Zhou Daoan calmed his breath and sat down.

He was very depressed in his heart - it seems that his FLAG of "bad luck in the Spring Festival" has been completely established, and it even has the momentum of spreading to listening to music and watching dramas. Even if he is only in this quyi building, he can't escape the accident.

"In the future, won't you be able to go to the third floor of the Moon Pavilion in the future?" Zhou Daoan muttered to himself.

In front of him, the tall fat man has been subdued by the "security guards" in the Six Arts Building, and he is tied up - this person's strength is about the same as that of the Iron Bull, that is, the level of bullying and bullying ordinary people. Zhou Daoan didn't even make a move, and waited for the "security guards" to rush in.

However, he didn't say what was going on in the toilet, so that the people in Liuyilou thought that it was a farce that happened among the guests. Anyway, this tall fat man can only scream, and he has a hard time talking, and it seems that his IQ is not very sound.

What made Zhou Daoan most vigilant was that when Liuyilou thoroughly investigated the origin of this person, he couldn't find out when he came to Liuyilou. There is no monitoring here, it can only be described according to the memories of the little maids and maids, it stands to reason that such a big fat man should be clearly remembered, but no matter which building the people are, they have no impression of him.

The little guy who fell to the ground and was injured in the chest, because he injured the lobe of his lungs, was unconscious and was sent to be rescued. Naturally, no one knew the "staff" of this building.

These are not Zhou Daoan's expectations, from the vicissitudes of the middle-aged man used strange exercises to switch the two people with his own position, Zhou Daoan understood that these people have a way to confuse their identities unknowingly. Sure enough, when he used his cliché skills to ask about the vicissitudes of life, the little guy who welcomed the guests didn't know that such a person existed.

From this point of view, the glance between himself and him in the toilet is really a coincidence.

Zhou Daoan restrained his emotions and left the place with Huang Li'er amid the apology of the Sixth Art Building. The first thing he did when he returned to Xiangyun Tower, Zhou Daoan borrowed a small teleportation array from Zhou Daoxuan in the name of sending a letter to his mother, locked him in the room, and wrote two letters to send out.

The first letter was naturally sent to his mother Zhou Lushi, and it had been written a long time ago, so it didn't take time at all.

The second letter was sent to Lin Jiafeng. Although Lin Jiafeng is far away in Yuzhang, in the organization of "Fengshenglang", he is his direct line. Now that there are clues about Xu Zhongping, it is natural to hand it in, which is very decent.

Yes, it was Xu Zhongping who fought Zhou Daoan in the toilet of the Liuyi Building before. Coincidentally, Zhou Daoan, the predecessor, accidentally hit and broke Xu Zhongping's secret operation. This time when I arrived in the capital, I actually met this strange preacher again when I was listening to the music and in the toilet.

The reason why he was able to recognize Xu Zhongping was that Zhou Daoan had seen the information about Xu Zhongping collected by the rumors from Lin Jiafeng, and had seen his portrait sketches. However, this person seems to have an ability similar to the "sage's robe", which can make himself and others who connect with him a state of neglect.

Therefore, Feng Shenglang's sketch of Xu Zhongping still stays at the appearance of this person when he was the earliest and an ordinary person.

When Zhou Daoan looked at Xu Zhongping for the first time, he didn't remember who this person was, but an inexplicable familiar feeling made him pay attention. But people are like this, they will rely on their previous behavior to deal with things, and habitually arrange some activities, such as in Liuyue Pavilion, Xu Zhongping is meeting people in the toilet, this time, he still deals with it like this.

Therefore, it is not so much that Zhou Daoan recognized this person, but that the environment of the toilet reminded him. It can be regarded as Xu Zhongping's bad luck that he was met by a victim who was "killed" by himself.

In line with the cautious attitude of "I'd rather kill mistakes than let go", Zhou Daoan really caught Xu Zhongping's handle.

Of course, he didn't expect to stay on the spot. When he was in Liuyue Pavilion, Feng Shenglang stared at the other party but was escaped by the other party by means of substitution, and now that he has seen it with his own eyes, Zhou Daoan finally knows how the other party "changed into a living person". Coupled with the small note he found, these are two big gains!

After the letter was sent, Zhou Daoan waited in place, and sure enough, after a while, Lin Jiafeng replied.

When the shape of the letterhead appeared in the teleportation array, Zhou Daoan immediately browsed it. This quick reply is very concise, just two sentences.

"Go to the tenth Tingfeng Building of the Luogufang in the inner city to find Lord Zuo and inform him of this. The stakes are high, so be sure to go in person. ”

Well?! I actually have to run it myself...... Zhou Daoan was very dissatisfied with Lin Fengsheng's way of arresting the strong man, but after all, he was named a "microphone", and he was in the capital, and he was a witness to this matter, so it was not unreasonable for him to report it. On the contrary, Lin Fengsheng gave him the opportunity to report and let him show his face in front of his superiors, which is a good thing that normal civil servants will think.

