big week bad guy

Chapter 131 A myriad of different spells

Zhao Xun coughed and explained: "It seems that Daoist Li doesn't listen to things outside the window, and he is focused on cultivating Taoism to seek longevity. His Majesty is about to hold a banquet for Jiedu envoys in Furong Garden. It's about."

Li Chunfeng said with emotion: "So that's the case."

"But Pindao always feels that something is wrong, but he can't tell."

Li Chunfeng frowned and said, "It seems that all this happened by coincidence."

Zhao Xun couldn't help but freeze when he heard the words.

Indeed, all this happened by coincidence, Li Chunfeng did not say that he hadn't realized it yet.But when Li Chunfeng said this, Zhao Xun could also feel that strange feeling.

"This case still needs to be discussed in the long run. Let's go back to the Yamen first."

Zhao Xun said these words to Wangcai and Jia Xingwen, and Li Chunfeng on the side also nodded: "It's a long-term plan, and Pindao will return to Qin Tianjian to report to the supervisor."

The group left separately, but the old eunuch Wen Liang said with emotion: "Your Majesty bless you, please don't let anything go wrong again."

After returning to the Office of Bad People, Zhao Xun immediately analyzed the situation.

Judging from the current known situation, the possibility of someone from the Mozong making a move is the greatest.

But there is still a possibility that someone used the Demon Sect as a cover to distract everyone's attention.

Zhao Xun felt that this possibility also existed.

Having suffered a loss before, it is naturally impossible for Zhao Xun to fall twice in one place.

He immediately decided to go to the document library to check the relevant files to see if he could find out the strange magic that could forge other's martial arts.

The clerk of the villain's file library has become an old acquaintance with Zhao Xun now, not to mention that Zhao Xun is now a popular niche in the villain's office, so he naturally wants to serve him well.

According to Zhao Xun's request, the old official pulled out all the files involving strange arts and sent them to Zhao Xun.

Zhao Xun flipped through the books and started working in a crazy mode.

As long as you don't die, you will die.

This is Zhao Xun's crazy introversion experience in his previous life as a social animal.

There is no leader who dislikes employees who work hard, at least in Feng Hao's view, Zhao Xun is definitely worth cultivating.

"I really don't know if I don't see it. I was shocked when I saw it. I didn't expect that there are so many different arts in this world."

The strange art itself is not terrible. What is terrible is that the people who practice the strange art lose their heart, or become demons or become tools of others.

In the case of loss of mind, practitioners will seriously threaten the lives of others.

For example, the tragedy in the Hibiscus Garden this time, no matter whether it was caused by the monsters of the Demon Sect or not, it must have something to do with the practitioners.

beast?

Zhao Xun was not a three-year-old child, he would never believe that the maid died at the mouth of a wild beast.

And how could the beast kill Yingchun and throw it into the well? Could it be that the beast has become a spirit?

"Illusion can transform into the appearance of anyone I've seen. This sounds terrible. Could it be that some of the people I see every day are transformed by illusion?"

"Beast Transformation, this is even more outrageous. A living person can turn into a wild beast, but the duration varies greatly depending on the level of cultivation."

"Exorcism, this seems to be the magic of the Demon Sect. It can control the dead corpses and drive them into the battle like pawns."

The book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own golden house.

At first Zhao Xun felt that this sentence was poisonous chicken soup, but now it seems that it is really reasonable.

At least in the Great Zhou Empire, in this world of practitioners, practice cheats are the necessary reserves and reliance for him to open up the upward channel and keep climbing.

"Alchemy, the practical value of this strange art is very high. A gentleman loves money and obtains it in a proper way. I don't know if using alchemy to make gold is considered a proper way or a gentleman. This should be something that Taoism is good at. Changing Today, I have to ask my teacher, Daoist Qinglian, if I can’t, I should ask my adoptive father Yuan Tiangang."

Although Zhao Xun is the son of Cheng Guogong, a top-notch rich dude, no one in this world despises him who has a lot of money.

Even if he is the king of a country, the aloof Emperor Xianlong also set up a small treasury to pull money out of the treasury.

With money and resources, many things can be easily solved.

Zhao Xun watched it for an hour and read more than a dozen different spells.

These strange arts all have one thing in common, that is, they have extremely strict requirements on levels.

Even alchemy requires practitioners to reach the fifth rank or above.

For an eighth-rank scum like Zhao Xun, there is no need to think about any strange skills.

Zhao Xun couldn't help being disappointed.

Such a good opportunity to make money was missed by him.

What a pity, what a pity.

A low rank really means no human rights. It seems that he has to practice hard and strive to reach the seventh rank as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if it is passed on, the dignified mountain master's disciple, the son of Qin Tianjian's righteous son, and Qinglian's disciple are eighth-rank scum. Not only Zhao Xun will lose face, but these three big bosses will also lose face.

"Brother Mingyun, it's time for dinner. People are iron and rice is steel. That's what you told me. Although investigation is important, you can't starve yourself."

"That's the truth."

Zhao Xun's stomach was already growling with hunger, and he thought that he had to sacrifice to the Wu Zang Temple first.

Under Zhao Xun's strong suggestion, the food in the bad man's yamen's kitchen has improved a lot.

At least Zhao Xun and the others don't have to call Wangcai to order takeaway every time.

There is nothing wrong with the takeaway itself, and it is extremely delicious.

But if they eat more often, it is inevitable that they will easily provoke gossip.

Office politics is like this. There will always be jealous people gossip and slander you behind your back. In fact, they get nothing, but they get enough pleasure from the process of slandering you.

To get along well with people, besides not being able to engage in small circles and small groups, the most important thing is to get along with others, at least on the face of it, you must get along with everyone.

So Zhao Xun decided to go to the kitchen to eat during this time.

In this way, those people who talk behind their backs can't find a reason to criticize Zhao Xun.

Zhao Xun now realizes that people's words are scary, and the more popular he is, the more he needs to pay attention, and he must not give people a reason to attack him easily.

"Well, today's bacon fried rice tastes really good, it's almost as good as my cook's."

"I've said it a long time ago, but any problem that money can solve is not a problem."

Zhao Xun picked up a fried peanut and put it in his mouth, chewing happily.

"Brother Mingyun, you just checked the file for an hour, but what did you find?"

Zhao Xun took a sip of wine, shook his head and said, "No, I did find out many kinds of strange arts, but it seems that there are no strange arts that can be faked as practitioners of other sects."

(End of this chapter)