Red Heart Survey

Seeing the mysterious man wearing the mountain ghost mask leave, Fu Baosong murmured, "He seems to know me."

The old dean sighed, and picked up the two volumes of Taoism left on the chair: "He said his name is Zhang Linchuan, do you have any impression?"

Fu Baosong thought for a while, and said: "When Fenglin City was still there, during the discussion among the three cities, there was a senior brother in Fenglin City who used Leifa, and his name was Zhang Linchuan. In the end, he lost to Senior Brother Lin Zhengren."

The dean took a look at his disciple. He was actually very clear about Lin Zhengren's attitude towards Fu Baosong, and he also understood that Fu Baosong had never been able to get along with those in the Lin family. But Fu Baosong never said anything about these people behind their backs, and even mentioned Lin Zhengren, and he was always called a senior brother. This child never lacks the courage to confront the dark side head-on, but never has the sinister slander behind his back.

It is also these little details that made him choose to pass on his life's hard work to Fu Baosong instead of Lin Zhengren, who is more powerful and talented.

These thoughts just turned around lightly, and the head of the Wangjiang City Taoist Academy said: "This is impossible. I know Zhengren's strength very well. Even the current Zhengren is far from being as powerful as this person just now. Moreover, the whole The Fenglin city area is trapped in the dark, and not a single blade of grass grows, how could that Zhang Linchuan survive?"

Thinking of the Fenglin City that became a ghost overnight, Fu Baosong felt pity, and casually speculated: "Maybe it's a pseudonym, maybe it's just the same name."

"I hope it's just the same name." The dean sighed with an emotion that Fu Baosong didn't understand, and then put the two booklets in Fu Baosong's hands: "Take it and try to figure it out."

Fu Baosong looked up at him: "Teacher, this..."

The dean patted him on the shoulder and stopped him from refusing: "My talent is limited, and my life will stop here. You have a better future, and you are more worthy of these Taoism. Use the fastest time to master them, so The deadwood will never be handed over in vain. This is an order."

Fu Baosong has been stubborn since he was a child, facing some things, sometimes even the director of Wangjiang City Taoist Academy may not be able to persuade him.

But he would definitely listen to the dean's orders, no matter how reluctantly.

Fu Baosong held these two Taoism techniques tightly in his hands: "Baosong must work hard."

The dean nodded in relief, and said: "Now go and ring the courtyard bell, and ask for help from the strong in the entire Wangjiang city."

"Teacher." Fu Baosong hesitated for a moment: "It seems too late to ask for help now. Besides, if it arouses the anger of that person just now, he will..."

"Of course it's too late to ask for help now. But we must spread the news that the Deadwood Jue was robbed. Otherwise, if that person does something evil in the future and exposes the Deadwood Jue, then you and I will have nothing to do with it anyway."

The old dean said: "Besides asking for help now, it is impossible to do anything to that person, and that person should be clear about it. Judging from his style of doing things, he is still a person with a bottom line, and he will not return to the monastery for revenge. "

Fu Baosong understood the teacher's concerns and nodded: "I'll go right away."

The dean added behind him: "If the city lord and the others come later, you have to remember. I gave the Deadwood Jue. This is my unique skill, and I am qualified to make a choice."

"But in fact..."

"This is the fact!" The dean interrupted him very severely: "This is also an order."

Letting a strange cultivator snatch away the unique Taoism, this matter can be big or small. If the dean himself handed over his own Taoism for the safety of the students of the Taoist academy, no one would be able to criticize him.

And if Fu Baosong handed over his Taoism, he might be said to be greedy for life and afraid of death, which would be detrimental to his future development in the court.

The old dean is taking both reputation and reputation into his body to shield his disciples from wind and rain. Considering all aspects, even for his own son, it's nothing more than that.

Fu Baosong gritted his teeth and finally left.

The bell of the City Daoyuan rang nine times in a row, which immediately alarmed all the powerhouses in Wangjiang City.

The City Daoyuan is the most critical place in the entire city, and if there is a mistake, none of them can get away with it.

The city lord of Wangjiang City in the Inner Mansion Realm will arrive in no time, and the executive director of the Criminal Investigation Division of Wangjiang City, which is at the peak of Tenglong Realm, will also arrive later.

Fortunately, Wangjiang City Taoist Academy did not suffer any substantial losses, but the dean was forced to seize an original Taoism.

As for the villain who broke into the city's Taoist temple at night, after asking about his general strength, the Lord Wangjiang had already decided on a strategy for handling this matter.

The pursuit must be pursued, and it involves a lot of face, but the execution must be thunderous and rainy. After all, the opponent is at least the strength of the inner mansion, and there are not many people in the entire Wangjiang city area who can deal with it. And as the lord of a city, it is impossible for him to let go of everything and hunt down that villain himself.

Anyway, the City Dao Academy did not have any substantial losses, and the City Dao Academy itself does not have a strong willingness to pursue accountability.

In a few words, the city lord, the dean of the city daoist academy, and the executive director of the criminal investigation department, the three highest-level officials in the city area, have reached a tacit agreement and made arrangements tacitly.

Initiating a wanted arrest, strengthening night patrols, and sending a few teams of monks to make a show, that's all.

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Jiang Wang left Wangjiang City Daoist Temple without much joy in accomplishing the set goal.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Jiang Yan's voice sounded in Tongtian Palace: "Threats, lures, coercions... I thought I was the only one who could do these things."

"If you want to taunt you, just taunt." Jiang Wang was unmoved: "I must take back what Zhuang Guo owes me."

"At any cost for this?"

Jiang Wang didn't answer his question directly, but said: "I didn't lie to them just now. If they still refuse to give it when the time comes, I will give up."

"You still feel ashamed." Jiang Yan laughed: "Otherwise you wouldn't explain it to me."

"It would be great if the dean was a treacherous and evil person, so no matter how much you torture him, even if you destroy his will, you don't have to feel ashamed."

"I have a secret technique that can induce evil thoughts in people's hearts. After the subject does something evil, you can deal with him at ease. How about it, do you want to learn it?"

"You obviously have more choices and can become stronger faster, why do you want to tie your hands and feet?"

"What standards are you holding yourself to? Who cares?"

"Don't you feel tired living like this?"

"It's better to let go of yourself..."

"Stronger, lighter, and more at ease..."

Jiang Yan was extraordinarily active tonight, chattering endlessly.

The shame he felt when facing Fu Baosong became a short-term loophole in Jiang Wang's defense.

Jiang Yan was keenly aware of this, and tried to widen the loophole in his heart defense.

During the whole process, he didn't use any secret technique, he just manipulated his emotions with words.

Because the use of any secret technique at this moment is equivalent to directly declaring war. He is not willing to start a soul duel with Jiang Wang now.

But Jiang Wang remained silent.

Instead, his eyes became more and more calm, and he walked silently in Wangjiang City in the dark night.

At this time, the nine calls for help from the Taoist Temple of Wangjiang City rang.