I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

The next day, Wang Zijia finished breakfast with Bai Qian waiting on her.

As always, when he arrived at the street corner, there happened to be a carriage parked at the street corner without any passengers. When Wang Zijia waved, the other party rushed over immediately.

"Chang Immortal, where are you going?" the coachman asked enthusiastically.

"Wan Yuzhai!" Wang Zijia said calmly and got into the carriage.

"Okay!" the coachman replied before driving forward.

After passing through the streets, for a moment, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Why did you stop?" Wang Zijia frowned slightly and asked as he opened the car curtain.

After seeing the surrounding situation clearly, Wang Zijia was stunned.

The carriage stopped in an alley at some unknown time, and the coachman was nowhere to be found. In the alley, in front of the carriage, a man stood with his back to the carriage.

"Who asked you to fire your nanny, and who asked you to go to the west of the city to adopt a child? How did you teach me before you started lurking?"

"For half a year, you are not allowed to change any of the target's identity information. You must remain absolutely silent and wait for admission. This will prevent any possibility of being watched during the background check."

"Didn't I teach you these before starting?"

"I'm just going to let you stay silent for half a year, and then someone will take care of you after you join the sect. Why can't you do such a small thing well?"

"Or do you think that this turmoil has caused all the adults in the hall to die, so you can become lawless?"

"Do you know how many people were lost in order to bury your line urgently? If you had an accident, you would have been delayed..."

As Wang Zijia opened the car door, the man with his back turned to him, while speaking, turned around and scolded Wang Zijia with an angry look on his face.

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned again: "Why have you lost so much weight? Damn it, the shape of your face has also changed a lot. How do you maintain it... Well, who are you?"

Wang Zijia, who was slightly stunned, originally thought about whether to deceive him and try to get more information. After hearing the other party's words, the cold light in his eyes suddenly increased.

Raising his hand, six spears shot out.

Under the control of Dacheng-level clay, his earth magic has undergone great changes.

The spears turned into lightning, two of them penetrated his shoulders, two penetrated his thighs, and two penetrated his palms, instantly fixing him on the wall in the alley.

"Um!"

Only then did the strong man recover from his surprise. He gritted his teeth and let out a muffled groan to prevent himself from making too much noise.

"Who are you?" The strong man looked at Wang Zijia with a distorted expression, probably because he was enduring the pain, and asked again.

Wang Zijia ignored the other party, jumped out of the carriage, and then looked at the strong man carefully.

He has an ordinary middle-aged face and a strong figure, with a hint of a working man. It gives people an extremely ordinary feeling, looking like a mortal doing manual labor.

Probably because of Wang Zijia's attack, he still subconsciously affected the spiritual power in his body. His cultivation level is not high. He is a junior boy and has practiced Taoism for less than ten years.

"Tell me what the situation is." Wang Zijia looked at the other person and said with an indifferent expression.

Obviously, this should be the force behind the lurking people who he had been worried about before but never showed up.

"You're not No. 9, you're Wang Zijia?" The strong man was stunned when he heard this. After hesitation, he shook his head and said: "No, you definitely can't be Wang Zijia. The higher-ups have been investigating you for several years, and it's impossible for such a big person to appear. Wrong!"

"You don't seem to understand the situation yet?" Wang Zijia's eyes were slightly cold and he did not answer the other party's words.

"Oh, no matter who you are, if you dare to touch our people, the hall will not let you go!" The strong man stared at Wang Zijia with a fierce look on his face.

"Yeah?"

Wang Zijia looked slightly cold, turned over his hand and took out a jade box, and quickly extracted a little bit of evil breath from it.

"You...you..." Looking at Wang Zijia's movements, the strong man with a ferocious expression suddenly looked horrified. Looking at the aura of evil in his hand, he seemed to have seen something terrible.

"Huh? Do you know this thing?" Wang Zijia raised his eyebrows and looked at the strong man with the breath of evil.

The strong man couldn't hide his fear, stopped shouting and remained silent.

"Oh, I really can't shed tears until I see the coffin." After saying that, his magic power fluctuated slightly, and he used the aura of the evil seed as a medium to seed the strong man with his spiritual roots.

The strong man watched the breath enter his mouth, his whole body trembled, and his face was full of fear.

When the evil seed was used as a guide and the spiritual root demon invaded the opponent, Wang Zijia actually felt some strange power resisting.

After a few breaths, the red copper weight brought Wang Zijia to the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, and a piece of weight emerged.

After rummaging quickly for a moment, the weights were retrieved one by one.

Weight: Ghost Spirit Shadow Skill

Cultivation: Early childhood stage

Value: 834

Introduction: The basic training techniques of the Demon Sect Bone Soul Guan Dark Hall have extremely strong concealment properties.

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Weight: Latent Miscellaneous Studies

Value: 67

Introduction: A disciple of the Dark Hall of the Demon Sect's Bone Soul Temple, a summary of experience gained through decades of training, lurking, disguise, and intensive research.

Soul bone view?

Isn't this the force to which the goat-headed monster belongs?

Although soul searching was not possible, Wang Zijia already had some understanding by looking at these two weights. Then Wang Zijia withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"What did you do to me?" The strong man said tremblingly in fear.

"A member of the Bone Soul Temple?" Wang Zijia did not answer the other party, but raised an eyebrow and asked with a half-smile.

"You!" The strong man was speechless for a moment, his face full of shock.

"Now let's talk about the situation." Wang Zijia said calmly.

The strong man didn't react, no longer yelling, and didn't reply. Wang Zijia's face turned cold and his mind moved.

"Ah... No, I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

The strong man trembled all over. Although he didn't know what Wang Zijia had done to him, he clearly felt that the mana in his body was rioting, as if it would explode in the next moment.

What was even more terrifying was that he clearly felt that if the other party really took action, he would become a useless person, his cultivation would be completely scrapped, and he would become a mortal. This was more terrible than physical torture.

And his whole person seemed to be controlled by the other party at will.

"Let me first talk about the hidden things about my identity." Wang Zijia said calmly.

"Several years ago, we selected your family, and then began to make the shaping gel, identify and cultivate No. 9. It was originally used for the daily deep dive plan."

"But because the higher-ups urgently needed a group of low-level boys to enter Wanyu Sect to do something, half a year ago, your father accidentally got an entry token, and then let him die accidentally, so as to facilitate the entry operation after replacing you."

The strong man's two sentences made Wang Zijia understand the cause and effect of the original owner's family's entire experience.

"Who else knows my detailed information?" Wang Zijia frowned slightly and said seriously.

"No, they are all dead. The line on your side should have been activated for several years. It was activated urgently because there was a need in Wanyu Sect."

"But just after the line was laid, after the list was reported, there was no specific operation, because the Ghost Sheep Hall Master accidentally discovered the matter of the fairy root and fought with Wanyu...ah!"

While the strong man was talking, I don't know what triggered it. The whole person suddenly twisted, and the flesh and blood squirmed, as if something was about to come out of the body.