The First Sword of the Earth

More than 20 buses with 46 seats, thousands of monks in the early and mid-stage of Concentrating God...

"Are these people from the official family?" Daoist Jingyun frowned slightly and asked.

The little brother who was driving was secretive, and said in a low voice: "This is transferred by our team leader. What I see now is only a part, and several teams will come here one after another."

Wang Sheng said with a smile: "Uncle Master, don't worry, their mission is to protect the safety of the people, to maintain stability, and they will not attack law-abiding monks indiscriminately."

"Yes, there are regulations on these," the little brother said with a smile. "The interests of the people must be protected, and the civil rights of law-abiding monks must also be respected. This is the equality of immortals and common people before the law that our team leader often emphasizes."

Daoist Jingyun frowned slightly, and said softly: "Although this idea is good, there are still some contradictions."

Wang Sheng also said: "Indeed, if you can practice again now, those who cannot practice or have insufficient talent will inevitably have some prejudice against monks, and it cannot eliminate the attitude of some monks who will be superior to others."

"Wang Daochang is right, alas... I have done a physical test, even if I force myself to practice, it is useless, and the age to make up for it has passed."

The little brother who was driving sighed, but revealed a lot of information.

It's just that most of this information is useless to Wang Sheng. He just came here to help, and there is no need to make trouble with the authorities.

When the queue left and the off-road vehicle entered the toll booth, the IDs of the investigation team were naturally easy to use. The armed police took a look at the people inside and quickly let them pass.

"It's been a long time since I came to this bustling world."

Daoist Jingyun uttered such a sentence slowly, Wang Sheng just chuckled, looking out of the car window at the city he had just left, and began to sort out the context of the matter in his heart.

I wanted to stay away from the place of right and wrong, but I was still pulled back by this world.

Forget it, when this incident subsides, I can go back to the mountain to practice with peace of mind.

The master has a golden core, and I have just stepped into the stage of conception, and my senior sister is already in the middle stage of conception, and I guess I have already broken through to the late stage, so I can't hold back the master.

Little junior sister can't compare, she is not considered a monk now.

The person in charge of receiving them was naturally Wang Sheng's liaison officer Mou Yue, and Mou Yue also took this opportunity to finally get away from her busy work temporarily.

"Why do you look so bad?"

When we first met, Wang Sheng asked with a frown.

Mou Yue smiled wryly, and sighed faintly: "I have outstanding abilities."

"Okay," Wang Sheng shook his head, took the initiative to take over what Mou Yue had to do, and went to the front desk of the hotel to open two rooms.

It's still the one opposite the university. The special investigation team has already used this place as a temporary base.

The team members who sent them here greeted Mou Yue and left in a hurry. After driving for several hours, they didn't even have a chance to rest.

This also shows how severe the situation is for the investigation team.

In the hotel suite, just as Mu Yue said a few words to them, Jingyun nodded to Mu Yue lightly. Mou Yue's eyelids became heavy and she fell down on the big bed.

"Uncle?" Wang Sheng was a little confused.

"She's dying, let her sleep here for a while."

Jingyun said softly, and walked slowly to the window, looking at the city scenery outside the window.

Wang Sheng said: "The uncle should also rest for a while, I will go to the next door to clean up."

Jingyun instructed: "Well, you and I will go for a walk on the street later, if we encounter monks harming others, we should take care of them."

"Okay," Wang Sheng nodded in response, without explaining to his uncle, the streets are now full of surveillance cameras.

It can be seen that Uncle Shi should have the kind of personality that is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and also has a chivalrous heart.

Looking at Mou Yue who was lying on the bed and started snoring, Wang Sheng shook his head, and went to the adjacent suite with his suitcase.

The teacher didn't say that people would take shifts to rest. If this torment continued, there was no big movement on the monk's side, and these young people in the investigation team would be overwhelmed first.

As soon as Wang Sheng left, Mou Yue's cell phone started ringing;

But a slender hand stretched out, and stuffed Mou Yue's mobile phone into the quilt, restoring the cleanliness of the room.

Then Jingyun walked lightly to the closet, packed up her clothes one by one, neatly and meticulously.

By the way, this Kundao monk also supported Mou Yue with his true essence, put Mou Yue in a comfortable position on the bed, and tidied the bed sheets and quilt corners.

This Xudan boss...is a Virgo.

Mou Yue slept for more than two hours, and when she forced herself to open her eyes, she was in a daze.

The vibrating sound attracted her attention, and she casually fumbled her mobile phone out from under the quilt, and she was shocked immediately.

Dozens of missed calls, hundreds of unread messages in the group chat of the action team she was in charge of...

"Oops! Why did I fall asleep! It's over!"

She could even imagine the team leader roaring his name in the office...

Daoist Jingyun, who was meditating on the sofa, opened his eyes. Just as he was about to persuade the little girl to combine work and rest, Mou Yue rushed into the bathroom with her mobile phone in her arms. She could only vaguely hear her apologizing in the bathroom.

