"Director Zhao, fourth brother."
Entering the conference room, Zhang Chuyi greeted Director Zhao and Xu Si. In addition to them, sitting next to Director Zhao was a director with white hair and a big beard.
Zhang Chuyi had some impression of this bespectacled director. He seemed to be the person in charge of various matters in the bunker and technological research and development. He rarely showed up.
"Here we are." Zhao Fangxu said with a calm expression: "Tell me what you found."
"There are three people in total, an old man and two middle-aged men. The old man's weapon is a cigarette pole. He is good at various tricks and is quite cunning.
The other two middle-aged men, one tall and one short, should be from the same sect. Their methods are quite strange. They are suspected of collecting the ghosts of the dead as a means of cultivation. "
Zhang Chuyi said, placing the black soul-falling weight on the table: "This is the magic weapon I seized from the dwarf. After it is operated, you can hear the wails of countless wronged souls, and it can exert huge gravity on the human body.
Fortunately, I have a pure yang body, so these yin and evil methods don't seem to have any effect on me. "
"Old Huang, you are well-informed, do you have any ideas?" Director Zhao looked to the side and asked in a deep voice.
"There are some guesses, but the amount of information is a little less." Huang Boren cautiously pushed up his glasses without making any judgments. Then he picked up the only clue at present - the falling soul stone and looked at it carefully.
After observing for less than half a minute, Huang Boren discovered the clues.
I saw him digging his nails at the bottom of the scale a few times, and successfully picked up something that looked like a thread.
Then he pinched the thread and peeled off the black cloth wrapped on the surface of the weight like peeling off a rice dumpling.
The cloth strip was completely black, but there was a line of red text written on the inside.
"This is... a talisman!" Zhang Chuyi's pupils shrank, and he immediately recognized that the writing technique of these words was definitely a Taoist talisman.
"I follow the order of the ancestor of Yinshan, and I am indeed a member of the Yinshan sect!" Huang Boren slowly read out these bloody incantations, and his brows suddenly furrowed.
"Yinshan Sect?" Xu Si asked in surprise.
He has traveled south and north, and has seen dozens of sects, large and small, in China, but he has never heard of the Yinshan sect.
Huang Boren's expression became quite solemn: "The Yinshan Sect is a folk tradition. It respects the ancestors of Yinshan as gods and behaves in a way that is three-quarters strange and seven-quarters evil. Although it is also a member of Xuanmen, it practices mysterious and mysterious magic. , rather than Taoist dharma.”
"This sect is not a good thing just by the name." Zhang Chuyi is also half a disciple of Longhu Mountain. Hearing that this evil sect also belongs to Taoism, he suddenly felt strong discomfort in his heart.
Of course Huang Boren understood what Zhang Chuyi meant, and said with a chuckle: "My master once said that Taoism is not good or bad, it all depends on whether the caster's intention is good.
It is not uncommon for people who practice righteousness to commit treacherous and evil deeds even though they are using tricks to follow the right path.
However, the techniques of the Yinshan School require the companionship of Yin spirits all day long. Yang people are often infected with Yin energy, and their body and personality will undergo adverse changes. It is common to suffer from five disadvantages and three deficiencies.
Therefore, although there are good people in the Yinshan Sect, most of them are evil. However, almost all the elders of the Yinshan Sect died a few decades ago, and the sect has also lost its inheritance since then. "
Xu Si asked doubtfully: "Since the inheritance has been cut off, why are there still disciples who are causing trouble?"
"Spirit Cult." Huang Boren suddenly said a term, "Xiao Si, you may not know it, but Old Zhao, you should still remember this organization, right?"
"Who do I think?" Zhao Fangxu sneered.
Zhang Chuyi had never heard of this organization at all, and quickly asked Director Zhao: "What is the Weiling Cult? Is it a branch of the Yinshan Sect?"
"You can say that." Huang Boren nodded slightly, "Twenty years ago, there were many murder cases with strange methods in the mainland. Like this case of the Five Prisons Murder and Immortality Case, they had a strong religious overtones.
Later, after investigation, it was found that these cases were committed by an organization called the Spirit Cult.
The company immediately wiped out the organization. Basically every member of the organization had their lives attached to their hands, and they were put to death not long after they were arrested.
As for this Weiling Sect, all the cultivation methods are no different from those of the Yinshan Sect. It can almost be said that only one name has been changed, and the core is exactly the same. "
"So, these people should be the remnants of the Ghost Sect?" Zhao Fangxu lowered his head slightly. Although his eyes were covered by the reflection of the lenses, the murderous intent in his tone filled the entire conference room.
