After dealing with the endgame of Wang Shanshan's house, the two took her to a base in the suburbs, which was the headquarters of the Longyang Branch of the Spiritual Management Bureau.

Han Ruoxue left with Wang Shanshan, but Huang Youde took the elevator to a room underground, which was pitch black, and he shouted in a low voice, "Girl, record the file of this mission." ”

The circular walls, ceiling and floor LED lights suddenly lit up, and the room was suddenly pure white, with a high-tech painting style, and the inside was empty, only a half-person-high silver-white console in the center.

As his voice fell, a suspended illusory half-length figure appeared on the console, which was an artificial intelligence composed of illusory information flow data, a female baby.

"Welcome to the secret room, Spirit Control Agent!" the girl looked at Huang Youde and mechanically confirmed: "The mission file has been established, please set the level." ”

Huang Youde pondered it for a moment and said categorically: "S-class." ”

The electronic tone rang out again, "Disaster Grade Archives confirmed, please authorize." ”

Huang Youde walked up to the girl, stood still, and said, "Confirm the authorization!"

The operating table below emitted a green fluorescence that enveloped Huang Youde's whole body, scanning from top to bottom.

"Retina Confirmation ......"

"Iris Confirmation ......"

"Voiceprint Confirmation ......"

"Fingerprint Confirmation ......"

On the operating table, another metal needle stretched out, pierced Huang Youde's eyebrows, and took out a drop of blood.

"Spiritual Power Fluctuation Confirmation ......"

The girl collected all of Huang Youde's identity characteristics, and the ethereal electronic voice sounded, "Confirmed, the creator of the disaster-level file, Huang Youde, the captain of the second brigade of the Longyang Branch of the Supernatural Management Bureau, please start recording......"

Huang Youde took a step back and wiped the blood oozing from the center of his eyebrows, "The file is named Qingming God." ”

......

Coming out of the secret room and taking the sealed elevator, Huang Youde came to an office on the second floor, where Han Ruoxue was already waiting.

"Captain, Kitten reported that a magic fluctuation was detected in the east of the city yesterday......"

"Is the location confirmed?" Huang Youde sat on the chair, unscrewed the thermos cup, and took a sip of wolfberry-soaked water.

Han Ruoxue shook her head and sat on the chair opposite him, "The magic fluctuation appeared a total of three times, at the time when we were on duty yesterday, but the time of existence was too short, the kitten couldn't capture the exact coordinates, she had already led someone to clear that area......"

Huang Youde pondered for a while and turned on the computer, "Then let it go first, you will call her back later, the top priority is what the girl said about the Qingming God, how much do we know about the Qingming God?"

"Qingming God is a regional god, and the pan-belief zone is mainly Jin'an Mansion and other surrounding three prefectures, and his temples, churches, and believers have not been found in Longyang City for the time being, and ......" Han Ruoxue sorted out her language and said bluntly: "I don't think Wang Shanshan saw the real Qingming God, this is just the self-proclaimed ...... of that thing"

Huang Youde put down the thermos cup, leaned back in the chair, and stared at Han Ruoxue with his eyes, "Ruoxue, what do you mean by some monster disguised as a god and deceived Wang Shanshan......"

"This possibility is not ruled out, after all, it is not without precedent......"

Speaking of this, Han Ruoxue's cold eyes revealed a trace of sadness, which flashed away, and she continued: "Besides, I don't think that there really is a god in the world, and even if there is, then it is just a powerful monster......

When Huang Youde heard this, he waved his hand, "I know Ruoxue's experience when you were a child, once you were bitten by a snake, and you were afraid of the well rope for ten years, which is understandable, but whether the gods exist or not, I don't dare to guarantee it, sometimes I even think that if a nuclear bomb goes down, any god has to kneel." However, after listening to this, my ancestor Master of the Three Precepts said to me......"

"Master of the Three Rings?" Hearing this name, Han Ruoxue immediately stood in awe, and her waist straightened a little.

Master of the Three Rings, born in Jun'an Temple, was the last deputy director of the Spiritual Management Bureau, and has been a literati all his life, and he knows the secrets far beyond the imagination of others.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this world, in addition to the starry sky, the back of the continent, the history lost in the fog...... For the rest, the masters of the three precepts all know a little bit about it.

She thought to herself, what would a master of the Three Rings with such profound knowledge say to Huang Youde?

Huang Youde's face showed a look of remembrance, coughed, imitated an old voice, and said: "He said to me: Child, you show off the greatness of science and technology to me, just as I once showed off the greatness of the gods to you. ”

Han Ruoxue didn't speak, chewing on this sentence carefully, from this sentence, it is not difficult to see that the master of the three rings expressed a vague affirmation of the existence of the gods.

