Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Chapter 165 An opportunity

Bai Yujing!

Climb the tower!

Quan Xiaotong was crouching on the desk reviewing files. On his right side, there was a backlog of half-person-high copywriting that needed to be reviewed and confirmed by him before it could be put into storage and archived.

These are all intelligence collected from supervisory departments in various places, covering strange things in the monk world, major cases, important news about sects in major states, etc.

First, they were specially sorted and classified by Dengquelou, and finally reviewed by Quan Xiaotong. You can imagine how tedious Quan Xiaotong's day was.

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In the past few years, he has not thought about training someone to sit here instead of him so that he can escape. Unfortunately, this job is too demanding on determination. It is extremely difficult to find a suitable person among the younger generation of the Supervision Department in the building. Seedlings come out.

"I don't know what the situation is like over there in Huaizhou Mansion. My heart keeps beating when the little boy named Han is there."

After a while, Quan Xiaotong finished flipping through another file and put it on his left hand. He raised his head and showed a hint of tiredness. The group of people going to Southern Xinjiang should be halfway there now.

After all, the Corpse Refining lineage is a hidden danger. If it only targets the monk world, we wouldn't be afraid of it, but its methods are cruel and unscrupulous. Once it resurfaces, it will probably cause chaos in the world.

For this reason, the court cannot tolerate it.

At this time, a monk who climbed the tower hurried in, holding a messenger bird in his hand.

"Sir, a letter from Huaizhou Prefecture."

He was really afraid of what would come. Quan Xiaotong was not afraid that there would be no news from Huaizhou Mansion. What he was most afraid of was that news would come back.

News came back that something was wrong.

He put down the file he was about to pick up, Huo Ran stood up and walked down, took the messenger bird and pulled out the letter paper, then handed the messenger bird to the monk before opening the letter paper and reading it.

His gloomy face suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of shock. Then he looked at it several times again as if to confirm, and finally crumpled the paper into a ball and squeezed it tightly.

"Damn it, I can't handle this!"

Fortunately, the letter was not news about an accident in Huaizhou Mansion, but a piece of information sent by Sikong Du urgently.

He was successful this time, but Quan Xiaotong really wanted to beat him.

The content of the letter was very simple. It mentioned the elixir that Han Yu had taken out and described its positive and negative effects.

Now he really felt Zhao Yulin's feeling of being unable to control himself, knowing that this was a fucking trap.

But you can’t do it without stepping on it.

Jue Er Dan, listen to all sounds within a hundred miles, this medicine is simply born for the Supervision Department.

Once the Inspectorate has this ability, all those monsters and monsters will be able to escape. It is even said that if the Inspectorate wants to track a person in the future, unless he is hundreds of miles away in an instant, none of them will be able to escape them. Palm.

As for monitoring intelligence, it is even more terrifying...

Quan Xiaotong actually made up his mind when he first read the letter.

Our Supervision Department wants this elixir, and whoever snatches it has to chop off whose claws.

But the only problem is who will take this pill.

The side effects are clearly written in it. This kind of gifted ability cannot be controlled normally and can only be passively accepted.

In other words, all sounds within a hundred miles will continue to appear in his ears, and the horror of them makes him shudder just thinking about them.

And the deafness within ten meters.

The effects are terrible, and the cost is equally terrible.

It is indeed Han Yu's usual style.

Can't this bastard come up with a decent elixir? You have to torture people like this.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but gnashed his teeth, and at such an advanced age, he finally broke his energy and cursed his mother directly.

"Go, who in the Supervision Department dares to take this elixir? If you are promoted to the third level, you can choose any of the ten magic weapons in the building. If you don't want the magic weapon, you can choose any of the magic weapons. Hurry up. I will have it in an hour. reply."

What made him most angry was that Sikong Du's letter also stated that the elixir was about to expire.

Damn it, grandma, I'm going to be buried soon. The elixirs I didn't finish when I was young haven't expired yet, and yours will expire.

