My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Secretary Wang nodded thoughtfully, then took a breath and said, "This Yin Yang Master is so amazing! He knew something was wrong with Ma Tao just by looking at him! No wonder he was suspicious of him from the beginning! I was wondering why he refused to save people even if I asked him to. It turns out that Ma Tao really deserves to die as he said!"

Chen Wenjin and Dapeng looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

In other words, how angry I was about Zhang Hao yesterday was as shocked today.

If you think about it carefully, if Zhang Hao hadn't insisted on his own opinion, they probably wouldn't know that Jiang Sheng was dead, nor that Ma Tao was an international cultural relics smuggler.

There is not a single one of those who engage in archaeological work who does not hate those who smuggle and steal cultural relics.

"Hmph!" Chen Wenjin couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"Good death! A worthy death! Thanks to Mr. Yin Yang, otherwise we would still be in the dark! Oh, I misunderstood Mr. Yin Yang before! I wonder if it's too late to apologize to him now?"

Chen Wenjin sighed and shook her head slightly.

Although they could not understand Mr. Yin Yang's perspective on things, judging from the results, Zhang Hao was not wrong in his judgment of people.

Fortunately, he held on yesterday!

Otherwise, all the members of their archaeological team would become Ma Tao's accomplices.

Chen Wenjin couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on her scalp when she thought of this.

Dapeng couldn't help but sigh and said, "Yeah! This time I really misunderstood Mr. Yin Yang, and the misunderstanding was huge! When Mr. Yin Yang fished out their bodies, Jiang Sheng was still holding Ma Tao! I was wondering what was going on at the time. I guess this was Jiang Sheng's grudge before his death... Now everything makes sense!"

Several people looked at each other, and the image of the lone bamboo raft on the river appeared in their minds again, with indescribable shock and emotion surging in their hearts.

"But then again, why did he want to kill Jiang Sheng?" Secretary Wang asked this question with a confused look on his face.

Those members of the archaeological team who were frustratingly simple-minded were naturally puzzled.

However, Director Li and his secretary had been working in the National Security Bureau for many years and were well aware of the complexity of human nature. Therefore, they understood the mystery without much thought.

Director Li slowly spoke: "I heard that priceless antiques and cultural relics appeared on the river recently. Each one is a priceless treasure!"

"Since Xu Haitao is an international cultural relic smuggler and thief, his motive for murder is naturally related to these treasures."

“That’s not hard to understand.”

"It just so happens that a treasure has reappeared on the river. How can he, a fugitive charged with multiple crimes, not be murderous when he encounters someone trying to stop him?"

Upon hearing this, Secretary Wang suddenly realized that the root of all this was actually the treasures in the river.

However, can those treasures really be touched easily?

It is said that anyone who has come into contact with those treasures has mysteriously disappeared, and their life or death is unknown.

Secretary Wang shook his head helplessly and handed the information in his hand back to Director Li. Just as he was about to express his feelings, he suddenly heard a burst of exclamations from behind him.

"Director! Director! What's wrong with you?"

Upon hearing the sound, Secretary Wang, Chen Wenjin and Dapeng looked back hurriedly, only to see Director Liu of the archaeological team lying on the ground, twitching all over.

They ran over quickly and saw that Director Liu's face was ashen, he was foaming at the mouth, his eyes were rolled back, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

"What's going on? Why did he suddenly become like this?"

The archaeological team members said with worry and fear: "We don't know either! We were joking at the time, talking about what treasure the old turtle gave to Mr. Yin Yang, and then the director suddenly fell down."

"We asked him what was wrong, but he wouldn't say anything. He just foamed at the mouth, like he was out of control!"

Chen Wenjin and Dapeng looked at each other, their hearts full of confusion.

Although they were members of the archaeological team, they were not familiar with Director Liu and just felt that the disease came too inexplicably.

"This is too weird!" Dapeng scratched his head and said in confusion, "Our archaeological team just had a physical examination two months ago. If he had any health problems, the higher-ups would not have allowed him to lead the salvage work this time!"

"This……"

"Shit, could it be that he has been invaded by evil spirits?"

"Just like what the Yin-Yang master said, I've been possessed by evil spirits!"

