And under the guidance of the puppet, Wang Zhenling has infiltrated into an inconspicuous three-entry mansion.

"Who?"

As soon as Wang Zhenling stepped into the backyard, he immediately alarmed others.

He was still wondering, the people in here really have some ability, when they can really feel their existence.

The man was already in disbelief and cried out, "Why did the cursed puppet come back......"

Only then did Wang Zhenling know that it was not that person who discovered his Wang Zhenling's whereabouts.

It was clearly sensed by the existence of the cursed puppet.

However, before he finished speaking, the whole person was already frozen, and the space around him seemed to be given by the immobilization method.

But the jurisdiction has already extended out, blocking the surrounding space.

"Something that doesn't get enough of it!"

Wang Zhenling cursed, and had already sealed the puppet into a box again.

Shi Shiran walked in, and saw a middle-aged scribe-looking person, standing up, with a shocked and wary face, but he was already motionless.

Wang Zhenling smiled indifferently, but his eyes did not stay on this person for long, but stayed on this person's desk.

There are scriptures on it, but they are some twisted words, like the words of the Flame Country, but they are a little different.

Wang Zhenling knew that these were the secret texts of the Dark Sect.

Since the dark sects were secretly active in the Land of Flames back then, their whereabouts were secretive, and even the words were created by themselves, similar to passwords.

And this should be the doctrine of the Dark Sect!

However, it was not these that interested Wang Zhenling, but the fact that this scribe seemed to be translating these scriptures.

"Darkness gives birth to light, and in it is God, Mani Treasure Light, with wisdom and wisdom. Seeing the Dharma, ...... the brightest in the end"

Interesting, interesting!

Wang Zhenling saw it, and said something interesting in his mouth, but the killing intent in his eyes did not hesitate.

It is not so easy for a sect to be eradicated when the legal principles are in place.

Such dark believers deserve to die.

As a person from Middle-earth, he actually believes in such a cult.

This is the Belt and Road Party!

Back then, Wang Zhenling and others mixed into the sect of the Flame Country, instigated rebellion, and troubled the Flame Country.

Now, of course, you can't let the other party do the same!

If he hadn't wanted to follow the vine and touch the melon, Wang Zhenling would have beaten this scribe to death with one palm now.

But these teachings cannot be kept.

Wang Zhenling made a casual move, whether it was the original or the translation, it turned into ashes.

I searched around the study and found all the translations of the scriptures and destroyed them.

But with a wave of his hand, the scribe woke up from the stalemate as if he had just woken up from a dream.

At this time, he saw Wang Zhenling's shock clearly, and said, "Who are you?"

"As an official of the imperial court, he believes in the dark cult, performs witchcraft in the town of Evil, and assassinates the father of the Son of Heaven.

You are so mad that people are crazy, and now that everyone has stolen goods, what else is there to say!"

The man's face changed drastically, he didn't even know how Wang Zhenling came in, what happened, naturally he didn't think that he could be Wang Zhenling's opponent, he almost didn't think about it, and he turned around and was about to crash into a bookshelf...... There's a secret door inside!

However, the scribe slammed into it at once, but did not open the secret door.

Don't say that this is within Wang Zhenling's jurisdiction, even if it is not...... Wang Zhenling had already discovered this secret door just now.

"I won't give you a little hardship, it seems that you still don't know how thick the sky is......"

Wang Zhenling laughed coldly, and a little electric light hit the scribe.

The scribe suddenly felt that the blood in his body was actually retrograde, and for a moment it was as if there were countless ants gnawing all over his body.

What's even worse is that his heart suddenly seemed to beat violently, as if someone was holding a sledgehammer and hammering his chest one after another.

After only two blows, the scribe involuntarily opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly showed an expression of extreme fear.

As soon as Wang Zhenling let go, the scribe fell to the ground almost like a dead dog, and shouted in horror: "I said, I said!"

At this time, the scribe told Wang Zhenling everything he knew.

This made Wang Zhenling know that the Dark Sect had been continuously introduced to Middle-earth through trade routes during the existence of the Flame Country.

Especially in the countries established by the northern spirit witches such as Wu Wuhu, Wu Xin, and Wu Li, there are many high-ranking officials and nobles who believe in these sects.

As the kingdom established by these witches was wiped out, these dark cults followed suit.

Now, after the establishment of Dayu, these dark sects have risen again.

Speaking of which, this scribe was also really talented. Able to translate dark scriptures with beautiful diction, accurate meaning, and comprehension. This is not a general approach!

What's even more powerful is that this person is also very clear about the origin and inheritance of the dark sect and so on.

In Honglu Temple, there are few such characters!

It's just a pity that this person's heart is broken, so he can't keep it!"

Wang Zhenling sighed lightly in his heart.

This scribe was an interpreter of the Honglu Temple in the imperial court.

Nahonglu Temple is in charge of the four Yi tributes, feasts, gifts, and greetings, as well as the country's fierce ceremonies, the ancestral temple of the central capital, and the prohibition of the Taoist account exclusion.

Translating the Siyi language, managing religion, etc., are all the powers and responsibilities of this Honglu Temple.

At this point, he finally asked, "Where did this puppet come from?"

The scribe looked horrified when he saw the puppet: "How can this puppet be in your hands......"

Seeing that the puppet fell into the hands of Wang Zhenling, no matter how he struggled, he was eaten to death, and his heart was even more shocked and awe-inspiring, where else did he dare not say it?

"This is the oracle, this is the oracle ......"

Oracle?

Wang Zhenling originally thought that what the scribe meant was that the puppet was made by a divine envoy.

But it soon became clear that the scribe meant that the puppet itself was an oracle!

Interesting, interesting!

Soon, Wang Zhenling asked everything from the scribe's mouth.

Originally, I wanted to slap this person in the past, but I thought about it again, and I still felt that this person might be of great use in the future, so I stayed!

"Hehe, these dark sects are much more entrenched in Middle-earth than I imagined, and it is not easy to clean up with a few people.

If you want to destroy these dark sects to the greatest extent, you have to arrange them carefully!

Such a person who knows a lot about the dark sect can't be killed easily......"

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenling casually slapped the scribe Zhang Heming's forehead.

The Minghe suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted.

When I woke up, I would completely forget the memory of Wang Zhenling.

But Wang Zhenling's gaze shifted to this puppet at this time.

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors