"Can I see the original? This rubbing is only a formless, losing the spirituality of the words themselves. ”

Wang Qian looked at the rubbing of the "immortal text", and the words on the paper were not as charming as the words on the bronze in his hand.

"You have to ask Director Yang about this."

"Yes, no problem." Yang Haonan thought for a moment and said with a smile.

"Professor Wang, can you also write a "fairy text" for us to see? “

"Okay."

Yuan Hongbo hurriedly arranged for someone to prepare pen and ink.

Wang Qian thought for a while, raised his hand and wrote the word "sleep".

The words are written in black and white, and the writing is very beautiful, and there is a charm of speaking.

The three people next to him stared at the word, and after a few seconds, they felt a little sleepy, their heads were dizzy, and their eyelids were up and down, and they wanted to sleep.

Well, they realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly used their skills to try to come to their senses, only to find that the word had been imprinted in their minds and continued to function.

It took a while to remove the influence of that word.

Whew, this word is so raw!

If you can't cultivate, not only can't you see, but you can't even think about it, is this the power of "Xianwen"?

"How?" Wang Qian turned his head to look at the three people beside him.

"Awesome, admire!" Qi Chuanjia cocked his thumb, which was sincere admiration.

Yang Haonan and Yuan Hongbo on the side are also the same charm, a "fairy text", which has already shown his strength.

At this time, Yang Haonan and Yuan Hongbo were more enthusiastic, and they had to entertain Wang Qian. It was difficult to resist the hospitality, so Wang Qian stayed.

The banquet was held in a hall. Exquisite Qizhou cuisine, locally aged cellar wine.

At the dinner table, Yuan Hongbo and Yang Haonan were very enthusiastic and kept persuading them to drink. It's like running into a loved one you haven't seen for years.

Three glasses of wine gave Wang Qian the feeling that the two of them were going to kowtow to him.

When he was full of wine and food, he had to take Wang Qian to see the nightlife of Jicheng.

Boy

Are these two really the directors of the Special Affairs Bureau and the deans of the academy?

How do you feel like two club bosses!

"Uncle Yang?"

They walked out of the private room and walked in the corridor, and met a young man walking over, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed casually, and looking quite handsome.

"Xiaolin, haven't you gone back yet?" Yang Haonan had a gentle smile on his face.

"There's still something to take care of, to stay here for a few more days."

"Hello, Professor Yuan."

"You are?"

"Lin Huai'an, I am fortunate to have listened to your modern history and benefited a lot!"

"Lin Yu'an's son." Yang Haonan on the side mentioned.

"Oh, hello."

Meet up, say hello, have a few words, and leave.

It's politeness, it's a favor.

Wang Qian glanced at him, he was young, and the blood flame in this body was not less bad than this.

"Lao Yang, the smell on this kid is not right!" Yuan Hongbo said softly.

"Relying on his own Lao Tzu's power, he has done bad things." Yang Haonan nodded.

"If he really kills someone, will you take care of it or not?" Wang Qian asked.

"That's naturally in charge." Yang Haonan is colorful.

"Yes, it is our bounden duty to uphold justice and punish evil!" Yuan Hongbo was also upright at this time.

"How?"

"Report the crime!"

"Report the crime?" Wang Qian was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

"Yes, report the case, the Investigation Bureau will take over, find evidence, and arrest people." Qi Chuan Jia Road on the side.

"You don't care?"

"The responsibility of the special bureau is to deal with special incidents, and the special bureau will not intervene in ordinary criminal cases, and this is the rule set by the special bureau when it was established, just to avoid excessive concentration of power."

"What if he practices sorcery?"

"That's naturally in charge." Yang Hao South Road.

"Then you can catch him."

"Hmm, Professor Wang are you sure?"

"Sure."

"Find someone to follow him." Yang Haonan said to Chuan Jiadao.

They left the clubhouse, originally wanted to arrange a place for Wang Gan to live, Wang Gan refused, he still had to meet Qucheng tonight, and made an appointment with them to come to Jicheng tomorrow to see the original of the "Xianwen", and then he said goodbye and left.

He walked on his front foot.

"Okay, the person is gone, no need to pretend." Qi Chuanjia took a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the two old guys next to him who were many years old.

The drunkenness on Yang Haonan and Yuan Hongbo disappeared immediately, and their eyes lit up.

"Is it interesting for you to act like this?"

"Did you just show your stuffing?"

"No, I almost believed it." Qi Chuanjia took a puff of his cigarette.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to bring us such a big surprise, this understands talismans and fairy scripts, but fortunately it wasn't known by those guys in the capital, otherwise I would have to invite it over."

"I've always been very accurate in seeing people with these eyes, when have you been wrong, let's go."

"Where are you going?"

"Experience the nightlife, isn't that what the two of you just said?"

"That's a polite way, can people of our age do that kind of thing, you don't learn well at this young age!" Yang Haonan is colorful.

"You have to be more restrained, if you are not honest, I will call Qingyun."

"Besides, there are so many things to do in the bureau, and my hair is falling out one by one, how can you still be in the mood to be a big baojian!"

"I didn't say it!"

"You didn't say it, you thought about it, did you?"

"Ah, you old ...... Don't talk nonsense with you, I'll go first! Qi Chuanjia waved his hand.

"Old Yuan, how is it?"

"I can't see through, my body seems to be shining with a layer of fog, and I don't dare to look at it, he seems to be integrated with the surrounding heaven and earth, looking plain and bland, but like mountains and seas, unfathomable."

"Not angry?"

"Hmph, I'm afraid he doesn't have his mind here, he just wants to see the immortal texts treasured in your bureau."

"Look, isn't that kind of thing just for watching, let's go and let's change the place for two whole drinks?"

"No, tomorrow's class."

At night, somewhere in a guild hall.

"Childe, people have prepared it for you."

"Got it."

Lin Huai'an pushed open the door, and a beautiful girl was lying on the bed, just opened her eyes, and saw an evil smiling face.

"Awake?"

Ah, the screams rang out.

Early in the morning, on the outskirts of Jeseong, the vehicles of the Investigation Bureau were lit up.

A young girl hanged herself from a tree on the side of the road.

In the morning, Wang Qian came to Jicheng again and met Qi Chuanjia. The other party took him to the storage room inside the secret service bureau, and added a piece of bronze, the size of a mobile phone, with only three ancient characters on it,

"Gold", "Sand", "Ze",

These three "immortal texts", each word gives people a different feeling.

The word "gold" seems to be an iron mountain, extremely hard, and like a sharp sword, sharp and unparalleled.

The word "sand" is like endless yellow sand,

The word "Ze" gives him the feeling that the smoke is vast and rippling.

Look at this material, it is the same as the fast bronze that Wang Qian got.

He looked at the three words, opened the "Book of Heaven" in the sea of knowledge, shining with brilliance, and recorded these three words.