Pure Yang!

Chapter 194 Special Recruitment Quota! Goodbye Lin Jianyue
The next day, early morning.

Just after dawn, Zhang Fan received a call from Sui Chunsheng.

Fang Changying died.

This Wuwei Sect master who was proficient in the [Yan Sheng Fa] and [Shen Conquering Fa] actually died in an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Yujing without even a single scar on his body.

The Jiangnan Provincial Alliance spent a lot of manpower and resources to capture this man, but not only did they fail to catch him, they also suffered heavy casualties.

Only because smoke came out of Ma Buting’s ancestral grave did he survive.

"He's dead?"

Zhang Fan hurried out of the door. After all, he had fought with Fang Changying before, so naturally he had to go over and take a look.

"Xiao Fan, you're going out so early, do you want to have some buns?"

When we reached the gate of the community, Liu Fusheng leaned out from the security room and looked over. The lunch box in his hand was filled with steaming buns stuffed with pork and green onions. The soup was so juicy that the aroma could be smelled from a long distance away.

"Uncle Liu, I don't want to eat anymore."

Recently, Zhang Fan’s daily breakfast is Uncle Feng Ping’an’s pancakes. They are a bit spicy, so he prefers something lighter to soothe his stomach.

He took a taxi and went straight to the Jiangnan Provincial Dao League Headquarters.

I have to say that the staff of the Jiangnan Provincial Road Alliance are really hardworking. It's only eight o'clock in the morning, but the scene is already busy, and almost all the people coming in and out are young people.

Sui Chunsheng said that except for a few leaders, the average age of the members of the Jiangnan Provincial Dao Alliance is around 30 years old, and there are very few people over 35 years old in this courtyard.

Sui Chunsheng is only 28 years old this year. Just like the boss said, this is the age when he should be motivated and make money. Otherwise, he would be ashamed and penniless, and even dogs would despise him when he walks on the street. Do you think he is pitiful?
"This is Fang Changying's autopsy report."

As soon as he entered the door, Sui Chunsheng put a stack of information in front of Zhang Fan. It must be said that the efficiency here is really high.

The body was found around 3 a.m. and the autopsy report has already come out.

"No obvious external injuries... No signs of fighting at the scene... The soul was annihilated..."

Zhang Fan looked at the conclusions in the report and frowned slightly. He was no longer a rookie in the Taoist world, so he naturally knew what these meant.

"He was pretty much obliterated without a fight."

"He is not an ordinary master."

Sui Chunsheng looked solemn. Although the appearance of Fang Changying and Jiang Li caused quite a stir, this kind of threat was still within the controllable range of the Jiangnan Provincial Dao Alliance.

However, Fang Changying's death really touched the nerves of the Jiangnan Provincial Dao Alliance and made them nervous.

It is said that Lou Hechuan did not sleep all night after receiving the news.

The leader of the Jiangnan Provincial Dao Alliance knew very well that the master who had wiped out Fang Changying was a very difficult monster, so difficult that if he caused trouble in Yujing City, the impact would be far beyond the reach of Fang Changying.

"Could he be a master from Taoism?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Looking at his sneaky behavior, it doesn't seem like the possibility. We can't rule it out completely, but we can only say the possibility is very low." Sui Chunsheng shook his head.

"Where is the surveillance?" Zhang Fan asked.

"It's in the suburbs and it's an abandoned factory. How can there be surveillance?"

Fang Changying hid there because he thought that place was a blind spot. Who would have thought that even with such caution, this master of Wuwei Sect could not escape.

"He died at a really bad time." Sui Chunsheng's face was solemn.

"why?"

"The Taoist Alliance has been selecting advanced units recently. If we can capture him alive, it will be a great achievement. This guy actually died at this time..." Sui Chunsheng shook his head.

If the Jiangnan Provincial Dao League was selected as an advanced unit, and he had contributed to the task of arresting Fang Changying, his resume would naturally be able to add a highlight, but unfortunately it has now fallen through.

