"Maybe he has a certain sense of anti-reconnaissance, but with that person's cultivation, there shouldn't be any need for anti-reconnaissance, and he will come all the way to see who will determine whom." Fang Qi touched his chin.

"Drawing talismans also requires mana, and drawing talismans in the air consumes more mana." An Neng said on the side.

"In this way, you will go to interrogate now, make a good record, and close the case today."

"Case closed?" The two men were stunned at the same time.

"That's right, Wu An organized a research project illegally without approval, and was later found and denounced, Wu An was killed, is there any problem?"

"This, this, what about the man, what about his identity, and what about the thing that disappeared?" Fang Qi couldn't help but ask.

"Then leave it to someone else to do it, isn't we the only team in the Operations Department of the Special Affairs Bureau, isn't the second team back? Let them take over. Qi Chuanjia waved his hand.

"Captain, you don't want to know who that person is?"

"I want to know who he is, but I don't want to fight him, let's treat him as a chivalrous man who sees injustice on the road, punishes evil and promotes good, if it weren't for him, this place might not be discovered when it will be, we have to thank people." Qi Chuanjia said it very bluntly.

"What about that thing, that's ......"

"We're not very good at finding things, the second group is the best at doing this kind of thing, and I'm very busy!"

Fang Qi and An Neng looked at each other after hearing this.

"It's good that Lao Yang is not here, otherwise he would have been mad when he heard this!"

"That's why the boss dares to say such a thing."

"Let's go, let's go to Mucheng for a walk, what do Xiao Liang want to eat at noon?" Qi Chuanjia pulled Liang Dong into the car.

"That person, how strong is that?" Liang Dong, who was sitting in the back row, hesitated for a while, but then asked another question.

"Very strong, let's put it this way, now there should be no one stronger than him in the entire Qizhou." Qi Chuanjia thought for a moment and then said.

"So, can I become as strong as him in the future?"

"Well, I'm sure you can!" Qi Chuanjia nodded.

Liang Dong's eyes lit up after hearing this, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

"Hey, the kid is so coaxing!" The old man on the side sighed secretly.

In the early morning, the sun is a little hot at eight o'clock.

Hundreds of miles away on the "Shenzhi Mountain", it is cool and comfortable.

Wang Gan, who had finished his early morning practice, spread out the paper in the hut and studied the ink, he did not prepare to draw the talisman, but wanted to copy the ancient characters on the fast bronze.

Writing, writing, writing,

After a while, a word appeared on the white paper, which was the word "wind".

Wang Qian looked at the word, then looked at the bronze plate, and shook his head, not satisfied with the word.

It looks like it's nine points similar to the words on the bronze, but it's just the same shape, missing the most important thing.

The ancient characters on the bronze were like a gust of wind, as if they would leave the bronze at any time and float away, and the character he copied lacked the charm of it.

He continued to copy, and while copying, he imagined the charm in the wind,

In the morning, a piece of paper, full of it, practiced a word,

Every word looks very similar to the bronze characters, but Wang Qian is not satisfied, because there is not a word on it that has that charm.

"Wind?"

He looked up at the window,

After lunch, in the afternoon he went straight up the mountain, sat on the huge "Ganoderma lucidum stone" on the top of the mountain, and quietly felt the mountain breeze.

The wind came from the depths of the mountains, carrying with it the moisture, the vitality, the scorching breath of the mountains, and the sounds of birds and beasts.

The wind passed through the woods, skirted the rocks, came to Wang Gan's side, stroked his face and body, and then left, without stopping for a moment.

Bursts, sometimes big and sometimes small,

The wind has no phase, and it is always moving.

He sat on the stone from afternoon to night, and the wind at night was a little different from the wind during the day, and the wind was a little cooler and more silent at night.

Since then, every day he has done one more thing, which is to perceive and observe the things in nature that are related to those words.

The wind in the air, the fire beating in the stove, the rocks on the mountain, the trees in the forest,

Each of these ancient characters has its own charm. It seems to be the Tao contained in all things in the nature of heaven and earth.

"Who can write such words? Could it be those ancient monks and immortals? ”

Wang Qian looked at the bronze in his hand thoughtfully.

It started to rain in the sky, and it soon turned into a drizzle, and this year it was much more rain than usual.

The sky over Qucheng was cloudy, and the same was true of Jicheng, hundreds of kilometers away, and the rain for days made the ancient city stuffy and damp.

It doesn't take long to walk outside and you will feel wet, and your clothes will stick to your body, which is very uncomfortable.

On a street, a well-dressed man came out of a shop with an umbrella in one hand and a fair woman in the other, carrying a very delicate handbag.

"Honey, where are we going next?" The woman's voice was crisp and gave people goosebumps.

"Go to my house and show you what I'm capable of." The man's arm gently caressed the woman's white and smooth skin.

"You're so bad." The woman leaned coquettishly on the man.

Hey, the man suddenly stopped and looked out into the street not far away. A young man holding an umbrella and carrying a long strip backpack diagonally.

"What's wrong?"

"See a friend."

"Would you like to go over and say hello?"

"No, I'd like to surprise him later." The man said with a smile.

He got into the car, watched the young man get into the car, and motioned for the woman to drive after him.

"You're going to stalk him?" The woman asked softly.

"He owes me an account, I haven't found him, I finally found him, and I followed." The man stared at the car, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Okay, dear."

They followed the car to a village on the outskirts of Jeseong.

The car stopped in front of a yard house, and the young man got out of it, opened the door, and looked back.

"Oops, he found out!" The woman was shocked, and she was about to drive in gear.

"It's okay, he can't see us from such a distance." The man on the side held her hand and smiled at the young man who entered the door.

"No wonder I couldn't find you in that place, it turned out that I moved here, it's good!"

"Let's go."

He Yuan, who entered the house, glanced at the car parked at the entrance of the alley when he closed the door, he had been living here for a while, and it was the first time he saw this car appear here.

In the car were two strangers who had never seen before. He made a note of the faces of the two men, then closed the door and entered the courtyard.

There was a pile of stones in the courtyard, more than a dozen stone pillars, and each stone had smooth cut marks, which were the stones that He Yuan had cut with his sword.

After entering the house, he put down the package, drank saliva and rested for a while, and then began to practice swords again.

The sword flashed and cut through the stone pillars in the courtyard, followed by another sword, sword after sword.

If you look closely, there is a mark on the stone pillar, and there is a ruler-like scale from top to bottom.

Centimeters, millimeters, the marks are clear.

He Yuan slashed with a sword, the brilliance flashed, and the blade of the sword slashed accurately against the scale, and slashed every sword with a sword.

He kept swinging his sword and slashing, looking extremely boring, but He Yuan was very serious and meticulous.

It was still raining, and it was still raining, and it was still raining after noon, and it was still pouring in the evening.

On the streets of Jicheng, Qi Chuanjia, who had returned from Mucheng, walked in front with his arm around Liang Dong's shoulders, and Fang Qi and An Neng followed behind.

"Xiaoliang, today I will take you to a special place, authentic Qizhou flavor, it tastes very good, you will definitely like it."

Liang Dong's expression was a little unnatural, he was not used to such intimate movements, although he knew that this was a manifestation of Qi Chuanjia treating him as his own.