A large stream of curiosity and questions were surging in Wei Huakai's mind, he didn't seem to care about the poisonous needle inserted in his heart anymore, he was only thinking about learning spells at this time, thinking about immortality, thinking about the omnipotence of heaven and earth.

The night had completely darkened, and there was only a bright moon hanging in the sky.

Wei Huakai and Zhang Fangyi drove out of the mountains, passed through layers of dense jungle, and came to the nearest city, but the vehicle showed no signs of slowing down, and Wei Huakai didn't ask anything, as if he asked in vain, and he didn't necessarily say that if he asked, the ending was already doomed.

It was true that the car did not stop in the city, but took the shortest route through the city, and then passed through a muddy country road, and there was not the slightest light in the few small houses in the distance, and there were few cars on the road. The car swayed and swayed, and it seemed that it had gone through a lot of "tasks".

"We're almost there." Zhang Fang said.

"It's been five hours, why don't we take the highway? This is wobbly, and it is a country road and a dirt road. ”

"You'll find out later." Zhang Fangyi didn't say much.

Zhang Fangyi's car crossed the country road and came to a town.

Wei Huakai saw vaguely from this moonlight that the roadstone on the way was written "Mingjiang City".

"It's here, get off."

"Where?"

"Nishijibu."

After hearing this, Wei Huakai immediately opened the car door and got out of the car, and he was always curious all the way, what kind of place is the West Temple Department, such an ancient organization, has aroused Wei Huakai's curiosity.

At a glance, there is a three-story western-style building in front of you, which looks like the style of the Republic of China. Wei Huakai looked around, the surroundings seemed very empty, and there were no people nearby, as if he was on the edge of Mingjiang City.

"That's it?" Wei Huakai pointed to the western-style building in front of him, where there was not the slightest light on.

Wei Hua happily thought, "What is this, such a broken place, there is no row of noodles in my crematorium."

"Otherwise, let's go, go in."

As soon as Zhang Fang took a step, he walked towards the western-style building and waved Wei Huakai to follow.

Wei Huakai was a little reluctant at the moment, and began to think that what Zhang Fangyi told him before was not lying to him, and felt that this place was too shabby, and the "salary" that he said was to pay gold coins to take over the task, and he couldn't see where it looked like a place with money, it was only ten o'clock, and the lights were not even on, adding a touch of weird atmosphere.

Wei Huakai had no choice but to make a slightly gloomy face and follow behind Zhang Fang.

"Knock knock" Zhang Fang raised his right hand and knocked on the door hard.

"Qingming, Zhang Fangyi." Zhang Fang knocked on the door a few times and said to the door.

"Crunch~"

Wei Hua happily thought, "Oh my God, the sound of the door opening is now more and more like the plot of a horror movie."

The old door was opened from the inside, and the only wind greeted it.

Wei Huakai poked her head out, and when she looked, she only saw an empty hall with a large table on it, and a few candles burning on the table flickered and flickered.

"What? This is Nishijibu? I feel like it's so creepy, like a haunted house. ”

"This is the headquarters of the West Temple, and the company is in another place, under the guise of it."

As soon as Zhang Fang finished speaking, he led Wei Huakai into the West Temple, passed through the hall, and went up to the second floor from the stairs on the right.

The West Temple Department does not look very large from the outside, but the actual area of the house is still very amazing, and the first floor may be two or three thousand square meters. As soon as Wei Huakai and Zhang Fang went up to the second floor, it was a long and narrow corridor, and there were about ten or twenty doors on both sides of the corridor.

"Not to mention, this western-style building doesn't look big outside, but the space inside is quite large." Wei Huakai said.

"Let's go, talk less, do more." Zhang Fangyi replied coldly.

Zhang Fangyi led Wei Huakai to the last door of the corridor and stopped.

Zhang Fang faced Wei Huakai and pointed to the door.

"This room is the information office, newcomers have to come to this place to register information, you will often come here in the future, if there is any information or case that cannot be found on weekdays, you can come to this place to retrieve, but first you must have permission to retrieve it."

