Xuan Ji's mind went blank for a moment, and suddenly, he seemed to be back in the university classroom - he was playing against his classmates, and was caught by the old professor to answer questions by name.
All the small eyes around were looking at him, only Sheng Lingyuan stood outside the crowd with a half-smile, as if looking at him, but he was not in his eyes.
"I… "
Xuan Ji stared blankly at Sheng Lingyuan, and for a moment, he suddenly realized that there was a delusion in his heart—he wanted to hide Sheng Lingyuan.
When Xuan Ji made up the nonsense of "Sword Spirit", Xuan Ji's memory has not yet recovered, it was completely out of subconsciousness.
In fact, it is troublesome to explain Sheng Lingyuan's origin carefully, but it is not impossible to say, although the dynasty has changed many times, and even the foundation of the feudal monarchy has collapsed, Sheng Xiao is still the emperor after all. The current situation where all ethnic groups are mixed and muddled into one country is created by him alone, and he doesn't want to ruin it.
As long as he doesn't want to restore, there is no fundamental contradiction between him and this world.
It was Xuan Ji himself who wanted to hide him. On the one hand, he wanted to pile up all the new and good things he had never seen before in front of Sheng Lingyuan. He wished he could pour three thousand years of sound and color into his six senses. On the other hand, he wanted to use himself to isolate Sheng Lingyuan... or the Emperor, from this world.
Back then, the world was like a torrential ocean wave, and Suzaku Tianling trapped in the sword was a tiny mayfly in the waves, trying his best to turn his head in despair. The heavy sense of powerlessness condensed into a glass box, stuck in his heart, and he wanted to put Sheng Lingyuan in it... The power and responsibility agreement in the bureau seemed tailor-made for him.
Then, in a place where no one knows their past and present lives, they can pretend that the past and the past do not exist, and there are no problems left by history.
But the east has revealed a ray of sky that is about to dawn, and the sun is about to rise as usual, but the past is still there.
Lingyuan is a monster crawling out of the human heart. At first, he was just tired and wanted to solve everything quietly and had to sleep forever. Later, he knew everything, probably because he saw the secret delusions in his heart, and just pampered him and played with him all the time.
Wang Ze heard him snort and didn't have any more to say. He asked cautiously, "Director Xuan, why are you stuttering?"
Xiao Zheng on the phone said: "Before he died, the old bureau chief kept saying 'tell Tong'. This 'Tong' refers to you, right? Who are you?"
"That's right," Wang Ze reacted, and turned to Xuan Ji in shock, "Director Xuan, how old are you... no, how old are you? How can you still be so young and beautiful?"
Xuan Ji: "..."
Thanks to the black carp, Xuan Ji managed to recover and waved his hand: "It's a long story... don't talk standing in the snow, is there a place to sit?"
Xiao Zheng on the phone thought for a while, reported an address, and heard that it was not far from Xishan: "It's a farmhouse, I know it well, and it's fairly quiet. I'll finish sorting out the old director's belongings here, and see you there later."
The field workers were bombarded by bombings one after another, so they couldn't find the north, so they had to rely on inertia to leave enough people on the scene to deal with the safety hazards in the ruins, and then they came to the place Xiao Zheng said to gather in a dream, and talked with Bureau Huang and others. The two meet.
Half an hour later, they arrived at a place in the western suburbs of Yong'an—
"Damn..." Wang Ze gasped, "Can it be called 'Nongjiale'? This is 'Manor', right?"
It is an ecological park with a great sense of design, which has been basically completed.
It has contracted a whole mountain top, and there are two artificial lakes under the mountain, the big one is a fish pond, and the small one is a lotus pond. The field will still be empty, but it has been organized and divided into districts. A whole row of holiday villas are adjacent to the water. As for the building, there is a stadium behind it, and there is an orchard—it is said to be a supporting accessory for the wine cellar.
Xiao Zheng and Bureau Huang had already come over from the special detention center and were waiting for them at the door.
"It was invested by relatives," Xiao Zheng briefly introduced, "it's still in the preparation stage, and it hasn't opened to the outside world. Sometimes I live here for the convenience of going to work. It's relatively simple, but it's quite quiet and the place is big enough."
No wonder he acts like he is in the bureau, whenever there is an emergency, he can be there as soon as possible!
"I used to only hear that the children of wealthy families buy houses wherever they work, and I thought it was 'extremely extravagant'," Wang Ze murmured, "unexpectedly, poverty still limits my imagination. , Father Xiao, what kind of fairy relative is this in our family, so righteous?"