But where do you know any Lord Zuo? According to the plot of the novel movie, why don't you give me a token or token? As a microphone and a supernumerary, Zhou Daoan does not have any objects to prove his identity.

But this is the arrangement, at this moment, as a subordinate, Zhou Daoan sighed secretly, went out again in the night, and went to the inner city alone.

It took about 1 hour, and it was already dark at night, and Zhou Daoan came to the entrance of the gonggufang in the inner city. It's a little older than the rest of the city, but it's more bustling, and even in the middle of the night, people still walk around and there are no curfews.

Needless to say, the scenery is here to complete the task. Zhou Daoan walked into the Luogufang, only ten meters, and felt as if he was being targeted - worthy of the headquarters of the Beijing Wind Chasing Organization, and before he walked under the seemingly inconspicuous high-rise building, he was already targeted by the secret whistle.

Regardless of whether it was useful or not, Zhou Daoan said "his own people" to the darkness, and then walked towards the three-story building of the Wind Hunting Department.

The small building is really a small building, although it is big enough compared to the ordinary buildings of another world, but compared to the buildings here that are often the size of one or two football fields, it is really low-key.

I don't know if his sentence "his own people" played a role, and when he walked to the door of Tingfeng Tower, he was really not hindered. This made Zhou Daoan, who was hesitant to explain his identity in his heart, breathe a sigh of relief.

The door was open, Zhou Daoan pushed the door in by himself, and there was no one to guide him, but the simple structure allowed him to directly find the location of the elevator and sit on the top floor. It seems like...... Inexplicably smooth!

The top floor was still wide open, but the doors to the rooms on both sides of the hallway were closed, except for the one that led straight to the deepest point. Zhou Daoan followed this obvious instruction without hesitation and walked over.

When I arrived at the room at the destination, the door behind me suddenly closed, and the small room that was closed on all sides actually shook. Zhou Dao's peace of mind moved, but he immediately resisted his impulse, let the room shake for a while, and finally slowly stopped.

As the door opened again, it was no longer the empty hallway that connected it, but a spacious office.

An old man dressed in a plain robe, like an old pedant, was sitting behind a delicate desk with mountains of scrolled documents stacked on either side. The old man was also holding a scroll in his hand, wearing glasses from Tessie's side, and his eyes had already moved from the scroll in his hand to Zhou Daoan. I only heard him say with a smile:

"Young man, let's meet again."

This old man is the "Wind Messenger" that Zhou Daoan met in Liuyue Pavilion half a year ago! It turned out that he had also returned to Beijing. Or rather...... Lin Jiafeng's letter that was so short that it couldn't be shorter mentioned in Lord Zuo was he?

In an instant, Zhou Daoan understood that he was afraid that his whereabouts would be mastered before he entered the gong and drum workshop, and his information had been quickly handed to the person in charge. And hearing the wind made Lord Zuo remember his personal inheritance of Ren Cong, and he didn't embarrass him, so the road would be so smooth......

No wonder the Lin family Fengkeng people didn't explain too much on the text message, and they were not afraid that the other party would not know him...... If I thought about it a little more, I couldn't help but make a move just now...... That's not a misunderstanding, it's a joke!

Lin Jiafeng...... Why do you keep holding back and asking me to get out of trouble?

Pressing the complaint in his heart, Zhou Daoan's face was not unusual, he put on a calm look, and bowed slightly to Lord Zuo when he heard the wind-

"Yu Zhanglin's subordinate microphone, Zhou Daoan has seen Lord Wenfeng."

The old man smiled, took off his glasses, waved his hand and said, "There is no need to be so polite. You, the microphone, are supernumerary personnel and a disciple of Brother Ming, so you don't need to follow the etiquette of our internal chasing wind...... By the way, what are you doing here? Entering Beijing with Brother Ming? Or do you want to attend the Elite Conference? ”

Zuo Wenfeng said it smoothly, as if he really didn't notice what was happening in the capital under his eyelids.

Zhou Daoan didn't say much, and directly took out three pieces of paper that had been smoothed and pieced together from his arms, and then put them on Lord Zuo's table.

Lord Zuo picked it up suspiciously, and when he first looked at it, he felt his eyes burst out and his pupils shrank sharply!

On the piece of paper that has been put together, there is a delicate line written in letters, which reads-

The tide is coming, the city wall is collapsing, the three years are poor, the city is burned by karma, the heaven and the earth are turning, and the dead are reborn.

"Xu Zhongping!" Zuo Wenfeng's mouth immediately popped up with this name. He frowned, and when he raised his head again, his gaze had lost its gentleness, and he turned to look at Zhou Daoan sharply, "Where did you get this news?" ”

Zhou Daoan had already thought of his words on the road, and immediately said it fluently. After that, Zuo Wenfeng groaned for a moment, and directly picked up a rattle on the desk and shook it a few times.

In an instant, the whole quiet and leisurely single room changed its atmosphere, a light lit up from behind Zuo Wenfeng, and with the light appeared, it was a person who could not see his face clearly, and his whole body was wrapped in a faint mist. He bowed his head, waiting for Zuo Wenfeng's command.