Ghost Shelter System

April 6, General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation.

An old chandelier hung in the dark corridor, and the sound of leather shoes broke the tranquility of the corridor.

A man in a suit and leather shoes knocked on the door of Feng Qiang's office and placed a stack of information on Feng Qiang's desk.

This is one of Feng Qiang's twelve investigators and his son, Feng Dong.

"came back?"

"Um."

"What will happen to the Dragon Gate in Yulong Mountain?"

Feng Qiang refilled the teacup, ignored Feng Dong's information, and asked.

"not so good……"

"Not very good? What do you mean?"

Feng Qiang was suspicious.

Feng Dong was silent for a while and then said: "It's over hastily."

"Which landlord in Bafang Yulou has taken the top spot?" Feng Qiang looked a little dissatisfied. He felt that Feng Dong was a little absent-minded today.

Feng Dong smiled bitterly and said: "There is no one. The final contenders are Zhang Moli from Lingnan and Qiu Longtai from Guandong. When the fight got fiercest, Uncle Qin came out and interrupted them."

Feng Qiang was stunned, Uncle Qin? Qin Kun?

"Is Qin Kun full?" Feng Qiang was curious. This time Qin Kun went to watch the ceremony on behalf of Fuyu Mountain. No matter how reckless he was, he would not interrupt the competition at the mountain gate at the last moment.

Feng Dong thought for a while and pushed the information forward: "No... Bureau Chief, why don't you read the investigation log first. This matter can't be explained in a few words..."

Feng Qiang felt that Feng Dong was a little confused. Feng Dong had been sluggish since he had never adjusted the relationship with the Taoist sect along the coast. This time, he borrowed Fang Hao's advice to let Feng Dong participate in the Dragon Gate Club in Yulong Mountain. First, he gave Feng Dong One is an opportunity to relax with the secret door, and the other is for him to reflect on himself.

You have been reflecting on yourself for half a month, why are you still so depressed?

"It's a big deal, I can't explain it. You really shouldn't have been allowed to join the investigation team in the first place." Feng Qiang curled his lips and looked through the information.

There is no father or son in the workplace. This saying applies very well to Feng Qiang.

His position is destined to be a position that is not partial to personal interests. Since Feng Dong is in such poor condition, it seems that he has to find an opportunity to transfer him. Feng Qiang has always wanted to bring in a few Yulongshan Zhenzhen, and he just wanted to find out if there are any suitable candidates.

The information is very detailed. This is Feng Dong's investigation diary. Except for not eating, drinking or having diarrhea, all the details about the Longmen Society are recorded.

Feng Qiang was a little surprised when he saw them going out to sea from Macau, heading south all the way to Lingguan, and then to Guizhai. This was also the first time he heard that there was Lingguan at sea.

In the log, Feng Qiang’s focus has always been on the true story of Yulong Mountain. In this Longmen meeting, there must be some passionate young people with great ambitions. Find a suitable one and take the opportunity to dig into the corners of Yulong Mountain and enrich the team of investigators. Yulongshan could not refuse.

Feng Qiang watched the Dragon Gate competition very carefully, considering the names while drinking tea. It was not until Qin Kun appeared that Feng Qiang's expression changed dramatically.

Regarding what Qin Kun said, Feng Dong wrote it down verbatim. When Feng Qiang saw nearly a thousand ghosts appearing, his eyelids began to twitch. When he saw Qin Kun sparing no effort to recruit teammates, Feng Qiang was shocked. .

"Why do nearly a thousand great ghosts need to call Wu Xiong, Nie Yuxuan, Miaoshan, Mo Wuji, Nalanqi and the others? Even Sanshan Dima and Seven True Legends are not spared? How valuable is this great ghost? ? Could it be that there are more than a dozen ghost kings?!"

"More than a dozen? That's nearly a hundred ghost kings!"

At the door, an old figure was pushed in in a wheelchair.

The person pushing the cart was also an old man in his seventies.

Ge Zhan and Jing Sansheng are here!

Feng Qiang looked at Ge Zhan in disbelief, why was he here?

Following Ge Zhan and Jing Sansheng, Chu Dao, Yu Yuexian, Wang Qian, Chu Qianxun, Han Yao, Li Chong, and Chai Ziyue came in.

