Jin Shiyu, who was asleep, didn't know that the journey he was about to embark on soon was already turbulent.

Donglu Qin Family: In the Qin Family Hall, the decision-makers of the entire Qin family sat on both sides, Qin Wuyan, the head of the Qin family, who had just passed his sixty-sixth birthday, frowned slightly, his eyes revealed the majesty of the superior, and he stared at the door tightly, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Sir, sir, come to the pigeon letter. ”

In the 21st century, in this era of such advanced scientific and technological information, it is still unusual to use pigeon letters as a means of communication. As the little servant walked into the door quickly, Qin Wuyan's body obviously wanted to sit up from his seat, but after all, his status as the head of the family for decades told him that he must maintain the calmness and majesty of the head of the Qin family, one of the seven major families in the Abnormal Ability Realm, at all times.

"Fang Ran, bring the letter. ”

Qin Fangran, who was sitting at the far back, the youngest son of the second generation of the Qin family and the youngest son who was most despised by the Qin family, got up, took the letter from the little servant's hand, and walked towards his father reluctantly.

Qin Wuyan took the letter, his hand holding the letter, and at a certain moment when no one was paying attention, he trembled slightly.

"The Liu family! It's the Liu family again! They fought against my Qin family more than 2,000 years ago! Now they want to replace my Qin family!" After speaking, Qin Wuyan's mind moved, and a raging flame appeared in his hand holding the letter, instantly burning the letter in his hand to ashes.

"Grandpa, what did the letter say that made you so angry?" Among the three generations of the Qin family, Qin Zilang, who had the most outstanding talent, got up and stepped forward to support Qin Wuyan, who was coughing.

"Dad, what did the letter from the Sima family say?" It was Qin Wuyan's eldest son who spoke, the father of Parent-Child Lang, Qin Fanghao.

"The Liu family has actually united several families to join forces at this ability conference, in a vain attempt to replace our Qin family and become the number one family in the ability world!

Qin Fanghao listened to his father's words, clenched his fists and said, "Dad, this ability conference, let Zilang teach the juniors of their various families a hard lesson, let them know that no matter what generation they are in, my Qin family is not something they can shake!"

Qin Wuyan nodded with satisfaction.

Qin Fangran lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something......

Chongqing Killing Hall: Next to the cliff behind Wushan, a man, dressed in white, holding a feather fan, looked at the misty mountains.

"How's the business lately?" asked the man in white softly.

"Boss, the recent business is obviously much better than in previous years, these big families seem to have suddenly become nouveau riche one by one, every day to ask us for rewards, boss, do you say they have dug up any gold mines? Speaking of gold mines, let's also expand our business, where to find a feng shui master, see if our headquarters uses any mines, gold mines, silver mines, no matter how bad. Let's also get an iron mine, get more sources of income for the brothers, speaking of sources of income, shouldn't we pay salaries, business has been so good recently, boss, should you also consider raising wages a little, speaking of wage increases, let's..."

"If you talk again, I'll leave you speechless for a month. The man in white whispered.

The man in white is the leader of the largest killer organization in the Paranormal Realm, named Bai Wenya. Although the name sounds very suave, his strength is unfathomable, and even those big families have to sell him three points of face. The one who has been chattering endlessly is the No. 3 person in the Killing Hall, very few people in the world know his real name, and the world calls him "Tongue" because of his most outstanding characteristic: talkative.

"Boss, I couldn't speak for a month last time, you don't know, I feel so uncomfortable, can we change the punishment next time, you know me, not letting me speak is even more unacceptable than deducting my salary. ”

Bai Wenya stretched out her folding fan, looked at the landscape picture on the fan, and was quietly distracted. Tongue found a large rock next to it, sat down with his back against the stone, and closed his eyes. Leaning slightly, the snoring sounded, Bai Wenya came back to her senses, looked at her tongue who was asleep next to the stone, and smiled knowingly. A gust of mountain wind blew, and the coolness came slowly, Bai Wenya looked at the leaves falling with the mountain wind, and said softly, "Everything is about to begin......

Xizang Buddhism: Lasa Jokhang Temple, the incense of the micro road all over the whole hall, the Buddha statues in the hall stand one by one, in the hall, many monks sit in front of the Buddha statues, murmuring Buddha in their mouths, at the door of the hall, a monk wearing a red robe, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the five Buddha statues in the hall. On the stone steps outside the hall, two monks walked up the stone steps quickly, and in an instant they reached the monk in the red robe.

"The head of the house, a person in charge of the Special Management Department is outside the mountain gate, saying that he wants to see you. The two monks who looked very old spoke steadily, interrupted by the thoughts of the red-robed monk, and were silent for a long time.

"Take him to my reception room."

The younger of the two monks turned and walked briskly towards the mountain gate.

"Quit the void and follow me to the reception room. The monk in the red robe said.

"Head of the house, is there something big going on?"

"What should come will always come, wait and see. With that, he turned and walked to the reception room behind the main hall. Jiekong looked at the back of the head of the family leaving, and thought to himself: "Master's choice back then was really not wrong, senior brother, under your protection, the Buddhist family will eventually embark on the right path."

Jiekong quickly caught up with the red-robed monk and entered the reception room together. Soon, there was a knock at the door.

"The head of the house, the guest has arrived".

"Invite him in".

The door opened, and the first person approached was the monk who had gone to pick up the guests, Jiefan. Jiefan was followed by two people, a man and a woman, the man looked at the red-robed monk sitting on the couch, looked up and down, and said:

"Presumably Your Excellency is the head of the Buddhist family, Mr. Bujie, right?"

"It's the little monk. He bowed his head slightly, only answered the questions of the visitor, and did not make a sound.

"Huh, you monk, you are so uninteresting, we have come all the way, and you don't say that you invite us to a cup of tea. ”

Standing at the collapsed Jiekong, he heard the slightly disrespectful words of the woman behind the man, and said:

"Although my Buddhist family generally enters the WTO and half of them are born, they have always only listened to the reasons for uninvited guests and did not prepare tea."

After hearing this, the woman's face turned red, and she wanted to step forward to theorize, but she was pulled by the man with her and whispered something, the woman looked at the non-quit, and said coquettishly:

"A bunch of impolite stinky monks".

"Don't quit the head of the family, Zhang Sheng, the leader of the second group of the Special Management Department, who is walking with me is my sister, I apologize for my sister's inappropriate words just now. Zhang Sheng said.

Bujie raised his head and looked at Zhang Sheng, under the gaze of Bujie, Zhang Sheng always felt uncomfortable, as if he was being targeted by a hunter.

"We came to the Buddha's house this time because of the task arranged by the above, and let us inform you that we hope to see the Buddha's presence at the Miracle Conference in a year's time. ”

Without quitting and not answering, the room was quiet for more than ten seconds, Zhang Sheng felt that he could clearly hear his breathing, and quit empty:

"The purpose of the two of you coming this time, the Buddhists know it, and they don't send it. ”

This embarrassing atmosphere made Zhang Sheng and his sister Zhang Ling'er very uncomfortable, and when they heard the other party's send-off words, they didn't have much politeness, and after a slight gesture, they left the house. On the way down the mountain, Zhang Ling'er complained to her brother all the way about how unknown the etiquette of those monks were, how boring those monks were, Zhang Sheng didn't listen to a word, just responded a few times from time to time, thinking about every move of not quitting, and already regarded quitting as a character in his heart.

In the reception room, Jiekong and Jiefan stood on both sides of the non-precept, their eyes closed, and they said softly, "It's going to change......