"You're from the National Shield Bureau?" the old patrolman narrowed his eyes and dialed the director's phone in confusion. Wang Dan reported her activity sequence code, through which her basic identity information could be found on the special classified website of the police agency.

This permission is only available to the director.

Unexpectedly, in the small county town of Jibei County, he could meet the commissioner of the National Shield Bureau. The director of the Chengbei Police Station was shocked, and a touch of worry couldn't help but appear on his face.

I heard that the matters under the jurisdiction of the National Shield Bureau are all beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding.

After hesitating for a while, the director called the old patrol officer and asked him to lead people out of the scene. The patrol was very efficient, the cordon was not removed, and after a few minutes, the patrol was no longer seen in the hotel lobby.

At this moment, the cold face that Wang Dan pretended to be in order to reflect his majesty was no longer tense, and tears flowed down. Don't die, she took a step. At this time, Chen Jiang, who had been unconscious, suddenly sat up like no one was fine.

Wang Dan was dumbfounded, under the joy and sorrow, she couldn't control the expression on her face.

"Don't take it personally, this seat is not your little baby. With his groggy head shaking and clutching the bead, he got up and walked straight to the door of the lobby.

Wang Dan hurriedly blocked his way.

"Aren't you Chen Jiang?" she asked in a suspicious tone.

"It's complicated, I'm sharing a body with your husband right now. "There is someone who needs to be seen urgently, and I don't have time to delay on Wang Dan. He pushed Wang Dan away, but Wang Dan didn't believe his rhetoric, so he grabbed his gluttonous arm and dragged him to prevent him from leaving.

Gluttony glared at her, and simply turned into a black gas and floated away.

Jinji Mountain, Qianyuan view.

The Qianyuan Temple has been abandoned for a long time, and legend has it that every full moon night, there are Taoist masters who used to practice in this Qing Dynasty walking under the old locust trees around the Taoist Temple. This legend has been around for a long time, and the more it crosses the evil, the more it spreads, and finally the fox spirit, the female ghost in red also emerges from everything. In this era of the rise of self-media, in order to attract people's attention, the concept of Qianyuan has changed from the previous nobody's interest to the sweetness of self-media people.

Batches of self-media people took the recording equipment to the Qianyuan to watch the shooting materials. Originally, this is an urban legend, and no one takes it seriously. But today, a special evil thing finally happened.

This matter has to start at noon today, and there are often white monkeys at the mountain gate. Usually, these white monkeys ask visitors for something to eat, but when everyone was about to go down the mountain at noon today, they found that tens of thousands of white monkeys sat cross-legged at the mountain gate, and they did not say a word.

This is enough for the evil sect, who knows, the more evil sect is still to come. The mountain gate was blocked, and everyone had nowhere to go, so they had to go back the way they came. Unexpectedly, the gate of Qianyuan Temple was closed, and a thin Taoist priest sat cross-legged in front of the door, chanting words in his mouth.

This Taoist priest, isn't it someone who invited him for a gimmick?

Some bold self-media people had the courage to come forward to ask, and as soon as they asked a word or two, their tongues fell out of his mouth. There was no blood, no pain, only bright red tongues lying on the meadow, all of which were illusory like a dream.

First the white monkey meditating cross-legged, and then the Taoist priest who suddenly appeared, seeing this scene, one by one the self-media people were silent.

The many strange things that happened in the Qianyuan view of Jinji Mountain were originally a good subject for shooting. However, now, no self-media person dares to pick up the camera in his hand and continue shooting.

Those red tongues were still lying on the meadow, and they were really afraid. Who knows if the thin old man will blind their eyes during the filming.

What's going on now? The mountainside is inhabited by herds of white monkeys, blocking the way up the mountain.

Not to mention the view of Qianyuan, the big boss is guarding here, and if you want to go in, you have to weigh whether your life is hard enough.

Anyway, you're stuck here today.

What should I do?

Fortunately, the thin old Taoist was just guarding the door of the Taoist temple, and his sense of presence was basically zero. It was still early in the morning, and everyone dispersed. Sit or stand, gather together in twos and threes. After a long time, everyone has a question in their hearts, what are you waiting for this inexplicable thin old man? Idle is also idle, this matter was used by everyone as a chatter, chatting and chatting, those white monkeys at the foot of the mountain suddenly roared in unison, and the rolling sound came continuously, everyone was dumbfounded, and their nerves suddenly tensed.

