Ding Yuanyang pursed his lips: "What is the use of just talking about these basic concepts, but there is no practical use. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Seeing his disdain, Dajiao shook his head: "Monk is not as simple as you think, knowing more things will help you in the future." ”

Then, whether Ding Yuanyang wanted to listen to it or not, he said according to the script: "There are many types of monks, the most basic ones are five kinds of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, but at the high level, the divine power will undergo qualitative changes, but what kind of changes will occur, I don't know the specifics." ”

"I thought it was set in stone. Ding Yuanyang finally raised some interest, he always thought that a monk who could play with fire could only play with fire for the rest of his life, and from Dajiao's words, it seemed that this was not the case.

"Well, for example, the spiritual monk we met yesterday has several categories. The more Dajiao spoke, the more slippery the words became, it felt good to teach the juniors, and he continued without waiting for Ding Yuanyang to ask: "I'll tell you, in fact, many times, we don't call them spiritual monks. ”

"What's that called?" Ding Yuanyang rolled his eyes, and the man began to explain the noun again, and the more he explained, the more complicated it became.

"There are three categories, which are called shamans, soul masters, and celestial masters. Bighorn said triumphantly, many people can't tell the difference between the three, but he has studied it quite a bit.

Ding Yuanyang didn't want to listen to his ramblings, so he was going to ask something substantial: "Oh? What are their supernatural powers? Could it be that they formed that dark green humanoid puppet?"

Dajiao waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, that's just the magic power of the soul master, the shaman controls the corpse, the soul master serves the soul, and the heavenly master is subordinate to the mandate of heaven, in general, their magical powers are related to the soul." ”

"Really have a soul!?" Ding Yuanyang was surprised, and stepped on the accelerator uncontrollably, and the speed of the vehicle increased sharply.

Dajiao patted his thigh in annoyance, how did he talk about this issue, the butterfly almost forgot about the safety level stipulated before, so he said to Ding Yuanyang: "You don't have permission to know this yet, but what I can tell you is that we monks, cultivation is basically related to this thing, don't say that I mentioned this to you in the future." Although he didn't tell Ding Yuanyang directly, he gave him an answer indirectly.

Ding Yuanyang nodded, so he didn't ask any more questions, and then the two of them avoided such questions, chatted about some inconsequential topics, and arrived at their destination after a while.

I saw a long queue of vehicles at the intersection of one left and one right, and dozens of special police officers stood at the intersection with real guns and bullets, checking the vehicles leaving the city one by one.

After Xia Yang waited for Ding Yuanyang to park the car and get down, he directly threw a mask to him, and the rest of the people also had a share, and then said routinely: "The two of you will guard the southbound intersection, Butterfly and I will be responsible for the road, and other matters will be handled by the police. ”

In fact, these words were all for Ding Yuanyang, I am afraid that something will go wrong if he is a newcomer, Butterfly and Big Horn are both veterans, this kind of thing is not less, there is no need to worry too much.

Ding Yuanyang took the mask and looked at it repeatedly, but he didn't see anything special, so he asked, "What's the use of this thing? "In ancient times, masks and tattoos were usually used to deter enemies, and who still eats them now.

"Take it with you when you do it, in case you are photographed by ordinary people, you will not be able to find out as a person. After Xia Yang finished speaking, he saw that the butterfly had already walked towards the intersection, and turned around and followed without explaining anything.

Ding Yuanyang shrugged his shoulders, followed Dajiao to another intersection, and said in a broken voice: "We are so ostentatious, we all use supernatural powers on the street without scruples, and we are afraid that others will not find out? ”

"Do you see any clear evidence about the monk?" asked Bighorn rhetorically.

"Yes, the secrecy is too good, but why hide the public's news about the monks? I think it's okay to make it public. Ding Yuanyang said.

Big Horn didn't agree with his thoughts, and said: "That's just your subjective idea, really admit the existence of divine power, maybe some people will be afraid, maybe some people will do everything possible to get it, it will inevitably cause greater instability, the current situation is chaotic enough, maintaining order is what we should do the most." ”

After listening to his words, Ding Yuanyang nodded in agreement, and said: "But what I can't figure out is that these free monks we are hunting down can still record evidence by themselves, and after it is announced, it is enough to cause a lot of shock to the society, but why didn't I see any movement." ”

"They're not stupid, besides, it's just that we have an antagonistic relationship with them, and they don't have any conflict with ordinary people, there is no need to create social unrest, and once it is announced, if it has a negative effect, it will become a rat crossing the street, and it will not end well in confrontation with the whole world. Bighorn sighed and became a monk, how can there be such a thing as freedom.

The two walked to the edge of the intersection, and one of the policemen stepped forward with a gun, verified the documents, and said: "We are the 29th detachment of the special operations group, and we invite the two of you to rest in the sentry post, and leave it to us here." ”

Dajiao nodded at him, and after the other party left, he snorted softly: "This special operations team is afraid that we will rob us of the credit, uncle, I just have to stand here and see what you do." ”

"What does this Einsatzgruppen do? Do they know who we are? It sounds like a bull. Ding Yuanyang asked two questions in a row, and the attitudes of the two parties made him puzzled.

"Well, not only do you know, but we are specifically responsible for such issues, and in terms of rights, we monks are faintly short. For example, General Li you know is one of their leaders. Dajiao frowned, and took Ding Yuanyang to hide in the shade of a tree.

"We have supernatural powers, and we are much better than this group of ordinary people no matter what, how can we become a foil. Ding Yuanyang was surprised, according to what he thought, the strong should have the posture of the strong, how could he obey the orders of the weak.

Dajiao had already pondered these questions thoroughly, and smiled lightly at Ding Yuanyang: "Do you want to say that the weak eat the strong?"

"Yes, that's what it means, otherwise things would be incredible. Ding Yuanyang nodded, picked up the mask and fanned the wind, people sitting in the shade of the trees, they could also feel the enthusiasm of early summer.

"If the world really allowed the law of the jungle to eat the strong, there would be no situation today, what is the purpose of our tightening control over monks, don't you understand?" Dajiao said as he took out a pack of cigarettes, popped one out and handed it to Ding Yuanyang.

Ding Yuanyang suddenly realized "oh", took the cigarette and lit it, frowned and said, "But I still can't figure out how ordinary people manage monks." ”

Bighorn pointed at his back, "No, this thing." Although all the controllers above the C-rank monks cannot be brought out of the base, they are all in charge of guarding. Also, see the guns they use, they are not ordinary firearms, each bullet can explode, and the power should not be underestimated. ”

The two were chatting on the side, and the policemen at the intersection were holding a small machine, so that the people in the car leaving the city were touched one by one before letting them go, and it seemed that the function of the small machine was somewhat similar to the equipment used to probe Ding Yuanyang's divine power.

"Are you saying that in this situation, the controller of I, an E-class monk, will be handed over to them by butterflies?" The sun was blazing outside, and Dante Yuanyang felt a chill on his back.

"Clever. Dajiao exclaimed, worthy of a master's degree, these things can be understood at a glance.

After getting Dajiao's affirmation, Ding Yuanyang suddenly had no intention of chatting leisurely, and Dajiao saw that he was silent, so he covered his mask and lay on the grass.

Ding Yuanyang was full of thoughts at this time, he was an incapable person, in case there would be a battle, and then he would be considered by this group of "supervising army" people to be slacking off to participate in the war.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, the cigarette butt was thrown to the ground, and before he could come up with a countermeasure, he suddenly heard a familiar voice, raised his head and saw that it was her, and immediately got up and scolded: "How did you find it!"