"My name is Chen Zong, and I am a staff member of the Security Bureau." The middle-aged man led by him took out his documents, he was dark-skinned, he was tall, his face was resolute, he looked very capable, and behind him was a young man in his twenties, with an ordinary appearance, giving people a simple feeling.

Yuan Xing looked at the big Huaguo national emblem on it, and looked at the two of them for a moment before nodding and letting people into the room: "Two donors, please come in." ”

Chen Zong has actually been observing Yuanxing, compared to the photos he saw before he came, except for the lack of hair, the appearance of the monk in front of him is not much different from five years ago, but he is too young, but the edges and corners of his eyebrows are much softer than in the past, and he looks compassionate and peaceful. Is this the so-called mutual birth? He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

came so quickly, Yuan Xing was also admiring in his heart, after understanding that he could no longer escape the official sight, he would no longer hide his traces, but he couldn't imagine that the other party would investigate himself in such a short period of time.

Why? Do you come to visit before 6 a.m.? Isn't it because the other party has figured out their own routines? I knew that this was the free time after the morning class, and I didn't know how to do it. According to his own spiritual sense, he is unaware, which is really amazing.

This is a standard single room, with little space and simple furnishings, but exceptionally neat and clean.

Yuan Xing moved two chairs and put them on the side of the bed, beckoned the two to sit down, and then crossed his knees on the bed, but relaxed.

"Didn't disturb your rest, did you? Mr. Qin Kong. Chen Zong spoke first.

Yuan Xing glanced lightly at the young man behind him who took out a voice recorder: "The monks are diligent in their cultivation, and it has become a habit to get up early, so why bother?" After a pause, he clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the common name of Qin Kong has long been forgotten, and there is no such person in the world, only a monk with the Dharma name of Yuanxing." ”

Nodding, Chen Zong asked as a matter of routine, "I don't know where Master Yuanxing is practicing?" ”

"A small temple in the mountains, the name is not enough." Yuan Xing's eyelids were not raised, and he replied lightly.

"Oh? Isn't it called Mida Temple? Chen Zong was puzzled.

"It's not ......," Yuan Xing squinted and shook his head.

"You have been a monk for five years, why do you want to hide it from your parents, and you can't bear to see them sad?"

Yuanxing sighed faintly, but he was silent.

"Master went down the mountain this time, why didn't he spend more time with his relatives at home, but came to the demon capital?"

Yuan Xing raised his eyes to look at the other party, but he was still silent.

"Did Master go down the mountain to do something?"

Yuan Xing nodded, with a light smile on his face, and was still silent.

"Will you ever go back to the mountain?"

Yuan Xing's palm, which had always been closed, finally put it down, his smile converged, and he said, "Things are going well, I'll be back in a few months." ”

"Then when will Master return to the world after he returns?" Seeing that he finally spoke, Chen Zong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Yuan Xing turned his head to look out the window, because of the heat, the window was open, and the demon had always woken up early, and at this time there was already a noise coming in, and he said slowly: "Just go with the fate." ”

Chen Zong was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked again, "You and Ms. Sang Mengyu knew each other before?" ”

"I don't know, I haven't seen it." A smile reappeared on Yuanxing's face, still faint.

"So that's ......" Chen Zong frowned, knowing that he might not be able to ask anything more, and said after a while: "Can we take some of your blood?" ”

"Yes." Yuan Xing stretched out his left hand.

Chen Zong glanced at the tattoo on the inside of his wrist and beckoned. Behind him, the young man took the tools for blood extraction from the straddle bag.

But there was a problem when the blood was collected, no matter how hard the young man tried, the needle couldn't pierce the skin of Yuanxing's fingers. said a word of offense, changed the ears, and it turned out to be the same, even the needles were broken, the skin on the ears was not even broken, and the blood samples could still not be collected.

Chen Zong and the others finally couldn't help but gasp at this time, and a trace of horror flashed in their eyes, is this still human?

Yuan Xing always lowered his eyelids, as if he couldn't see the embarrassment of the other two, and said with a smile: "The poor monk will come by himself." As he spoke, he took the new blood needle handed over by the young man, and easily took the blood from his fingertips.

Chen Zong reluctantly put away his surprise at this time, said hello and left with someone.

Yuan Xing sent the two out of the room, and when the door closed, he immediately let out a long sigh of relief. Don't look at him just to deal with it calmly, he looks like a monk, but in fact, he feels more tired than he has been reading the scriptures for the previous day.

Turning around, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the notebook on the table, well, patronizing to deal with it, the things haven't been given to anyone yet, but after thinking about it, I shook my head, wait, it's not time for the time being......

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"That's it?" Chen Zong and the others walked out of the hotel in silence all the way, and after getting in the car, the young man said something a little sullenly.

"That's not bad, compared to Sang Mengyu, who doesn't know the roots, this monk called Yuanxing can be regarded as 'his own person'. Observing his past trajectory, words and deeds, he still has a sense of belonging to the country. Chen Zong looked smiling: "Doesn't he have to stay for a few months?" It's a long time coming. ”

"Section chief, who do you say these people are? Sang Mengyu appeared in front of the saint, treading water and walking, not to mention, this monk is really powerful, he has practiced himself to the point of invulnerability, is this the legendary golden bell hood iron cloth shirt? ”

"Maybe, it only takes five years to reach this point, it's really amazing, I don't know who is more powerful between him and Sang Mengyu." Chen Zong raised his eyebrows and said.

"There is nothing good about these people, they don't show up when the war is raging, but at this time, they all come out one by two." The guy pouted.

"This kind of thing, who can say for sure, I hope this monk is a good temper!" Chen Zong suddenly sighed.

"I think this monk is very talkative!" The young man was puzzled.

Chen Zong snorted: "Who did you watch the play of collecting blood just now?" It's not ...... yet," but before he finished speaking, the shrill ringing of the phone in his arms came out. He frowned, then his face changed drastically, and he quickly started the car.

"What's wrong?"

"Something happened to Sang Mengyu." Chen Zongtie's face was blue, and he gritted his teeth and said: "A group of shameless traitors moved Dou Ziang ......"

"What?" The young man's voice changed in shock.

"Inform the colleagues who are staring here, don't let him go out and make trouble again." After saying this exhortation, the car driven by Chen Zong pierced out like an arrow from a string......

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Yuan Xing cleaned himself well, the monk's robe was washed clean yesterday, and the shoes were replaced with new ones.

Since you want to negotiate with a master, you have to pay attention to the image of Buddhism, right?

I hope there won't be any moths today. He silently recited the sentence, and went downstairs with his stick.

Well? Why bring weapons to the negotiations? When you get beaten, it's so bad...... Cough! If you can't really negotiate, it's not good to talk about it, we have magical powers, and we don't coax.

When I went downstairs, I saw a group of people around the computer, the discussion was quite intense, messy, but Yuan Xing could only hear the sentences such as martial arts women are powerful, his heart moved, and he also leaned up, but when he saw the picture on the computer screen, he couldn't wait to slap himself.

At this moment, he began to suspect that he had the potential of a crow's beak. Or maybe you accidentally opened your mouth when you were practicing consecration? And the program must be wrong, otherwise what you say, how can it be good and not bad.

He looked at the beautiful woman in the picture who was holding a long sword and killing all directions, and his heart swelled with a sense of weakness......