Me, plant, fire root? ? ?

Ye Zesheng looked at the plant in his dantian with complicated emotions.

The first few techniques all have a tendency to become less distracted, and finally came out with a technique, it seems like there is no one!Is such a sentence useful?

If he was exposed to the sun and drenched in the rain, his cultivation would increase. It is not that he has not been exposed to the sun and rain in the past two months, but there was no movement at all.

He frowned and thought for a long time, then looked around.Bare wooden walls, not far from the forest.

Very good, it's very quiet here, there's no one there.

How about...how about trying?

He walked to the edge of his spiritual field, coughed twice, raised his head, kicked off his shoes and socks, revealing a pair of fair feet.It is rare for the ten toes to be exposed to the wild like this, and they moved unaccustomed to it. The forefoot pushed hard, scraped a little bit of soil, and slowly stuffed it in.

The soil is cool and soft, a little of the soil is agglomerated, a little rough, and it is not uncomfortable to rub your feet.

He waited for 10 minutes.

Waited another 10 minutes.

Then waited half an hour.

As the sun went down, the light gradually dimmed.Ye Zesheng lifted his feet out with a dark face, thankful that no one saw him right now.

This broken method is no better than his meditation practice!

Just a little bit more, a little bit more spiritual power!

Goodbye, he is not worthy.

The college entrance examination started at the expected time. Ye Zesheng answered the questions and handed in the papers like an ordinary student, but he didn't participate in the celebration activities of his classmates and couldn't wait to go home.

Today is June [-]th, and the alarm clock reminded him a few days ago that the black market meeting was about to start.

Turning out the invitation letter, Ye Zesheng read it carefully again.

[... Now that the alliance agreement has been broken, everyone can get the key!We sincerely invite you to attend the meeting and join in the grand event.

Lingcheng black market

No. 73, Changrong Street]

The time is at the beginning, June [-]th, which is the day after tomorrow.

Helian agreed on this term, and he searched the Internet for a long time, but couldn't find any relevant records.And the secret key...with no other words to define it, it's like finding a needle in a haystack, let alone knowing what it is.

Could it be that it's not really something important?

No, it's impossible. If it wasn't important, Kimura Hiroshi wouldn't carry all the invitations with him.

But what is important to Dongpu is not necessarily important to him.

Ye Zesheng took out Kimura Hiroshi's cell phone again, trying to find some information.

The phone is clean, literally clean, like a phone that hasn't been used much.Even the information he found in the app that Kimura Hiroshi contacted with the organization last time was only from that day, and the past seems to have been deleted long ago.

Ding--!

A new message came in suddenly.

"Kimura Hiroshi, you haven't reported to the organization for a month, are you still in danger?"

He is the contact person of Hiroshi Kimura.

Seeing this news, Ye Zesheng suddenly remembered that he had been "promoted and paid" more than a month ago and became the head of the Central Department, and also shouldered the important task of reorganizing the Central Intelligence Network.

He kept the phone for a month, on the one hand, because he was afraid of being exposed as a fake and being tracked, and on the other hand, he didn't intend to do the mission of Dongpu at all.

Originally, I thought that the other party might find out that the person had changed, but now there is still new news and new orders—the Xuanlonghui did not find out that the person had changed at all.

...Is it because there are so few people in Huaguo that they can't even find anyone who tempted him?

Ye Zesheng suddenly became interested, opened the translation software, stumbled and wrote a reply:

"Sorry, my subordinate is incompetent. I was seriously injured by Dan Xin last time. The rumors have been very tight this month. The intelligence network has not been completed yet. I really dare not report to you."

"The intelligence network is not in a hurry. The only lost key is about to appear. The key is related to our country's national destiny and cannot be lost! Are you ready? Is there any organization that needs assistance? If you can get it, you must get it, take it If not, at least collect enough relevant information!"

It seems that the key is very important. Ye Zesheng's eyes slid over the words about the fate of the country, and his mentality of just wanting to see it gradually changed to a must.

Even if he doesn't need it, it's not bad to exchange news with Dan Xin after getting the information.

As for support...

He has become a polished commander. Does he not need support?

Ye Zesheng grinned, and slowly typed a string of characters like this, "I need the organization's assistance in money and preliminary intelligence."

This sentence is actually a bit strange.

The contact person on the opposite side received the message and hesitated for a while.

Hiroshi Kimura himself is the head of the central region, and he has all the information on the central region, so why ask them for assistance in this regard?

He hesitated whether to ask the chairman for instructions.

"Sakamoto-kun!" The colleague beside him shook his head at him, showing the wound on his head that had just been smashed by the document, "You didn't know that you didn't know that the intelligence in China was handled by the president directly last month."

Sakamoto suddenly realized, almost breaking out in a cold sweat, "Thank you, I understand!"

People are promoted by the president, and the tasks are assigned by the president, including work handover, so how could there be problems!

He looked through the past records of this account, and sure enough, the president has so many things to do every day that he has no time to hand over, leaving this problem behind.

This month, Kimura-kun might have a hard time avoiding Danxin, right?I have never dared to contact, nor dared to bother the president with these trivial matters, so I only talked about it now.

"Information about keys and campaign funds will arrive within two days via the old method," he replied.

Actually gave it!

Ye Zesheng felt unreal.

He didn't know that he was actually taking advantage of Hiroshi Kimura himself.Xuanlong will choose people, and he has always put loyalty first and strength second.Two months ago, Hiroshi Kimura refused to go back to the country to practice and increase his strength because of his organizational tasks. This really gained the favorability of the upper echelon, so that the upper echelon would not be too suspicious of what he said now before encountering problems .

