Dr. Wang, who is over 200 years old, should have some wonderful bloodline. His neck is longer than his head now, and when he is napping at a meeting, his back will sometimes accidentally reveal his turtle shell. Even so, in recent years, everyone can feel that his reaction is getting slower and slower and his movements are getting slower, like an old clock that is gradually losing motivation, ready to stop at any time, so they silently take care of him, fearing that they will not be able to see one day.

But Grandma Yu is seven or eight hundred years old and has not changed at all for so many years. So how did she stay young forever?

It is definitely not possible to pull the skin, and the hospitals in the Grade 3 cannot pull the skin for eight hundred years.

"So... I remembered something." Xiao Zheng frowned. "I used to be responsible for security work. Every time the old director attended the Penglai meeting, I was accompanied by him. I seemed to have never seen Grandma Yu use any special skills."

"Don't say that you are afraid of society. I have never seen anyone who always greets her in front of her for nothing." Wang Ze said, "A few years ago, the Penglai Conference organized several competitions to cultivate young people. Fengshen was led by me. At that time, Xiaogu had just arrived and was muddy. Mr. Yan asked me to take more care of the newcomers. I think that even if the old lady is a big man with a status in the world, even if he can't make friends, it would be good to take the children to have a long experience. As a result, I took people to visit several times. I never met anyone. The old lady either met or said she had a rest. Later, a few days later, the team had an emergency task to summon the Perspective Eye. As soon as Gu Yuexi left, Grandma Yu immediately called me to go over and talk... I thought there was something strange at the time, but I didn't dare to think about her in Perspective Eye."

Director Huang pondered for a moment and put down his pen: "If Grandma Yu lived to this day by devouring the so-called 'true pill' - that is, the vitality of other special talents, it may also mean that the history of the Benzhen Cult is longer than we imagined. Grandma Yu herself has a close relationship with this Benzhen Cult, and may even be the initiator. Let's assume that she is, what is the purpose of the series of things she has recently developed?"

Xuan Ji glanced at Sheng Lingyuan and said carefully: "This is a long story..."

It is not possible to not disclose Chi Yuan’s situation to the official, but he has not yet thought about how to disclose it and how to make up the words while hiding his identity.

Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand to interrupt him, attracting everyone's attention, and saw him unscrew the bottle of mineral water and pouring it on the conference table.

The few people sitting opposite him subconsciously hid back, but saw that the water in the water bottle was not sprinkled on the table, and the mineral water condensed on the table, turning into a small fish made of water.

The little fish floated leisurely, as if swimming in the water. A female voice came from the fish's belly: "The human demons are only recorded in Qingpingsi's ancient scrolls. I used to think it was a legend."

Xiao Zheng: "This is..."

"The conversation between Yanqiushan and his group accidentally heard a few words after they sneaked into the sea." Sheng Lingyuan leaned on the back of the chair and said leisurely, "The one who just spoke was the self-immolation puppet."

Immediately afterwards, in the underwater tomb passage, Yan Qiushan and the wanted criminals' conversation about "Chian Yuan Reignition" was reproduced in a lot of information. The conversation was huge, and the entire conference room was silent and stunned.

After the release, the small fish with mineral water condensed spit out a bubble, Sheng Lingyuan pointed it casually, and the small fish "gulp" dispersed, and was beaten into countless fine water droplets by a wisp of black mist, scattered in the dry conference room. The air moistened a lot, and faintly, there seemed to be a hint of refreshing fragrance mixed in it.

After a while, Wang Ze picked up his tongue on the ground and stuttered: "I... I'm afraid it's not a fake water system."

"Don't interrupt," Xiao Zheng kicked him under the table. The shorthand in the meeting record book was messy, and his speech speed was faster. "In other words, they believed that Chiyuan was a sealed source of abnormal energy. In recent years, the birth rate of special energy has increased and the frequent abnormal energy events are all because the seal is loose? This... this is too..."

"No, the statistics he said are correct." Huang Director suddenly said that the only ordinary person present was the calmest one. "I have been following the topic of special energy birth rate. It is indeed highly positively correlated with the frequency of abnormal energy events. High birth rate is often accompanied by natural disasters and man-made disasters. Therefore, the ancients have always said that "the evil spirits come from troubled times". In major historical events with detailed documents in modern times, the more people die, the higher the special energy birth rate from that year to the second year. This birth rate is to a certain extent - about one ten thousand, and then a cliff-like decline will occur, which has been maintained at a low level for several years, until the next turmoil. This situation has happened thirty-five times since the records have been recorded, which is consistent with their statement."

Although there are people who are flirting with everyday temper and those who are cute, they are not too careless to get to this level. Their eyes are concentrated on Director Huang. For the first time, it was known that this ordinary director had "airborne".

Xiao Zheng curled his fingers and asked intently: "Director Huang, is this recorded in ancient documents donated by Qingpingsi?"

