One person: Reborn as Huangxian, seeking the title of Feng Baobao at the beginning

Chapter 434 Secret War
The man kept begging the woman for mercy, but the woman always had a smile on her face, without any change.

The woman gently placed the petals on the candle in front of the porcelain statue. The man suddenly felt like he was burned by fire and struggled on the ground wailing in pain.

Even though he scratched the ground with his hands, leaving bloody marks, it was of no avail.

In a few seconds, the man fell to the ground and died, and the chrysanthemum petals in the woman's hand turned to ashes.

"Squeak..."

The shabby door was pushed open and a man wearing the same kimono as the dead man walked into the room.

He looked at the corpse on the ground with some excitement in his eyes.

The woman looked at the man with seductive eyes and slowly sat on the ground with her legs spread apart.

The man seemed to have finally waited for the opportunity. He took off his clothes and threw himself into the woman's arms.

He said in an excited voice:
"My Lord, I will take care of you from now on!"

The woman still stroked the man's head gently as before, and whispered softly:
"Mr. Matsushita, I want to learn everything about the Nine Gates Feng Shui Bureau in the shortest possible time..."

The man agreed firmly, and his movements became more wild.

The woman waved her hand gently, and Koizumi's body, which had been lying motionless on the ground, stood up straight.

The woman flicked her wrist again, and the corpse walked out of the room step by step.

In the deserted place overgrown with weeds, the corpse moved forward step by step stiffly, and finally walked into a dark room and stood there quietly.

A ray of moonlight shines through the broken window. In this moonlight, the room...

There stood many corpses, also shirtless and lifeless.

They lined up neatly, staring blankly in one direction, motionless.

……

At the same time, at the gate of the office building in the city center, Taoist Qingfeng and his two companions walked in with serious faces.

Zhang Zhibiao, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried forward and asked:

"Three, what's the situation? Do we need to take any action?"

Zhang Zhibiao is a special forces officer, and when faced with such incidents, his desire to fight overwhelms all fear.

But before that, the three men asked him to stay here, saying that they wanted to investigate first.

This made Zhang Zhibiao extremely anxious, but he was helpless...

Zhang Zhibiao, who had been waiting for a long time, finally saw the three people returning, and naturally went forward to ask them eagerly.

However, the three people at this time had no time to talk to him.

Wang Cheng and Taoist Qingfeng walked straight past him, leaving Zhang Zhibiao a little confused for a moment.

Fortunately, the fat man did not ignore him. He put his arm around his shoulders and said generously:
"Come on, come on, let's go in and talk!"

Just like that, Zhang Zhibiao followed the three people into the office building in confusion and went straight to the office.

When they reached the door, the four found it open and walked straight in.

Cai Yongqiang was busy processing documents. He was startled by the sudden appearance of several people. He looked up in surprise and asked:
"Aren't you guys on a mission? Why are you here?"

Wang Cheng looked around and asked doubtfully:
"Lao Cai, where is Director Cao?"

Cai Yongqiang answered without even thinking:

"There's something going on in the Security Department, Director Cao can't stay for long.

But he said that the Security Department is ready to cooperate with your actions at any time, so if you have any problems, just call him or go directly to the Security Department to find him. "

Although several people were surprised that Cao Zhengyang attached so much importance to the Nine Gates Feng Shui Bureau, they also knew that now was not the time to dwell on it.

Wang Cheng picked up the phone on Cai Yongqiang's desk and said as he dialed:

"Borrow my phone..."

Cai Yongqiang nodded helplessly. After all, judging from the attitude of those people, they had no intention of waiting for his consent.

To make it convenient for others, Wang Cheng pressed the speakerphone button so that everyone could hear the voice on the phone.

……

At the same time, in the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau...

It was early morning and most floors of the building were empty.

Only the night shift security personnel are still patrolling and guarding.

The administrative area seemed a bit empty as most of the team members were away and only Ma Xiaoling stayed behind.

However, Ma Xiaoling has not been idle these days. She is still practicing the Ma family secret skills taught by Huang Miao in the training room.

Zhang Qilin was in Jiang Xiaochen's room. As usual, he changed the incense for Jiang Xiaochen and started basic training.

Huang Miao was the only one in the office, planning the future development of the Jiumen Feng Shui Bureau.

"Jingle Bell……"

A sudden and urgent phone call broke the silence in the office.

The weasel lying at the door of Huang Miao's office suddenly stood up with its fur standing on end, obviously startled.

It peeked through the crack in the door at Huang Miao, who was just answering the phone at the moment:
"Hello? It's Wang Cheng. What's going on?"