At the same time, at the foot of the mountain, a black-robed long-haired man walked up the stairs, holding a black umbrella in his hand.

In front of the mountain gate, groups of whitebeards lined up left and right, kneeling down in unison and burying their faces on the steps. The black-robed man seemed to be moving his legs slowly, but his body moved at an unbelievable speed.

The silent and solemn atmosphere spread on the long steps of the ancient road, and those self-media people who were trapped on the top of the mountain also noticed the change in the atmosphere, and their faces showed a look of consternation.

The black-robed man was just scorching and shaking, and he walked unhurriedly. The dust is detached, and it seems that it is not touching the fireworks of the world. The immortals in the sky, probably like this, right? Those self-media people secretly pondered.

"The eighty-ninth master of Qianyuan Temple, Wang Yin Daoren, greets the king!"

The gates on both sides of the Qianyuan Temple are slowly open, and the courtyard is still the same courtyard, but it gives people a completely different feeling. If you have to describe it, it is a little more ancient, and people seem to smell the perennial incense that hovers over the Taoist temple when this Taoist temple is at its peak.

"Remember what I told you before I left?"

"It's all ready, Lord. ”

The thin old man got up and made a gesture of please. The two of them took a step, one after the other, and walked into the Taoist temple. The door of the Taoist temple was slammed shut, isolating the peeping eyes of those self-media people. The wind rose suddenly, the dark clouds were like a cover, and a huge and friendless vortex shrouded the sky above the Taoist temple, and the sky was gloomy as if the world was apocalyptic.

The black-robed man stopped in the courtyard, as if groaning, and closed his eyes.

The wind blew and made his clothes hunt and hunt, Wang Yin Daoren stood behind him with a solemn face, and there was a kind of momentum in his expression that he looked at death as if he were at home.

A cloud of thunder split the clouds and descended almost vertically, and the black-robed man suddenly opened his eyes as bright as molten gold.

At this moment, the stars are changing, and the wind and clouds are changing. At the end of the abyss, three thousand black-robed generals sat cross-legged, and all the joints up and down their bodies were wedged with peach wood nails, just to keep the last spiritual light to dissipate. Two thousand years ago, on the eve of the exhaustion of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Tao Tao sealed 3,000 people at the end of the abyss with the supreme Dafa.

Now, the time has finally come to use them.

Chen Jiang woke up abruptly on an unfamiliar bed, he sat up suddenly, looked around blankly, and finally his eyes fell on the bedside table.

On the bedside table was a clear glass can with a bead in it.

What is this?

"Jindan. A slender boy with a handsome face walked out of the bathroom in a loose nightgown, and Chen Jiang's eyes were about to pop out.

"Gluttony! You······ Have you lifted the seal?"

"Borrowed flesh. Tao Tao threw away his bathrobe to Chen Jiang, "Go take a bath, you've been sleeping for half a month, you smell it, your body stinks." ”

"I actually slept for half a month?!" Chen Jiang was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted: "What about Wang Dan?

"The Tianyi Sect was wiped out, and Wang Dan returned to the mountain gate to clean up the mess. Gluttony sat cross-legged on the other bed, picked up the remote control, and watched the cartoon with great interest.

"Is she okay?" asked Chen Jiang again.

"How could it be okay? But that's it. I heard that in order to resist the attack of the demon, the Tianyi Sect used up the only remaining spiritual vein in Mount Emei. Do you know what that means?"

"Huh?"

"It is equivalent to the bankruptcy of the company, and if Tianyi Sect wants to make a comeback, it can only give up Mount Emei and find another treasure hunt. ”

"What does this have to do with me?" Chen Jiang clasped his feet when he had nothing to do, "But that's okay, without the Tianyi Sect, no one can disturb me and my wife now." ”

"What are you doing?" Tao Tao rolled his eyes, "Now is a good time to take over the Tianyi Sect, let me tell you, if you miss this village, you won't have this shop." ”

"What do you mean?" Chen Jiang was puzzled.