That is, he still doesn't know what the old method is.

If this is wrong, where can he find it?

"Recently, Danxin's investigations have been too strict, and the old method may have been exposed. I will apply for another method."

……

After stumbling and talking for a long time, it was changed to handover near Changrong Street in Lingcheng tomorrow.He just happened to be able to get information after visiting the black market.

Steady, sleep.

On the second day, Ye Zesheng was dressed in ordinary clothes, with a backpack on his back, and just said to Grandma Yao, "Grandma, I have an appointment with my classmates to meet at Antique Street."

"Go, if you don't come back at night, tell me sooner."

Walking out of the house, Ye Zesheng found a shopping mall and went in when he was approaching Changrong Street. He changed his clothes, took out a black disposable mask to cover his face, and slightly lowered the black peaked cap he was wearing on his head.

Changrong Street is actually the antique street in his mouth.Thinking about it carefully, the black market is not uncommon here.The people who come here are either ignorant and want to pick up the leaks, or they are liars who have been there for many years. There are more fake things than real things, which is a good cover.

The magic weapons in the practice world, Xia Yan talked about once or twice in class, even if you don’t look at their own power, they are all antiques.

It's very simple. In the past, magic weapons could only be refined when there was sufficient spiritual energy. In modern times, the spiritual energy was so scarce that it could not be refined at all.

At that time, some students also asked whether everyone needed to find those antique treasures after practicing cultivation. Xia Yan answered no.Because, the Institute of Spiritual Research already has new research results.

Walking near Changrong Street, the flow of people gradually began to increase.Grandpas and aunts in summer shirts and trousers, elegant middle-aged men with gold-rimmed glasses, little girls in Hanfu... all kinds of people mixed together.Ye Zesheng's black suit might be a bit conspicuous in other places, but here it is because everyone has their own styles, so they look ordinary.

He stepped in, his eyes casually scanning the signboards on both sides like an ordinary tourist.

Most of the streets in front are ordinary, such as Zhenbao Pavilion, Qianbaozhai, Yongsheng Antique Store...

Every few antique shops, there are some tea shops, calligraphy and painting shops, porcelain shops and so on.There were still a few old men sitting in the tea shop chatting and playing chess.

The phone rang suddenly, and Ye Zesheng picked it up, "Hello, how are you?"

"I'm Song Xuan. I just saw your news yesterday. Don't you want to continue planting spiritual fruits?"

"For the sake of studies and cultivation, I will reduce the scale. I won't use that piece of land anymore. It's a waste to keep it. Why don't I return it to you."

Song Xuan's voice sounded colder through the phone, "Don't pay me back, you can approve it for you, and the right to use it is yours. In addition, I have something else I would like to trouble you with. If it is convenient, I would like to have an interview. I have already It's on the street near your house."

The meaning in Song Xuan's words is obviously to talk now.But Ye Zesheng had already left the house, so it was impossible to hurry back for her.

"I'm on the Antique Street. If you have something to do, please call first. I may not be able to help you."

On the other side, Song Xuan was sitting in the car with many presents beside her, so she hesitated for a while.

The driver in front asked, "Miss, do you still need to go there?"

Song Xuan nodded.If Ye Zesheng is not around, it is the same to give it to his grandma.

"Next, I need to follow Teacher Xu Weilan to various spiritual places to practice. For these two months, if you don't leave Mausoleum City, I would like to ask you to help take care of my cousin. He is not in good condition recently and refuses to listen to me. You should know him too, his name is Song Ji."

Song Xuan is the eldest sister in the family, and there are three younger siblings below.

Ye Zesheng didn't expect that he would hear Song Ji's name again here, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Just stop him and keep him from doing stupid things. In return, I think you might need a magic weapon?"

"That's good to say!"

"He's also on the Antique Street right now. Let me tell him that you can meet him later if you have time." Song Xuan hung up the phone neatly.

At the same time, another mobile phone in Ye Zesheng's schoolbag rang. This was Hiroshi Kimura's mobile phone. Unless something important happened, there would be no movement.Ye Zesheng quickly found another secluded place, turned on his mobile phone at the corner behind the tea shop, and saw the new news inside:

"There are loyal people on Changrong Street watching, there is a risk of exposure, can we meet and transfer in advance?"

At this moment, his own mobile phone rang again, and it was a message from Song Ji on WeChat:

"Ye Zesheng, I don't care about you."

He looked at his mobile phone, and then at the mobile phone in his bag, his head was getting bigger.

Those who don't want to meet suddenly show up and want to meet in advance, and those who are planning to see each other later must say no.

Even being stared at by Danxin's people, hurry up and see a fart!

No matter how distressed he was about the missing information and activity funds, Ye Zesheng didn't want to take the risk of being discovered by Dan Xin.Based on the frequency of his visits to the management office, I am afraid that most loyal people will remember his figure, and it will be exposed if he shows up.

He immediately typed on Kimura Hiroshi's cell phone, "Today's meeting is cancelled."

Before the news could be released, Ye Zesheng was glad that he made this choice, because...

"Ye Zesheng, why are you here?" A voice came from behind.

However, the next second, another message came from the other side, "Are you standing at the corner behind the tea shop?"

Ye Zesheng's pupils trembled instantly.

Help, no, that's the person who just called to stop him!