Chronicles of Celestial Origins

"How many monks do you have in the Zheng family? How many foundation-building monks? What are their cultivation levels?" came the man's words.

Zheng Kaicheng hurriedly said: "There are fifty-two monks in the Zheng family, including three foundation-building monks. The head of the family is in the middle stage of foundation-building, and the remaining two uncles are in the early-stage foundation-building stage."

"Who is the boss of your intelligence station? Where is the intelligence station located?"

"The person in charge is Wang Ming, a disciple of Qingyang Sect's Intelligence Department. He is located in a courtyard a hundred and fifty miles south of Danyang City. There are four old locust trees outside the courtyard."

"Has Zheng Changhua asked you to do anything recently?"

"No."

"Where are the others? Did the other two foundation-building monks from the Zheng family ask you to find out any information?"

"No."

"Where have Zheng Changhua and the other two foundation-building monks been recently?"

"Junior really doesn't know."

The man asked many more questions about the Zheng family, and finally said, "You won't tell anyone what happened today when you go back, right?"

Zheng Tiancheng said quickly: "Senior, please be at ease, I will not dare, junior."

"How should I trust you?"

"Junior, I would like to swear by my inner demon. If I reveal even half of it, I will never build a foundation in this life, and I will die of the backlash from my inner demon." In order to survive at this moment, Zheng Kaicheng couldn't care less about that. He wanted to save his life first.

"Okay! Let me believe you for once." The man said. Zheng Tiancheng was overjoyed. Just as he was about to speak, his vision suddenly went dark and he fell down.

The man slowly walked out of the cave and took off his bamboo hat, revealing a handsome face. It was Tang Ning.

After he arrived at the capital of Danyang, he randomly asked a passing monk about the location of a nearby gambling house.

After playing in the gambling house for three days, I met several casual cultivators. While gambling, I found out that Zheng Tiancheng was a disciple of the intelligence station. After spending some spiritual stones to inquire, I found out that he usually likes to have fun in Wanjiao Pavilion.

So he waited a few days and finally saw him, so he captured him and then asked him a lot of specific matters about the Zheng family during the interrogation. In fact, it was just to confuse him.

Let him think that his real target is the Zheng family. If he can directly silence him, it is of course the best choice. But for a completely innocent person, he is quite resistant and can't do it.

The ones he had killed before were either demon sect monks with different identities and positions, or extremely targeted targets.

He is not a murderer, addicted to killing indiscriminately. So it was just a matter of knocking him out.

After leaving the cave, Tangning's body turned into light and headed south. Not long after walking, she arrived at a remote mountain ridge. She saw an old courtyard below, surrounded by mountains and rivers. Four old plants were planted in front of the door. locust tree.

It was the Qingyang Sect intelligence site that Zheng Tiancheng mentioned.

Tangning's light flashed and she fell down below. She escaped into the ground and sneaked for several miles until she reached the courtyard.

Seeing that there was a stone passage below the ground, he sneaked along the passage to the basement of the intelligence station.

The disciples from the intelligence station were huddled together in twos and threes, either crouching at their desks or taking notes, or whispering.

Tang Ning walked straight into a stone room, where a man with a square face and a broad mouth sat cross-legged.

Generally speaking, the residence of the chief is a room with a separate passage, so there is no doubt that this person is Wang Ming, the chief of the intelligence station.

Tangning dived from the ground into the surrounding stone walls and quietly observed him.

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In the Xuanyue Mountain Spirit Mine, a bearded man walked out of a tightly guarded warehouse containing spirit stones and headed toward a cave not far away.

The disciples passing by him all saluted and called him Master Yan.

The man entered the cave and went straight to the main room.

Sitting in the middle was a tall, slender man with an unusually pale face. He opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "Junior Brother Yan is here, is there something wrong?"

"Senior Brother Ji, I have some mundane matters and I have to go out, so I came here to ask for leave." Yan Yuanfan said.

"It's such a small thing that I need to make a special trip for you. I've already given the central formation plate to Junior Sister Han. You should go directly to her for release."

"You are the director of the Ling Mine. I should report to you. Should I go through the procedures?" Yan Yuanfan took a deep look at him and asked thoughtfully: "Senior Brother Ji, there is something I don't know what to say. Shouldn’t you say that?”

The man said: "But it doesn't matter."

"Over the years, senior brother has only focused on cultivation and has completely ignored the affairs in the spiritual mine. It seems inappropriate. If anything goes wrong, it will be difficult for the sect to deal with it. In recent days, I often hear the disciples below discussing this matter."

The man smiled and said, "Of course a cultivator should do all his business. This is what I have always advocated. As for those trivial matters, you don't have to worry about them. To be honest, the reason why I took the initiative to apply to be transferred to the spiritual mine was to be able to Concentrate on your practice and don't be disturbed by the chores of the department. If it weren't for the sect's insistence, I wouldn't even be the director of the spiritual mine. Besides, aren't you the ones handling the affairs of the spiritual mine? "

Yan Yuanfan said: "Is there anyone in the sect who is more qualified and capable than you, Senior Brother Ji, to be the director of the spiritual mine? In that case, I will not disturb Senior Brother's practice and take my leave."

