Daba Mountain, Yang Xi is looking for a quiet place, sitting cross-legged on the ground meditating and breathing, the wooden sword is flat on his lap, and it emits a slight electric light in an orderly manner with his breathing.

In the face of Jiang Ang's domineering attitude, Yang Lao Ghost also broke out this time, although it didn't look gorgeous, but every time he used a lot of energy, but until now, Yang Xi's meridians couldn't stand the spiritual power gushing out at that time, and fell into a state of "relaxation", and the spiritual energy absorbed by tossing for a long time was not much-

In this case, the man after his wife gave birth to a child may have the same feelings as Yang Laogui, maybe they can still talk.

Aggrieved!

I want to be dissatisfied!

What was supposed to be a good thing was just a fool to come and stir it up...... No, counting the one who was illuminated by Xiaoding's golden light, there must be two fools!

"Forget it, don't get it!"

After playing a set of guidance techniques, Yang Xi began to give up on himself, "Anyway, half of the spiritual power is enough for me to run rampant in this mountain." ”

"Meow!" the two big cats at his feet echoed Yang Xi's words.

The strength of the two of them is now enough to be called the top jungle killers, and they can "separate flesh and bones" with one claw, if Old Ghost Yang can't mix it up by himself, he can still rely on his own cat to raise it.

"Tsk, you two are still filial, I didn't raise them in vain!" Yang Xi happily touched the heads of the two big cats, and then continued to wander in the Daba Mountain.

It has been a week since he and Chen Ming knew that they were separated, and Yang Xi didn't know if he had brought them with him.

Anyway, he has been quite quiet around him recently, and he didn't have any brainless ideas to come over and provoke Old Ghost Yang to go crazy.

That's the problem with Xiaoding......

"Hey, the thought of that stuff makes me feel troublesome. Old Ghost Yang walked with a wooden sword as a crutch, squinting his eyes and thinking to himself, "It's not been three years since the revival of the aura of heaven and earth, and you can dig out such a thing...... Don't you really turn it upside down in the third year, right?"

Although Yang Xi couldn't identify the shape of the tripod, he properly recognized the pattern on it - a kind of demagogic sacrificial vessel commonly used by monks in the Yin Shang period.

Yin Shang's cultivation methods were very different from those that Yang Xi had learned, more inclined to witchcraft, plus merchants advocating sacrificing ghosts and gods, this kind of thing would always show itself in cultivation.

Yang Xi had dug up a bronze from the Shang and Zhou dynasties in his previous life, and in order to confirm its true origin, he also deliberately turned over a lot of ancient books to find it, and finally saw a record about that Xiaoding.

The pattern is actually a symbol, meaning that the ghosts and gods have come to the world and "blessed the world"—in effect, a large number of people are sacrificed and then used in exchange for some kind of secret art.

For example, immortality.

For example, no worries about illness.

But how can something that is stained with so much blood be good? The bewitched guy will only become more and more greedy later, and the soul will gradually be absorbed by that thing and become another degree of "sacrifice", and finally the whole person will lose his normal thinking and become a puppet who surrenders to corruption.

However, Yang Lao Ghost is not so easy to fool, in the end, it is about the records of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, after thousands of years, he has to verify it to know whether what is said in the ancient books is correct, so he has nothing to do to inquire if anyone has collected similar news, and finally saw a living example to be sure.

"Oh no, I don't know how to break that spell yet. The pestle is under a certain tree, Yang Xi touched his chin and thought.

In his previous life, before he had time to make a move, that thing was broken by another monk, and he didn't communicate anything with Yang Xi later, so he pretended to be forced to leave, only giving Yang Lao Ghost a glimpse of what the tattoo looked like.

So if there is really a government bigwig who is bewitched, and happens to encounter something that changes in the world, maybe there will be some chaos - especially the Jiang Ang incident made Yang Xi see that the bigwig was so fooled that he was really out of brains, and he could use any bad idea.

