After the contest ended, the camp returned to normal order.
However, there is more and more information in front of Chen Xiao.
The information recorded in these documents is basically a thick stack of missing or deceased people, which makes Chen Xiao know that the camp has not seemed to be too peaceful recently.
All the data cases are surprisingly bizarre, no matter how they investigate, they can't find any clues about the murderer.
There is a terrifying legend about a murderous black house recently circulating in the camp. Chen Xiao feels that the two should be related.
According to rumors, as long as you find a light-tight room in the camp and put the information of the person you want to kill in it, the black room will kill that person.
It's like a pact with death.
Once the thing is successful, the user must leave enough reward in the house, otherwise he will die.
Many people have tried, and the results are as rumored, so this has also caused a lot of bizarre deaths.
Chen Xiao wasn't sure if this was true, but these cases were on his desk, and he had to investigate.
After all, he was the only third-stage cultivator in the camp. In terms of strength, he was still very strong among the cultivators in the camp, not compared with the blind monk Meng Ke's group.
Just then, a subordinate rushed into the office in a hurry.
"Captain, the official people are here!"
Chen Xiao made a move in his hand, and frowned slightly.
They had probably guessed that the armed helicopters that flew by the night before had found them, and Chen Xiao was also prepared.
"How many are there?" Chen Xiao asked.
The eyes of his subordinates are full of apprehension, and the official people are like a mountain in their hearts, which represents absolute power.
"About... about five hundred people."
The stronger the cultivation base is, the more things you can look at, there are already numbers in your heart. If you say that there are 500 people, then the maximum difference will not exceed 20.
Chen Xiao thought for a while, and after giving a few words, collected the information and walked outside.
Five hundred people, which means that the official attitude is not necessarily very tough, otherwise, it is very likely that the modern armed combat force will come.
Sure enough, when Chen Xiao walked to the door, he saw that the official people were wearing gray camouflage uniforms, and their military appearances were uniform.
This scene made him secretly relieved.
Fortunately, they did not want to break into the door forcefully.
Chen Xiao smiled and walked out quickly.
"You are the leader of this camp?" It was a middle-aged man who spoke. His eyes were like torches under the camouflage hat. His arms were naturally hanging by his side, thick but coordinated.
Looking at him, Chen Xiao felt an extremely concentrated spirit from these eyes.
"There is no leader in the Mangshan camp, I'm just the deputy captain of the camp guard." Chen Xiao replied with a smile.
When he came, he had already sent someone to notify the blind monk and others, and to talk to the official, he just had to wait for the others to come.
The middle-aged man nodded and didn't speak.
Perhaps in his opinion, a deputy captain cannot speak on behalf of the camp's right to speak, Chen Xiao secretly said.
That's fine, he doesn't speak to me, that means he speaks on behalf of the official.
Chen Xiao and the others are afraid of the government being tough. Once the government is tough, the blind monk and others may not necessarily die, but they are not necessarily so.
Immortals fight, they don't know how they died.
Thinking about it, the scene quieted down for a while.
Not long after, the blind monk and others rushed over.
"Can you speak on behalf of this camp?" The middle-aged man looked at the blind monk and asked directly.
Before waiting for the blind monk to speak, he continued: "We are officials of the Xia Kingdom, please take us to see Mr. Meng."
Mr. Meng
"You mean, Meng Ke?" The blind monk looked at him blankly. How did the official people know about Meng Ke
Undoubtedly, in terms of strength, although Meng Ke never really showed his strength, he was definitely the most powerful one in the camp.
Official power, blind monks do not want to confront hardships, it is best to live in peace.
He thought about it for a while, and asked tentatively, "What are you doing with Mr. Meng?"
The middle-aged man looked at him, paused for a while, and finally said, "It's official, you don't need to ask more."
Behind the middle-aged man is the country of Xia. The blind monk is indeed stronger than them, but in front of a country, it is nothing at all.
This is just the tough stance that officials should have.
Suddenly, the blind monk choked.
The dignity of the strong made him look down on middle-aged men, but he also understood the strength of the Xia Kingdom.
He didn't hide his strength, and it wasn't that he was being treated like this by someone who was much weaker than himself.
This feeling is quite uncomfortable.
Without further ado, the blind monk asked him to leave the more than 500 people outside the camp and walked towards the magic tower with the middle-aged man.
He didn't want to talk to this person anymore, he was tired of talking too much.
Let him go and talk to Meng Ke.
If Meng Ke is really as powerful as Ryze said, then the official Xia Guo should be nothing in his eyes.
The blind monk suddenly had some anticipation. If Meng Ke really had an affair with the official Xia State...it seemed like a good thing
But he can only think about it, he can't control the two sides at all.
Along the way, the middle-aged man's eyes kept looking at the surroundings, and finally, with complicated eyes, he kept looking at the towering Mangshan Sacred Stone.
After a while, they came to the outside of the magic tower.
Meng Ke's figure did not know when it had already stood here.
"Team Lee."
The blind monk was stunned, but the middle-aged man was not surprised at all. It seemed that it was normal for a strong man like Meng Ke to know his name inexplicably.
He suddenly became serious and bowed his hands in salute. The middle-aged man called Team Li said solemnly, "Mr. Meng, I am the official representative of the Xia Kingdom."
Meng Ke nodded.
The middle-aged man did not beat around the bush and said directly:
"The official Xia Guo hopes to cooperate with Mr. Meng."
"Because of the stone tablet?" Meng Ke smiled, as if he could know everything the middle-aged man wanted to say.
The middle-aged man nodded. They had already consulted their superiors when they came, and even more so, they had made a divination about this operation.
The Taoist priest gave three hexagrams, and finally gave them advice. Toughness is the big ominous, and cooperation is the good luck. However, the most important sign is not to contact.
Knowing that it is not the official attitude not to contact them, so the official Xia Guo chose to send them here in a desperate way.
Since cooperation is a sign of good fortune, adapt accordingly.
Since the display screen that can exchange various items disappeared, their development has been greatly hindered. Now that they have discovered something like the Mangshan Holy Stone, the knowledge in it makes them envious!