Wei Huakai nodded, "Okay, got it." ”

Zhang Fang knocked on the door, waited for three or four seconds, and then pushed the door open.

What catches your eye is a few surprisingly long bookcases, on which are neatly stacked countless file bags. Under a dim chandelier in the room, at a desk sat a scrawny, pale old man, dressed in an old tunic and holding an enamel jar in his hand, and holding a rickety one in his hand.

"Uncle Liu, I'll bring a newcomer to log in the information." Zhang Fang said to the old man as soon as he opened his mouth.

After listening to this, the old man put down the shaking enamel jar in his hand, he did not answer Zhang Fangyi, but walked to the other side of the desk, opened the drawer on the lowest level, took out a form from it, and put it on the desk.

"Fill it in." The old man said indifferently, as if there was no life in his tone.

Zhang Fangyi waved at Wei Huakai and motioned for Wei Huakai to step forward and fill it out.

Wei Huakai came to the desk, picked up the information sheet, looked at it carefully, and became puzzled, there were only a few fill-in-the-blanks on the entire information sheet, and the top was "name", "date of birth", "place of origin" and "name", and then it was a fill-in-the-blank that took up most of the page, and there was no remarks.

Wei Huakai didn't think much about it, just picked up the pen on the side and wrote down his name and date of birth.

"I'm an orphan, and I don't know where I'm from." Wei Huakai looked at Zhang Fangyi and said.

"Just write where you grew up." Zhang Fangyi said.

Wei Huakai turned his head and wrote down the familiar three words, new city.

Wei Huakai looked at Zhang Fangyi behind him again, and pointed to the large blank space of the information table with his left index hand.

"What's written here?"

"It's okay, you don't have to write it, someone will write it for you in the future." As soon as Zhang Fang finished speaking, he picked up the information sheet in Wei Huakai's hand and handed it to Uncle Liu in his mouth with both hands.

Uncle Liu didn't speak, took the information sheet handed by Zhang Fangyi with one hand, and waved the other hand to signal that the two could leave.

Zhang Fangyi didn't stop for a moment, patted Wei Huakai's shoulder, and the two quickly left the room and closed the door.

Outside the door of the information office, Zhang Fangyi led Wei Huakai to the stairs at the end of the other side.

At this time, Wei Huakai poked Zhang Fangyi's back with his finger.

"I have a question."

"What?"

"Why doesn't each of you talk much? Is it requested? Always making gestures. ”

Zhang Fang smiled.

"When we usually do tasks, we often have to hide and make as little noise as possible, so as not to alarm the target, and also to avoid being noticed by some ordinary people."

"Because most ordinary people are very curious, it is easy to get involved and lose their lives in vain."

Wei Huakai stared at Zhang Fangyi, then stretched out his right hand and pointed at himself.

"Is it like me?" Wei Huakai said.

"Ha" When Zhang Fang heard this, he couldn't help but laugh too.

"You are lucky to be alive, and this Dao chief is also surprised by your bones, it is really a martial arts genius that is unique in ten thousand, so you can live well, otherwise I can wait for that ghost to also take out your little liver, and then I will come in and solve it."

When Wei Huakai heard this, his face was also black and his head was lowered.

"Then I'm still very grateful to you for keeping me alive to be your dog."

Zhang Fangyi was full of smiles at this time and patted Wei Huakai's shoulder.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive, don't thank me."

The two, one with a dark face and the other with a smiling face, walked slowly to the end of the corridor on the other side, leading to the stairs on the third floor.

At this time, the information office is in the room.

In the dim light, the old man picked up the information form that Wei Huakai had just filled out, and his eyes just kept looking at the three words "Wei Huakai" on the information sheet, and he was still talking to himself.

"It's finally here, I hope you can go to the end, and it won't be in vain with the hard work of so many people and many years."

After the old man finished talking to himself, he got up and walked to the bookcase, pulled out a brand-new empty file bag, and put Wei Huakai's information sheet into it, and then sat at the desk, shaking the old enamel jar in his hand.