I created Qin Tianjian in modern times

Chapter 51: This night, the undercurrent surged
In Fu County, in a small mountain village next to Ouyechi tourist attraction, a shirtless man is packing up all kinds of blacksmiths.

Behind him, there are several swords.

The moonlight hit the sword, revealing the cold light. Just by looking at it, one could feel the looming killing intent emanating from the sword.

In the hut behind the man, there is still a certificate of 'intangible cultural heritage' hanging on the wall, and the surname on the signature is extremely rare.

Ou Ye Jiansheng!

The man lowered his head to pack his things, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden knock on the door.

When he opened the door, two State Secret Service agents in black suits were standing outside the door, holding official documents.

"Mr. Ou Ye, hello, we are the secret office of Dayan Kingdom. The country needs your help with an important task. Please come with us..."

After seeing the certificate of the State Secret Office, the man suddenly seemed a little flustered, but soon, the village head of the village rushed over.

Under the comfort of the village head, Ou Ye Jiansheng was taken into the car, and the black car quickly disappeared into the night. No one knew what happened here just now.

……

At the same time, Zhao Qizheng, who was sitting in the office, was holding Ou Ye Jiansheng's personal information.

He looked at the information with interest and seemed very satisfied.

Under the light, the personal resume recorded in this material is also very exciting.

Ou Ye Jiansheng is a descendant of the Sword Master Ou Yezi.

Ou Yezi was a native of the Marquis of Fujian during the Spring and Autumn Period, and was famous for his exquisite sword-making skills.

And this Mr. Ouye Jiansheng obviously inherited the craftsmanship of his ancestors. His ancient sword casting method was not only awarded the certificate of intangible cultural heritage, but also invited as a professor of cold weapon overview culture.

Now the Qintian Prison is being established, but at the same time, secret recruitment plans for the needed talents have been launched across the country.

Ou Ye Jiansheng is just one of them. Besides, there are countless other elites in various fields who are being sent to Long County overnight.

……

In Sanqing Mountain, in the office of the president of the Taoist Association, a rush of phone ringing broke the silence of the night.

"Hey?"

The president in traditional attire stood up with a solemn expression the next second after answering the phone.

"Yes, yes, understand!"

After hanging up the phone, the president immediately summoned all association members overnight and went to the conference room for a meeting.

Almost everyone who participated in this meeting was wearing Taoist robes, except for the one sitting in the middle, who had a somewhat fairy appearance and was highly respected by others.

"Everyone, the reason for the sudden meeting is because I received a call not long ago."

While talking, the president looked at the old man sitting in the middle and said:
"Zhang Daochang, he said on the phone that someone will come to pick you up and go to Longjun urgently. If there is something important to do, I need to meet you in person and then I will talk about it in detail."

The old man stroked his beard, with some doubts in his eyes:

"Why is it so mysterious, and why is it so silent?"

This old man is not an ordinary person, but a contemporary heir of the Danding School.

This Sanqing Mountain was originally the dojo of the Danding Sect of Taoism. During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Ge Hong built alchemy here and became the originator of this sect.

And this Zhang Daoyi is the contemporary descendant of the Danding Sect. He has devoted his life to studying Taoist culture. Looking at the Taoist lineage in the country, this man is also one of the best.

But for this question, the president could not give any answer, because even he himself knew very little about the relevant matters.

"Zhang Daochang, I don't know the specifics, but it should be related to academic research.

Please prepare early, someone will come soon. "

Zhang Daoyi had no objection to this matter. He had devoted his life to promoting Taoist culture. As soon as he heard the words academic research, he immediately agreed.

The rest of the Taoist priests also came forward to help one after another. This backpack contained ancient Taoist books that Zhang Daoyi regarded as treasures, as well as fragments of scrolls collected from various places.Sure enough, not long after, several agents appeared outside the gate of the association and escorted Zhang Daoyi into the car.

Looking at the vehicles gradually going away, the chairman only realized later:

"There is the highest-level pass in front of the car. It seems that the person who mobilized Daoist Zhang to go is of a high level. This is not an easy matter..."

……

At the same time that Daoist Zhang was taken away, there were continuous knocking sounds from an ancient house on a mountain in Haining thousands of miles away.

The two agents walked up the stairs to the third floor, as if they had returned to ancient times.

The room was full of various armor folds, large and small. In front of a tool table, a middle-aged man who seemed to be in his forties was concentrating on assembling the armor.

"Master Wen..."

Just as one of the agents spoke, the man called Master Wen said without raising his head:

"Wait for me for a few more minutes..."

When the agents heard the words, they all stood aside and watched Master Wen working seriously at the table.

A few minutes later, a golden silk soft armor as thin as a cicada's wings took shape, and was carefully hung on the wall by Master Wen.

After that, the person just looked at the two agents not far away:

"I received a call from the city during the day today. Are you the ones who will take me to Long County?"

The agents nodded, then showed their credentials.

After looking at the documents in the hands of the agents, Master Wen nodded, then walked into the house, picked up the backpack he had already packed, and left with the agents.

Under the light, the inscription in vigorous handwriting testifies to the extraordinaryness of this place.

"Yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles. If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it..."

This master Wen's real name is Wen Tao, but he is a contemporary letterman, that is, an armor maker.

Or it can also be called an ancient utensil imitator.

It took him six years to highly restore the armor of the Song Dynasty 700 years ago.

There are thousands of parts for this set of armor alone.

In addition, this person is also an expert in cold weapon culture research at the Haining Academy of Social Sciences.

Within the industry, Master Wen has become a myth in Asia.

It is said that no one can perfectly restore any of Master Wen's works without the help of technology.

Moreover, the armor from Master Wen's hands is not only aesthetically pleasing, but also has a solid defensive effect.

Early this morning, Wen Tao received a call from the dean of the Academy of Social Sciences himself.

On the phone, the dean was mysterious and said that he would transfer Wen Tao's work.

And asked Wen Tao not to disclose this matter to anyone, including his family.

Therefore, Wen Tao was not surprised when the agent showed up. However, after seeing the agent showing his ID from the State Secret Service, Wen Tao still vaguely realized that the matter might be more complicated than he imagined.

The establishment of the nine major departments requires countless staff members.

But under the high attention of the country, those who can enter the Qin Tianjian must be the elite among the elite.

And how powerful is the country?

Once this huge machine is turned on, talents from all over the country will have nowhere to hide, and they will all be found out and recruited with all their strength!
So this night, the same scene was being played out across the country.

And on the way of these people to Long County, both the workplace and the local household registration department tacitly deleted all records about them!
That is to say, from the first step of their journey, the non-disclosure agreement has already come into effect!
This night, in the silence, Dayan Kingdom seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes...

(End of this chapter)