Tian Qigong's acceptance of "Psychic Penetration" and Xiaozhen's mother and son seem to be calm and calm, but as the so-called seeing people are not struggling to carry the burden, and carrying the burden and pressing the broken beam by themselves, it must have taken him a lot of physical strength, because I saw that his hands were obviously shaking very much. Therefore, although there are too many questions in my heart, I am not in a hurry to ask him, mainly because I dare not ask, after all, we have only met a few times with superiors and subordinates, and I still have to be careful to grasp this measure.

However, Tian Qigong took the uncharacteristically initiative to mention the conversation with me: "Comrade Yang Xiaokai (my name), I originally wanted Lao Li to take you for an internship for a period of time before arranging specific work for you, but the situation is pressing, so I simply take this opportunity to talk to you about the main work in the future." ”

As soon as I heard this, I almost didn't laugh, thinking that Uncle Li's idea of opening, playing, and snapping a small flat shot was not serious, he took me, and he didn't take me astray. Look at Uncle Li again, he is looking at me with a "loving" face, as if he is happy to see the back waves pushing the front waves, which makes me sad and angry, and I feel that Uncle Li is really condescending to do this, and it is definitely an acting school that has the strength to win a little gold at the Cannes Film Festival.

Of course, Tian Qigong didn't understand my complicated psychological activities at that time, but continued to take care of himself: "Originally, I didn't let Lao Li and you reveal the content of our work too early, because it involves state secrets, but considering that in order to let you play a role as soon as possible, it is better to let you know something, right, Lao Li." Tian Qigong glanced at Uncle Li, Uncle Li nodded busily, and smiled so much that the folds on his face could kill flies with a "stupid" sound.

"When it comes to our work, if it is told to ordinary people, then he will definitely think that we are crazy, mentally ill, and talking nonsense, but you are different, you have been haunted by ghosts since you were a child, so you know that in our space, there is indeed another form of life, that is, ghosts." Tian Qigong paused, and without warning, he raised his eyes to stare at me, and his pupils actually glowed with a metallic luster, making me quickly avoid his eyes.

"The so-called cause has effect, there is a spear and there is a shield, since there are ghosts, there will inevitably be people who hunt ghosts, this industry, there have been in ancient times, such as Buddha, Buddha, Taoism, for ghosts have their own independent factions to subdue demons and eliminate demons, such as Tantra, Maoshan, Zhengyi, Jingming, etc., and among the people, there are also Mr. Yin and Yang and other people who specialize in eliminating ghosts, these must have heard of it, right?"

I nodded quickly, to be honest, because I was not lightly harmed by ghosts, I also read some information about exorcism and demon extermination intermittently, and I am no stranger to what Tian Qigong said, but it is quite interesting to listen to, and I deserve to receive popular science education.

"However, none of this has anything to do with what I'm going to tell you today."

As soon as Tian Qigong's voice fell, I suddenly didn't come back to my senses, and then looked at his bitter and hateful face, I must have no intention of joking, and I almost blurted out a rough sentence, "It's okay, you said that it's so lively and dry?" Are you talkative? What about playing cymbals, right? ”

Tian Qigong seems to want this effect: "What I said doesn't matter, it means that our work is different from the traditional ghost hunting, it is only a small part of our work, and the main thing is to send those ambushed ghosts back to the underworld to prevent them from haunting the world again, and at the same time, we must also crack down on and punish those who harm the world through evil techniques such as raising ghosts and raising corpses, and this western-style building is the prison that detains those ghosts we ambush, understand?"

Tian Qigong glanced at me: "As for the 10 red gates, they are the channels for the ghosts under the jurisdiction of the Ten Halls of Hades to lead these ghosts, and on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar every month, Uncle Li will send the ghost roster to the judges of the Ten Halls in advance, and then the judges will sign that those ghosts can be sent to the underworld for reincarnation, and then the ghosts will be sent to their respective passages to lead these ghosts." In fact, this kind of work is the same as the work of ordinary detention centers, except that they send away people who need to serve prison sentences, and we send away ghosts who need to be reincarnated. ”

After listening to Tian Qigong's words, I understood why I felt so strongly uncomfortable every time I passed through those red doors, which turned out to be the entrance to the subway to hell! You think, my constitution is naturally weak, and the yin energy has always overwhelmed the yang energy (the ghosts in charge of me will not be so addicted to play with me), and the entrance to the hell is the realm of the yin energy, just with my small body that looks like a starving ghost, I can still have a good one!

"In the future, your main job is to use Lao Li's identity as Mr. Yin and Yang as a guise to arrest those ghosts who are trying to endanger the world and transfer them to Yin Si."

I don't know what's going on, after listening to Tian Qigong's lecture, I was a little enthusiastic: It's a mess, buddy, this job is too awesome, I can actually have a relationship with the ghost, hey, I'll go, it's too challenging, by the way, what is that lyrics, yes, life has such a history, and I will not regret it for a lifetime!

If you don't say that young people are impulsive, they can't stand the flickering of a few good words from others, so they think they are the savior Jehovah, and they think that they are pointing to the country and stirring up the text to beat me who they are, really, at that time I was such a second goods certified by the IS900 international system, and I thought that I had found the fulcrum to realize the value of life, so that many years later, when I recalled this unbearable past, I couldn't wait to smoke myself, why was I so thirteen o'clock?

