Cyber Daming

A quarter of an hour before the attack on Confucius Temple broke out.

The heavy snowfall for many days has made this remote alleyway in Inuyama Castle District much cleaner.

The signboards covered with thick snow have dimmed the formerly magnificent neon lights.

At a low position above the signboard, a petite and cute golden Pixiu is running in the air. It was designed by the store to be quite childlike, squatting and jumping, and fluttering at the flying snowflakes. There is no hint of evil in the beast's head with its fangs turned out, but instead it looks innocent.

Chen Qisheng was squatting alone under the eaves of a roof. There was no trace of the Taoist oligarch Longhushan Celestial Master in his body. He had his hands in his sleeves and breathed heavily.

"I have to go out in such bad weather. It is not suitable for health care at all. I have suffered a lot."

Although there was a corner of the eaves above his head, Chen Qisheng's shoulders were still covered with a thin layer of broken snow. It was obvious that he had been here for a long time.

"The cold air is sucked into the stomach, and life is shortened by one step. Master Tao, my path to immortality has been delayed again."

Just when Chen Qichang was sighing, the sound of squeaking snow suddenly sounded in the quiet and deserted alley.

The visitor was speechless and stood blankly a few feet away from him.

Chen Qisheng looked sideways and said with an annoyed look on his face: "Why are you here now? Why don't you choose a good place to connect? Do you have to choose such a cold and freezing place?"

The other party remained silent, turning a deaf ear to Chen Qisheng's complaints, and his expression didn't even change at all.

"I asked you, the Ministry of Public Information, if you could spend more money to improve these meat-delivery people? They are just similar in appearance but not in spirit. They look silly. If there are outsiders here, they can see it at a glance. There’s a problem.”

Chen Qisheng didn't know what depressing past events he was remembering. He became angrier and angrier as he talked. He pointed at the Yan man and said angrily: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Come here quickly."

The cold wind chases the cold wind, and the snowflakes pile up on top of each other.

There was still no answer in this alleyway.

"Okay, let's play this trick again, right? When Master Dao and I become an Earth Immortal one day, the first thing I will do is to disband your 'Wen Department'!"

The corner of Chen Qisheng's mouth twitched and he took a deep breath. His expression was as twitchy as if he were standing on the roadside relieving his hands. Behind him, a group of gossiping girls passed by.

"The body has been trained to look like a crane, and two scriptures are written under a thousand pines. When I come to ask, I can't help but say, the clouds are in the blue sky, and the water is in the bottle."

A Taoist poem with a rather impressive artistic conception was mumbled by him and he spoke very fast.

If there were any outsiders around at this moment, at first glance, they would just feel a gurgling sound, and it would be impossible to hear what he was saying.

Yan Ren finally had a bright look on his face. He clasped his fists and bowed, "The identity is confirmed. Yan Ren No. 4 of the 'Wen Department' of Longhu Mountain has met Chen Tianshi."

Chen Qisheng remained silent, pointed to the open space in front of him, and motioned for the other party to squat down.

Yan Ren obeyed and did as he was told, and saw Chen Qisheng's two fingers together like swords, pointing between his eyebrows.

The sword finger traced slowly against the skin, and the bionic skin where it passed cracked a gap, gradually forming a Taoist rune on Yanren's face.

As the last stroke fell, the talisman composed of cracks in the skin was finally complete, revealing a faint red light.

This Yan man seemed to have been released from some kind of shackles, and the expression on his face became solemn and solemn.

"In the first month of the twelfth year of Jiaqi, this is an internal monthly report from Longhu Mountain. Please keep it confidential and don't leak it."

"First, the number of missing people in the empire's mainland continues to increase. The total number has now exceeded 300, including 58 missing people in Zhejiang Province, 134 missing people in Liaodong Province, and 134 missing people in Guangdong Province. One hundred and twenty-seven Daoxu people are missing from the province."

"next."

Chen Qisheng looked solemn and raised his hand.

"Second, the investigation of the criminal areas is not progressing well. The Celestial Masters sent by Longhu Mountain to investigate the major criminal areas have been blocked to varying degrees, and personnel have been damaged frequently. Among them, the Japanese area was specially named. The area is a high-suspect area, but the current investigation progress is the slowest, and there have even been many cases of Tianshi being injured or even killed. Please Tianshi who is investigating in the Japanese area pay attention to protecting your own safety and speed up the investigation progress."

Someone died.

When Chen Qisheng heard this, his face began to turn a little dark.

"Third, Bai Yujing has currently issued a formal note to the Ruxu New Donglin Party, requesting the other party to relax the restrictions on the criminal area and allow each Taoist family to send additional personnel into the criminal area."

