Chapter 108: The State and the Cultivators

In Sanshui County, it rained heavily and poured down.

This small county town in the deep mountains in the south is shrouded in rain.

The streets are deserted, with few pedestrians and vehicles.

In the rain, a black car drove down the cold street, and the windshield wipers kept turning.

In the car, there were three people.

The two sat in front, and an old man in the back closed his eyes, as if he was raising a god.

The two people in front are members of the State Special Bureau, and the old man in the back has a not simple background.

The atmosphere in the car was very silent, and the two people from the State Special Bureau seemed to be afraid of disturbing the old man behind him.

The car drove and slowly came to Hydrangea Mountain in the eastern suburbs of Sanshui County.

At the foot of Hydrangea Mountain, there is a small bridge of people's houses.

The car stopped in front of a white-walled and blue-tiled courtyard.

From the outside, you can see the green bamboo coming out of the wall, shaking under the rain.

"Elder Yang, it's here. ”

An officer of the State Special Bureau called out softly and respectfully to the old man who closed his eyes and recuperated.

The old man opened his eyes, and when they opened, they were as sharp as an eagle, and they flashed away, and in a blink of an eye, they became ordinary.

"Is it this family?"

He spoke softly.

"The investigation data shows that it is this family, this person has been in politics for 20 years, and has eaten the national meal. ”

"Let's go. ”

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In the courtyard, the rain washed away, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard were bent.

In a study, Wang Qi's family is writing with a brush.

It's just that he wrote a few pairs of words, and he felt quite dissatisfied.

He put down his pen and stood in front of the window with his hands tied, watching the rain fall outside the window, and his mood fluctuated slightly.

After returning from the snow mountain the day before yesterday, Wang Qi's family always thought about the picture of that day.

Innate realm, that master must be the congenital realm, his inner qi is perfect, but he has no power to fight back in front of others.

His heart is hot, his heart is yearning, he wants to make friends, if he can get a sentence or two from the other party, he will definitely benefit immensely.

Just a pity!

Wang Qijia's eyes flashed slightly, and he sighed lowly, and he couldn't help but sigh that his cultivation was a little shallower, and his utilitarian heart was a little heavier.

At this moment, he heard a knock at the door of the courtyard.

His son Wang Chengfeng is not there, and he is alone at home.

Wang Qi's family went to open the door.

Seeing three people outside the courtyard gate, after being slightly surprised, he stared at the old man, and there was a flash of light in his eyes for an instant.

He sensed a hidden energy from the other party, a very domineering aura.

If it is as expected, the other party is the same as him, he has internal energy, and it is not simple.

Wang Qi's family has great internal qi and is very keen.

"What's the matter?"

The strange light in his eyes flashed, and he just spoke, not looking at the other two, but at the old man.

"We are clerks of the Qianzhou Branch of the State Special Bureau, and we have some things to discuss with Mr. Wang. ”

One of the two State Special Bureaus revealed his identity.

"Come into the house and talk. ”

A hint of surprise flashed on Wang Qijia's face, paused, and said indifferently.

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The hall house is antique.

Wang Qi's family invited the three of them to sit down.

The old man was invited to the throne by Wang Qi's family.

Needless to say, the old man is the one who is in charge of it.

"Old gentleman, your surname, which law to resolve?"

Wang Qijia's tone was slightly different, and he turned his head to ask the old man.

"My surname is Yang, Xingyimen. I wonder who your family is?"

"I see, Wang is a Confucian, but I don't know what the old gentleman is looking for me?"

However, his words were picked up by a clerk of the State Special Bureau next to him, and he told the reason.

It turned out that the newly established State Special Bureau came to the door because of the red embroidery pile the day before yesterday.

At the beginning, the masses on the video network did not pay attention to this matter, and thought that it was the crew filming, but for the State Special Bureau, it was different.

Since the revival of Reiki, many incredible changes have given this department the opportunity to be established. After the establishment of the department, the above did its best to excavate the cultivators, one is to deal with the strange panic that is gradually revealed in various places, just like the corpse of the general's tomb before, the state sent the Heavenly Master Taoist Wu Fa to deal with it;

And in order to better control this force, as soon as there is a trace of a cultivator, the State Special Bureau will mobilize people to come to the door.

For the state apparatus, this is not difficult.

This means, firstly, to grasp the information of the practitioners, so that the higher authorities can grasp the dynamics, and secondly, to carry a kind of warning, after all, for the huge state apparatus, such warnings do not need to be said directly.

Wang Qijia listened to the narration of the clerk of the State Special Bureau, and the different colors gradually appeared.

"And you found the young man on the video?"

That's what he's focused on.

"Found it. ”

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