General Huang said with some excitement: "I was originally a member of the underworld, and I was a man and did things without leakage, thanks to the master's love, I brought it to my side, and some irrelevant things, the master also handed it over to him." It is estimated that this kid has come and gone, and he has been targeted by the cult because of the many people he has come into contact with, and I don't know what method he used, so he became a thief and stabbed the knife at the master. ”

I listened to it and counted it carefully, no, there was a problem here.

I was puzzled and asked, "Didn't you say that the information between you is not interoperable?" ”

General Huang looked at me, and the corners of his mouth pulled out an indescribable smile: "There is no impermeable wall in the world, and the news that you took me away has spread." If it weren't for your master's far-reaching thinking and some wounds on my body, I really wouldn't have been able to say it, my life would have been saved, but ......"

"But what?" I asked anxiously.

General Huang's face was complicated, and he said without saying anything: "However, the suspicion on my body has not been washed away. This group of people should have been aware of it, the last time you made a fuss in the Wild Ghost Village, all of our positions have been reshuffled, I was in charge of intelligence before, and now I belong to the battle sequence, today, is the first time I report to you, and it may be the last time. ”

In any case, the intelligence department is the eternal leader and the core of an organization.

If General Huang is removed from the intelligence organization, it can only mean one thing, the other party has already noticed it, and even began to suspect it.

I moved my neck vigorously and asked, "Changing positions shouldn't have anything to do with you getting information, right?" ”

General Huang nodded: "Indeed, we all changed positions unknowingly, and as for whose position I took over, there is no way to know." However, I found this. ”

As he spoke, General Huang took out two large pieces of cloth from his bosom, and he placed a slightly smaller square white cloth in front of me, on which a bunch of things I couldn't understand were written like ghost drawings.

General Huang said on the side: "This is what we found in the new station when we changed our guard today. ”

I shook the white cloth and asked, "What is this written about?" ”

General Huang said word by word: "Yan Wen." ”

I was shocked in my heart, this matter is getting bigger and bigger, and even the long-lost inscription has appeared.

殄文 is a kind of writing specially used to communicate with ghosts, written like water ripples, so it is also called "hydrology." ”

Few people understand this thing, and very few can learn the pronunciation, let alone understand the meaning, and in modern times, it is basically a state of loss.

It is said that the text was created by a man named Lu Duogong.

In today's Dushui East Village, Guizhou Province, you can still hear the Buyi language and sing an ancient folk song, which translates into Chinese characters to roughly mean: there is an old man named Lu Duo, who lives in a cave for four seasons. The bluestone slab is made of words, and the words are used to measure the good fortune......

As for which sect this Lu Duogong is, it is unknown, but the Taoist record of his kind of writing is basically blank, so there is a high probability that Lu Duogong will not be a Taoist.

The only thing that is certain is that the script he invented has been used in the Tang Dynasty, which shows its age.

What surprised me was not only the appearance of the text, but what surprised me even more was that today, there was a successor to the text?

I hid my surprise and continued to ask, "You translate it for me, what is written on it?" ”

General Huang took the white cloth and pointed with his hand: "The plan has changed, Guanglin quickly withdraws, beware of Taoist priests, and abandons the Yin and Yang Well quickly." ”

It seems that the first few times I made a fuss, I have indeed been alarmed.

I leaned back in the chair behind me, and secretly thought to myself that although this group of people was a cult, it must be admitted that the way they arranged their troops was very formal, and it was very different from ordinary stragglers.

Not only that, but their vigilance is also terrifying.

The slightest wind and grass, direct conversion strategy, this kind of irregular change, invisibly, once again added a lot of difficulties to us.

I suddenly had anticipation for this operation, and I wondered who my opponent was. Why can you be so smart?

The appearance of this want made me feel a little inexplicably excited.

I suddenly thought of a key question, the person who reported to Guanglin must not be a ghost from the underworld.

The appearance of the text is to communicate with people and ghosts, and between two ghosts, they can't communicate in such an awkward way, just like two Chinese people who can't communicate in English idlely.

This means that it is a living person who has reported to him! This man is in the sun!