"Since the Master of the Three Rings said so, I believe that he has a reason," Han Ruoxue was half-convinced, frowned, and looked at Huang Youde, "Then captain, I will apply to visit the literati library to find relevant clues." ”

Huang Youde looked at her deeply and refused: "We are hunters, not literati, we hunt ghosts and monsters, they sort out and collect information, provide professional advice, this division of labor in the spiritual management bureau has its reason for existence, I have established a task file and submitted it to the headquarters, there will be literati to study for us, what we have to do now is to obtain more information, you go and ask Wang Shanshan again......"

"Yes!" Han Ruoxue stood up, turned around and walked out of Huang Youde's office, took the elevator, and came to a hospitality room on the second floor.

Wang Shanshan sat on a chair in the reception room, with a glass of warm water in front of her, and a gentle-looking female agent sat beside her, constantly comforting her emotions, she took a few sips and sipped through the glass on the door, scanning the outside.

The men and women in dark uniforms in the hallways were hurried, like ordinary office workers, except for the snake-tail cufflink cufflinks pinned to the neckline and cuffs.

Han Ruoxue pushed the door and walked in, giving the colleague inside a look, the woman stood up, patted Wang Shanshan on the shoulder, walked out and closed the door.

When Wang Shanshan saw Han Ruoxue, her eyes lit up, she put down the water glass, rushed to her side, and asked eagerly, "Sister, when can I go home?" Are my parents okay?"

"They're fine. Han Ruoxue sat down beside her, "After explaining what happened last night, you can go back immediately." ”

Wang Shanshan picked up the record book on the table, threw it on the table with a "snap", and said with a wry smile: "Sister, from last night to now, I have told that big sister several times, it was Qingming God who saved me, but she looked at me as if I was crazy......

"I won't, but how do you know that it was Qingmingshen who saved you......" Han Ruoxue picked up the notebook, scanned the records on it, and said lightly: "You kept your head down, you didn't see anything, how did Qingmingshen save you? How did your mother recover? Where did Xue Chengzhi's ghost go?"

"I don't know...... I don't know if it's because the gods said that mortals can't look at Him, so I didn't see anything......" Wang Shanshan stood up and explained with a blushing face: "But I heard the voice, I saw His feet, and the corners of His clothes, and by the way, He touched my head......"

"So what you see with your own eyes are these paintings?" Han Ruoxue held up the album on the second page of the notebook, on which a pair of white jade-like bare feet were drawn, and the corners of white clothes were flying.

This was drawn by a close-up artist in the Spiritual Control Bureau based on Wang Shanshan's description.

"Uh-huh!"

Wang Shanshan nodded hurriedly, looked at the painting on the notebook, fell into some indescribable state, holding her face in her hand, "It's really handsome, no, it should be a perfect ......"

No matter how perfect it is, it's just one foot, girl, are you a foot fetish?

Han Ruoxue sighed, didn't complain about this girl, glanced at her, stood up and opened the door, waved the notebook in her hand, and said, "Let's go, sign a confidential document, and you can go home." ”

Wang Shanshan jumped up and down behind a uniformed person and winked at Han Ruoxue, "Thank you Sister Bingshan for taking care of you, goodbye, no, goodbye, bye!"

Han Ruoxue looked at Wang Shanshan's departing back, and a smile appeared on her cold face. As the only person who has established contact with the god of Qingming at the moment, the Spirit Authority will let her go?

"As for ...... now" Han Ruoxue looked at a pair of feet in the notebook, she wanted to find a god who was suspected to have descended into the world according to this pair of feet, which was similar to the difficulty of the teacher pointing to a bird's leg in biology class and asking them to answer the species of birds.

Probably!" she thought.

......

Lin Mo, who had been tossing all night, was lying on the sofa, he didn't even get a taxi last night, so he had to come back on foot, and by the way, he also brought two breakfasts at the breakfast shop.

He played with the newly arrived wish coin, "I didn't expect that there would be such benefits to form a contract with the host through the wish coin!"

As an alien god, Lin Mo has always been suppressed by the world and has grown slowly, and the fate formed by the wish coin is like an anchor line, fixing Lin Mo at the same time, pulling in the distance between him and the world, and reducing the rejection of the world.

"It seems that you can't miss this kind of opportunity in the future!" Lin Mo muttered to himself, but a knock on the door was in his mind.

"Knock knock!"

Lin Mo reluctantly got up and came to the door wearing slippers, "Sister, it's not that you don't have a key, early in the morning, I just lay down and you came to knock on the door, you smelled the smell of breakfast......

As soon as the door opened, a beautiful uniformed policewoman stood outside, took out her ID and shook it in front of him.

"Longyang Fire Association, come to check the fire protection measures of the house, I hope you will cooperate, thank you!"