Nine idlers

Because of national policies, leading ideology, etc., that special department does not have a formal name and scope of authority. Its external name is just a coordination unit under the Ministry of Public Security. Because its office address is set next to Fengtai Railway Station, so its The nominal authority is also to assist the local railway station police station to maintain the surrounding security.

About one mile away from Fengtai Railway Station, there is a small four-story building. It was originally an international hotel run by the French. Later, when the warlords were fighting, it was occupied by various warlords stationed in the capital as their headquarters. Occupied by the Japanese, the underground was hollowed out, and a three-story basement was built down, transforming it into a secret service agency.After liberation, this place was supposed to be demolished. Later, someone proposed to transform it into the Anti-Japanese History Museum. However, not long after the transformation was completed, the museum was relocated, and the foundation was transferred to the current railway public safety department. subordinates of the unit.

For the people nearby, the people in this house are ordinary railway policemen, so it is not so strange to see some quack-like people coming and going here.But if you enter the small building, you will involuntarily have a weird feeling, because there are all kinds of people gathered together, some in military uniforms, some in police uniforms, and some with quack spirits. There are strong men, women who look like prostitutes, and some old people and children with strange looks. All in all, it doesn't feel like a place for a decent person to stay.

In a meeting room on the top floor, the smoke was lingering at the moment. More than two dozen people sat on chairs in a patchwork pattern, each frowning, smoking a cigarette, exuding a sense of depression.Except for a few people who are wearing military uniforms, the costumes of the others are different. Some wear religious robes and cassocks, some wear old-fashioned gowns, and some have distinctive national costumes. .

in the room.There is a huge military sand table, on which is a three-dimensional topographic map made of glue and sand, and dozens of enlarged photos are pasted on the black spots on one side of the wall, most of which are some A photo of a forest monument tangled in vines.In addition, there are some photos that are as blurred as if they were taken in a dark cave. Only a few photos are slightly clear, but the images above are a little scary, all of which are completely distorted faces, which look horrifying. shudder.

"Why don't you talk anymore? The situation is already like this, and a countermeasure must be discussed?" Among the soldiers, a soldier with white hair and thick beard ruthlessly pressed the unfinished cigarette in his hand into the ashtray.He turned around and opened several windows, and said to the others in the room.

Among the crowd, a middle-aged monk wearing a Tibetan Buddhist cassock said in unproficient Mandarin: "Mr. Zhao, it's not that we don't want to give a countermeasure, it's just that we gave a countermeasure, but you didn't implement it. ..."

The white-haired soldier stared at the monk angrily, and said, "What kind of countermeasure did you give before? It's also called a countermeasure? Do nothing. Just seal the entrance and abolish the underground fortifications built before." , Those factories that have been relocated inside, and the materials stored inside are all gone, is this a countermeasure? How do we implement this?"

The middle-aged monk said with a slightly mocking tone: "But if you don't follow this countermeasure and send people down forcibly, what will happen? In the end, you will lose your soldiers. Obviously you sent those people to a dead end, but now you Come and blame us..."

The white-haired soldier raised his thick eyebrows, stared at him, and said coldly: "This time, my soldiers are the ones who lost. Guess who will lose next time, master?"

The words were concise and to the point, even if the white-haired soldier didn't clarify what he said, everyone present could understand its meaning, and the middle-aged monk's face turned pale immediately.And the other people in the room also looked at the middle-aged monk with a little gloating eyes.

Although these strange people who were summoned by the authorities came from various hidden sects or families in China, they were all righteous people after all, and they had a bottom line in their conduct and actions.And this middle-aged monk, despite his appearance as an eminent monk, is actually a man of evil ways.His origin is not any school of Tibetan Buddhism recognized by the government, but a branch of Tibetan Bon religion that disappeared in writing many years ago.The force that wiped out this sect did not come from the outside world, but the Bon religion itself.Because this branch sect is proficient in black magic and likes to use living people to refine magic weapons, it caused anger and resentment, and was wiped out by several forces within the Bon Sect.

The name of this middle-aged monk is Pubu Dorje. He was originally a lecturer of the Nyingma sect. The mantra was integrated into the Dzogchen Dharma of the Nyingma School, creating a new sect of Tibetan Buddhism.It's just that he was hunted down by Tibetan Buddhists because he used living people to refine magic tools just like the people who practiced the black mantra before. It caused heavy losses to the pursuers, and over time it became a disaster in Tibetan areas.

