The Special Administration is a special official organization, and because of its particularity, the first thing to do when entering the Special Administration is to save your birth date in the system.

The birth date is very important, everyone knows this, and you can't tell outsiders when you are idle, and it stands to reason that it is not reasonable for the Special Administration Bureau to have a birthday, but everyone has no objection to this matter.

Because anyone who can enter the Special Administration knows that the Eight Characters of Birth can save lives at critical times, and the Special Administration Bureau retains these Eight Characters of Birth in order to use the Eight Characters of Birth to find out the missing personnel of the mission at a critical moment.

Five minutes later, Zhou Ning hurriedly ran back with a wad of A4 paper.

After he got into the car, Fu Niannian stretched out his hand back, and Zhou Ning hurriedly gave her the A4 paper he was holding in his hand.

Lu Wu started the car, Fu Niannian quickly flipped through the information of those people, there were a total of fifteen people recorded on these papers, plus Zhao Yunen, there were a total of sixteen people in the special administration personnel who disappeared this time.

Fu Niannian memorized the birthdays of several people, clicked on the divination tool on her mobile phone, and after confirming that she was fine, she handed back the paper in her hand to Zhou Ning.

"Put it away, get out of the car later, if there is a lighter, burn it."

Zhou Ning nodded, he understood what Miss Fu meant, the birth dates on these materials were written very accurately, and the people in the Special Administration Bureau were not ordinary people, if some people with a heart picked up these materials, it was hard to guarantee that they would not make a fuss about their birthdays.

The temple in question is in Chengshi, but not in the urban area of Chengshi, but in the deep mountains of the subordinate county.

By the time they arrived at this temple, it was already more than two hours later.

After Fu Niannian got out of the car with Lu Wu, he raised his head and looked at the temple.

Although the temple looks very deserted, it unexpectedly occupies a large area, and the entrance is a very heavy vermilion wooden door, but the paint is seriously peeling.

Lu Wu put on disposable gloves and walked over and pushed the door open.

Fu Niannian and Zhou Ning walked in after Lu Wu, after the vermilion gate was pushed open, the courtyard was very clean, there was a big pine tree outside the temple, but there were no pine needles in the courtyard at all, and there were no weeds, obviously there were really people living here before.

Walking inside, there is a bottle of god statue on the main hall, which is still a clay statue, and it is Xia Chenyan.

Fu Niannian's eyes sank, if there are statues and temples here, then it is difficult to guarantee that there will be other places.

How many people did Xia Chenyan let build a temple for him? And how many people were mutilated by him?

Fu Niannian walked under the idol, and a whip appeared in his hand, whipping towards the idol.

The idol collapsed in response, and Zhou Ning quickly ran back, away from the main hall.

After the idol collapsed, Lu Wu's eyes fell on the idol.

Fu Niannian followed his gaze, her eyes narrowed, she took out a pair of disposable gloves and put them on, jumped on the offering table where the tribute was placed, and reached for the box.

When she got the box, she jumped down and opened it.

Inside the box is a strand of hair.

Fu Niannian sneered: "It seems that he is very attentive to this idol, and his hair is all in it." ”

Lu Wu frowned slightly and took the box from her hand.

With some disgust in his eyes, he took out a piece of rune paper and pressed it on his hair, which made a crackling sound when it touched his hair.

After that, it began to burn, and soon even the box was burning, and Lu Wu threw the box to the ground, and the fire quickly consumed everything.

Zhou Ning saw it outside, and then he realized that he was still holding a stack of materials in his hand.

He pulled out his lighter and lit up the pile of information.

Fu Niannian only glanced at it, and then went to look at the wall.

The walls of the main hall are full of intricate patterns, and I don't understand what kind of Fu Nian Nian is carved.

Lu Wu walked over and took a look, and raised his eyebrows: "It's a god pattern." ”

Fu Niannian looked back at him in surprise, his clear and bright eyes full of doubts: "Divine pattern? ”

"Well, there are also in my tomb, and the ones in my tomb are mainly used for formations to prevent people from breaking in."

"The god pattern here...... It's like an attraction to come here. ”

Lu Wu's fingers slowly touched the lines of the divine patterns on the wall, from one side of the wall to the other side.

Feeling it in his hands, he slowly drew these divine patterns in his mind, and when he touched it to the end, Lu Wu was sure: "It is indeed to attract people here, not only people, but also lonely souls, wild ghosts and spirits." ”

Fu Niannian instantly understood Xia Chenyan's purpose, the small temple before, he relied on that fake monk to develop the villagers to sacrifice in the past, there are barren mountains and mountains here, and there are no villages nearby, except for these special people, no one will come to wait for leisure.

Therefore, he can only rely on the divine pattern to attract people to come here and provide for him.

As for why the monk in the temple didn't do anything to the person in the Special Administration Bureau before, this is also very understandable.

He didn't dare to provoke the people of the official family, once the people of the Special Administration Bureau disappeared, it was very likely that this temple would be discovered, and it would be very troublesome at that time.

Fu Niannian sneered, glanced around, went to the courtyard to pick up a sharp stone, and came back to paint all these divine patterns.

Xue Quan and Xia Chenyan are one as a human being, the other as a ghost cultivator, they have lived for thousands of years, but they haven't learned it, but there are a lot of crooked and evil ways to learn.

Fu Niannian took out her divination tool from the space, took out a brush and cinnabar, wrote Zhao Yunen's birthday and threw it into the divination tool.

The divination tool spun wildly, and after a while it stopped.

Fu Niannian glanced down at the hexagram and frowned.

"I can't figure out the directions."

Lu Wu squatted beside him, and Zhou Ning hurriedly ran over when he heard this.

Lu Wu took the cinnabar and brush from Fu Niannian's hand, and asked Fu Niannian about Zhao Yunen's birthday.

After Fu Nian finished reading, he wrote it, and then he threw the paper on which he had written the eight characters of his birthday into the divination tool.

After the divination tool stopped, Lu Wu and Fu Niannian looked down in unison, and it was still the same result.

There is no fear for life, but there is no indication of the specific direction.

The two of them were divination as a result, indicating that there was an enchantment in the place where Zhao Yunen and they were.

Fu Niannian sighed and put away the divination tools.

She looked at Lu Wu and asked, "Are we going to act separately?" ”

Lu Wu shook his head with a serious expression: "You can't act separately, I suspect that there are other things in this deep mountain and old forest besides the monk who worships Xia Chenyan." ”

"If there is no accident, Xia Chenyanzhi left a wisp of residual thoughts here, which should be carried by that monk closely, and what framed Zhao Yunen and them in the enchantment was something else."

Fu Niannian nodded: "Then let's go together, go up to the empty room of this temple, and take a look around to see if there are any tunnels." ”

(End of chapter)