"It's really like Cao Pi's wife entering the vegetable garden..." Sui Chunsheng pounded the table in disappointment.

"Cao Pi's wife entered the vegetable garden? What does that mean?" Zhang Fan asked puzzledly.

"Zhen Ji pulls out vegetables."

"..."

Zhang Fan savored it a little and stood in awe.

"The club is planning to second experts from outside recently. Are you interested? You can sign a labor contract and be considered a non-staff member." Sui Chunsheng changed the subject.

He had seen Zhang Fan's strength. He had made great efforts in both the old house in the urban area and the Candy Crush Funeral Home. He was considered a trustworthy friend of Jiangnan Province.

"I'd better give up." Zhang Fan shook his head and refused directly.

Although he has always had grudges with the Wuwei Sect, at the moment, he does not want to get involved in the fight between the Taoist Sect and the Wuwei Sect.

Zhang Fan’s idea is very simple. He will practice hard and comprehend the secret of the [Golden Cloud Treasure Box] as soon as possible, merge successfully with Zhao Jiexuan, complete his primordial spirit, obtain the complete version of the Holy Fetus of Gods and Demons, and enhance his strength.

After all, not to mention that there is Li Changgeng who is eyeing him covetously and is an invincible enemy.

Although Zhang Fan's family seems safe, they are actually at risk of being exposed at all times.

His father was the former king of the Great Spiritual Sect. Now everyone in the Taoist community knows that he faked his death and went into hiding ten years ago, but now he has escaped the calamity and has achieved great supernatural powers.

If the Dao Sect knew that Zhang Lingzong had been hiding in Yujing City for the past ten years, and that he had a son like him...

Oh my God, Zhang Fan didn’t dare to think further.

In addition, his mother is a descendant of the previous generation, and her identity is even more sensitive. Although she is no longer with us, according to the rules, the disaster will affect three generations.

The Wuwei Sect knew everything about this family's situation, but it seemed that only the Thirteen Zodiac Signs knew about it, and they did not share the information with the Taoist Sect.

Therefore, it can be said that Zhang Fan now has no sense of security at all.

Although he has already reached a high level of skill, he still feels it is not enough.

Because Zhang Fan knew that if their family went bankrupt, what he would have to face would be something he could not bear at the moment.

Today, Zhang Fan, not only can’t he help his father, he might even become a burden.

In this situation, he would not waste time getting involved in disputes.

"Are you sure? The president is very optimistic about you. He might recruit you specially, just like Ma Buting." Sui Chunsheng advised.

Although organizations like the Taoist Alliance require examinations for every admission and also check the background of three generations, there are exceptions. Every year there are a few special recruitment quotas that are personally controlled by the president.

"That's even better." Zhang Fan muttered to himself.

He knew that after the incident at Gusu Xuanmiao Temple, Lou Hechuan had been keeping his eyes on him, and Zhang Fan didn't want to hang around under the nose of such an old guy all day long.

The reason why he was so close to the Jiangnan Provincial Dao Alliance and Chunsheng was mainly because he wanted to understand the movements of the Wuwei Sect in Yujing City, otherwise he would feel too insecure.

Now, what Zhang Fan fears most is that the other party will go all out and expose his identity directly.

Therefore, whenever there is any sign of trouble, he is more proactive than anyone else. As long as he is sure that it has nothing to do with him, he will care whoever he loves.

"By the way, how is Monsoon Pavilion?"

Zhang Fan changed the subject and asked about the junior fellow apprentice of Maoshan.

"I have always been by Qi Ji's side taking care of him..." Sui Chunsheng said.

It was indeed tragic that the junior sister died and the senior brother was injured. Fortunately, after the accident, Jiang Hu helped out and took care of many things, which was considered as a gesture of consideration for the friendship between the fellow disciples.