This situation did not change until the Tibetan area was liberated, and because of the suppression of the power of humanity, the monk's mantras were weakened a lot, and almost all the magic tools were useless.At this time, the priests in the army joined forces with several sects of Tibetan Buddhism to capture him before he was about to flee.

According to the situation at the time, the middle-aged monk should have been tried in public and then executed, but because the interior of the Tibetan area was still unstable at that time, the living Buddhas were also waiting to see the central government's attitude towards Buddhism in Tibetan areas.Even though Pubu Dorje is a disaster in Tibetan areas, he is also a recognized Bon religion master and a member of Tibetan Buddhism. Executing him at this time will only cause panic in Tibetan Buddhism, and make people who have just The liberated Tibetan areas are unstable.As a result, Pubu Duoji was assigned to this special department, which not only allowed him to commit crimes and meritorious deeds, but also allowed the strange people in this department to monitor nearby.It's just that except for a few people in the evil way, the rest of the people in the whole department are very disgusted with him. Seeing that he is unlucky and weak, it's already good if he doesn't make trouble, and they won't try to help him at all.

Pubu Dorji is also very clear that he has no friends in the department, and he does not expect anyone to stand up and speak for him, but he wants to refute the white-haired soldier, but he can only open his mouth and cannot say any threatening words Come.Just as the white-haired soldier threatened, if he is really sent down next time, the chances of him surviving are probably very slim. far above him.

The old man who had met Xu Changqing before said in a deep voice: "There is no better way to solve this problem now, we don't even know what is there, and it will take some time for the national archaeological experts to pass through the remaining ancient sites outside. Infer the age and origin, so the safest way now is to temporarily seal it up. Daoist Priest, Master, and I will try to seal up that generation's leylines and isolate the spiritual energy so that they don't change. When we have a specific solution, Then turn it on again.” As he spoke, he looked at Chen Jun who had been silently recording the conversation in a corner of the conference room, and said, “Secretary Chen, if you are free, go to the city hospital today and see Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Okay, Mr. Song." Chen Jun understood the other party's meaning and nodded in response.

The white-haired soldier frowned, and said questioningly, "Mr. Song, is that man really as amazing as you say?"

The old man didn't need to turn his head to look at the other people beside him, and said, "I don't know if it's miraculous, but I think many of you should already have the answer in your heart, right?"

If Xu Changqing was here, he would definitely be able to recognize Chen Jiachong's Ninth Aunt, He Suoqiu and Huo Cheng from Tong County among these people.As for the others, although I haven't seen them, they are more or less low-ranking people.

When the inner gates of the orthodox sects of Xianfo disappeared, and these famous sects had weakened to the point that they were no different from ordinary secular religious sects, some small sects that were not popular in the past survived, and instead became the only remaining practice in the Chinese practice world By.Also because of his background, when they were young, they had heard a lot about the No.1 heretic. Now this legendary figure is still alive and well, and it is said that he has cultivated to an incredible level. Practitioners who feel at a loss about their cultivation prospects have a guiding light in their hearts.

However, it is clear that not everyone here agrees with the words of the old man without need. Among them, Napubu Dorji is the head, and the rest are a few cultivators who have no official inheritance and do not know where they came from. .

Pubu Duoji's skeptical look was mainly because he didn't know Xu Changqing well, and even the name Jiuliu Xianren had only been mentioned in the past two days.He has been living in the deep mountains of the Tibetan area since he was a child. He has never entered the Central Plains, nor has he come into contact with the orthodox sect of Immortal Buddha. Across the Tibetan area, no one is invincible, which also makes him arrogant and feels that he is invincible.In the end, if the People's Liberation Army hadn't entered Tibet, the power of humanity would have crushed them, regardless of good and evil, and everyone's cultivation would have been suppressed. Maybe he could really use his strength to establish a sect and set up A sect of Tibetan Buddhism.

Now in the special department he entered, although there are many masters, there are only three or four who can match them. Xu Changqing, who was advocating, didn't take it seriously, thinking that his name was greater than his reality, and he still felt a sense of rivalry in his heart. (~^~)