Old Wang next door, heck, Wang Sheng's spirituality also captured the movement here; after Mou Yue finished calling, Wang Sheng, who had already changed into his Taoist robe, knocked on the door.

"Wang Taoist..." Mou Yue yelled pitifully.

Wang Sheng suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes, and said, "I have an appointment, do you want to accompany us to dinner?"

Mou Yue immediately put away her expression and resumed her usual sophistication, "Are you a monk?"

"It's my senior from last time."

"Then, I won't accompany you two anymore. I have to rush to report to the team leader. Daoist Wang, this is the tracking bracelet for you, and this..."

Mou Yue took out two things from her bag, a sports bracelet and a small ID.

Wang Sheng took the ring and put it on his wrist, but he didn't care much about its function.

Mou Yue said from the side: "The bracelet will detect your physical condition, Daoist Wang. If you have strenuous exercise, it will immediately notify us, and we will support you there as quickly as possible."

"Okay, what kind of proof is this?"

"This is the special certificate given to you by our special investigation team." Mou Yue smiled and handed over the small purple book, "Your current identity is the consultant of our investigation team.

As long as you have this certificate, you can suppress the rioting monks first, and then explain the situation to us; you can also ask the nearest police force or investigation team to fully cooperate with you 24 hours a day. "

Wang Sheng frowned slightly.

Is this a privilege card for him?

Mou Yue quickly explained: "After several previous contacts, we already have great trust in your character, and even more believe that you, Daoist Wang, are capable of helping our special investigation team.

This title of consultant is for your convenience, not for you to do anything for us.

Of course, due to policy reasons, I can't give you too much convenience; but at least, if you want to deal with evil cultivators in the future, you won't be hindered by the police.

We have accumulated a lot of experience in the past two years, and now our investigation team has clearly defined the nature of evil cultivators. The harm caused by evil cultivators to ordinary people far exceeds that of ordinary criminal gangs. "

Wang Sheng didn't hesitate much when he heard the words. He took the certificate and opened it. There were various barcodes and chips inside.

The two-inch photo inside turned out to be a photo of him dancing his sword at the Maoshan exchange meeting. The angle and light and shadow were quite good, and he even whitened the complexion on his face.

"Just take this ID photo, I accept this ID."

Mou Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

But Wang Sheng said: "But after this time, don't expect me to run errands for your investigation team."

"Of course not, of course not," Mou Yue shook her head quickly.

Wang Sheng put the certificate into his inner pocket, beside him, Daoist Jingyun had already made preparations, and the two of them each held their own swords, and they were about to go out for a stroll.

Mou Yue rested here for two hours, regained some energy, and hurried away with her bag on her back and high heels. Before leaving, she still did not forget the order of the team leader, and secretly took a few beautiful photos of Daoist Jingyun.

She still couldn't figure out how Taoist Jingyun had a personal grievance with her group leader.

But after getting into the taxi, Mou Yue suddenly came to her senses——

Daoist Wang's master is the ex-husband of the group leader, that is, Chi Wen's father; this Daoist Jingyun seems to be the younger sister of the ex-husband of the group leader?

Could this 25- or 26-year-old outsider be the team leader's rival in love?

The team leader could still compete with the opponent when he was young, but now that he is a little older, isn't it a complete defeat?

Mu Yue leaned on the back seat, looked at the photos on her phone, and couldn't help complaining: "These monks can stay young forever, it's too open."

"Miss, where are you going?"

The taxi driver asked politely, and Mou Yue casually reported a place name, and continued to study the possibility of the team leader's victory in the battle.

In other words, if I have a chance to get on good terms with Wang Daochang, wouldn't I become an old wife and young husband in twenty or thirty years?

Eh……

Mou Yue's face flushed, and she let out a hey laugh with her mobile phone covering her forehead.

But she quickly put this reverie behind her, and she just had a slight liking for Wang Sheng.

This kind of goodwill actually has more on Daniel's side.

...

At the school gate, Shen Xilin stood quietly in the corner, with her head bowed and she focused on swiping her phone.

The weather is already a bit cold, but the senior sister still put on her favorite long skirt with a small vest on the outside.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, there was a sudden snap of fingers next to her ears, and the senior sister subconsciously shrank her neck and turned her head to look behind her.

Wang Sheng was standing there with a smile on his face.

Afterwards, the senior sister was attracted by Daoist Jingyun beside Wang Sheng. She couldn't help admiring softly: "Wang Sheng, is this really your uncle? He looks so young."

Daoist Jingyun smiled softly, took a bottle of elixir and handed it to the senior sister, saying: "I have nothing to do to refine Zhuyan Pill, and I will make a greeting ceremony with you."

"This is too expensive, I can't..."

"Take it, senior," Wang Sheng said aside, and Shen Xilin hurriedly thanked her, holding the porcelain bottle over with both hands.

The three of them took a taxi and headed towards the city's more famous snack street.

After chatting a few times on the road, Wang Sheng just asked casually, "Is there anything unusual in the school now?"

Unexpectedly, the senior sister frowned slightly, a little bit hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Xilin said: "I don't know if this counts, do you want to read it? I should still be able to find chat records here."