Chen Wenjin glared at Dapeng unhappily, thinking, you didn't believe in the Yin-Yang master two or three hours ago, why are you following his example now?
Isn't it too fast to change your face?
At this time, Secretary Wang also rushed over. After listening to the archaeologists' narration, he patted his thigh and said sadly: "Oh! Lao Liu, Lao Liu! Why don't you listen to advice? If you had listened to the advice of that Yin-Yang master, you wouldn't have become like this!"

Chen Wenjin and Dapeng looked at Secretary Wang blankly, their hearts full of confusion.

What's going on here?

Could it be that the Yin-Yang master predicted that Director Liu would have a seizure today?
Isn't this too outrageous?
"Secretary Wang, why do you say that? Could this matter be related to Mr. Yin Yang again?"

Secretary Wang shook his head and explained, "Oh, have you forgotten what the yin and yang master said? He said that people born in the year of the dragon or the snake cannot go out today. He also said that when the body is retrieved, the dragon energy at the bottom of the river will gush out, which will cause conflict!"

Dapeng and Chen Wenjin blinked, then looked at Director Liu who was lying unconscious on the ground.

"Could it be that... Director Liu... he is a dragon?"

Secretary Wang slapped his thigh and said, "He was born in the Year of the Snake! I just reminded him that it is better to believe something than not to believe it. He was too proud to believe it! Now that's it! Stop talking and go get the fortune teller!"

Dapeng nodded quickly and ran towards Sanjiashan Village.

Although the distance was a bit far, he quickly found Zhang Hao.

However, after hearing this, Zhang Hao had no intention of moving. Instead, he looked at Dapeng coldly and said, "Humph! I remember I should have asked Fatty Wang to find you and remind you that people born in the Year of the Dragon or the Year of the Snake cannot approach here today."

After saying that, Zhang Hao shouted coldly: "Fatty Wang!"

Fatty Wang, who was standing at the door, immediately ran into the room upon hearing this and looked at Zhang Hao in confusion: "Boss? What's going on?"

Zhang Hao asked, "Didn't I ask you to go to the archaeological team and remind them that people born in the year of the dragon or the snake should not go near the river today?"

"Yes! What's going on?" Fatty Wang nodded.

Zhang Hao asked again: "Did you remind them?" Fatty Wang understood instantly that there must be someone in the archaeological team who didn't believe in it and went out to watch the fun today.

So he nodded with great certainty: "Boss, you ordered me to do this. How could I forget this? I reminded everyone in the archaeological team yesterday! I can't guarantee anything else, but I am sure of this!"

Zhang Hao nodded and his attitude softened. He was certainly not really the fierce Fatty Wang.

He, Fatty Wang, Hao Xie, and Zhang Qilin are all brothers and buddies. Even if Fatty Wang really did something wrong, he would not blame them.

We are doing this now for Dapeng to see.

So he turned to look at Dapeng and said, "Then there is nothing we can do. I have already told you not to come to me if anything happens. Besides, your Director Liu was injured by the fate-related energy and there is nothing I can do. Whether it will turn out well or not is up to his own fate."

Dapeng was choked and wanted to say something several times, but nothing came out.

Finally, he could only smile and say, "Mr. Yin Yang, our previous attitude was a bit rude! We apologize to you for this. On behalf of the archaeological team, I want to say sorry to you. But our director is really dying. Can you please have some mercy? See if you can save him?"

Zhang Hao smiled and said, "If you are sick, go to the hospital? I'm not a doctor, and I've said I can't do anything. He was injured by the fate energy. This kind of injury cannot be cured. Whether he can recover depends entirely on luck."

Seeing that Zhang Hao really had no way to help, Dapeng shook his head, nodded to Zhang Hao and sighed, "Well... In that case, I won't bother Mr. Yin Yang anymore. But putting aside Director Liu's matter, my apology just now is sincere. I hope you don't take my previous misunderstanding of you to heart."

After saying that, Dapeng turned and left Zhang Hao's room.

Several screams suddenly rang out in the interrogation room.

"What? Who are you talking about?"

"Mr. Yin Yang? The Yin Yang from the Yin Yang Inn?"

"Are you sure it's the Yin Yang Master from the Yin Yang Inn in Fengmen Village, Luocheng?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Nightingale, and she could only smile bitterly and shake her head slightly.

She had expected this reaction.

After all, so many things have happened in the Yin Yang Inn recently, and each one of them has caused a sensation.

