"Are there really so few of you in the sect?" Ansheng looked at Yang Bowen with a face full of surprise. "You almost got wiped out."
When he heard Yang Bowen say that he was a descendant of the dicine King Palace sect, Ansheng had been muttering to himself, wondering why Wang Qiqi never ntioned it.
He even thought about using the Security Bureau's phone database to look up information about this dicine King Palace later.
Turns out... I almost wiped it out myself.
What kind of sect only has six people in total?
If they were all putting in a holding cell, there might not even be a single guarantor to pay the fine tonight.
"Uh...."
Listening to Master Fuli's sarcasm and seeing the bewildered look on his face, Yang Bowen blushed and said awkwardly, "Our dicine King Palace has always been about quality over quantity in accepting disciples, after all... it's a society of law now. If a rogue disciple cos out of our sect, we can't really do anything."
"After all..."
"We cultivate in tranquility and non-action, away from the hustle and bustle of the mundane world....."
Yang Bowen rattled off a string of Daoist anecdotes and classic quotes, sothing that was generally hard to understand.
In any case, it was not that the dicine King Palace had few people; they were just not fond of taking disciples.
"It's not as mystical as my dad says. In the old days, Tie Chuan's dicine King Mountain was where the 'dicine King' Sun Simiao lived in seclusion. People later renad the mountain to dicine King Mountain to commorate him, and it has the dicine King Palace and Temple at the top of it..."
"By the ti it was in my dad's hands, the dicine King Palace was already part of a scenic area in Tie Chuan."
"And it's a scenic spot that hasn't been comrcialized well."
Yang Yi gave her dad a glance, not bothering with his nonsense and boastful words, and spoke honestly.
The dicine King Palace indeed has so ancient inheritance, but those herbal dicines in the books, in the modern world, are either protected animals or extinct plants.
Yang Yi had just seen the White Fox Immortal Master take a photo of them, and then a page similar to an intelligence database appeared on his phone screen.
In ancient tis, the White Fox Immortal Master in front of her would have been regarded as a Sacred Beast of the nation, worshipped with incense by the court.
Yang Yi did not dare to let her dad talk nonsense, as doing so in front of the Fox Immortal Master might even require paying taxes."
"Oh! I know about you now!"
After hearing what Yang Yi said, it was like an exclamation mark popped up over Ansheng's head, suddenly rembering what Wang Qiqi had said during idle chatter with Leopard Head before.
She said there was also fox spirit worship around Chang'an, that those Taoist fox spirit temples in the mountains were not mainstream.
At the ti, it was just idle chat, and Wang Qiqi ntioned Taoist temples, covering sects including dicine King Palace.
Those were the Taoist heritage scenic mountain areas that Wang Qiqi ntioned located in the wilderness!
Knowing the origin of dicine King Palace, a curious gleam flashed in Ansheng's eyes as he glanced at the crowd.
The Security Bureau is spread across Xia Country, handling affairs related to Spirit Beasts and so on. It can be said that in the territory of Xia Country, nothing about strange people or events can escape their notice.
And this group from the dicine King Palace had already shown a clear inclination toward spiritualization.
Even though they weren't very strong, it was still a technology that could enable ordinary people to undergo spiritual transformation. So why did it seem like the Security Bureau in Chang'an City wasn't quite concerned about them?
Ansheng felt puzzled about this.
"The Fox Immortal Master knows about us too?" Yang Bowen's face showed a hint of surprise.
"I heard a friend from Chang'an ntion that there are scattered Taoist temples outside of Chang'an City."
Ansheng gently nodded, being kind enough, not explicitly ntioning Wang Qiqi or touching on regional beliefs and customs, casually carrying the conversation forward.
"For sects like yours, how many are there in the Qinling? Do you know them? If you know them, give them a call."
"Just say that tonight, the Fox Immortal Master is... no, just say the Security Bureau is investigating a case, so they shouldn't go out, lest they accidentally kill innocent people amidst the storm and dust..."
Ansheng thought for a mont and said to Yang Bowen.
"Then.... can I make a video call through WeChat?" Yang Bowen hesitated slightly and said, "Although I know the sect leaders in various parts of the Qinling, they don't necessarily respect ."
"I'm studying dicine, whereas they are either old foxes or straightforward hooligans. Master, you should have heard this saying, right? When a scholar ets a soldier, reason doesn't stand a chance."
"Are they that arrogant?"
"You just say, if they dare to step out tonight, I'll fly a helicopter over their rooftops on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and I'll send a drone to capture their embarrassing monts on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, and bring the Security Bureau's logistics team over on Sunday for a al." Ansheng spoke with disdain.
"....."
Hearing this, Yang Bowen awkwardly added all the sect leaders he connected with on WeChat into a group chat, then handed the phone to Master Fuli, indicating for him to speak.
"You're a coward."
Master Fuli gave Yang Bowen a glance, took the phone from him, took a picture of the Security Bureau logo inside his phone's internal software, and directly uploaded it to the group before saying:
"Tonight, the Security Bureau is searching the mountains for a fugitive, and I hope you all stay ho, to avoid being accidentally shot by our machine guns. Don't take it the wrong way, I know you have skills, but can your skills really top that?"
After sending the voice ssage, Master Fuli raised his phone and took a photo of the 99-type 120mm rocket launcher by his feet.
"Reply with 1 to confirm you received it."
"If you haven't received it, give a coordinate, and I'll co personally to teach you how to reply with 1," Master Fuli said.
The WeChat group was silent for a mont.
A single "1" appeared, followed by an account nad Taibai Mountain · Ascension Temple, who added another called Weihai Temple into the group, leading to a flood of 111s.
Chongdao Yard: [1111]
Longn Temple: [11111]
Wuyou Temple: [1, oh right, can I report sothing? Speaking of criminals in the Qinling Mountain Range, I suddenly rember a gang of murderers frequenting the Xiaolang Reservoir, they robbed several temples and sent people to the hospital.]
Wuyou Temple: [I reported it to the police earlier, but the security officer said they would forward it to the criminal division.]
"Xiaolang Reservoir?"
Seeing the enthusiastic participation of the group mbers, Ansheng turned towards the Ba Mountain Mosquito beside him.
"Not far, I'll go check..." The Ba Mountain Mosquito leaped into the sky, sprouting four pairs of wings from its back as it swiftly soared toward the west, trailing two streams behind.
Yang Yi and Lv Lele were taken aback, muttering sothing about a shape-shifting golden-winged roc, then covertly glanced towards Yang Bowen.
Yang Bowen suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, a bitter expression appeared on his face...
"Dada dada——"
Just then, the sound of rapidly spinning rotors echoed above the mining site.
Monkey King leaned out, looking below, loudly asking, "Master Fuli, where are those you accidentally injured, we brought first aid kits for rescue."
As Monkey King spoke, his gaze lingered on certain objects in the mining site resembling [pools], with a slightly helpless expression on his face.
The Security Bureau is a violent institution, but precisely because it belongs to such a category, it undergoes particularly stringent scrutiny.
Within its jurisdiction, it can have unlimited outputs, even call air-to-ground missiles without issue.
But beyond that jurisdiction, it's not permissible, and all Security Bureau mbers must be law-abiding citizens.
Master Fuli is a Spirit Beast, so he might face ration cuts, but the Monkey King would really suffer.
"It's them." Master Fuli raised his hand, pointing at the six, speaking loudly.
"You all..... why are you standing?" Monkey King looked at Yang Bowen and the others, full of pleasant surprise.
"??? " Yang Bowen was stunned, puzzled.
If not standing.....
Can we lie down on the mining ground?
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