Super Fantasy Big Bang

The contest ended and the camp returned to normal order.

However, more and more materials were placed in front of Chen Xiao.

The records on these materials are basically missing or dead people, a thick stack, which let Chen Xiao know that the camp seems not to be too peaceful recently.

All the data cases are surprisingly weird. No matter how they investigate, they can't find any clues about the murderer.

Recently, there was a horror legend about a murderous black house circulating in the camp. Chen Xiao felt that the two should be related.

Rumor has it that as long as you randomly find a dark room in the camp and throw the information of the person you want to kill in it, the black room will kill that person.

It's like a death contract.

Once the matter is successful, the user must leave enough rewards in the house, otherwise he will die unexpectedly.

Many people have tried it, and the result is really as rumored, so this has also caused a lot of bizarre deaths.

Chen Xiao was not sure if this was true, but these cases were on his desk, so he had to investigate.

In any case, he was the only third-stage cultivator in the camp. In terms of strength, he was still very strong among the camp cultivators, not compared with the blind monk Meng Ke and his group.

At this moment, a subordinate rushed into the office in a hurry.

"Captain, the official people are here!"

Chen Xiao paused in his hands, and frowned slightly.

The armed helicopters that flew by a few nights ago, they had probably guessed that the official people had discovered them, and Chen Xiao was also prepared in his heart.

"How many people are there?" Chen Xiao asked.

The eyes of the subordinates are full of apprehension, and the official people are like a mountain in their hearts, which represents absolute power.

"About...about five hundred people."

The more powerful the cultivation base is, the more things you can figure out in your mind. If there are 500 people, the difference will not exceed 20 at most.

Chen Xiao thought for a while, and after a few instructions, he put away the materials and walked outside.

Five hundred people, that is to say, the official attitude is not necessarily very tough, otherwise, it is very likely that the modern armed combat troops will come.

Sure enough, when Chen Xiao walked to the door, he saw that the official people were all dressed in gray camouflage, and their military appearance was uniform.

This scene made him secretly relieved.

Fortunately, they didn't want to forcefully break into the gate.

Chen Xiao walked out quickly with a smile on his face.

"Are you the leader of this camp?" It was a middle-aged man who spoke, his eyes were burning under the camouflage hat, and his arms hung naturally by his side, thick but coordinated.

Looking at him, Chen Xiao felt an extremely concentrated spirit from those eyes.

"There is no leader in the Mangshan camp, I'm just the deputy captain of the camp guard." Chen Xiao replied with a smile.

When he came, he had asked someone to notify the blind monk and others, and to talk to the official, he just had to delay enough time to wait for someone to come.

The middle-aged man nodded and stopped talking.

Perhaps in his opinion, a vice-captain cannot represent the right to speak for the camp, Chen Xiao secretly thought.

That's fine, if he doesn't talk to me, that means he's speaking on behalf of the government.

What Chen Xiao and the others are afraid of is that the government will be tough. Once the government becomes tough, the blind monk and others may not necessarily die, but they are not necessarily small shrimps.

When the gods fight, they don't know how they died.

Thinking about it, the scene fell silent for a while.

Not long after, the blind monk and others rushed over.

"Can you speak on behalf of this camp?" The middle-aged man looked at the blind monk and asked directly.

Before the blind monk could speak, he continued, "We are officials from Xia Kingdom, please take us to see Mr. Meng."

Mr. Meng?

"You mean, Meng Ke?" The blind monk stared at him blankly. How did the officials know about Meng Ke?

Undoubtedly, in terms of strength, although Meng Ke has never really shown his strength, he is definitely the most powerful one in the camp.

With the power of the government, the blind monk doesn't want to go head-to-head. It's best to live in peace.

He thought about it for a while, and asked tentatively, "What can you do with Mr. Meng?"

The middle-aged man looked at him, paused, and finally said, "It's official, you don't need to ask."

Behind the middle-aged man is Xia Guo. The blind monk is indeed stronger than them, but in front of a country, it is nothing at all.

This is just the tough attitude that the official should have.

Suddenly, the blind monk choked up.

The dignity of the strong made him look down on middle-aged men, but he also understood the strength of Xia Guo.

He didn't hide his strength, nor was he pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger and now being treated like this by someone who was much weaker than him.

This feeling is quite uncomfortable.

Without further words, the blind monk asked him to leave the five hundred people outside the camp, and lead the middle-aged man towards the magic tower alone.

He didn't want to talk to this person anymore, it would be tiring to talk too much.

Let him talk to Meng Ke.

If Meng Ke is really as powerful as Ruiz said, then Xia Guo's officials should be nothing to him.

The blind monk suddenly looked forward to it. If Meng Ke really got involved with Xia Guo officials... it seemed like a good thing?

But he can only think about it, he can't control the two parties at all.

Along the way, the middle-aged man kept looking around and observing the surroundings, and finally, with complicated eyes, he kept looking at the towering sacred stone of Mangshan Mountain.

After a while, they came outside the magic tower.

Meng Ke's figure had already stood here at some point.

"Team Lee."

The blind monk was stunned, but the middle-aged man was not surprised at all. It seemed that it was quite normal for a strong man like Meng Ke to know his name somehow.

He became serious all of a sudden, bowed his hands and saluted, and the middle-aged man called Captain Li said solemnly, "Mr. Meng, I am the representative sent by the Xia Kingdom."

Meng Ke nodded.

The middle-aged man didn't beat around the bush, and said directly

"The officials of the Xia Kingdom hope to cooperate with Mr. Meng."

"Because of the stele?" Meng Ke smiled, as if he could know everything the middle-aged man wanted to say.

The middle-aged man nodded. They had already asked their superiors for instructions when they came, and they even had people divination about this operation.

The Taoist priest gave three hexagrams, and finally gave them advice, toughness is the worst, cooperation is the best, but the best sign is not to contact.

It's not the official's proper attitude not to get in touch after knowing it, so the Xia Guo official chose to take the risk and send them over.

Since cooperation is the hexagram of good luck, then adapt to the situation.

Since the disappearance of the display screen that can be exchanged for various items, their development has been greatly hindered. Now that they have discovered such a thing as the Holy Stone of Mang Mountain, the knowledge in it makes them greedy!

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