The man nodded slightly, and Yan Yuanfan left his cave, went to another cave, stated his intention to the woman holding the central array disk, and then left the formation and fled all the way.

Not long after, Dun Guang fell to the top of a mountain and met up with the people from the secret security department.

They had already agreed to meet every ten days to report on the situation.

"How's it going? Who has he met in the past few days? What did he talk about? Is there anything special?" Zhou Yuan, the deacon of the secret security department asked

"Same as before, we stayed at home. Only Junior Sister Han went to his cave to see him once. I don't know what we talked about."

"Are you sure that he has been in the cave these days? Is it possible for the golden cicada to escape from its shell?"

"He handed over all the central array disks to Junior Sister Han. If Jin Chan escapes from his shell, then Junior Sister Han will not be able to escape his involvement. Just now I found a reason to visit his cave. It is undoubtedly him."

Zhou Yuan frowned slightly: "I know, I'm sorry to trouble you, Junior Brother Yan."

"How long do you want me to monitor him?"

"Don't worry, it won't be long."

"Why don't you go to Junior Sister Han directly? She may know more about the situation."

"We suspect that he may have a helper, but we are not sure who it is, so we don't want too many people to know about it. The reason why we selected you is because we found that you had no contact with him before coming to the Spirit Mine, including your ancestors He has been a disciple of Qingyang Sect for several generations and is a trustworthy person."

Hearing this, Yan Yuanfan was slightly shocked. Is there any help? Did the Demon Sect place so many spies within the sect?

"Can I know why? Is it because I suspect that he is a secret agent of the Demon Sect, or has he violated the sect's laws?"

Zhou Yuan smiled slightly: "Of course, but not now."

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Qingyang Sect Intelligence Station, in the room of Chief Wang Ming.

A knock on the door sounded.

Wang Ming opened his eyes from trance: "Come in."

A slim woman from outside the house pushed the door open and said, "Senior Brother Wang, three monks have disappeared in our area in recent days. Do you want to report it to the sect?"

"Oh?" Wang Ming's heart moved. According to the instructions of the Intelligence Department, all intelligence stations are required to pay close attention to whether there are any monks who have disappeared for no reason, and quickly inform the Department after finding out.

In the past few years, news has spread privately in the Intelligence Department that there is a group of weird monks who specialize in eating the flesh and blood of corpses lurking in various places, and the sect is secretly arresting them.

This kind of people often feed on the flesh and blood of monks, so the ministry orders various intelligence stations to collect clues about missing monks in order to find these people.

And the Danyang Southern Intelligence Station where he belongs has not found such a monk so far.

Without credit, there is no reward; without clues, there is no funding.

"Has the investigation been clear? Who is it?"

The woman replied: "One is a casual cultivator, whose surname is Chen Mingjing. According to the casual cultivator who was traveling with him, the two of them returned to their residences after coming out of the gambling house. But when they went to look for him again that afternoon, he had disappeared. The two had clearly agreed to go to the gambling house in the evening. This person has been missing for three days."

"The other person is Su Yao, a child of the Su family. She was the steward of the Su family stationed in Cangyun Ridge. She disappeared the day before yesterday. The Su family is looking for her whereabouts."

"The last person is Zheng Tiancheng, a disciple of our intelligence station. According to the Zheng family, he disappeared after coming out of Wanjiao Pavilion the night before yesterday. He neither returned to the Zheng family nor the intelligence contact point."

Wang Ming was slightly startled: "Zheng Tiancheng, he is also missing?"

"Yes, the Zheng family is looking for him now. Senior Brother Wang, these three people all meet the requirements. They disappeared unexpectedly for no reason. No one was found alive, and no body was found dead. Do you think we should report it to the sect?"

"Three of them disappeared at once." Wang Ming asked suspiciously: "Are you sure they are alive? It's not a vendetta or murder, right?"

"Rogue cultivator Chen Jing currently does not know whether he is alive or dead, but Su Yao and Zheng Tiancheng can be sure that they are still alive. I have asked the monks of the Su family and the Zheng family that their soul stones are still there. The possibility of vendetta and murder can basically be ruled out. ”

"Okay, write a file immediately and report this matter to the sect. Also, call Junior Brother Zhou here."

"Yes." The woman responded and retreated.

Tangning heard their conversation through the stone wall and felt slightly happy. Originally, he planned to lurk at another intelligence station if there were no clues within ten days.

He didn't expect things to go so smoothly. It was a bit beyond his expectation. He had only been here to monitor for three days before he got the clue.

He kidnapped that Zheng Tiancheng, and he was restrained by spiritual power. It would be six or seven days before he woke up and walked back to Zheng's house.

The other two people, the casual cultivator Chen Jing, did not know whether they were dead or alive, but Su Yao, a descendant of the Su family, was actually missing.

And it is most likely related to the corpse insect host.

The reason is very simple. Generally, casual cultivators will not provoke local cultivating families. If they do, they will definitely kill and silence them, leaving no one alive.