What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

Hearing this, I took a step forward: "Senior, do you know my father? And Captain Lei, where is he now...?"

Since parting ways in Guizhou Province, Lei Zhenshan's whereabouts have completely disappeared.

He promised to tell me about my parents, but I haven't heard from him for months.

After I got to know Lu Yan, I asked her to inquire about Lei Zhenshan's whereabouts and news.

The answer was simply: Top Secret.

Even a branch office director of Lu Yan's caliber couldn't know any inside information.

"Don't rush, kid."

Tiangong interrupted me, his smile fading and his expression turning somewhat serious.

"He has his mission, you have your path."

Some things, if you know them before the time is right, will only harm you.

That stubborn donkey must have had its reasons for choosing to disappear at this time.

As for your father… I shouldn’t be the one to say this. Let that stubborn mule tell you himself when the time comes.”

He gave me a deep look: "Kid, remember this, the world is more chaotic and more complex than you think."

The guardian of the cauldron is just the clown jumping the highest; the real crocodiles are all lurking underwater.

After saying that, he ignored me and turned to look at Lu Yan.

"This is your responsibility. The guardians have been dealt with thoroughly. Your branch is responsible for cleaning up the remaining mess."

Remember, maintain a consistent narrative to avoid causing panic.

"Yes!" Lu Yan stood at attention and saluted.

Tiangong waved his hand, and the burly man known as "Po Jun," who had been silent all along, stepped forward.

The two walked one after the other toward a black Hongqi sedan outside the square.

Just as I was about to get on the bus, Tiangong suddenly stopped and looked back at my chest.

"By the way, kid, if one day you can hone that skill to the point of turning the rotten into the miraculous, you might as well come to the capital to find me."

I have something that perhaps only you can fix.

After saying that, he got into the car.

The black sedan silently glided into the night and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

In the square, only Lu Yan and I remained, along with the ruins scattered all over the ground.

I stood there, my brows furrowed deeply, and didn't move for a long time.

I really can't understand why these old men always talk like they're solving a riddle.

It's infuriating!

Stop spacing out.

Lu Yan's voice interrupted my thoughts.

She walked over to me and looked in the direction the car had disappeared.

Seemingly noticing the frown on my brow, she said, "Don't worry about it. That's just how old men talk. My husband is the same way."

As long as people are alive, they will always meet again someday.

As I looked at the half-collapsed City God Temple before me, and at the special operations team members who were busy clearing the ruins and moving rubble, my chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.

Lu Yan is right. As long as people are alive, they will meet again someday.

I nodded and said to Lu Yan, "Thank you, Director Lu."

Lu Yan was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of her mouth turned up slightly: "What are you thanking me for? I still have a lot to do, Master Encoffiner."

The subsequent cleanup work proved to be far more complicated than anticipated.

Although the two experts from the headquarters had resolved the core threat, the residual magical fluctuations at the scene remained strong.

Especially around that bottomless crack, if the escaping earth energy is not sealed in time, it can easily attract wandering ghosts and even change the feng shui pattern of the area.

I followed Lu Yan and wandered around the ruins for almost an hour.

My task is simple: use my sensitivity to malevolent energy to act as a human radar.

Wherever there was residual malevolent energy, I would point it out, and the special operations team members would go up with specially made ritual implements to "eliminate" it.

The cleanup work at the site was not completed until 1:30 a.m.

"Alright, you've been working hard all night, go back and rest."

Lu Yan took off her dusty gloves and handed me a bottle of mineral water, her face showing her exhaustion.

"The rest of the work here is just manual labor like filling soil and repairing roads; there's no need for you, the master mortician, to do it."

I took the water and gulped down more than half of the bottle in one go.

"And what about you?" I asked.

"I have to keep an eye on them building the wall and deal with tomorrow's report."

Lu Yan pointed to a Jeep not far away.

"A car has been reserved for you. The driver is one of our own; he can take you home."

I nodded, without being pretentious.

I couldn't help with what happened next, nor could I get involved.

"Chen Yang".

Just before I got into the car, Lu Yan called out to me.

I turned around and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"I'll continue to inquire about Lei Zhenshan for you. If things really don't work out with the bureau, I'll have the old man find a few masters to do a divination for you."

Upon hearing this, a warm feeling welled up inside me.

I nodded and waved to her, "Understood, Director Lu. You can go back to your work now."

Lu Yan didn't say much. Facing me with her hands behind her back, she stretched out one hand and made a waving goodbye gesture.

It was already 2 a.m. when I got back to my rented room.

Pushing open the door, the room was pitch black, with only a beam of dim yellow light from the streetlamp outside casting a shadow on the floor, giving it a somewhat desolate feel.

I didn't turn on the light, but closed the door behind me and leaned against it, letting out a long sigh of relief.

The tension that had lasted all night finally eased completely after I returned to this small space that belonged to me.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of exhaustion overwhelmed me.

I forced myself to walk into the bathroom and turn on the shower.

After taking a shower, I wore only a towel and sat cross-legged on the living room floor.

I didn't rush to sleep, even though my body was protesting fiercely. I knew that my current state was the best time to reflect on my practice.

I began to slowly adjust my breathing according to the family's traditional method.

Inhale like silk, long and fine; exhale like an arrow, short and powerful.

Although Tiangong's words were somewhat puzzling, one thing he was right about.

Become stronger.

Only by becoming powerful enough can one suppress all conspiracies and schemes.

Those seemingly shrouded mysteries will no longer be secrets.

call--

Having figured these things out, I stopped having distracting thoughts and completely calmed down to focus on circulating my energy throughout my body.

As time went by, the droplets of malevolent energy within the dantian began to recover little by little, slowly but becoming more refined than before.

I don't know how much time passed.

The sky outside the window was already turning a pale white.

I slowly opened my eyes, a dark light flashing deep within my pupils.

The malevolent energy within his body had recovered by 70%, and his mental fatigue had also dissipated by more than half.

Although my body is still a little sore, that feeling of strength has returned.

I stood up, stretched my stiff neck, and it cracked.

I walked to the window and drew back the curtains.

The first rays of morning sunlight streamed in and warmed my face.