"Hey, by the way, I want to ask," I sometimes belong to people who are crazy, psychologically called "hysterical personality disorder", I can't stand being entrusted with important tasks by others, once I feel valued, it's a little noisy, no, when I heard that the work of my buddy is so legendary, I immediately felt like I had beaten chicken blood, and I owed Tian Qigong (Northeast dialect: fast mouth and fast hands, happy to show off) asked Tian Qigong: "Then what is the origin of the 'psychic' and Xiaozhen's mother and son just now, and why do they want to rob the porcelain vase in vain?" ”

It seems that Tian Qigong is also a little unclear about this problem: "Well, let me tell you about the Golden Cicada Gu first, this kind of Gu is native to South Asia, and it is a variety of poisonous insects, such as poisonous snakes, centipedes, lizards, earthworms, toads, etc., together in an urn and sealed together, let them devour each other, and after a year, the only remaining poisonous insect has mutated into the appearance of maggots, and then take it out and put it in the incense burner, and worship it with tea and fragrant incense in the morning and evening." ”

"When releasing Gu, taking the feces or incense ash of the golden silkworm and putting it in the food can cause poisoning and death. Later, during the Republic of China, this kind of evil art was introduced into China, and I don't know which cult warlock upgraded this Gu, and soaked the Golden Cicada Gu with secret potion for 7749 days, during which the caster dripped the blood in the body into the pool at 12 o'clock every night to support the Golden Cicada Gu, which could not be interrupted, and when the blood was dripped for 49 days, the donor could drive the Golden Cicada Gu to do harmful things. ”

"And. Because the donor and the Golden Cicada Gu are connected by blood, they actually have the function of telepathy, and the donor can cast spells to control the Golden Cicada Gu thousands of miles away, and they will not lose one in a hundred. It should be said that the Golden Cicada Gu is not easy to obtain, and the donor will not use it easily, but as far as the use of the 'Psychic Penetration' kind of ruined son just now, the donor behind it is either extremely evil and can completely offer the 'Golden Cicada Gu' in batches, or it is just for something more important, so they do not hesitate to spend their blood. ”

"You must know that 'Psychic Penetration' and 'Golden Cicada Gu' are not ordinary things, and the two sharp weapons in the cult have popped up all of a sudden today, which shows how eager the mastermind behind them is to get that porcelain vase. What's more, in order to let the 'psychic' and 'golden cicada Gu' hide from the sentry at the door, the mastermind behind the scenes dug out his mind and designed to lead you to Liu Yihong's house to catch ghosts, and made Xiaozhen's mother and son pretend to be ambushed by you, and then through your hands, the "psychic" and golden cicada Gu hidden in the ghost doll were brought into the ghost prison, with the intention of nothing more than the porcelain bottle. Do you want to know what's in that vase? ”

Nonsense, who doesn't have a voyeuristic desire, let alone such an evil thing? So I nodded vigorously, trying to show sincerity.

"Hey, I'm ashamed to say it, that porcelain vase contains the soul of my junior brother." Speaking of this, Tian Qigong's eyes were a little blurry, and his voice began to become a little hoarse, it seems that this dusty history seems to be a very painful memory for him.

According to Tian Qigong, his younger brother's name is Leng Qifeng, a native of Qiqihar, Heilongjiang, who worshiped with him and studied under Guo Xuanzhen, the descendant of the Heavenly Master Dao Zhengyi Dharma Altar who lived in seclusion in Mudanjiang.

Leng Qifeng is talented and intelligent, and he has won the favor of his master Guo Xuanzhen, and he has taught him all his skills. I don't want this Leng Qifeng to be too smart, so that the sword goes sideways, and he actually secretly interacts with some remnants of the cult who have always been in the Tao, and learns the evil skills of raising corpses and controlling ghosts, and casting Gu to lower his head.

After that, this guy betrayed his master, created his own cult blood gospel, and used evil magic to support those powerful ghosts who have a strong hatred for the world, have not been reincarnated and are unwilling to return to the ghost path, and wander away from the two worlds of yang and underworld, and drive the evil ghosts to do evil and be a disaster.

After Guo Xuanzhen learned the truth, he came to find Leng Qifeng with Tian Qigong, and wanted to clean up the portal, but Leng Qifeng was already eroded by evil arts, where did he still care about the feelings of master and apprentice, and actually recited a spell to gather ghosts and evil spirits to besiege Guo Xuanzhen and Tian Qigong.

Before dying, Guo Xuanzhen was afraid that Tian Qigong would be poisoned by Leng Qifeng, so he asked Tian Qigong to go to Beijing to join his senior brother Lu Jingxiu. It is also Tian Qigong's destiny, Nalu Jingxiu is not an idle person, but the chief counsel of the Supernatural Incident Investigation Bureau codenamed 29 Bureau within the Ministry of Public Security.

Lu Jingxiu saw the spirit of Tian Qigong's Taoism, and was born with a pupil (the pupil is bronze-colored, which can distinguish ghosts), so he recruited him and became the backbone of the Supernatural Incident Investigation Bureau. Later, under Lu Jingxiu's personal encirclement and suppression, Leng Qifeng and the Blood Evangelical Sect were all exterminated, and Leng Qifeng, who couldn't accept the fiasco, died in anger with his hand in his throat.