This was the first time that Zhang Chuyi saw Director Zhao showing such strong murderous intent. It seemed that the Wei Ling Cult had committed many tragedies that were outraged by both humans and gods.
"Can you tell me more about the specific details of those two people?" Huang Boren looked at Zhang Chuyi, "For example, their appearance and characteristics."
"The thin man has a fair and long face, and the short man is very ugly. However, the appearance of those people is most likely fake and has no reference value." Zhang Chuyi recalled for a moment, and then said: "The thin man used a judge pen. The dwarf should be more powerful. Not only does he have magic weapons, but he can also control ghosts to attack people."
"Then this dwarf's cultivation level is not that high."
Huang Boren said with a very serious expression: "The Yinshan School's Dharma books fall into six categories, namely, Confused, Dispelled, Calling the Soul, Locking the Soul, Expelling the Soul, and Suspending the Soul.
For these six types of spells, only after you have completely mastered the previous type of spells can you practice the subsequent spells. If you dare to jump to learn, you will be plagued by disasters at best, or die suddenly at worst.
Being able to control Yin souls to attack Yang people has at least reached the level of exorcism. This is a rare master in the Yinshan sect.
Moreover, Yinshan sect’s cultivation must be supplemented by the method of soul-eating. The higher the realm, the more ghost souls can be swallowed. If you want to reach the realm of exorcising souls, you must have swallowed at least hundreds of ghost souls. "
Zhang Chuyi was curious: "What is a ghost? It means after death..."
"That's called the soul." Huang Boren shook his head slightly and replied: "According to the spiritual world, the human body is just a shell, and the consciousness living inside is the soul.
A soul that has not been cultivated will die soon after losing its body.
And if there are some capable practitioners, they can attach themselves to certain objects after death and become the patron saint of the sect and family. This is how the Maoshan sect's ancestor master came to be.
As for the ghost..."
At this point, Zhao Fangxu took over the conversation and said to the two juniors word for word: "Only when you encounter a huge stimulus during your lifetime, your soul will mutate into a ghost. If you become a ghost, you can survive even if you lose your body. It exists for a long time and even affects surrounding objects.
As for what kind of stimulation, the most common one is torture, which is cruel enough to turn normal people into psychopaths, so we generally call this kind of thing a wraith. "
"This is such a fucking beast." Xu Si blew out a cloud of white smoke from his mouth and crushed the cigarette on his fingertips into a ball of powder.
As long as a normal person with kindness and compassion is in his heart, it is impossible to remain indifferent after hearing these descriptions.
This kind of behavior can no longer be described as a beast. Adjectives such as butcher and devil may be more appropriate.
"The company rarely kills all alien sects. It has only made exceptions for two sects in the past few years." Zhao Fangxu pushed his eyes gently and said word by word: "One is the Yaoxian Society, and the other is this one. The ghosts taught you."
Zhang Chuyi clenched his fists: "So what are your instructions this time?"
"Everyone related to this case, no matter how many or what their identity, must be dug out. Anyone who dares to resist during this period will be shot to death!"
Even when facing a full-blooded monster, Zhao Fangxu never used the command to kill without mercy. Even when taking action, he repeatedly asked to be merciful if possible.
But this time, Zhao Fangxu issued the killing order without hesitation, and his tone was extremely iron-blooded, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Understood!" Zhang Chuyi nodded excitedly and answered very sonorously.
Although he is not as bloodthirsty as Xiao Zizai, it is impossible for any passionate man not to be angry about such inhuman things.
And his blood is much hotter than that of ordinary people.
Director Zhao gave an order, and Nadoutong headquarters immediately sent out manpower and began a large-scale investigation.
However, Nadoutong employees are not police officers after all, and the scope of the investigation is quite limited, so it may take a while to find clues.
At the same time, inside a certain warehouse.
The three people who had just been beaten away by Zhang Chuyi all stood in a row, their heads lowered respectfully, with expressions of fear and uncertainty.
In the shadows, there was a man sitting. After a long silence, he finally spoke: "Tell me, why did you fail?"
"Boss, it's all my fault." Old Man Wang knelt down directly, "It's all my fault that I'm obsessed with money and wanted to steal the Xia family's acting skills along the way. As a result, I wasted time and failed to bring the target back."