"next."

Chen Qisheng rolled his eyes. He would be damned if this kind of quarrel could come to an end.

"Fourth, a new round of assessment for immortal class preparatory personnel is about to begin and will be officially launched in March this year."

"Pass."

Chen Qisheng, who was already an official immortal, was not interested in this news and waved directly.

"The contents of the monthly Di newspaper have been read out, and the next step is a private message."

"Read it."

Yan Ren did not speak immediately, but twitched his facial features, slowly made a gesture of anger, and suddenly shouted: "Chen Qisheng!"

The suddenness of this angry shout frightened Chen Qisheng.

"What the hell are you doing in the Japanese area? How come you haven't found out a single hair yet? I can tell you that now Bai Yujing has spoken out internally. If anyone can find out the mastermind behind the scenes, they can get a replacement. Immortal’s quota! You should weigh the weight of it yourself."

"Many monks of the older generation are already red-eyed, and they are all ready to make a move. Although the New Donglin Party is currently obstructing them, so that they cannot find a chance to enter the criminal area for the time being, it is very likely that there will be some shameless old people. Stuff creeps in.”

"So you kid, you must keep your eyes open. Don't see a Taoist disciple and rip your heart out with others. Be careful of being stabbed in the back by others! If I hear the news of your military dissolution on Longhu Mountain, you Just don’t follow me to cultivate immortality, I can’t afford to lose this person!”

"The notification of personal information has been completed. Do you need to reply?"

Yanren suppressed the anger on his face, returned to his lifeless look, and quietly waited for Chen Qisheng's instructions.

"Won't come back."

Chen Qisheng didn't have any thoughts to think about the reply now. His eyes were lowered and he was lost in thought.

This time, Longhushan's monthly newspaper didn't have much new content for him.

On the contrary, it was his master's message that had a big impact on him.

"A substitute for the Earth Immortal's quota. Are those gentlemen in Bai Yujing crazy? At this time, are you still looking for something to do for your own people?"

In Chen Qisheng's view, this so-called 'quota' was not a reward, but a piece of fresh flesh and blood thrown into a cage full of hungry beasts.

Originally, the Celestial Masters who entered the Japanese area to investigate came here out of duty. Everyone had their guns pointed at the outside world, so they only had to guard against open guns, and there was no need to hide from hidden arrows.

But now Bai Yujing suddenly throws out such a thing, making the already complicated situation of the Japanese people even more confusing.

You must know that the number of places in the Immortal Class is limited, and every carrot is a pit. Moreover, there are many considerations for the replacement quota. It not only depends on the rank, but also the person's achievements and reputation in the order.

Therefore, in today's Baiyujing, those who can become earthly immortals are all Daoxu from the older generation who are extremely powerful and experienced.

Now that Bai Yujing is doing something like this, it seems that he is giving young Daoxu like Chen Qisheng an opportunity to encourage them to make contributions and become famous.

But Chen Qisheng knew very well that this meant that he not only had to find trouble with the four major companies, but also had to be careful about the Celestial Masters of the same order as himself.

Isn't this just shooting yourself in the foot? Do we have to watch them fight to the death in order to embody Daoxu’s fucking concept of ‘50 Great Dao, 49 Tianyan, only a glimmer of hope left’?

"Have these Taoist masters lost their minds in Huang Liang's dream? How could they make such a ridiculous decision?"

Just when Chen Qisheng was cursing, Yanren, who had already reached the entrance of the alley, suddenly turned around and stared at him with a pair of eyes.

Chen Qisheng felt the other party's gaze and turned his head in confusion.

"Um?"

Yan Ren twitched the corner of his mouth, and a clear voice came out from his mouth: "You're a stinky bastard of the Dou Department. You even scolded the Yan Ren who delivered the letter. Why do you still want to disband our Wen Department? I'm your mother, Spring and Autumn University. Go ahead and dream!"

"Hey, I have a bad temper."

Chen Qisheng raised his eyebrows, anger filled his heart, and he suddenly stood up from the eaves.

But before he could take action to teach this rude Yanren a lesson, he saw a figure suddenly appear at the entrance of the alley, reaching out and grabbing the Yanren's neck.

Phew!

Yanren's head and spine were pulled out of the chest together, and the splashing bionic blood fell into the snow, making it impossible to tell them apart.

Chen Qisheng looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him, and his eyes fell on those familiar eyes.

"Introduce yourself, my name is Matsuyama."

The person holding the Yanren head bowed slightly.

Chen Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, looked at the other person up and down, and suddenly sneered: "Nong Xu's clone?"