Atlas of Heaven and Man

"Opera troupe?"

Manager Huang said, "That's right, the predecessor of the Lanxiang Cinema was called Fenghua Theater, and it performed traditional operas. That was almost sixty years ago, before the Great Development even started. Is Mr. Chen looking for this person? Judging by their figure, they were probably no more than twenty years old back then. If they're still alive, they should be an old lady now."

Chen Chuan nodded, "Yes, thank you, Manager Huang."

"Mr. Chen, you're too polite. Mr. Chen solved this matter, you can be considered Huang's benefactor."

Chen Chuan said, "The matter is settled, then Manager Huang, I should be going back."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Chen, take care on your way. Be sure to come and visit next time, Huang will definitely personally entertain you."

Manager Huang enthusiastically sent Chen Chuan to the car, then returned upstairs, wondering in his heart why Chen Chuan was looking for a woman from who knows how many years ago.

But thinking of this, he didn't know if he thought of something, his face suddenly turned pale, he tremblingly took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, calmed his mind, and said: "It's resolved, it's resolved, a good sleep, a good sleep will do."

On Chen Chuan's side, he took a car back to Wuyi College. When he returned to the dormitory, he forcefully raised his hand, and the underarm suddenly tore open a seam.

Unsurprisingly, the clothes had become old and brittle. He grabbed the collar of his chest and tore it slightly, and the entire garment was torn apart.

Today, before he traveled, he had actually brought replacement clothes, so fortunately the situation was not as bad as he imagined.

He packed up the scraps of clothing, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and went back to catch up on sleep.

He agreed, left the dormitory building, turned and walked towards the school's administration building, and came all the way to the Logistics Department office on the sixth floor of the office building.

The door of the office was open. When he arrived, Cheng Zitong was on the phone. When he saw him, he gestured for him to come in and sit down, then looked up and said, "The tea is in the cabinet."

Seeing that the water in his teacup was almost empty, Chen Chuan walked over, picked up the thermos and filled it for him, and then went to the side and sat down.

After Cheng Zitong finished the phone call, he signed a few more forms, walked to the door, called someone over, explained a few words, and then walked back, looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "It seems to be going well."

Chen Chuan said sincerely: "The teacher's method is very effective."

With that, he took out the ancient mirror, but at this time he found that the originally rusty mirror surface had actually become as bright as new.

Cheng Zitong didn't seem surprised at all. He took the mirror from his hand, walked to the desk, opened the drawer and put it in, and said, "Tell me the details."

Chen Chuan told the process again, and he took out the photo from his pocket, "It's just that I found a photo in the place where the Weird Tale disappeared. Later, I asked and found out that this is an old photo from more than sixty years ago, maybe it's related to this Weird Tale."

Cheng Zitong walked over, took it in his hand and looked at it, then handed it back to him, and said in a relaxed tone: "Keep this photo, we can't trace those things in the past anymore. After the Urban Weird Tales are dealt with, sometimes some things will be left behind, and you have also seen that these things will undergo some changes. You can collect them, some of which may be useful in the future, just like my ancient mirror."

"Okay, teacher."

Chen Chuan responded, and he couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, what exactly are these Weird Tales or Urban Legends?" He was still very curious about this question. Cheng Zitong didn't answer directly last time, so he took the opportunity to ask again this time.

Cheng Zitong said: "After experiencing this incident, you should have some guesses in your heart, right? But I want to say that what you see is only a part, and does not represent the whole.

On this road, I am just a student and explorer like you. It's just that I walked a little earlier than you and came into contact with more things, but I can't come to a real answer. My statement may mislead you.

So my suggestion is, don't rush to draw conclusions, wait and see, and when you have more contact, you may have your own new judgment."

Chen Chuan nodded, "Student understands." After a pause, he said, "Teacher, student would like to ask, if student plans to take the Infinite Defense Certificate exam, how should I go through the process?"

When Cheng Zitong heard him mention this, his expression became serious. He walked to the door and looked out, closed the door, and said: "This matter is not urgent, the New Year holiday is coming in a few days, I will find a time to talk to you in detail before that."

Chen Chuan said, "Okay, teacher."

He didn't bother Cheng Zitong any more, left the office, and when he came to the corridor, he glanced outside, but saw snowflakes falling outside.

Inadvertently, a snow fell.

A day later, Guangmo Street, Chengnan.

Inside a simply decorated venue, a twenty-seven or eight-year-old man in a white shirt was looking back and forth at the sheets of paper in his hand, his face a little worried.

Sitting next to him were several young people, both men and women, each dressed in exquisite and well-fitting clothes, but at the moment they all looked listless.

A large chandelier was hanging above everyone, and a solid wood table in front of them was covered with a map of Yangzhi City and the surrounding counties and towns, with many markers marked on it with different colored drawing pens.

At this moment, the door was pushed open with a bang, and the wind and snow outside swept in with the person, causing everyone in the venue to shiver.

"Ugh, I'm freezing."

"Quick, close the door!"

"Xiao Jiang, are you crazy? Close the door."