"At the beginning of the establishment of our bureau, local special energy organizations donated a large number of precious documents and magic circles and talismans to express their support. He Cuiyu also contributed a lot of antique files from Qingpingsi, but this part of the information happened to be missing." Huang explained quickly, "The rulers of our country have attached great importance to the census work. As an ancient special energy management agency, it is not necessary to lack such important information, so we have done a lot of research in private and have made some speculations and ideas about it."

"we are……"

"You old Director Xiang Zhang, Dr. Wang from Gu Xiuke, and a few of us who used to be responsible for the affairs of the different control bureau and the statistics... and my lover." Director Huang smiled, "Well, by the way, my lover is also a very capable person, but she doesn't have much ability. Apart from being with her, she doesn't have to bring a calculator. She is usually similar to ordinary people. She has been doing logistics and has long stopped working in the bureau. You don't know each other, so I didn't mention it."

At the age of Director Huang, his wife may have retired. Since she is not in the bureau, she is just a family member. Director Huang has just mentioned it, and Xiao Zheng didn't ask much: "The old director has known you a long time ago?"

"Lao Xiang is my old friend. When he left, he asked me, an ordinary person, to bite the bullet and sit in this position. I think he should have more or less foresaw what is happening now and the cracks that may be between ordinary people and special talents in the future. He even suggested that the root cause might be Chiyuan," Director Huang sighed, "Oh, it's a pity that the hero is in twilight, and time is not waiting for anyone."

Sheng Lingyuan looked at Huang Bureau in a little surprised. Before Feng Chiyuan, he forbidden to burn books. All the words, articles, and artifacts about humanoid races, demon races, and Chiyuan were collected and burned, and artificially created a inheritance fault. Until now, even the last fire guards were confused and did not want to be relied on by a few mortals... What statistics have been discovered.

"Mr. Jianling, I'm sorry, in the extraordinary times, before your ID has been completed, please get involved in our affairs." Director Huang turned to him, "You are a spirit with history, what's the name?"

Sheng Lingyuan and Xuan Ji spoke at the same time.

Xuan Ji: "Spirit..."

Sheng Lingyuan: "Sheng Xiao."

Director Huang: "…"

This name sounds so familiar!

Xuan Ji almost came up in one breath, but then he calmly added: "The previous master's surname is Sheng, my sword is 'Xiao', and we are the spirit of the weapon. The sword is determined to be released. Even if it violates the taboo of any venerable in the future, there is no way to do it. It's just not called it."

Most Chinese names have two or three characters, and four characters are rare. "Xiao" is not a rare and difficult to detect. It is normal to have a duplicate name, and this explanation is reasonable. But for some reason, Xuan Ji suddenly felt a little upset when he heard his statement "the master's surname is Sheng".

"Sheng...Sheng..." Although Director Huang accepted his statement, it was a bit hindered to pronounce his full name inexplicably. "Mr. Sheng, do you know a lot about the Yin Shen Sheng? If the suspect is He Cuiyu, why do you think she chose to take action now?"

It is called "cuiyu", and it is also a water system. It is described as a mixed-blood small snake spirit. It is a task that Sheng Lingyuan would not take seriously during his lifetime.

How much wind and rain can a mixed-blooded demon from the last Qingpingsi? There are too many ancient secrets involved. Even if the little snake demon who is arrogant and calls himself "old lady" has not lived in vain for seven hundred years, he may not know so much after reading the five thousand years of Qingpingsi's classics.

However, His Majesty has always been thinking about it and saying it, and he can only say a few more words to Xuan Ji, the trouble-free junior of the Fire Guardian.

Since Director Huang had made an assumption, he was too lazy to correct it. He answered: "The seal of Chiyuan is not loose, and the demon summoned by the Yinshen Festival cannot wake up. In addition, I think her life is coming soon, and I am a little anxious - although I don't understand why she hasn't lived enough yet."

Xiao Zheng asked: "Can the Yin Shen Festival only summon human demons? How many ancient demons were there in total? Can we narrow down the future investigation direction?"

Wang Ze pondered: "When he was in the sea, Mr. Yan seemed to have said that the connection between humans and demons and laws is part of the 'tribulation' and 'luck'. There are 'tribulations', so he believed that there are only a limited number of humans and demons in the world, and each tribe may have only one, one less one blow..."

Sheng Lingyuan nodded: "Yes, the 'catastrophe' of a clan is only enough to produce one demon, but not every clan can produce a 'human demon'. As the name suggests, the 'human demon' cannot be a 'mao feathered and scaled mane'. This is the endowment of the human race. The demon heart comes from the three poisons of 'greed, anger, and ignorance'. In other words, before Chiyuan banned, the human demon could only come from the human race and humanoid race."

"What, what? What is the 'humanoid'?" Wang Ze suspected that the boss was not speaking Mandarin, and every word was correct and he didn't understand one sentence together.