Xiao Zheng coughed dryly: "...my dad."
"Tsk, what are you talking about? We call our direct blood relatives within three generations, do we use the word 'relative'?" Wang Ze said with a serious face, "It's too much - don't take us to see grandpa and his old man .Then what, is my grandfather in Yong'an? This year I will pay New Year's greetings to his old man."
Xiao Zheng: "..."
Sheng Lingyuan didn't talk to Xuan Ji all this time, it seemed that he suddenly became interested in the beautiful scenery of Xishan, and enjoyed it along the way with the rising sun, calmly accepting everyone's scrutiny or speculation.
"I just secretly searched on Baidu," Wang Ze followed Xiao Zheng who was leading the way, and whispered, "Emperor Wu's 'Du Ling Palace' covers an area of nearly 4,000 mu. Director Xiao, how big is our manor?"
Xiao Zheng didn't say a word, and couldn't help but tugged on his collar. Wang Ze noticed that he had fastened the "discipline buckle".
Wang Ze glanced at Sheng Lingyuan secretly: "Although Team Yan told me...but it doesn't look like the one in the history book, Director Xiao, do you believe he is..."
"We found a recording pen in the old director's belongings." Xiao Zheng lowered his voice and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. During detention, electronic devices are usually confiscated, but the "special detention center" is the Bureau itself after all. The old director has been in office for decades, and he has worked hard without credit, and he is so old, so he said that he could not read clearly when he asked for a voice recorder that could dictate, the person in charge of the special detention center opened his eyes One eye is closed.
"The recording inside has been copied and backed up to my phone," Xiao Zheng said, "You can listen to it."
Wang Ze took it and plugged in the earphones, turned on an audio, and heard a familiar voice inside saying: "... My name is Xiang Zhang, and I am short of a hundred years old in eight days, but I always have a feeling recently that I am afraid I will not be able to pass this hurdle. Leave one Backup, just in case."
Wang Ze looked up at Xiao Zheng in surprise—"Xiang Zhang" was the name of the old bureau chief.
Xiao Zheng nodded lightly: "Well, it's him."
"In the old society, I grew up eating a lot of food. I didn't know who my parents were when I was a child. I followed the troupe to travel all over the country. I went to the north at the age of fourteen. I awakened special abilities. I was a power system. I couldn't control everything at first. , Accidentally smashed the bowl while serving the meal, and stepped on the stage during the performance... The host thought I did it on purpose, and got beaten up several times for this."
"Later, there was a 'loafer' who wanted to take advantage of my senior sister. I protected my senior sister and pushed the man with my fist. Unexpectedly, the man was like paper, with a broken rib pierced into his lung and died. People were killed, the sufferer was the brother-in-law of a warlord, rich and powerful, the theater troupe ran away overnight in fright, the troupe owner asked me to find a way to survive by myself, and don’t involve them. I had nowhere to go, wandering and begging near Xishan, my newly mutated body It takes a lot of energy, and I'm dizzy with hunger, and I just want to... die, find a place to bury myself."
"The local people have long had legends about the sacred tree. Many folk tales have the plot of the "sacred tree apparition". The ruins of the temple are still there. But it is said that the sacred tree has soared and cannot be found—in fact, the "mutual aid association" surrounded the sacred tree. The tree has been built, and ordinary people can't see it. That day, I was attracted by something, and I came to the legendary sacred tree in a daze."
"I thought that since I was destined, let me do my obeisance, and bless me to have a good baby with both parents in my next life, so I kowtowed to the sacred tree a few times, and after I kowtowed, I found a tree with a crooked neck next to it, and prepared to hang myself."
"Hanging three times, the branch broke once, the rope broke twice, as if someone would not let me die, and the third floor fell from the tree. I don't know if I fell or I was hungry. I passed out, lost. I had a vague dream, dreaming that someone read a few formulas in my ear, and then said to me, "You worship me, you are my disciple, I will let your senior brother take care of you, live well, do something Useful thing'."
"When I woke up again, I saw an old man with a white beard who fed me a bowl of porridge—that's my brother."
"Brother later took me to meet a lot of 'special abilities' from back then. There were all kinds of people from different religions and nine schools. Pass on the "cheats" heard from the Divine Tree. The Divine Tree will conjure dreams, but not everyone can dream, and it does not happen every day. Generally, people who have just awakened special abilities are more likely to be conjured. It is because the energy field of people who have just awakened their special abilities is unstable, and it is easier to resonate."
