Inside the base of the Kyoto General Administration.

In an intimate conference room, a group of people were sitting around a round table.

In addition to Chen Yin, who is still in some situations, Zhang Daoye, Old Man Sun, and the three old Taoist priests are all present.

In addition to these few, there are two capable middle-aged people, holding information in their hands and doing analysis, obviously like intelligence officers.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

At this moment, the old man sitting in the first place spoke, and everyone's eyes looked over.

This old man looks to be fifty or sixty years old, younger than Zhang Daoye, and there is no power in his body, even the fluctuation of Xuanqi is minimal.

But no one dared to ignore him, because this is the director of the Kyushu Mystery Processing Bureau.

It can be said that in the Kyushu Xuan Cultivation Circle, he is one of the most powerful people.

"I invite you to come over today, mainly to discuss the noodle man who appeared in our field of vision some time ago."

The director nodded to the table, looked at the intelligence officer on the side, and said, "Let's start." ”

"Okay Director."

An intelligence officer stood up and said, "This noodle man first appeared in the altar of the Ming Martial Tomb in Kyoto. ”

"Kill the terrible ghost Dorgon in the altar, and save three of our members."

"According to the reports of the three members later, it is initially believed that he is for revenge, revenge three hundred years ago."

"And the age of the noodle people has also been further corroborated by the later Jinling Lingmai incident."

"But now, there seems to be an error in this information, that is, the incident that happened just now about Mr. Sun's family scriptures."

"By the way, the director, just now the official sent a protest document over there, which means that our behavior has crossed the line, and there is too much noise, and we want compensation."

The informant said, suddenly mentioning a digression.

"Re: Fuck you."

The director said lightly.

"Is it a little unofficial?"

"Then reply: I bought a watch before the year."

"Yes."

"Alright, don't digress about it, go back to the mysterious face-hugging man."

The director thought for a moment and said, "Originally, we thought he was a mysterious existence that had lived for three hundred years, but now, this age may have to be raised. ”

"Specifically, please talk about it, and explain it to Mr. Sun by the way."

"Then let's talk about it."

The eldest Li Daoye nodded, and began to explain the ins and outs to the old man Sun who was already sitting in danger, and described in detail what he had seen and heard along the way.

"It turned out to be so"

After hearing this, Old Man Sun couldn't hide his shock on his face, and muttered: "In other words, he may be a figure from a thousand years ago?" And there is an old one with the old ancestors? ”

"I don't rule out this possibility, but there are certain loopholes before and after the combination."

The informant stood up again and said, "First of all, at the altar, the man of the face said: This time, I also cut your neck. ”

"This is what he said to Dolgon, that is, he once fought Dolgon, and there were certain misses."

"But this is not in line with the strength that the noodle man is currently showing, not to mention a Dolgon, even if it is a ten-thousand-year-old ghost, he is not the opponent of the noodle man."

"This is the first suspicion, and the second suspicion is at the spiritual vein, according to Zhang Daochang, the noodle man called Zhu Yuanzhang's remnant soul as: you."

"If he really lives for a thousand years, Zhu Yuanzhang is probably just a child in front of him, right?"

"That's the second suspicion."

"Also, is the range of activities of the noodle people a little high in the frequency of appearing in Jiangbei?"

The informant said a lot in a row, and then sat down.

"What do you think?"

The director looked around and asked,

Chen Yin shook her head blankly, then lowered her head and didn't speak, if it weren't for the fact that the leader couldn't walk away from the spirit vein, she wouldn't have to sit here as a witness for the first appearance of the noodle man.

"Is it possible to live for a thousand years?"

Li Daoye slowly opened his mouth and looked at the director.

"Peng Zu has a longevity of eight hundred, and there are legends of feathering and ascension in all dynasties, and the truth of it, Dao Ye should know better than us."

The director tapped his fingers on the table and said, "It is possible to live for thousands of years, but if it is said that there is no price, I don't believe it." ”

"It seems that the director has gone to talk to Lao Dao."

Li Daoye smiled slightly and said, "This little friend's analysis is very good, but he neglected one point, that is, the price of surviving for a thousand years. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Do you know about molting?"

Li Daoye said: "Every time you molt, it is a new life, but on the other hand, it will be weak for a long time before you can recover." ”

"Are you saying that the state of the noodle man may be similar to that of molting, or that he has not lived through this thousand years, but has spent the cycle of sleep and awakening?"

The intelligence officer instantly understood what Li Daoye meant.

"Sleeping, awakening, weakening, recovering, and falling asleep again, and so on, and so on, and so on, until now?"

