"The first seven..." Shang Jianyao repeated this slightly weird noun and asked curiously, "Where does this word come from?"

Xiong Ming curled his lips invisibly and said:

“It is said to be a part of the old world’s new birth or funeral ceremony.

"This is the area under my command of Siming."

Shang Jianyao seemed to find this interesting and asked quickly:

“What else is there besides the ‘first seven’?

"Which one is empty? When I become a saint, I can choose one for myself."

"It's a big ambition, it's not bad. This is the courage we new humans should have." Xiong Ming nodded slightly and expressed his approval.

He seemed to have thought about this question, and his wood-carved eyes shone slightly:

“The known ones are ‘full moon’, ‘100 days’, ‘combusting’, ‘worship’, ‘funeral’, ‘fellow’, ‘five’, ‘fellow’, ‘fellow’, ‘fellow’, ‘cry’…

"There are 'commorials', 'crystals', '100-days', and 'commorials' are still empty. You can consider one of these four, or find ways to take over the titles of other saints."

Shang Jianyao seriously discussed with Xiong Ming which name sounds better, and then asked:

"Which department is the first seven saints masters from?"

Xiong Ming looked at Shang Jianyao with his eyes that seemed unable to turn for a few seconds, and smiled softly:

"You should ask the Holy Master of the Way.

"I shouldn't and can't interfere with it."

The Holy Master of the Spirit... Shang Jianyao wrote down this name without making a sound.

This should be the most mysterious of the saints.

"Then I'll go back and ask again." Shang Jianyao did not force it.

He looked at the fluorescent lights on the ceiling and asked again casually:

"How did Shen Du die?

"Who made him suffer from 'heartless disease', or, in other words, look like 'heartless disease'?"

"Who is Shen Du?" Xiong Ming frowned and asked.

"Ah... that's fine." Shang Jianyao smiled.

Xiong Ming thought about it:

"I have not seen any awakened person's ability to make others a 'unintentional person', and there is nothing that looks like."

Shang Jianyao nodded and said without delaying his time:

"I have to go now."

He was worried that the more he asked, the more he showed his strength, and the effect of the "reasoning clown" was destroyed.

At such a close distance, "cardiac arrest" can kill people directly.

Moreover, he also obtained the most critical information, so there was no need to stay any longer.

Xiong Ming, wearing a black tweed top, smiled and raised his hand, waved:

"goodbye."

"Goodbye." Shang Jianyao smiled with sunshine and brightness, and his palms were waving with enthusiasm and force.

Saying goodbye to Xiong Ming, he entered the corresponding elevator and swiped the card to turn on the number "647".

…………

Because of the courage to train in the second round, Jiang Baimian still hid in the next door in a self-defeating manner. Whenever something is wrong, he will immediately appear to appease the team members.

However, it was not yet 8 o'clock, and it was still early to turn off the lights. Jiang Baimian leaned on a sofa quite relaxedly, looking at the information he had brought in advance.

"I am just too worried." Seeing Shang Jianyao come in, Jiang Baimian muttered loudly.

She immediately put away her casual legs and sat upright:

"How is it? Are there any gains?"

She knew that Shang Jianyao would go to Xiong Ming to make friends tonight.

This is also one of the reasons why she stayed on the 647th floor tonight.

If this is not the case, if Shang Jianyao gets important, critical and urgent information, he will not be able to submit it as soon as possible.

Sometimes, the time flies.

"He admitted that he was the one who killed Wang Yafei." Shang Jianyao said the key point first.

Then, he sat on a chair opposite the sofa and repeated Xiong Ming's words as completely as possible.

Jiang Baimian originally had a serious face when he heard it, but the four words "The First Seven Saints" seemed to have some magic power, which instantly defeated her psychological defense line, making her laugh out loud:

"Haha, your sect, haha, it's such a genius to name it!

"I have read the description of funerals in some books in the Old World. Who knew that someone actually used the links as their own title. Haha, it's so funny, haha, don't you think this is full of incongruity?"

After laughing for a while, Jiang Baimian covered her stomach and said "seriously":

"Xiong Ming still doesn't know enough about the funeral. I think there is a title that you will definitely like.

"Singing the Spiritual Master, singing scriptures specifically for funerals."

Shang Jianyao finished listening attentively and shook his head:

"Team leader, this is a very serious matter."

At this moment, Jiang Baimian seemed to have the feeling that both sides had the wrong script again.

"Ah? What did you say?" She touched her ears habitually, "Well, this matter involves two lives, and we cannot deviate from the point of view."

Shang Jianyao responded seriously:

“It’s very serious to get a title.”

"..." Jiang Baimian took a sudden breath, looked Shang Jianyao up and down several times, as if looking for where to do it.

After a few seconds, she exhaled turbid air and said seriously:

"Since Xiong Ming has admitted that our speculation has been confirmed, and he is obviously unwilling to reveal the true identity of the saint behind him, then we should report the matter as soon as possible.

"If you continue to investigate, it is very dangerous and easy to be exposed, and there is no need for this."

Shang Jianyao did not insist:

"good."

Jiang Baimian leaned back slightly, clasped his right fist between his mouth and nose, and put on a thoughtful posture:

“The question now is how to report it and who to report it.

“I don’t want to become an ‘unintentional’.”

Shen Du is the lesson of the past.

Before Shang Jianyao could speak, she laughed at herself and said:

"The other party is like shrouded in fog, hidden in the darkness. We have no way of knowing who is their members and who is not."

"I am." Shang Jianyao answered very affirmatively.

"..." Jiang Baimian was speechless, "I mean, now I can't even be sure that there are no members of the "Life Sacrifice" among the senior management of the Ministry of Security or the board of directors. If they report to them, it will be a big problem."

Shang Jianyao thought for a moment and said confidently:

"I have a way."

"What method?" Jiang Baimian was ready to get a strange answer.

She didn't stop it because she felt that this might bring inspiration. After all, Shang Jianyao's perspective on problems is indeed different from that of normal people.

Shang Jianyao said eagerly:

"Snooze into the radio station, control Houyi, and interject this news in the middle of the news.

"At that time, everyone can hear that those senior officials who are not the "Life Sacrifice" will take action immediately!"

After listening carefully, Jiang Baimian thought about it carefully, and blurted out:

"Wow, this method is pretty good.

“This idea is really good, good.

"Since the 'Life Sacrifice' has not controlled the company and dare not preach in a big way, it means that they are a minority, and even if there are senior executives, there are definitely not many. As long as we make this news public and let most senior executives know, the difficulty of their troubles will rise sharply, and we cannot even continue to survive."

Shang Jianyao immediately stood up:

"I'll go now!"

"Stop!" Jiang Baimian called out this guy in time.

She said angrily:
To be continued...