"Punishment." The person in the shadow just uttered one word softly, without knowing whether he was happy or angry.
Old Man Wang knew that begging for mercy was useless, so he simply raised his arm and used his energy to make a gash on it.
The tall and thin man took out a bottle from his arms and poured two drops of dark liquid into the wound.
As soon as the liquid came into contact with the wound, it made a crisp sound, as if boiling oil had been poured on the meat, and even a trace of white smoke was emitted.
Old Man Wang only endured it for two seconds before he folded his arms and started wailing. His voice was as shrill as an old dog that had been run over by a car on the roadside.
The severe pain lasted for several minutes before Old Man Wang gradually recovered from rolling on the ground and knelt down again.
"Where are you two?" The voice from the shadows sounded again, this time the target was the two brothers of the Yinshan Sect next to them, "Have you two made any stupid mistakes in this operation?"
The dwarf fell to his knees with a plop: "Boss... I... my magic weapon was left behind."
"So, your identity as a disciple of the Yinshan Sect should have been exposed?" The mysterious man sneered.
"Boss, you can't blame Li Wanlin for this action." Old Man Wang endured the severe pain and said weakly: "What we met this time... is Zhang Chuyi. His pure Yang body is too restrained by Li and Cui. Even I had to use all possible means to escape."
"Zhang Chuyi...the one with Qi Tiyuanliu." The mysterious man's tone was stagnant, and then he laughed again: "His name doesn't happen to have the word wood in it. If he is used as a sacrifice, will the effect of the Five Spirit Pills be better? ?”
Cui Shou squeezed out a wry smile: "A master of both life and life cultivation like Zhang Chuyi will definitely have good results if he uses it to refine elixirs.
But this guy is no ordinary person, and I'm afraid he will have to send most of his men to take him down. "
"Most of the manpower? No, too many people are dispatched, and they will be traced easily." The mysterious man immediately rejected Cui Shou's proposal.
At this time, Old Man Wang, who had been kneeling all the time, suddenly said: "Boss, I heard that many masters from Quanxing have returned to the capital recently, and their target is Zhang Chuyi."
"You mean to cooperate with Quan Xing?" The mysterious man hesitated, "Can these people really cooperate?"
Old Man Wang chuckled: "What they want is the origin of Qi Ti, and what we want is Zhang Chuyi's life. The goals are different, so I think there is a possibility of cooperation.
Moreover, I have some friendship with the six thieves in Quanxing, so it shouldn’t be difficult to persuade them to help. "
"Okay, then I'll leave this matter to you." The mysterious man said and winked at Cui Shou, who dispelled the black energy from Old Wang's wound with a poke of his finger.
"As long as this matter is done, I will count it as your great contribution." The mysterious man looked at Old Man Wang and said calmly: "Don't you want to play god? The Xia family is not the only one in the capital who can play god. As long as you are willing to pay for it, what can't you buy?
If it doesn't work, then use the old method. "
"Thank you, boss!" When Old Man Wang heard this, he suddenly felt that the wound was no longer so painful, and he shouted excitedly.
"Don't be too happy too soon." The mysterious man sneered, "I said before that it doesn't matter if the mission fails, but the reason for failure cannot be due to stupidity.
Because you have been with me for so many years, I will spare you this time. If there is another time..."
The mysterious man didn't finish what he said, but the murderous intent in it made the other three shudder.
"Don't worry, boss, there will never be a next time!" Old Man Wang gritted his teeth and swore.
"By the way." The boss looked at Cui Shou again and asked in a deep voice: "My brother's condition has worsened recently. Are the pills you gave him really useful?"
Cui Shou replied with a grimace: "Boss, those pills only play a role in delaying the onset of the disease. If you want to cure the root cause, you still have to use the Five Spirit Pills."
The mysterious man's tone became cold: "But even if we collect enough sacrifices, it will take half a year to refine the elixir. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive that time."
"Boss, don't you have a lot of that in your hands?" Cui Shou carefully looked at the mysterious man's expression, "Although that thing cannot cure the root cause, there is still no problem in using it to extend life.
You can definitely give some to your brother and let him hold on until the Five Spiritual Pills are released. "
"That's all we can do now." The mysterious man sighed softly, "So you have to speed up your actions. I hope that when I come back next time, you will have captured Zhang Chuyi's ghost."
After saying that, the mysterious man completely disappeared into the darkness.
The other three finally exhaled a sigh of relief.
(End of chapter)