"The feathered and scaled mane are those who swim in the water flying in the sky and running on the ground, and eggs are not born with fetal births." Sheng Lingyuan had already used Yanqiu Mountain to name the key information, and Xuan Ji took over the conversation. "Humanoids refer to the three major tribes that looked very similar to the human tribe back then, witches, high mountain people and shadow people. In ancient times, there was also a saying that the three major human tribes represented the three poisons of the human tribe, "greed, anger, and ignorance"... "

Sheng Lingyuan smiled softly: "The human race is too arrogant."

"This is not the point, it's all said it's folk rumors." Xuan Ji quickly pulled him back from the edge of a dangerous speech, searched the inheritance in his mind, and told everyone in a script that what the three major human races are, and said, "The human race and human race have a total of four human races, so there are at most four humans and demons. Now the other party's three consecutive gloomy sacrifices have failed. After all, there should be only the 'shadowman' left."

Wang Ze asked: "Who is the Shadowman's demon? This race seems to be extinct, how can it be destroyed?"

"Uh... it's very difficult for filmmakers to reproduce. Underages have no fertility, and the conditions for adulthood are to recognize their masters... The relationship between filmmakers and their masters... You know, they are similar to their husbands and wives, and they are the least favorable little lovers. But the offspring born in this way are based on the master's race, not filmmakers. Only a pair of purebred filmmakers can give birth to filmmakers. Who would be willing to send their lovers to 'mating'?" Xuan Ji looked back at Sheng Lingyuan with uncertainty, "So it was naturally extinct, right?"

Sheng Lingyuan: "No."

Xuan Ji: "..."

"Shadows are valuable. At that time, there were shadow dealers who specialized in breeding filmmakers and raised a group of adult filmmakers who specialized in breeding. In the third year of Qizheng, the court issued a decree to prohibit the sale and gift of filmmakers, and killed more than a hundred and ten filmmakers a year. In the middle of the five years, the Qingping Office issued the "Shadows Law", which required all the owners of the filmmakers to be buried with them afterwards. There were three tribes of Yi who had harbored the owners of the owners."

He said it lightly, but the bloody smell between the lines is creepy, depicting an era of blood and fire casting for people three thousand years later.

"As for who this tribe is," Sheng Lingyuan rarely tucked his eyebrows lightly. After a moment, he shook his head, "Sorry, I haven't heard of it, I don't know."

Xuan Ji became confused - after the seal was hung in Chiyuan in the sixth year of Qizheng, although the fire was not extinguished, it definitely did not have the energy to create human demons again. Therefore, if the Shadowman race had ever produced human demons, it must have been before Qizheng's sixth year.

Sealing human demons will alarm the world. Whether it is sealed by himself or others, Sheng Lingyuan will not be "unheard of".

So...has this Shadowman's demon never been sealed? Then can he watch Chi Yuan be sealed and his source of power disappear, and he is indifferent?

Unless this nameless demon is tired of living like His Majesty.

So far, there are four ancient demons known to have no interest in harming the world. They are only concerned about being buried in peace. The probability of suicide is as high as 50%. What kind of spirit is this? Are local specialty monsters born specifically to protect world peace?

At this moment, Wang Ze's phone suddenly shook. He wanted to hang up directly, but after seeing clearly that Gu Yuexi's caller ID was picked up: "Sorry, leaders, you have to answer this... Hello, Yue'er, is it Mr. Yan...really!"

Blue veins and blood vessels floated on Wang Ze's forehead, and his expression was so excited that he had a ferocious expression: "You, you... what happened to you? Our investigation progress is very fast. Let him recover well. Don't rush to use his assistance and cooperation. Don't put pressure on him, and don't tell him if he heard about Zhichun? He is still...ah?"

After a while, Wang Ze put down the phone: "Mr. Yan is awake."

Xuan Ji came back to his senses and asked, "Why, I sound like someone who missed Zhichun's affairs to him? Team Gu is not like such an unstable person."

"He knows," Wang Ze murmured, "he was still sane at that time, and he... saw it and remembered it."

"President Yan asked Gu Yuexi to tell me that he had sneaked into the Benzhen Cult for three years and all the information he collected was hidden in the house he rented with a fake identity. He originally wanted to... if he died, we would definitely investigate his fake identity afterwards, so that we could find it according to the clues," Wang Ze cleared his throat hard, "And... he would set off to return to the headquarters as soon as possible, cooperate with memory retrieval, and testify to Yu Po... He Cuiyu."

Director Huang couldn't help asking: "What about his injuries?"

"The metal system is a well-known 'tough guy' system, and has a very strong self-healing ability," said Xiao Zheng. "As long as they have a breath, they can temporarily requisition various metal objects into the body, fill in the injured organs and tissues, and do not have any rejection reactions, he..."

He was still willing to try his best to maintain his mind on the front line, and was willing to wake up and face the fact that he gained and lost again.

This matter has not been done yet, so he refused to lie down.

Xuan Ji couldn't help but be stunned. Even Sheng Lingyuan was a little surprised. Suddenly, he had less unreasonable disgust for Yanqiu Mountain.
Chapter completed!