"Every time the 'apparition' entrusts a dream, there is only a moment, and there is only time to say a few words. Anyone who hears it will take it out and tell others, and practice together... No one hides it privately, and it's useless to hide it. The sacred tree seems to be looking at us. , If someone hides it privately, next time you won’t entrust the dream to him, but if you entrust the dream to others, the same formula will be passed on, which will not be able to be concealed, and will delay the progress.”
"After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the organization approached us and said that they wanted to set up a different control bureau. That night, several brothers and sisters in the meeting dreamed of the divine tree appearing at the same time. Everyone met to discuss it the next day. , we donated the base camp, and all of them were absorbed into the work of the Alien Control Bureau."
"After the establishment of the Alien Control Bureau, the Divine Tree didn't give us much dreams. Fortunately, we have established a complete energy monitoring system, and it can operate normally without the Divine Tree... I didn't know why until later—it turned out that we have worshiped the 'Master' for so many years. "It's not the tree, it's the vines wrapped around the tree. The vines hold the things in the tree. It is said that it is a demon fetus left over from the Kyushu melee. In recent decades, Chiyuan has become more and more active, and the demon fetus has become more and more I can't hold it anymore, the trees and vines are fighting most of the time."
"I have dreamed of the sacred tree three times in total. The first time it saved my life, gave me a formula, and pulled me into the mutual aid club. The second time was ten years ago, the sacred tree suddenly appeared in a dream and told me 'Nirvana' Shi Cheng, Tong is about to be born, he is a descendant of Suzaku, only he can level Chiyuan. Before I had time to ask who Tong was, I only saw a clan emblem and a stone, and heard a beast-like roar in my dream , woke me up."
"A hundred years have passed, and all the old people in the Mutual Aid Association have disappeared. Except for me, no one around me believes in the sacred tree. I can't explain it clearly to others, so I have to secretly search for this 'Tong' and the family emblem. I have checked all relevant activities, and checked countless people with homophones in their names, but I have no idea, until Xiao Xiao came to my house one time, saw the totem of the family emblem I printed out, and accidentally said that he seems to be somewhere I've seen it, it looks familiar."
"I searched for ten years and failed to find this person. Only then did I get a clue. I quickly searched all the people around Xiao Xiao, and finally my suspicion fell on Xuan Ji. This young man is very deep in the city. He tried several times and found nothing I couldn't try it, so I took the opportunity of retiring and changing positions to secretly invite him to work in the Bureau of Different Controls, but I didn't expect him to agree."
"I originally wanted to have a long life, and I had the opportunity to find him to be honest, but I didn't have time. It was like someone was watching me. As soon as Xuan Ji took office, things suddenly took a turn for the worse. A mistake I made before was suddenly dug out... or In the most dire of ways."
"Just a few days ago, I dreamed of the sacred tree... the vine for the third time in the detention center. This time I only saw a four-dimensional monster wrapped around it. The monsters bit the vine body, and each other wanted to strangle each other. The upper body of the monster It has already grown up, and about one-third of it is still a phantom, and there are countless densely packed small characters on the phantom... I have read Bi Chunsheng's dossier, and it is a gloomy sacrificial text."
"Teng only said one sentence, 'The gloomy sacrifice is completed, and the emperor returns to the throne'. I knew something was about to happen, and before I finished listening, the gloomy ritual in my dream pressed towards me, piercing through my face. It hit my chest. When I woke up, I found that the area on my chest was dark and cold, so I hurriedly made an appointment to see Xuanji, but the blackness spread faster than I thought, and it might be too late... "
After the audio is gone, it stops abruptly.
Wang Ze: "What's the situation? Then?"
Xiao Zheng shook his head: "The recording time was two days ago, but the staff in the detention center said that after that day, the old director's daily activities went on as usual, and he even chatted with people with a smile on his face. If this audio was really recorded by him, then..."
Wang Ze: "It's like being controlled."
Xiao Zheng said: "People in the detention center found that the recording pen was dropped in the dining room. There were finger marks on it, as if it had been squeezed hard. It should be the last consciousness of the old director, and he tried to throw it out... But they obviously checked the equipment at that time. , but found that there was only a self-introduction audio, and the file was hidden."
Wang Ze: "Then why is it restored now?"
"I don't know." Xiao Zheng shook his head slowly, his face darkened, "Maybe the other party succeeded in plotting and mocking us, or it might be another trap."