Xiao Jiang didn't mind being scolded a few times. He hurriedly pushed the door shut and ran to the man's side, saying, "Brother Ren, do you know? I heard that the 'Ghostly Tales' at Lanxiang Cinema has been resolved."

"Resolved?"

Brother Ren was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up. He grabbed Xiao Jiang and asked eagerly, "Resolved?"

Xiao Jiang nodded vigorously.

Several young people also looked up when they heard this.

Brother Ren asked anxiously, "Who resolved it? Did you find out?"

"I asked, I asked," Xiao Jiang said, "Manager Huang said he couldn't reveal the client's information, but I found out that his driver was responsible for picking up and dropping off the person every time, so I slipped his assistant some money. The assistant told me privately that it was a student from Wuyi, and he couldn't say the name, but he always came with weapons. Manager Huang pulled some strings to find him."

"From Wuyi? And always with weapons? Then he must have obtained a firearms license, no wonder!" Brother Ren said excitedly, "This is exactly the person we need!"

However, a young man in the seat poured cold water on him, "Brother Ren, don't be too happy too soon. Wuyi students aren't that easy to hire. They work for big commission companies. Why would they come to our newly established small temple?"

Brother Ren was very confident, "How would we know if we don't try? Have you forgotten what our dream is? We want to make our company the largest commission company in Yangzhi City and the entire Fu Dao. We'll find a way to overcome these small difficulties in front of us."

He encouraged the young people present, "We can't compare to those big companies right now, so starting with these strange tales is the best breakthrough point. The experts who can solve these kinds of things are the contractors we need to find. We must find a way to persuade him to join us."

"Okay, Brother Ren, you're right, but we can't even get into Wuyi Academy, and we don't even know his name, so how can we see him?"

Someone said, "Doesn't Manager Huang know him?"

"Impossible. Manager Huang has a strong professional ethic. If he leaks the client's information, no one will hire him in the future. Besides, even he had to ask for a favor. He won't help us."

"Then give the assistant more money. If he can reveal a little, he can reveal more. Even without a name, we can get a physical description. There aren't many people with firearms licenses, so we should be able to find him."

Brother Ren listened to the young people's debate, thought for a moment, and his eyes lit up. He snapped his fingers, "That's right, the擂台赛! (martial arts competition)"

"What?" The young people all looked over.

Brother Ren clenched his fists and said with great enthusiasm, "Wuyi Academy has 擂台赛 at the end of the year and the beginning of the year. At that time, citizens can enter the academy to watch the competitions. As long as we get tickets, we'll have a chance to enter Wuyi Academy! Then maybe we can find him!"

"That's right!"

The young people's eyes lit up. They also liked to watch the 擂台赛. They could find someone and watch the competition at the same time. It was a win-win situation.

At this time, a girl with a bun hairstyle raised her hand and said crisply, "Leave the ticket matter to me. I haven't helped everyone with anything yet."

"Okay, we'll leave it to Xiao Wan."

Brother Ren agreed very readily.

It might be difficult for others to get these tickets, but it wasn't a problem for these wealthy disciples who gathered together. They got enough tickets in just half a day.

However, today was already the 27th, and the holiday was only two days away. Tomorrow's 擂台赛 was also the last day of the year. If they didn't look for him now, they might have to wait until next year.

Originally, the young people were very lazy and thought it would be fine to look for him next year, but Brother Ren disagreed and gave a convincing reason:

"Such an expert, we've noticed him, and other commission companies will definitely notice him too. If we don't find him as soon as possible, he might be snatched away by another company!"

Under this reason, the young people immediately drove to Wuyi Academy on the same day they received the tickets.

At nearly six o'clock, Chen Chuan walked out of the training room. He had just heard the dormitory teacher knock on the door, saying that he should clear the internal delivery box.

So he walked out and opened the box, only to find it filled with delivery letters, which surprised him a bit.

He took the letters back to the dormitory and flipped through them one by one, and found that many of them were sent by senior students. Most of them said that they wanted to have a meal with him and get to know him, this junior. The wording was very enthusiastic and polite.

Chen Chuan looked at the dates of the delivery letters, and they all appeared concentrated in the past two days. After thinking about it, he realized that this was likely related to solving the Lanxiang Cinema incident.

Many graduated students and senior students were interning and working in various commission companies, and it was likely that they knew about this and came over. With the power of the commission companies, it was not difficult to know that he had done this.

He sorted out the letters, first prepared to solve dinner, and then walked out of the dormitory building, only to see a female senior wearing imported attire and looking heroic standing there, seemingly waiting for someone.

He glanced at her and continued to walk forward, but at this time, he heard footsteps chasing up from behind, and a voice came, "Student Chen? Is that Student Chen? Please wait a moment."

Chen Chuan stopped and turned to the side, asking, "Senior, is there anything I can do for you?"

The female senior extended her fair hand to him and said with a smile, "Student Chen, nice to meet you for the first time. My name is Min Lan, a graduate of Wuyi. I now work as a contractor in a commission company. You should have received the name card that our student Fang sent you last time."

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