Only after hearing Huang Miao's voice did the weasel calm down, lie down again, and soon fell asleep.

Although the weasel now has its own security chief office, the office supplies that are popular with humans are of no appeal to it.

So it only stays in the office during the day, the so-called working hours.

The rest of the time, especially when sleeping, he liked to wait at the door of Huang Miao's office.

It seems that the weasel is used to sleeping at the door, and now it still maintains this habit.

"Director Huang, we are in trouble and would like to ask you for advice.

We split into several groups, and Fatty, Taoist Qingfeng and I worked together to track down the mastermind behind the incident.

Today we cornered the man in black in an alley, only to find out that he was just a controlled corpse.

Before we could find any clues from the body, it burned along with the chrysanthemum petals in its mouth.

But I have located the Feng Shui fluctuations. Someone must be using Feng Shui to cast spells and control the corpses to interfere with Tian Zhen's efforts to repair the dragon vein.

But we can't determine where our opponent came from, so we would like to ask you for advice."

On the phone, Wang Cheng briefly described what happened and explained the purpose of the call.

Huang Miao captured a key point from Wang Cheng's words:

"You mean, there was a chrysanthemum petal in the mouth of the controlled corpse?"

"That's right!"

At this time, the fat man's voice came:

"Director Huang, when we were fighting this corpse, it was controlled to cast spells through its chrysanthemum.

It’s very weird!”

Huang Miao's brows slightly wrinkled, then gradually relaxed:
"I think I know who your opponent is."

"what?"

Wang Cheng and others were shocked. Huang Miao could come up with the answer with just a few words?
Huang Miao sighed lightly, then said slowly:
"You probably haven't heard of the Jiuju Sect..."

Wang Cheng looked back at the fat man and Taoist Qingfeng. They both shook their heads with a look of curiosity.

Then, Huang Miao's voice came again:

“The Jiuju School is a Feng Shui school unique to East Island.

There are many legends about the Jiujiu School, but they have never been confirmed, so most people don't know about them.

The Jiujiu School can be traced back to the Sui and Tang Dynasties, when it was brought back to Dongdao by the Tang envoys. Later, the Jiujiu School was formed in Dongdao, and was divided into two branches.

One school mainly studies the art of Qimen Dunjia, while the other focuses on Fengshui and physiognomy.

There is no good or bad in skills, but people can be good or evil.

Although the Jiujiu sect uses the holy lotus as its symbol, its path is actually evil and devious.

They mainly relied on the Tianyan Bureau in Dongda Dao Shu to calculate the locations of the seven local checkpoints.

Using Feng Shui to perform evil magic is the most commonly used method of the Jiujiu School.

They often use the eight-petal chrysanthemum as their symbol.”

"Eight-petal chrysanthemum?"

Wang Cheng heard this and asked in confusion:
"Director Huang, isn't it the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect? Why is it the eight-petal chrysanthemum?"

Huang Miao smiled, and his voice did not sound heavy because his opponent was from the Jiujiu Sect:
“Only the masters among them will have an extra chrysanthemum evolved into their badge.

Such people are called Nine Chrysanthemum Masters.

This kind of Nine Chrysanthemum master is good at sorcery and strange arts, and even uses poison to grow chrysanthemums so that they bloom all year round. "

After hearing this, Wang Cheng and his companions finally understood the origins of the opponent they were facing.

The fat man was so angry that he gnashed his teeth:

“This bunch of evil people from Dongdao actually dared to target Dongda.

I think we should find their lair tonight and wipe them out in one fell swoop!"

Wang Cheng listened to the voice on the phone, then smiled and said:
“I think Director Huang agrees with your point of view.

Then, let’s take action right away!”

On the phone, Huang Miao asked with a smile:

"Wang Cheng, how do you know my attitude?"

Wang Cheng quickly replied:

"Director Huang, your voice was a little solemn at first, but after knowing that it was the Jiujiu Sect, you seemed to relax.

This means that you do not think that the Jiujiu faction poses a threat to us, so what do we have to worry about?"

Huang Miao laughed heartily upon hearing this:

"What a smart Wang Cheng!
The Jiujiu School only learned some superficial knowledge of Feng Shui from Dongda University.

A few unorthodox methods were pieced together to form this motley group of people.

You are all mastering authentic ancient skills, so there is no need to worry about a tailoring school that is cobbled together from here and there.

However, you still have to be careful not to get caught in a trap!"

"Don't worry, Director Huang, we will definitely catch the mastermind for you!"

After chatting for a few words, Huang Miao hung up the phone.