As far as Jiang Ang's style and sex can also be sent?

Shame on you!

Related, he!

"I have to find a way to deal with it, or there will be a big fire in the future, and maybe it will get on me. ”

Yang Lao Ghost still has a good feeling for the government in the new era, which is much better than the previous emperor's ministers, and he also knows how much control the government has over the country.

If any of the bigwigs have a hole in their brains, it will be tantamount to the sky falling.

Besides, in terms of the level of modern science and technology, Yang Lao Ghost is 100% sure that after the revival of the aura and the great changes in heaven and earth, the Chinese government will at least be able to maintain the basic state and become a major force in the future.

"Alas, I hope that someone who retains his IQ can see the essence of my patriotism and love for my family," Yang Xi shook his body and shook off the dead leaves that fell on his body while he was in a daze, "I just want to cultivate well and not make trouble." ”

"If he doesn't make trouble, he still dares to open his mouth and ask for Huangshan directly?!"

Somewhere in the capital, an old man with black-rimmed glasses was yelling at Chen Mingzhi, although his hair was half white, he was still full of temperament when he scolded people, "Attacking government personnel, and trying to divide one side...... That's not a problem?!"

"When did the 'Anfen' requirement become so low?"

The old man angrily picked up the notebook on the table and threw it at Chen Mingzhi's face, "And you guys this time...... That's how you gave me a task?"

"Report, the specific situation is beyond my control, Jiang Ang ......" Chen Mingzhi did not hide at all, and after blocking the oncoming notebook with his face, he replied loudly.

"Jiang Ang Jiang Ang!" the old man sat on the chair, slapped the table and scolded, "Why did you let this guy go at that time?!"

"Who gave him another order? Who made him cross the negotiation line that had been set before?"

"Idiot!"

The old man didn't even care about his glasses, took them off and threw them away, and then picked up the teapot and poured a few big mouthfuls, which temporarily suppressed the fire in his heart.

"It's all stupid!" Feeling that the scolding was not enough, the old man spat and roared again.

Chen Mingzhi stood quietly to the side, endured the other party's spittle, and straightened his waist.

"You say, what now?"

The old man also knew in his heart who was behind it, and he also regretted that he had agreed to Jiang Ang's airborne landing at that time, but he was even more angry at Yang Xi's actions - that was directly throwing the government's face!

Compared with other people who almost issued a wanted warrant for Yang Xi, the old man can still curse at Chen Mingzhi now, which is already very calm.

Chen Mingzhi also knew the old leader's fiery temper, and said bluntly: "I think we should send someone to talk to Wang Dazhi again." ”

As long as it's not a mentally retarded child like Jiang Ang, anyone can go!

"Send someone over to beat him again?" the old man snorted and mocked, "I'm not like others, it's good to treat him as a sociopath!"

"But this negotiation should have been peaceful, but Jiang Ang ......"

"Okay, okay, don't mention that idiot!" the old man stopped Chen Mingzhi's words, "I'll go and discuss with other people to see if I tear my face or cooperate!"

Although he looks bad-tempered, in fact, the old man is the mainstay of the moderates, especially after many years in politics, he really pretends to be the country in his heart, and he does not have as many dark thoughts as other politicians, otherwise he would not have tried to protect Chen Mingzhi's position as the director of the Special Security Bureau.

But Yang Xi's request this time was too much, and no government boss could be calm.

O Yellow Mountain!

Such a good place, a place where Huizhou's finances have supported half of it, can you give it?

It's a beautiful idea!

But when he thought of the reappearance of the Dao and that strange little ding, the old man's heart also jumped suddenly.

He's almost seventy or eighty, how could he have encountered such a thing at this age?

His instincts, which he had been in power for many years, told him that he might be witnessing a new era, one that could be very different or crazy.

Why did you get into this stall?

The old man sighed secretly, and when he put on the desk, he was suddenly startled, "Why is it so cold?"

"Report, it's snowing outside. ”

The security officer walked in and said to the old man.