piece of paper and started writing from the beginning again.
This time, only the last thirty words failed to stabilize.
After all, this state of mind has made a small breakthrough forward.
Going directly to Wei Ba for a showdown is the last option.
Even if I can win in a fight, it will be easy to scare the enemy away. And if we continue like this, too many kills will be made, and the impact will be too bad. I am afraid that the first people to deal with me will be Zhang Baoshan and Lao Cao.
In the peaceful years, overly drastic measures cannot be used. Only by moistening things silently and slowly trying to figure it out is the right way.
Need to be more stable.
I put the information away and stopped thinking about it. I packed up my pen, ink, and papers, and then went to the courtyard to do boxing and finish my evening classes.
After a set of punches, the alcohol was gone and he felt refreshed. He was about to go back to the house to wash up and rest when he saw He Fangbing walking out of the opposite courtyard and went straight to the entrance of the courtyard.
"I'll clear the dishes."
He Fangbing said this.
I said, "If you have anything to say, you can tell me directly without beating around the bush."
He Fangbing wrung his hands and looked back at his yard, "Can you go in and talk? I told my mother to clean up the dishes."
I let her into the house, and she said: "There is something I didn't dare to tell my mother because I was afraid she would worry."
I poured her a cup of tea, "Did you not send away the things that Die Xian invited?"
He Fangbing looked at me in surprise, "Did you see it?"
"I figured it out when I was in the hospital. That thing took possession of you when you lost your soul. Once your soul comes back, it won't take long for it to be repulsed. You may have had nightmares recently. It doesn't matter if you suffer from insomnia or unconsciously write some fragments of words that don't match the preface and the subtitle. If you are worried, I can give you a prescription. You can make tea and drink it when you go back. It can alleviate the symptoms. "
"I'm not worried about this." He Fangbing took out a folded note from his pocket, "When I woke up this morning, I found this on the bedside. The handwriting was mine, but I didn't remember writing it at all."
I didn't answer the note, "I just treat the disease and don't ask about cause and effect. This is the rule."
He Fangbing said: "I want to show you what is written on it."