Ordinary people might not be aware of this, but as those who control the power of the Dragon Kingdom, they are extremely shocked.

The person in the photo was Zhang Hao, but for some reason, the image of the person in the photo was extremely blurry. Only a figure could be vaguely seen, and the specific appearance could not be recognized at all.

"This photo is relatively good. The other photos are more blurry, and you can't even make out the figures of people."

"We don't know the specific reason, because these photos come from many people, but they are all the same. All the photos of Mr. Yin Yang will become blurry, and the camera can't capture it clearly at all!"

"This is really special! It's like he has a kind of magnetic field around him that doesn't allow any photos or videos to be preserved. Oh, and the same goes for videos!"

After hearing what Nightingale said, everyone looked at each other.

They knew that Mr. Yin and Yang was extraordinary, but they didn't expect him to be so weird that they couldn't even take a photo of him. Could it be that he had a built-in mosaic or invisibility function?
Everyone looked at the photo again and found that after focusing, only the scenery in the center of the photo was very clear, but the scenery at the edge of the photo was extremely blurry.

Therefore, the old turtle in the photo was captured very clearly, while the Yin-Yang master in front of the old turtle became a shadow.

Nightingale nodded and explained, "Don't think about the other photos. They are all the same. They will be blurred for unknown reasons. This one is the clearest. At least you can still see a human figure."

"That is to say, unless you go to see him in person, you can't see him clearly through any modern technology."

"Besides, I checked with my comrades, and he is indeed the Yin Yang Master of the Yin Yang Inn."

"It is said that the village chief of Sanjiashan Village was possessed by an evil spirit at the time, and somehow he knew about the Yin Yang Inn."

"The rules of the Yin Yang Inn are very strange. It is not impossible to invite them to come out, but there is one thing that must be done, that is, you must visit their inn in person to invite Mr. Yin Yang."

“The village chief was in imminent danger, but Mr. Yin Yang did not leave because no one visited their inn.

It was not until the people of Sanjia Mountain went to Fengmen Village in Luocheng City to ask him to come out of the mountain that he went to Sanjia Mountain. "

"Almost all local villagers know about this matter, and it is easy to verify."

"It's not easy to verify the phenomena reported in the news. Apart from the old turtle carrying the coffin to thank the Yin-Yang master, the others are not very certain."

"Legend has it that they did see shadows at that time, but they could only see the two shadows when they were looking at Mr. Yin Yang. If they blinked, the shadows would disappear."

"Also, the weird weather that day. Some people said that they saw the Naihe Bridge, the Underworld, and many legendary things that day, but most of them are probably just rumors."

"But the river water did turn red and yellow that day. I asked many people and they all gave the same answer."

"The river water is just like the phantom. You can only see it after looking at Master Yin Yang. If you don't look at him and only look at the river water, you won't be able to see either the river water or the phantom of the Black and White Impermanence."

"So the only uncertainty now is this. We can't be sure whether they are hallucinating or seeing a weird mirage."

Liu Zhenming nodded seriously, touched his chin, then looked at Bai Zheng and asked, "Director Bai, what do you think?"

Director Bai also looked confused. He shook his head and said, "What we can confirm is that this Yin Yang Master is indeed the Yin Yang Master of Yin Yang Inn. We understand that only the owner of Yin Yang Inn can be called Yin Yang Master. Others can only be called Second Master or Third Master at most!"

"The footman Zhang Qilin we met before should be his man."

"As for the Yangtze River incident, the old turtle coffin is real, but the appearance of the Black and White Impermanence is uncertain!"

"However, the old turtle coffin means that we do not fully understand this world, which means that there is a power in this world that we cannot explain. And the person who understands this power best is probably Mr. Yin Yang."

"I think that before we figure out everything, we should first encrypt the identity of this Yin Yang Master."

"At least no one can find out any information about him."

"Based on our National Security Bureau's handling of unnatural events, this Mr. Yin Yang and Yin Yang Inn can definitely be considered SSS-level files!"

"It must be absolutely encrypted! And it must be the highest level of encryption!"

Liu Zhenming nodded, then sighed and said, "Yes! He represents a side of this world that we don't understand. I wonder what would happen if Mr. Yin Yang could help us better understand this world?"

"But no matter what, the affairs of Mr. Yin Yang and Yin Yang Inn must not be known to people from other countries." (End of this chapter)