"If he knew that Fang Changying was dead, he would probably feel better. Do you want to tell him?" Sui Chunsheng said.

"If I were him, I would feel even worse." Zhang Fan said calmly.

"Why?" Sui Chunsheng was stunned for a moment, looking puzzled.

"Such a deep hatred must be avenged with one's own hands. Now that the person is dead, isn't it aggrieved?" Zhang Fan whispered in a serious tone.

If it were him, he would pray to God and hope that the other person was alive and well. When he became powerful, he would be the first to attack him.

Just like before, Xuquan Han Diyan tried to kill him again and again.

From then on, the first thing Zhang Fan did every morning when he woke up was to wish Han Diyan well, hoping that he would have a smooth work life and everything would go well, and wait for him to kill him.

"Not everyone is as perverted as you." Sui Chunsheng shook his head.

He had met Ji Fengting more than once. He was considered a nice young man without any murderous intent or hostility. Naturally, he would not be as hateful and vengeful as Zhang Fan.

"Xiao Sui, look who's here." At this moment, a loud voice came from outside the door.

Zhang Fan looked up and saw a thin man walking in. His face was sallow and his complexion was not very good. There was a scar on his forehead, which seemed to be left by a sharp weapon.

"Brother Hong, you're back from southern Yunnan."

Sui Chunsheng looked at the person coming and hurriedly stood up to greet him. He looked quite familiar.

"Let me introduce you, this is Zhang Fan, my friend..."

"This is Brother Hong..."

"Brother Zhang Fan? I heard Xiao Sui mention it. You can just call me Hong San."

As he spoke, the man put down the bag he was carrying, stretched out his hand and shook hands gently with Zhang Fan.

"Hong San!?"

"Brother Hong is the third child in the family, so we call him Third Brother..."

Sui Chunsheng introduced it.

Hong San had joined the Jiangnan Provincial Dao League more than a decade ago and was considered an old member of the organization. He started out as a boiler manager...

At that time, the Jiangnan Provincial Road Alliance also had cremation and funeral business. Later, Hong San left the Jiangnan Provincial Road Alliance and went into business, also doing the death business. After all, this was considered a basic need.

No one can escape birth, aging, sickness and death.

Even so, Hong San's contact with the Jiangnan Provincial Dao League has never been broken. He has extensive connections and extraordinary skills, and sometimes he will cooperate with the Jiangnan Provincial Dao League and provide assistance.

The Jiangnan Provincial Dao Alliance also returned the favor and helped introduce a lot of business.

Today, Hong San is the largest urn merchant in the entire Jiangnan Province. He has first-hand supply of goods and can be called the industry leader.

When Sui Chunsheng first started working, he dealt with this senior a lot, and as a result, they became very close.

I received a lot of instruction from Brother Hong on many aspects of the scene.

"Look what goodies I brought you."

As he spoke, Hong San took out two bottles of wine from the bag. The crystal clear bottles were soaked with some kind of bones, thick and coagulated corpses, light yellow in color, and you could vaguely see streaks of blood inside the bones.

"This is……"

“Tiger bone wine… It’s not from a young tiger, nor is it from a full-grown tiger. It’s from an adult tiger that’s old enough and has the most abundant energy and blood…” Hong San lowered his voice and said.

“Tiger bones are…” Zhang Fan opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"Imported goods, with paperwork."

Hong San saw through Zhang Fan's thoughts and grinned.

As he spoke, he took out two pieces of cut and polished tiger bones from the bag. They were square and had a crystal clear luster, and placed them on the table.

In ancient times, tiger bones were a good material for making elixirs and medicines. Many secret elixirs made by mountain gates contained tiger bones. However, due to policy reasons, they became difficult to find later. Even if they could be found, they were extremely expensive.

In addition, some people use tiger bones to make talismans and magical instruments, which is also quite mysterious.

There is a talisman in Maoshan called the [Plague-Repelling Talisman] which is made from top-grade tiger bones.