Obviously, he was not worried about the strength of Wang Cheng and others.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Cheng immediately turned to Fatty and Taoist Qingfeng and said with a firm look in his eyes:
"Now that we know who is behind this, it's time to let them learn how powerful our Nine Gates Feng Shui Bureau is."

When the fat man heard this, he rubbed his hands with excitement and said impatiently:
"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. I want to see what these evil ways can do!"

Taoist Qingfeng seemed relatively calm. After thinking for a moment, he asked:
"We are going to break into their lair, so we should be cautious. Wang Cheng, can you determine their location?"

Wang Cheng nodded, but then shook his head and said:

"I can figure out the general direction, but I still have to figure out the exact location."

Taoist Qingfeng did not show any worry when he heard this, but said confidently:

"That's enough. I'll take care of the rest."

After hearing this, both of them nodded in agreement.

Although Zhang Zhibiao didn't quite understand what they were saying, he could tell they were about to take action. So he quickly asked:

"Three of you, how can we help?"

Taoist Qingfeng looked at Zhang Zhibiao and said word by word:
"You guys come with us, bring your team and get ready to go!"

"Yes!" Zhang Zhibiao replied.

It was already late at night, and the silent city gradually returned to silence. Although the prosperous places were still brightly lit, there were few pedestrians on the streets.

A black car was speeding on the road, followed by several military vehicles. Zhang Zhibiao, who was sitting in the military vehicle, kept reminding his men:

"Follow the car of the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau in front closely, and order everyone to be ready for battle. Conflict may break out at any time, so follow orders when the time comes!"

"Yes!" the soldiers answered in unison.

Several cars sped forward in the night, speeding towards the east. Soon, they arrived at the outskirts of the city of Mu City.

This place is completely different from the bustling city center and seems a bit desolate. A black car stopped on the side of the road and the team members got out. At Zhang Zhibiao's command, the soldiers got out of the car in a well-trained manner and quickly dispersed to form a battle formation.

Zhang Zhibiao walked up to the three people without disturbing them. Wang Cheng looked around, nodded and said:
"I can only locate here. I don't know how to go next."

Taoist Qingfeng nodded when he heard this, then looked around and said:

"There are many villages here, and it's quite remote. We are not sure where the Jiujiu Sect is hiding, so we can't act rashly to avoid hurting the people. We must first determine the target location, and then plan the next step."

The fat man felt a little embarrassed after hearing this. He looked around and said:

"What should I do? How about I try to calculate it?" He took out three copper coins.

Wang Cheng rolled his eyes at him and said:

"Can you please stop acting like a sorcerer? Don't you see that Taoist Qingfeng is confident? He must have a better way."

The fat man looked at Taoist Qingfeng curiously and asked:

"Master, do you really have a solution?"

Taoist Qingfeng smiled and nodded, then looked down at the soil under his feet and said:

"Go get some water..."

Before Wang Cheng and Fatty set off, Zhang Zhibiao took over the task. Soon, the soldiers brought a few bottles of water from the military vehicle.

Taoist Qingfeng quickly rolled up his sleeves and dug a hole in the ground. Then he put some soil into the hole and signaled the soldiers to pour water into it.

After the soldiers did as they were told, Taoist Qingfeng began to knead the clay balls. The fat man watched this scene, crossed his arms and said in confusion:

"Master, why are you playing with mud at this time? Aren't we trying to find the target location?"

Taoist Qingfeng said without even raising his head:

"I am now preparing to locate the target location."

The fat man became even more curious, but after seeing Taoist Qingfeng's clumsy movements, he couldn't help but take over and said:
"Master, your technique is wrong. It seems you have never played this before. Let me do it. What do you want to pinch?"

Taoist Qingfeng stood up and looked at the mud ball that had become obedient in the fat man's hands, and said with some surprise:
"Little Fatty, how come you are so skilled?"

The fat man said nonchalantly:

"What's the big deal? When I was a kid, I could make the entire city of Beijing out of mud. Do you believe me? But this water is not good enough. It's not professional enough."

Taoist Qingfeng looked at Wang Cheng in confusion, and then asked the fat man:
"Don't you need water to make clay figures? What major are you talking about?"

The fat man said while he was busy:

"Of course, you know what a 'pee-in-the-mud, fart-in-the-pit' relationship is?"

Taoist Qingfeng suddenly understood and showed an embarrassed look on his face. The fat man stood up with the mud ball in his hand and asked:

"Okay, that's almost it. Taoist priest, what do you want to pinch? If it dries out later, you won't be able to pinch it."

Taoist Qingfeng came back to his senses, looked at the fat man and said:
"Just make a god of land according to the image you remember."

(End of this chapter)