Flash marriage to the underworld boss, the queen of metaphysics is sweet and wild

Mu Enci's finger touched the table, and the invisible barrier opened. She closed the document and smiled at Han Zhen, "Don't be so serious. If there is a problem, we will solve it. It's not as serious as you think."

Han Zhen's straight back was slightly bent. As the most promising young generation of the Yunhai Celestial Master Association, he was trained as the successor to the president.

When he was outside, no matter how panicked or scared he was, he couldn't show it, because he represented not only himself, but also the Yunhai Celestial Masters Association, and even the face of his master, Taoist Master Xingwu.

Therefore, no matter how much pressure Han Zhen felt in his heart, he could only and only dare to express it in front of the two elders.

Han Zhen wiped his face and said in a low tone: "I'm not afraid that it can't be solved, I'm just...sad."

Mu Enci's eyes flashed and he guessed sharply: "Have you found the undercover? Is he someone you know well?"

Han Zhen nodded and said with difficulty: "It's Chen Yu."

Mu Enci frowned slightly. There were many heavenly masters in the association, almost two hundred people in total, but she really knew a little about Chen Yu.

In the entire Yunhai Celestial Masters Association, except for Han Zhen and Ning Guochao, Chen Yu has the best talent. He is also one of the young Celestial Masters that the association's upper management focused on cultivating after careful discussion.

The three of them often went on missions together, and were nicknamed the "Three Musketeers" by many heavenly masters.

Mu Enci even thought more than once that when she retired, with the help of Ning Guochao and Chen Yu, Han Zhen would be much more relaxed after taking over her position.

There is obviously a very bright future, why do we want to help others?

After a long silence, Mu Enci asked: "Is the source reliable?" Her first reaction was not to doubt their heavenly master, maybe it was the enemy's plan to sow discord.

Han Zhen nodded, breaking her beautiful illusion, "Wen Qi told me. She discovered it a long time ago and never said it was just to wait and see, but something happened in the examination room, such a poisonous snake..." He paused slightly. After a while, he continued: "Walking around us, if you don't raise your defenses, you might be wiped out."

Before today, he would never have thought that he would use such words to describe his brother who had been with him through life and death. It was clear that Chen Yu almost died when solving the problem of soul fusion.

So, is that also acting?

Mu Enci sighed, got up and went to the archives room behind him, and took out Chen Yu's archives.

The file is very thick, and it records everything that happened to Chen Yu from his birth to the present.

Chen Yu has experienced a lot in his life of more than [-] years. He was born in a small county below Yunhai City. His mother threw him at the entrance of the orphanage before he was full-term. He was wrapped in a thin layer of baby clothes in the cold winter. Quilt.

When people from the welfare home found him, the child's breathing was weak and there was no blood in his body. However, he was lucky and survived.

He lived in an orphanage until he was five years old. Because he always encountered supernatural events, the director entrusted him to an old Celestial Master who had retired from the Celestial Master Association to learn his skills.

The name "Chen Yu" was also given to him by this old heavenly master. The master was very strict and often beat, scolded and reprimanded him, but Chen Yu never resented him because the master gave him a family.

Unlike so many children in the orphanage who share the love of the director's mother, in this home with his master, he can get the master's full attention.

Even severe discipline seems to Chen Yu to be a happy thing, because he is a child under supervision.

But the good times didn't last long. Just after his tenth birthday, his master passed away, and Chen Yu's cherished home was gone again.

On the day of the funeral, Chen Yu was taken home by his master's friend to be raised. But he had his own home, so he naturally didn't pay too much attention to Chen Yu. He was said to be an adopted son, but he was more like a long-term guest. I have never been able to integrate into the whole family. After entering junior high school, Chen Yu stayed in the dormitory. While going to school, he did not forget to work hard to learn the skills taught by his master.

Until the age of eighteen, Chen Yu was completely independent. He took the preliminary examination of the Celestial Master, passed the test with excellent results, and successfully entered the Celestial Master Association. Starting from the lowest level, it took him eight years to become famous.

At the same time, since he started working in the association, he would set aside one-third of his monthly salary to send to his master’s friends to express his gratitude to their family for their kindness in raising him over the years. Apart from eating, he basically didn’t spend the rest. All the money was saved.

Chen Yu said that he wanted to save money to buy his master's house back, because all the memories of "home" in his mind were in that house.

But Tianshi's salary is really too low. Even if he occasionally gets bonuses, he has saved a lot of money, but Yunhai's housing prices have been rising, and it is still not enough for the down payment.

How could such a filial and grateful child become the puppet of a demon like Xu Ye?

Mu Enci couldn't figure it out. After reading it again, she guessed: "Could it be because of money?" Because she had never saved enough money, so she became obsessed and went astray?

Han Zhen was not sure, "If he is really short of money, tell us, we can't help him. Although we don't have much money, we can always make up enough if we all chip in."

"There must be other reasons." Han Zhen looked determined, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and asked, "What is the origin of Chen Yu's master?"

Mu Enci stood up again and went to the archives room again. This time she searched a little longer. After all, it was an old master who had died many years ago. The archives were piled a bit deep and they might be destroyed in a few years.

"Found it." Mu Enci came out with a thicker book of information.

Chen Yu's master is named Chen Xingyang. He is a high-level heavenly master. He has never been married and devoted all his time to work. After retirement, he accepted Chen Yu as his disciple in order to have successors.

When Chen Xingyang was young, he was a straight man, but when he got old, he became a weird old man with a bad temper.

But he is really capable and has made a lot of contributions to the safety of Yunhai City. There are four centimeters of information in a five-centimeter-thick file recording his achievements.

After reading it, Han Zhen asked: "Did Senior Chen Xingyang reincarnate directly after his death?"

There was no record in this file. Mu Enci thought about it and said uncertainly: "He must have been reincarnated. When I went to attend the funeral, I didn't feel any fluctuations in his soul power."

Han Zhen shook his head and raised another possibility, "What if Chen Yu imprisoned his soul?"

Mu Enci subconsciously retorted, "It's impossible. Even if he is dead, Chen Xingyang's soul power is very strong. It's not Chen Yu who was only ten years old at the time..."

Before she finished speaking, she reacted and turned to the last page of the information. The cause of death was clearly written on it: exhaustion of soul power.

There was silence in the office for a while.

After a long time, Han Zhen finally spoke, "Chen Yu's purpose is to resurrect his master?"

Chen Xingyang has spent his whole life exterminating evil spirits, but in the end he will be resurrected in such an evil way by the disciple who inherits the mantle. Even if he succeeds, he will probably die of anger immediately.

Or maybe they will drag Chen Yu to death together.

No, no time to write. See you tomorrow.