It is said that as long as this method is placed on the roof beams of the house, the whole family will never get sick again, especially life-threatening diseases, which they will avoid as much as possible. It is very mysterious.

The two pieces of tiger bones that Hong San took out were of top-grade quality, with better texture than the two pieces that had been soaked. For a talisman master like Jiang Hulu, they were rare treasures, and if they sold well, they could be exchanged for a car.

"Everyone who sees it gets a share. Come, one for each person."

As he spoke, Hong San pushed a bottle of tiger bone wine and a piece of top-quality tiger bone in front of Zhang Fan.

"This... this is not a good idea." Zhang Fan hesitated.

It was the first time he met the other party, and it was inappropriate for him to accept such a big gift.

"Xiao Sui's friends are my friends. More friends mean more paths. Who knows, there may be a time in the future when I need your help..."

Hong San said cheerfully, "You don't want to accept my gift. Are you afraid that I'll ask you to do something for me?"

"If you are afraid, I won't force you."

"Brother Hong, what are you talking about?"

Faced with such enthusiasm, Zhang Fan would feel embarrassed to refuse.

"That's right."

As he spoke, Hong San took out two cups and handed them to the two men.

"Come and try it. This wine is not ordinary wine. It is made from more than 30 kinds of medicinal herbs." Hong San said mysteriously.

Zhang Fan poured a small cup and took a sip. It was not spicy at all, but rather sweet and slightly intoxicating. As it went down his throat and into his stomach, he felt warm, as if a ball of fire was melting in his lower abdomen. Even the true yang in his body was absorbing the medicinal power.

"Good stuff." Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

This thing can definitely speed up the improvement of your cultivation if used in conjunction with inner alchemy practice.

What he didn't know was that if this bottle of wine was sold, a family of cultivators like the Xiong family or the Wang family could easily sell it for 70,000 or 80,000 yuan.

"Brother Hong, aren't you going to southern Yunnan to discuss a business deal?" Sui Chunsheng suddenly said while sipping his wine.

"Don't mention it. There was a local rich man who died of tuberculosis. He ordered a top-quality urn from me, made of tiger bones. I sent it to him eagerly, but who knew that his prodigal son actually wanted to return the product..." Hong San shook his head.

"I'm back now!"

“An urn made of tiger bones? How grand…” Sui Chunsheng had just finished speaking when he was suddenly stunned and subconsciously looked at the wine in the glass.

"I thought it would be a waste, so I took the urn apart and soaked it in wine."

puff...

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fan spat out.

"Hahaha, don't worry, brother Zhang Fan. That's a new box. It has never contained ashes. Don't worry about drinking it."

Hong San grinned, patted Zhang Fan and Sui Chunsheng on the shoulders, and chuckled: "People who practice Taoism have no taboos..."

"If you're not afraid of ghosts, why are you afraid of their ashes?"

"Brother is leaving first."

As he spoke, Hong San said hello, suppressed his laughter, and walked out of the office.

"Brother Hong is so enthusiastic."

Zhang Fan curled his lips and looked at the wine in his hand, suddenly feeling something strange.

“He’s just a lively guy.”

Sui Chunsheng smiled awkwardly and said, "Drink it, don't waste it. This is good stuff. The small sip you just spit out is worth at least a red bill."

"So valuable?"

Zhang Fan was in a daze, not daring to waste it, nor caring about taboos, and began to taste it carefully.

"Zhang Fan, someone is looking for you."

Just at this moment, the security guard walked in, leading a girl behind him.

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, wondering who could find their way here.

As soon as he raised his head, he felt as if he was electrocuted. He couldn't help but spit out all the wine in his mouth.

puff...

"You...why are you here?"

Zhang Fan's eyes trembled, he couldn't believe it, the beautiful figure reflected in his eyes was Lin Jianyue...

Rabbit, Lin sees the moon.

(End of this chapter)