Time is like water, fleeting.
Three years count winter and summer, and three years are fleeting.
Mu Rong is thirty years old.
In the past few years, she has taken Sang Yu through many famous mountains and rivers, not only fulfilling the original promise, but also going to many places that were not planned in time.
At the beginning, Murong still chose to take transportation, but one day she suddenly realized that the journey was too short and life was too long, so she didn't even use transportation at all, and chose the same way as Su Sifang did—walking.
After getting used to the initial hardships, I found that this method has a different taste. Slow down and have more time to discover a different kind of scenery.
According to Mu Rong's words: under the care of Aunt Sun, the business of the store is booming day by day, and her son no longer objects.
Several times, Aunt Sun called and asked Murong if she could transfer the store to her. She promised to take good care of the tree in the backyard, and the price was negotiable.
Mu Rong refused, and Aunt Sun asked her what she was trying to do? Anyway, she doesn't have time to run the business, so why not use the shop for a sum of money
Murong was silent for a long time, and asked Aunt Sun a question: Isn't it a good thing to make money without cost? Why do you have to buy the shop
Aunt Sun hung up the phone with a blushing face.
Sang Tong kept her promise and did not take the initiative to contact Mu Rong. Although she is still the section chief of the Special Incident Management Bureau, she has gradually faded out of the management.
After more than three years of development, the Bureau of Special Events has been rejuvenated. All departments have been expanded, and Sang Tong has become the youngest director of the Special Events Bureau since its creation.
What Mu Rong didn't know was that although she wasn't in Jianghu, her legend was still circulating in the bureau, and many newcomers were proud to be able to join Murong's department.
Murong's deeds of destroying mass graves in the northeast to prevent the call of the ancient kingdom of Huangquan, and fighting hard to fight for peace for all mankind have long been recorded in the files of the bureau, and he has long become a mysterious idol in the hearts of these rising stars.
During the golden autumn harvest season, the Bureau of Special Events Handling is about to hold a high-level regular meeting every five years.
The secretary knocked on the door of the director's office, and handed over the registration form for the participants with both hands: "For this regular meeting, Academician Liu, the executive consultant, is old enough to send a secretary. Su Sifang did not come, but Director Hua of the Southwest Special Office called and said: She still has some important things in her hands, and she will arrive at the base the night before the meeting."
Sang Tong picked up the form and stared at the word "Su Sifang" for a long time, then said indifferently: "Revoke the status of Su Sifang's special consultant, have you sent someone to visit Old Academician Liu?"
"Already visited."
"Well, in the future, there will be no need to count Murong in such meetings. I have specially approved her not to attend any regular meetings."
The secretary nodded and wrote down, the word "Murong" became more and more mysterious.
"Is the chief of the unconventional supernatural event section in the Northeast region here?"
"Section Chief Zeng arrived yesterday and is at the base."
"Call him over here."
"yes."
…
Zeng Tianhan pushed the door open and walked in: "Director, you are looking for me."
Sang Tong's expression was calm, and he didn't mind Zeng Tianhan's uninvited admission: "Sit."
Zeng Tianhan sat on the sofa opposite, Sang Tong crossed his fingers on the work desk and looked at Zeng Tianhan for a while: "Long time no see."
"Yeah, what's the matter with me?"
"Has the murderer who killed Third Hui been found?"
Zeng Tianhan was stunned: "No, the leader of the Hui family has been investigating for the past few years, but there is no result."
"There is no news about the hairpin of the leader of the Golden Flower?"
"Yes, I'm afraid it's lost."
"How is the Northeast? Is it still peaceful?"
Zeng Tianhan leaned back and sighed with emotion: "That's all, let's make do."
Sang Tong was amused: "Say it well, what is improvisation? I'm asking you to report to work."
Zeng Tianhan took out a pack of cigarettes, Sang Tong pushed the ashtray on the table forward, Zeng Tianhan took the ashtray and put it on the armrest of the sofa, lit one and took two puffs: "Three years ago, the gate of Fengdu was suddenly closed for several months. , causing a large number of ghosts to stay in the yang world, and then the leaders of the five clans suddenly closed four of them. These disciples and grandchildren took the opportunity to turn the world upside down. In the past, the immortals who could stand up and go out must at least cultivate to the extent that they can transform themselves. Now it is not the case. Sigh... Messy things attach to people's bodies and talk nonsense, and what's more, they force ordinary people whose birth dates match them to stand up, and torture people if they don't agree. I just cleaned up a batch a while ago, but I still can't suppress them Stay, chaos!"
Zeng Tianhan flicked the cigarette ash and snorted coldly: "Aren't you kidding me? A few days ago I caught a yellow-skinned man who had just opened up his mind, and hid in someone's straw to inhale and practice. It was too slow! I wanted to use the human body to practice. .There was trouble with that family a few times, and the rural couple was also confused, so they agreed. Ask someone to forget the auspicious day, write the hall, and stop planting at home to see things and treat diseases. I let my apprentice go there To find out, the yellow-skinned child saw that my apprentice was shallow, and after being possessed, he talked nonsense, saying that he was a golden-cloaked immortal in the Dishui Cave of the Golden Mountain, and that he would kill three animals when he opened his mouth! When I caught it, it was hidden in the straw pile. It happened to be raining and dripping water in the straw pile in those few days, so it said it was in the dripping cave of Jinshan Mountain."
