surnamed Wang

In the dead of night, Wang Biquan was walking alone on the street. The pale moonlight made the surroundings blurry. The young man frowned and thought about his future plan.

The earthquakes in the capital have become more intense in the past few days, and deep trenches and even subsidences have appeared in some places. He would not believe it if they said that this matter had nothing to do with the Holy Spirit War.

The Holy Spirit creates all things, formulates and controls all the laws of the world, including the visible things such as life and death, and the intangible things such as time. If Li Fang Taibai were allowed to invade the Holy Spirit world and kill the last Holy Spirit, God knows what would happen to him. What impact does it have on the world.

Unknowingly, I was back downstairs in the apartment. Just as I was about to go in, a slightly familiar voice suddenly came from behind me:

"Xiaoquan, are you back?"

Wang Biquan turned around with a smile on his face, "Hey, Mr. Liao, what a coincidence?"

"I came here specifically to talk to you in the car?"

"That's a good relationship. I've never ridden in Anhu Bureau's car once."

Wang Dingquan came closer, looked inside, and said with a smile:
"Should I sit in the front or in the back?"

"You kid, the seats in the back are for prisoners. Just go to the front and stay there."

The old man opened the car door, and Wang Pingquan got in and looked around. An iron fence behind the car divided the car into two, and there were a bunch of knobs and buttons on the center console in front.

"Master Liao, why do you say that you are also the director of the Beijing Anhu Bureau, so you don't deserve a driver when you go out?"

While he was talking, he went to touch the intercom in front of him, but was slapped on the back of his hand.

"You kid, you're still so dishonest. I'm old and I really don't like driving, but today's situation is special and no outsiders are allowed."

"Oh?"

Wang Pingquan's thoughts were running rapidly. He had already guessed the other party's purpose. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be about Taozi. However, judging from the situation, it didn't seem that he was going to be taken back for study.

After thinking again and again, he began to act stupid:
"Mr. Liao, from what you're saying, there's some big case, right? I won't mess with it and will go back first."

"Quan, have you raised a three-inch baby?" Liao Yuanzheng got straight to the point.

Wang Biquan has lived for hundreds of years and has a very strong psychological quality. He shook his head and said:
"Mr. Liao, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Liao Yuanzheng turned to look at him, and after a while, he said with a tut:
"You kid, you've made a lot of progress over the years, and you can actually tell lies in front of me without changing your expression."

Wang Pingquan looked confused, his eyes as clear as a pool of spring water. The old man who was used to seeing wind and waves couldn't help but began to wonder if he had made a mistake.

At this moment, the young man suddenly showed a sly smile, leaned back on the chair and said:

"Comrade Liao, you are also Director Yasuto after all. You have never seen all kinds of people, so why can't you even make this judgment?"

Only then did the old man realize that he had been deceived. He was not angry, but shook his head and sighed:
"My old eyes are dim. After all, the world from now on belongs to you young people."

After saying that, he looked serious and said, "So, that villain was indeed raised by you?"

Wang Pingquan nodded, "Did Liao Huanyan tell you?"

Liao Yuanzheng did not answer directly, but changed the topic:
"Your grandfather and I are old friends. I'm not here to cause trouble for you. I've lived so long and I've never seen anything weird. As long as you abide by the law and don't do anything that harms society, I'll tell you this secret." It can last a lifetime."

Wang Biquan naturally believed what the other party said and asked:
"Then why did you come to me today?"

"Recently, Anhu Bureau has encountered a difficult matter and needs help. I just want to ask if you know anyone who is an expert in this field?"

"Don't you have your own special department, as rumor has it?"

The old man sighed and said noncommittally:

"I invited several people, but they all failed. The other party has been alerted. There will be big moves in the near future. It's too late to transfer people from other places now." "What's the origin of being so fierce?"

"It's not good for you to know too much. Do you know anyone?"

Wang Biquan leaned on his seat again, nodded, stroked his non-existent beard and said:
"I know someone who has great magical power. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a living god. This person's dragon has never been seen, but you are lucky. He happened to be in the capital recently."

Liao Yuanzheng looked happy when he heard this, "Where is that person?"

The young man pointed to himself and said, "It's far away in the sky but close in front of you."

"Don't make trouble, tell the truth!"

"It's not a big deal, it's true. I can raise a little person. You still don't believe me?"

While speaking, Wang Pingquan snapped his fingers, and a three-inch little man appeared in his palm. The other person was sleeping soundly. After being awakened by the spell, he rubbed his eyes in a daze and said:
"Master, are you looking for me?"

When Liao Yuanzheng saw this scene, he was still worried:

"This alone can't deal with that person."

"That's why you have to tell me the specific situation so that I can make sure I have enough."

In order to prove his strength, Wang Pingquan casually used the magic of controlling objects. A coin bounced back and forth on his fingertips, which made the old man next to him stare.

During this period of time, he has been insisting on breathing and has returned to the Qi training stage. He doesn't know if there are still monks in Jiuyuan. If he comes to the foundation building stage, he won't be able to help even if he wants to.

Liao Yuanzheng hesitated for a moment and finally told what happened.

Recently, a group of tomb robbers came around the capital, digging up graves and tombs, and emptied other people's tombs overnight.

The dynasty has lasted for thousands of years, and the mountains around the capital are filled with royals, grandsons, and nobles. There are dozens of royal tombs and princess tombs with the same name, not to mention the royal tombs in the eastern suburbs that have existed since ancient times.

It is said that this group of tomb robbers originated from the Red Gang hundreds of years ago. At that time, Xijing, known as the "Ancient Capital of Thirteen Dynasties", was riddled with holes.

After a few years of glory, he went to the capital to develop. Because he moved the imperial mausoleum without knowing his own death, Emperor Wu Jing sent troops to chase him all the way to the outside of the pass.

The leader of the Red Gang, Scarface, died in a random arrow. The second leader, Yun YeZhenZhen, took over as gang leader and once promised that he would come back one day to dig up the Wang family's ancestral graves.

These are all hearsay that are not recorded in official history, but after hundreds of years, the Red Gang finally appeared again.

On weekdays, they dressed up as Feng Shui masters and wandered around the mountains. At night, they sneaked into the underground palace. Who knows where the terrifying power was born, and they still moved out the thousands of kilograms of copper tripod and stone statues. Regardless of whether they were using the reputation of their predecessors, the damage they caused It is no longer inferior to the Red Gang back then.

After the Anhu Bureau noticed this group of people, they planned to catch them all. Unexpectedly, some of the tomb robbers had special powers and could control the dead bodies to attract fire. All large weapons were transported out in this way.

Liao Yuanzheng invited a secret department in Beijing to help, but it turned out that none of them were opponents. After several trials, they frightened the enemy.

If he doesn't find someone to break the evil spell, the other person will completely disappear after making the last vote, so he will seek medical treatment in a hurry.

"The imperial mausoleum has been visited several times, and many emperors' mausoleums have been damaged. His Majesty has issued a holy mandate to bring these people to justice."

Liao Yuanzheng sighed and looked at Wang Biquan, "How are you? Are you sure?"

"It's hard to say. I have to bother the old man to take me there personally and ask people who have fought against the tomb robbers."

Liao Yuanzheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded and started the car.

... (end of this chapter)