Beijing, conference room. A small meeting of only five people is going on. The old chief sat on the main seat, and originally this position was the number one, but when the old chief came, the number one got up and gave up his seat. The old chief was one of the founding fathers of the country, who resisted aggression when he was young, fought bandits, and liberated the people, and is now the only surviving former powerful faction and iron-blooded veteran! The country's architect once said: "When we are old, we must delegate power to young people, and the future belongs to young people!" The older generation felt that this was the reason, and they resigned from their posts and retired for retirement. The appearance of thieves this time was the most serious thing since the founding of the country, and the gunfire was fired from last night until this morning, and even the shells were used. The old chief looked at the documents handed over from Old Man Yue, and before he finished reading it, he was so angry that he slapped the table on the table, and a palm print was made on the hard conference table, and the palm print was full of cracks. The old chief is also a master of the house! He threw the folder on the table and said, "Check! Check from beginning to end, and you can't let go of any of it!"

"Old chief!" No. 1 read the document and said, "I will be re-elected this fall, and I will step down." We will now start the investigation and leave what we find for the next term. Moreover, all the people with power on this document have been controlled, just so that the next one can re-establish the party style and gather the hearts of the people. ”

The old chief closed his eyes and thought for a while and said, "Can you make sure that there is no big mess?"

"Yes!" replied One.

Old Chief: "Are all the ace troops under control?"

Number One replied, "All of them!"

Old Chief: "Let them always be ready for battle!"

One: "Yes!"

Old chief: "How is the political side doing?"

No. 2 said: "What should be controlled is controlled, and what should not be controlled is also controlled!" Old man Yue was once the old chief's subordinate.

Old chief: "Xiao Yue, can the National Security Bureau cooperate?"

Old Man Yue replied, "Yes, the nails on my side have been pulled out, thanks to Ouyang Qingfeng." If Qingfeng hadn't been alerted, my side wouldn't have been so fast!"

The old chief said with relief: "Qingfeng has grown up, and there is a successor! It is said that this hidden danger was discovered by you and a kid named Luo Yongshun, I want to see what this kid who made the Dark Moon Alliance's plan bankrupt looks like?"

Old Man Yue and Ouyang Qingfeng looked solemn and did not speak.

The old chief asked, "Is there any problem?"

"Luo Yongshun sacrificed!" Old Man Yue said: "It was killed by our tank, and there are ghosts in the army." Luo Yongshun sacrificed himself in order to keep these documents, otherwise he would definitely be able to leave alive with his ability!"

The atmosphere in the conference room became heavy.

The old chief first said to No. 1 and No. 2, "I hope to see the results of this matter before the end of the year!" and then said to Old Man Yue: "Since he can't see me, then I'll go and meet him!" Take me there!" The old chief's tone was unquestionable

There is only one bed in the morgue of Nuoda, Luo Yongshun is lying on the bed, his body has been wiped clean, his clothes have been changed into new clothes, and there are no wounds on his body, as if he is asleep. When the old chief and a few people came in, they saw the five people standing by the bed, Qingyinzi from Kunlun, Qiujian from Shushan, Zhang Xing from Longshan Tiger, Monk Budian from Shaolin, and the leader of the supernatural team who was in charge of domestic supernatural events. Among these five people, four were cultivated in the Yuan Shen period and one was cultivated in the Contemplation Period. The cultivation of the Yuan Shen period is called a humanoid nuclear bomb by those who know that there are monks in the world. Seeing that the people who came in were a few old chiefs, the five of them saluted.

The old chief looked at Luo Yongshun and was silent for a while and said, "Who else is in his family?"

"My parents are still alive and well, and I have two older sisters. Ouyang Qingfeng said.

"Prepare a good coffin and bury it in the martyrs' cemetery. Let his family see him one last time before he is buried. ”

Ouyang Qingfeng said: "Yes!"

"Don't be in a hurry to bury him yet, I'm not sure if this kid is really dead!" Qing Yinzi said.

"How?" said the old chief.

"I and a few others heard that Luo Daoyou ascended to heaven and came to transcend, but they didn't think about it but found something unusual. We found that Luo Daoyou had no wounds all over his body, it should be a Xuangong body, and his soul was shocked out of his body by the bomb explosion. The capillaries of his body were shattered, his head was congested, and he should definitely die, but he didn't expect his body to repair slowly. And looking at his face, he doesn't look like a person who died early, but it seems that his longevity has ended, and he can't see it clearly in chaos. ”

"Just say dead or not!" the old chief could not understand the language of the monks.

A few great monks didn't care about the tone of the old chief, after all, where was the status, and occasionally they would use this tone to hedge when they got together.

Qing Yinzi explained: "If you die, you don't die! As long as the soul can come back, it can come back to life!"

"Then you can recruit it!" The old chief also hoped that Luo Yongshun would come back to life. From ancient times to before the liberation of country Z, these sects liked infighting, perhaps it was the nature of the people of country Z. After the emancipation of the arrogant mind, there was finally no infighting, and occasionally the former enemies would sit down together to drink tea and talk about the Tao, but at this time, the total number of monks of the Yuan Shen period of the good and evil factions of country Z was only eight. The number of monks has decreased, which is also the reason why the great monks come to worship and surpass Luo Yongshun. The number of monks in China has decreased, but the number of monks abroad has not decreased, and even if it has decreased, it has almost eased up. The monks of country Z do not care about politics and society, but they only care about the path of enlightenment, but it does not mean that the monks abroad do not interfere in politics! The once great power of the monk world and the uncrowned king are now suppressed by various countries. The monk can't participate in the fight between ordinary people, and the agreement has long been torn up by someone, if Luo Yongshun can survive, he will also be a master!

"Whether it's the birth of the eight-character soul conjuring, or the body conjuring the soul, we have tried!" Zhang Xing of Longhu Mountain said: "And we also asked the ghost cha, his soul is not in the underworld now!"

"Then you won't live?" said the old chief, "What you say is what you say!"

"There is another way!" Zhang Xing said, "As long as he sends his soul back to his body within seven days, that is, within the first seven hours!"

"What if we can't send it back?" asked the old chief.

"Soul to the underworld!"

"Then hurry up!" the old chief demanded.

Zhang Xing said: "I used Luo Geng to calculate that his soul is in the West, and the soul will return to the place he went to before his death, or the place he wanted to go. We don't know Luo Yongshun, so we want to ask who knows where he has been from here to the west, where he often stays, and where he wants to go!"

"Home and school!" Ouyang Qingfeng said.

"What about the division?"

"There is no division!"

"There is no teacher?" Although Zhang Xing was curious about how to learn the mystics without Luo Yongshun, this belonged to the sect or personal secret, and it was not easy to get to the bottom of it. "It's just home and school, are you sure he doesn't go anywhere else?"

"Sure!"

"Do you know the exact location?" Zhang Xing asked again.

Ouyang Qingfeng replied affirmatively, "I know!"

"You lead the way, we'll set off now!" Zhang Xing said.

"Take you there in a supersonic plane, it will be faster!" said the old chief.

Qiu Jian, who had not spoken, said: "It's better to use me to take you there, my sword will fly faster!"