The agent muttered to himself, he couldn't imagine what it was like.

Every time you wake up, you will meet a new person, after an experience, you will inevitably fall asleep again, and when you wake up again, the deceased has fallen into the yellow spring. And then the cycle repeated.

The intelligence officer only felt a deep chill enveloping him, and he couldn't help but think, if it was him, I'm afraid he would have gone crazy a long time ago, right?

"If that's the case, most of the doubts about Fang Cai can be answered."

The director said: "The last time the noodle man was born, I am afraid it was three hundred years ago in the early Southern Ming Dynasty, and Dolgon was the enemy, but because of the weak state, he did not complete the work, and according to the analysis of Dolgon's words at that time, the noodle man should have had a lot to do with Zhu Cihong at that time. ”

"This is also related to the historical records that Zhu Cihong often sat alone and drank in his later years."

"I'm afraid it's because he just woke up and ushered in the battle, so the noodle people didn't have a chance to recover their former strength, so they had to fall asleep again."

"As for the relationship with Sun Simiao, it should also be related to this, most likely because Sun Simiao helped the noodle people speed up the recovery process, and he was kind to the noodle people."

"Now that he is turning over his hands and making waves, he has found the lost scriptures of the Sun family, presumably to repay his kindness."

"As for calling Zhu Yuanzhang for you"

The director suddenly looked at Zhang Daoye and said, "Zhang Daochang, what do you call me?" ”

"What do you mean by that? Director, of course."

Zhang Daoye's subconscious answer was stunned.

"Look, I'm younger than Zhang Daochang, and he still calls me you."

The director lamented: "I have only a few small achievements. But what if it's against an emperor who recreates the orthodoxy of Kyushu? ”

"What's more, the noodle man still has a lot to do with his descendants?"

"If you say that, everything will be explained."

The intelligence officer thought for a moment, regained his senses, and asked, "But there is still a doubt, why is the place where the most noodle people appear is in Jiangbei?" Is there anything special about this place? ”

"Even if it's to take care of the spiritual vein, wouldn't it be more convenient to go to Jinling?"

"What does the Director think?"

Li Daoye asked with a smile, obviously having guessed.

"What do you think of the Feng Shui attainments of the noodle people?"

The director asked rhetorically.

"Amazing."

Li Daoye sighed, and then said with a smile: "It seems that I want to go again." ”

The director smiled slightly, and for a while, a tacit understanding between smart people appeared.

"The noodle people arrange the feng shui bureau, they don't practice the law, they don't have a plate, their minds move, and the formation is self-contained."

"This goes against the basic laws of Feng Shui."

The director said: "So is there a possibility that it is because the noodle people have left their footprints in the entire Kyushu, so they can achieve an almost instantaneous feng shui bureau?" ”

"Director, are you saying that the noodle man has left the qi machine seal of the Feng Shui Bureau in the entire Kyushu, and when he needs it, as long as he touches this seal, he can wake up the Feng Shui Bureau here?"

The informant asked.

"At least it's easier than forming a feng shui bureau in an instant with nothing."

Li Daoye said: "At least a thousand years, even if the time to wake up is only one-third, it is enough for him to travel all over Kyushu." ”

"This can also explain why the place where he appears most frequently is Jiangbei, and it is very likely that in this place, he left the deepest imprint, and it is also his home."

After Li Daoye's last word came out, everyone was silent.

What a luxury is home for a person who has been trapped in reincarnation for at least a thousand years?

"Director, do you want to adjust your attitude towards the noodle people?"

The informant's words broke the silence.

"No, you don't."

The director thought for a while and said, "Let's wait and see, after all, none of us know how long the noodle man will last when he wakes up this time, and I don't know if he is now. Continuing to recover. ”

"Don't forget, our assumption that he lived for a thousand years is only because of the information we've found so far."

The last sentence made everyone frightened.

yes, maybe more than a thousand years? It's just that the oldest person we have found so far is Sun Simiao, who is related to the noodle people thousands of years ago.

What's more, as the director said, who can be sure that the noodle man is still recovering?

Is the accumulation of at least a thousand years really just what it is showing for now?

"Ahh

Jiang Qi rubbed his nose and his gaze fell on the table in front of him.

On it is a fragmented tortoise shell, which appears to be the upper left corner of a whole tortoise shell.

In other words, it can be put together with the piece in Li Tong's hand to form a complete left half.

At the same time, it can also be put together with this piece in Jiang Qi's hand to form the lower half.

Jiang Qi thought about it, took out the tortoise shell fragments in the eighteen sons, and slowly put them together.

"Snort"

(End of chapter)