After receiving the letter, the monk was eager to give it a try because his master had given him too much. However, when he saw clearly the contents of the letter, he immediately ran away with the letter. Others don't know the power of the elixir, but none of these monks who have been engaged in collecting intelligence for a long time don't know the power of Han Yu's elixir.

If it were a pill as powerful as Zhao Yulin's, many people might be able to bite the bullet and take it. After all, in addition to the side effects, it would also make them stronger.

However, the power of Jueer Dan is based on the strategic sense, not the personal sense. The sacrifice is too great and the cultivation level is not enhanced in any way.

It was said to be an hour, but it only took half an hour for the monk who ran away with the letter to come back and carefully returned the letter to Quan Xiaotong.

No one in the entire Supervision Department dares to eat?

Quan Xiaotong stared blankly at the empty hall except for the monks who had returned, and a burst of fire instantly broke out.

There is no one who dares to eat in such a huge tower, which is simply ridiculous.

"A group of people who are afraid of death are worse than Zhao Yulin. They are really worthless."

The monk was also aggrieved. This is not what you said before, my lord. A few days ago, you specifically used Zhao Yulin's behavior in the building as a warning, but today you contradicted him.

When Quan Xiaotong was still angry, an old voice suddenly came in.

As the voice fell, an old figure gradually walked in, followed by a child of about eleven or twelve years old, with red lips and white teeth, but a pair of ears that were unusually large.

"Mr. Gao!"

Quan Xiaotong was slightly surprised when he saw the person coming, but he quickly stood up to greet him.

The person's name was Gao Feng, who was now over seventy years old and was the deputy owner of Dengque Tower. He was now semi-retired and rarely intervened in the affairs of the Supervisory Department.

When the Supervisory Department of Dengque Tower was first established, it was in a state of disrepair. This deputy owner was devoted to the work and focused on the Supervisory Department, which led to excessive mental exhaustion. Now he was unable to handle the affairs, so he gradually let go of the affairs.

In fact, he had already thought of resigning as the deputy owner, but Quan Xiaotong had always suppressed him.

This person has been busy for most of his life. Now that the Supervisory Department is getting better, Quan Xiaotong wants to keep the old man to take a few more glances.

It's just that he rarely comes here on weekdays, but he came here today.

"Old Quan, I want my little grandson to join the Supervisory Department."

After Gao Feng came in, the old voice opened his mouth.

With Gao Feng's authority, why does he need to come here in person to get someone into the Supervisory Department? He can make the decision on such matters himself.

But getting a little boy into the Supervisory Department is something that has never happened before. It stands to reason that with Old Gao's mentality, he would never do such a thing.

While Quan Xiaotong was still confused, he couldn't help but glance at the little boy's protruding ears, and suddenly remembered something.

This little grandson of Old Gao was born deaf, so Yaoguang Tower had worked hard to treat it, but it had been helpless for a long time, and later gave up.

"Old Gao, don't mess around, you may not know about Han Yu's affairs..."

Quan Xiaotong hurriedly stopped him, this matter was not a joke.

Gao Feng waved his hand to interrupt, sighing, "Although I don't care about the affairs, I am still worried about the things in the building. I know about this little kid surnamed Han."

"Since you know, you should know that this elixir is not a joke. Even the monks in our building dare not eat it. How can Gao Jue bear it at such a young age?"

Quan Xiaotong persuaded him hurriedly.

Gao Feng's turbid eyes glanced at Gao Jue who was silent on the side. A child of this age should be lively and noisy at this age.

But this child has always been as quiet as water, pitifully quiet.

"Gao Jue is now also in the Divine Bridge Realm. He has liked reading Taoist scriptures and Buddhist classics since he was a child. His mind should be able to withstand the side effects of the elixir."

As for his body, this is his only chance.

After saying that, Gao Feng patted the child's shoulder, stretched out two fingers towards him and slightly bent and stretched them. The child immediately understood and knelt down quietly.

"Give the child a chance!"