For a moment, the faces of the people in the room showed solemn expressions.

This is not a trivial matter, although the times are different now, and many evil cultivators who do misdeeds will take care of the government.

But what came out this time was an existence that had been in retreat for hundreds of years, and he didn't have the government at that time, so he was afraid that he would have no scruples about doing things.

"What are you going to do with this?"

The gray-haired old man asked.

Hearing this, Fan Jianjun shook his head bitterly and said; "I don't know, this kind of thing is beyond my ability, I have already reported it, and it depends on how the above decides."

His current cultivation has only just broken through the strength, and this is still with Chu Chaoyang's help.

If it had been placed in the past, he might have been very confident, but after seeing super strongmen like Su Dongli, Chu Chaoyang, and Su Dongguo.

He knew that the cultivation world was not as simple as he imagined, and there were still many things that he didn't understand.

The evil cultivators who popped up this time, I'm afraid that even the headquarters side will find it very tricky.

All he wanted now was that the thing that came out of it wouldn't mess around.

Others apparently know how difficult it is.

After another hour or so, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room, followed by a young man walking in from outside.

"Team leader, there are some things sent over from Shoulin Village, you can take a look."

Hearing this, everyone in the room stood up.

The young man walked over to the table and placed the things that had been sent from Shoulin Village on the table.

A rusty bronze plaque and a piece of letterhead.

"I got this sign on the edge of the blood pool, it looks like the thing was left behind, and on the letterhead paper is a strange text copied from a few large stones on the edge of the blood pool."

Fan Jianjun nodded, and first picked up the bronze medal and looked at it carefully.

The sign was only the size of an adult's palm, and although it was rusty, the general texture could still be seen clearly, and there were two strange words written on the front that he didn't recognize.

On the back, several connected peaks are carved.

"It looks like an identity token, but what the hell is this text?"

"Old Zhao, can you understand?"

He turned his head to look at the old man next to him and asked.

"I don't understand, it looks like a very old text."

Fan Jianjun nodded, put down the token, and picked up the letter paper, on which seven or eight strange symbols were drawn, and there were some strange words next to each symbol.

It looks very similar to the words on the token, they are all very old words, and no one present knows them.

"Our people found eight large stones on the edge of the blood pool, arranged in a very regular manner, estimated to be a formation, each stone has a blood-red symbol on it, and there are some words engraved on the side of the symbol."

"It's all here."

Fan Jianjun nodded, his gaze removed from the letterhead.

"Does that guy have a clue? Where did you go? ”

"No, there is not a trace left around the mausoleum."

Hearing this, Fan Jianjun frowned, pondered for a moment and said; "Continue to expand the scope of searching, remember to pay attention to safety, the things that came out this time are not good, if you find any strange people, don't alarm the other party first."

"Yes."

The young man left.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Dean Zhang walked over with Su Dongli who came out of the emergency room.

"Team leader, Dr. Su is out."

"Invite her in."

Su Dongli and Dean Zhang walked into the room.

"Dean Zhang, we have something to talk about, please go out first, thank you."

Hearing this, Dean Zhang smiled and nodded, turned around and walked out of the room.

"Doctor Su has worked hard, please take a seat here."

"Xiaolang, you go and get a cup of hot tea for Dr. Su."

Fan Jianjun was very polite, stood up directly, and gave up his seat to Su Dongli, with a kind of respect in his polite tone.

His attitude made the families of the patients in the room a little confused.

Su Dongli was not polite, and walked directly to the seat and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, she noticed the bronze sign and letterhead on the table, and she was a little surprised.

"Where did this thing come from?"

When she asked, Fan Jianjun's eyes immediately lit up, and he quickly explained the origin of these two things.

Reaching out to pick up the bronze plaque, she just glanced at it, and she counted it in her heart, and asked for a letter from Fan Jianjun, and her brows were furrowed at the moment.

It took a while to unfold.

"Doctor Su, do you know anything?"

Hearing this, Su Dongli hadn't opened his mouth yet, and the people on the side were strange again, not understanding what was going on with Fan Jianjun.

None of them know, you ask a doctor, can she know? And it's such a young girl, doctor?

Besides, when they came in just now, they didn't see you so polite? Isn't it too polite to sit down and make tea for this doctor?

"Did the man find it?"

She didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Not yet, there are no clues near the mausoleum."

Hearing this, Su Dongli nodded, which was expected by her.

"Don't look for it, just withdraw the people, you can't find it."

"What?"

Everyone in the room was shocked.

"If you say you don't look for it, you won't look for it, who do you think you are?"

At this moment, a discordant voice rang out.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a young man of twenty-two or thirteen years old, looking at Su Dongli with disdain.

"Your name is Zhang Mo, right?"

Fan Jianjun frowned and asked.

The young man named Zhang Mo just wanted to answer, Fan Jianjun continued; "To be a junior, you have to have the consciousness of being a junior, you have a lot of mouths and tongues, this is how your Zhang family taught you the rules?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Mo's face was blue and red for a while, he didn't dare to be presumptuous about Fan Jianjun, so even if he was angry and dissatisfied, he didn't dare to target him.

In this way, Su Dongli became his outlet.

As soon as he turned his head to look at Su Dongli, Su Dongxuan, who was sitting there, naturally understood what he meant.

Before he could speak, he said lightly; "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will abolish you."

"You..."

Zhang Mo was angry.

"You, go out, I will personally call your family to tell you about this."

Fan Jianjun spoke.

He is a person who knows Su Dongliang's temper, and he does what he says, he didn't let Zhang Mo continue.

He was also full of dissatisfaction with this Zhang Mo, not to mention the identity of Su Dongli's cultivator, just to say it directly, just now he had a big belly and was busy in the emergency room for an hour or two.

Save your Zhang Mo's brother Zhang Xuan, you treat others with such an attitude here, and you don't even have a basic politeness, I really don't know what to do.

"Zhang family boy, you better go out first."

The gray-haired old man of the Zhao family also spoke.

The two seniors spoke, Zhang Mo didn't dare to say more, it was worth getting up and walking out, and when he passed by Su Dong's fence, he didn't forget to cast a fierce look.