"Why...are you all here?"

Feng Qiang discovered that most of the centaurs in Mount Fuyu were actually here.

Ge Zhan coughed for a while before calming down and said: "A reckless man like Kun... even asked Wu Xiong to issue an order to ask for help. Wu Xiong, a proud and stubborn donkey, did so. The situation inside is not optimistic!"

Although Ge Zhanren was old, he could see better than anyone else that something big must have happened, which is why Qin Kun was so cautious.

Ge Zhan already knew about Wu Xiong's promotion to the top class. Let me ask, including Nie Yuxuan, the three top class Fuyu Mountains are stationed in the Eighteen Villages of the South China Sea and all have to ask for help. Isn't this enough to explain some problems?

What's more, the wonderful and good people are also there.

Feng Qiang immediately understood the seriousness of the matter: "Mr. Ge, how are you going to help him?"

"Don't worry about what's going on inside. Sansheng and the others can go on a trip to Brunei, right?"

After Ge Zhan finished speaking, Jing Sansheng explained that according to the news sent by Wu Xiong, Brunei leads directly to Gui Village, and the sea area inside is vast. They don't know the terrain inside, and even super-class people feel the danger. It would be inappropriate to rush in. It is better to stay near the spiritual pass that Wu Xiong mentioned, in case a large number of fierce ghosts enter the world.

"Is this arranged by Qin Kun?"

"This was arranged by Wu Xiong."

After Feng Qiang heard this, he didn't want to ask any more questions. Qin Kun deeply trusted him, but Wu Xiong was also the former head of the Southern Sect, and Yang Shen was optimistic about it. No matter who arranges the two, they are both reliable.

He immediately agreed and arranged a plane to fly directly to Brunei.

Before they left, Feng Qiang said, "Are these people enough?"

Ge Zhan said: "A group of people have already gone to the Secret Sect of China. Crazy Zuo told me that there are even people from Europe to help with boxing."

Has the Ghost Council sent people? !

Feng Qiang raised the corner of his eyes. He knew that the news from the Ghost Council had been received earlier than he had. He looked at Feng Dong, who smiled bitterly: "Secretary, my mobile phone card is full and the signal is garbled. I changed the number several times and couldn't get through at all. Just flew back straight now.”

After all, Feng Dong didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

Feng Qiang held back his frustration and sent Ge Zhan and the others away.

After Ge Zhan and the others left, Feng Qiang hurriedly called Sao Jinchen in the name of asking.

Now that Sakonchen is guarding Bailong Temple, the relationship with him has been eased, but this guy is uncertain about good and evil. Thirty years ago, he acted as he said and almost killed Ge Zhan by mistake. Feng Qiang has always had an inexplicable fear of Sakonomi.

"Zuo Xuanru."

"If you have anything to say, tell me quickly! I don't like being around you."

Feng Qiang's chest heaved, and he hit the table with his iron fist, spilling tea: "Crazy Zuo, I haven't settled the accounts with you for some things before. Don't set things up for me!"

"Aren't I afraid of you? Come with your twelve investigators, the chief and deputy team leaders from the eighteen regions of Kyushu! Let's see who wants to settle accounts with whom."

Feng Qiang's prestige was ruined. Although he was very hurt, he still went straight to the point: "I only ask you one question, why did the Ghost Council know the news faster than me in the Eighteen Ghost Villages in the South China Sea?"

"Everyone in the Secret Sect has a secret way of delivering messages. There are many wizards and prophets sitting in the Ghost Council. Is it strange to see and receive some messages?"

Feng Qiang was stunned. The divination wizard and the unreliable-sounding prophet turned out to have the greatest role in delivering news?

Zuo Jinchen's sarcastic voice came: "Then why do you think Yang Shen asked Hong Yi to train so many Zhuzong disciples for the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation? Thanks to your stupid father, you actually drove them away as if they were magicians. Since then, Cutting off the ears and eyes is amazing..."

Feng Qiang's blood accumulated in his chest, and he could no longer bear Sakon Chen's tone. He said, "See you later," and hung up the phone angrily.