Sang Tong smiled: "Have you accepted your apprentice?"
"Well, I suddenly feel that my health is not very good. Hurry up and bring out the apprentice and prepare to retire. How about you? Confiscate an apprentice or something?"
"No, I don't dare to accept if the master doesn't nod. I think my health is not bad, and I can work for a few more years."
"The older generation in the bureau went and retreated; now our group of people is basically the ranks of "old people" in the eyes of the people below."
Sang Tong smiled knowingly, and in the conversation between you and me, the embarrassment when he first entered the door was diluted.
Sang Tong restrained his smile, looked into Zeng Tianhan's eyes and said seriously: "The person who summoned the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder to destroy Yuexiang Village was really not me."
The joke that Zeng Tianhan was about to utter was stuck in his throat, so he became serious and stubbed out his cigarette butt and remained silent for a while: "Actually, after so many years, I also figured it out, but today you can tell me yourself, it's considered a gift to me." Liberation, I'm sorry back then."
"It's nothing, it's all over."
"I thought you were so proud that you would never explain it to me in your whole life."
Sang Tong smiled noncommittally: "I called you here this time because I want to tell you some information, which may explain the situation in the Northeast."
"Well, please tell me."
"Do you know the Dharma-ending period?"
Zeng Tianhan frowned: "It sounds familiar, but I don't know exactly what it is. Is this Buddhist Zen language?"
"Yes, as Su Sifang mentioned before, I recently read the Buddhist scriptures and looked up some information in my free time, and I got a general understanding."
"How to say?"
"Taoism does not have the idea of the Dharma-ending period. I figured it out after thinking about it for a few days. Taoism emphasizes self-cultivation. Cultivating the mind, practicing Zen, meditating, chanting scriptures, and worshiping Buddha, you can’t see what you get. To put it bluntly, the end of the Dharma period is a kind of loss of human heart and morality and loss of faith. These have relatively little impact on ordinary Taoist disciples, but It has a certain impact on those heavenly gods who have already ascended. They have no physical body and can no longer accumulate practice. Their mana is maintained by the power of belief in the world. The coming of the end of the Dharma can be said to be a common catastrophe for the three realms and six realms. To avoid this catastrophe, there are many people who can’t retreat. Even the King of Hades in Fengdu has retreated. I think the sudden closure of Fengdu City may have something to do with this, and the chaos in the fairy world in your northeast, I’m afraid It is also inseparable from the Dharma-ending period.”
"So that's what happened! The leaders of the five clans retreated four, leaving only one leader of the Bai family who is good at treating patients and saving lives. That compassionate person doesn't care about world affairs, but only the Bai family is not in chaos. The other four clans Everything is messed up! The situation of the Liu family is the most serious, the two brothers Tianlong and Tianmang are martial idiots, the second lady Liu's cultivation base has been abolished and she doesn't know where she is going, the third grandmother Hui is the biggest under the leader of the Hui family, and her old man is gone. The Hu and Huang families are most protective of their children. It is also good to have more shares for their descendants. If there is no major incident, let it go. In addition, Fengdu suddenly closed three years ago and a large number of wandering spirits are floating in the world. There are many ghosts in the Northeast now. Tang, it’s not easy to hurt people. I don’t have all the pillars in my body, and I can’t manage too much about the affairs of the Liu family. Where has Murong gone? Can you call her back to help me? How can I say that the Northeast is also her hometown.”
"She's not a bad person now, and it may be a bit difficult to deal with supernatural events, but her mental power has never been seen in three years, so I don't know what level it is now, maybe it can surprise us."
"Then why don't you call her back soon? I'm already devastated."
"I promised her that she would not interfere with her life if there were no major issues. Besides, you have the Three Treasures in your hands. Isn't it easy to deal with these things? I think you might as well find a way to make up the four pillars on your body, and then invite Second Lady Liu back to sit in charge .”
"Well, I won't tell you, I've never seen such an irresponsible boss like you! Murong, the section chief, is too leisurely, it's really different."
Sang Tong hooked the corner of her mouth, she made a call a few days ago that the wanderer was returning home, and Murong should be back soon.
…
Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the five-year regular meeting was held as scheduled.
However, Hua Yunyue, who had promised to arrive the day before the meeting, did not arrive as scheduled.
The Bureau has compiled the documents submitted by the responsible persons in various regions. In the past five years, the Bureau of Special Events has solved more than 2,300 supernatural incidents, an increase of nearly 50% compared to the previous five years. .
The high-level executives have lamented that the past five years have not been peaceful, but they can't find the root cause.
Sang Tong arranged the future five-year plan and strategic policy, and listened to the opinions of some members. After the meeting, the technology group updated the new generation of equipment for the participating members.
She dialed Hua Yunyue's phone, and the other end of the phone said that she was not in the service area, and she called Hua Yunyue's satellite to tell her that the phone was turned off.