I have 99 innate treasures

Chapter 17 Demon Suppression Division (Part )
  Along the way, Qin Mu didn't even know what he had done to alarm the Demon Suppression Division.

He was not too panicked, because as long as he called out, no matter where the Ruyi Golden Cudgel was, it would instantly appear beside him under the influence of the Qiankun Realm.

The bearded captain who was walking beside him was observing him with his peripheral vision all the way.

After seeing that Qin Mu's expression remained unchanged even when they, the people from the Demon Suppression Division, were holding him down with shackles, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

"What a good seedling!"

"Why didn't you notice this person in the past?"

Not long after, they arrived at the Yamen of the Demon Suppression Division.

After entering the lobby, Qin Mu noticed a middle-aged man wearing black armor, sitting on a chair and sipping a cup of tea.

When he was brought in alone, the middle-aged man asked coldly without raising his head: "Are you Qin Mu?"

Qin Mu couldn't salute because he was shackled, so he said directly: "That's Qin Mu."

The middle-aged man put the tea cup on the low table aside, picked up a piece of paper on the table, looked at the content on it and said: "According to the record, in March last year, you participated in the Immortal Ceremony held by the Piaomiao Sect. But he was eliminated in the first round of assessment because he had no spiritual roots.”

"Is this true?"

After Qin Mu heard his question, he suddenly realized that it seemed that it was because he suddenly had spiritual roots that he attracted the Demon Suppressing Division to bring him here.

It's just that he doesn't know how the people in the Demon Suppression Division knew that he already had spiritual roots.

Since he traveled through time, the only people he had come into contact with were Uncle Cang, Butler Liu and his wife, and Zhao Yuanjing, whom he met on the roadside.

When he thought about this, he simply admitted it.

"true."

The middle-aged man put down the piece of paper and said, "Here, bring the soul-measuring tablet."

As soon as he finished speaking, as if he had been prepared for it, a stone tablet as tall as one person was carried in by two people.

With a "bang" sound, the spirit-detecting tablet was placed behind Qin Mu.

Immediately afterwards, the two men unlocked him.

The middle-aged man sneered and said: "Have you seen this spiritual measuring tablet? There are five lines on it, representing metal, wood, water, fire and earth. Next to each line, there are many numbers marked. Those numbers are the values ​​of the spiritual roots. .”

"Put your hand up now, and I want to see if you really have no spiritual roots!"

When Qin Mu heard this, he could only turn around and slowly raised his hand to place it on the stone tablet.

After a few breaths, a thin golden line appeared on the recessed vertical line under the word 'gold', and slowly rose to the value of 10 at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the thin lines on the stone tablet did not stop because of this, and slowly exceeded the values ​​​​of 20, 30, 40, and 50.

When the middle-aged man saw this, his eyes widened subconsciously.

He also got the notification from above and knew that Qin Mu was such a big figure.

And when he ordered someone to find out Qin Mu's information, he immediately became strange.

The opponent had participated in the Piaomiao Sect's Immortality Ceremony last year, and was eliminated in the first round because he did not have spiritual roots.

But the secret order given to him from above said that this person's spiritual roots were not low, and suggested that he be recruited into the Demon Suppression Department.

And what is stamped on this secret edict is not the seal of his superiors, but the seal of the National Master!

This means that this is an order personally issued by one of the five resident immortals.

He did not dare to doubt the other party's gaze at all, so this meant that either there was an error in the record, or there was something wrong with Qin Mu himself.

Therefore, Qin Mu was shackled on the street and taken to the Demon Suppression Division.

Now, as he watched the thin golden line finally exceed 50 and stop after reaching a value of 57, the middle-aged man's face immediately turned cold. “Tell me, where does your spiritual root come from?”

Qin Mu calmly cupped his fists and saluted, and said, "I went to Baishi City with my parents to purchase goods. My parents were killed by thieves on the way. When I came back, we were hit by a heavy rain."

"Because I have been frail and sick since I was a child. After this rain, I became groggy. I only remember eating a piece of fruit, and then I came back to arrange the funeral for my parents and then fell ill."

"When I woke up, I noticed something was wrong with my body. I could feel a chill in my tailbone."

"I originally thought this was just my illusion. I ran into my best friend Zhao Yuanjing on the street a few days ago. I heard him talk about Zhu Guo, and I also knew that Zhu Guo could reshape spiritual roots, so I secretly suspected that I might have eaten something similar by mistake that day. It was the fairy fruit of Zhu Guo that caused the change in the body."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man's face remained stern.

"Zhu Guo?"

"Zhao Yuanjing?"

After murmuring these words softly, he immediately ordered: "Come here, bring Zhao Yuanjing!"

Not long after, Zhao Yuanjing, who was only wearing wet white trousers and a few red lip prints on his chest, was forcibly carried here.

He was completely stunned, his face was pale, and his whole body was shaking.

As soon as he was put down by the two people holding him, he immediately collapsed to the ground.

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhao Yuanjing's wet white trousers with disgust, then glanced at the two people standing behind Zhao Yuanjing.

One of them raised his hand and said, "Let me report this to Baihu, when my subordinates dragged this man out of the brothel, he was so frightened that he peed his pants."

After hearing this, the expression of disgust on the middle-aged man's face became even more intense. He waved his hands and said, "Pull him out quickly and rinse him. The smell of urine hurts my eyes."

The two men immediately smiled awkwardly, dragged Zhao Yuanjing away from the lobby, and poured a few buckets of cold water directly at the well. After the smell dissipated, they took him back to the lobby.

After being poured several buckets of cold water on him, Zhao Yuanjing had come to his senses, but his mind was still a little confused.

He was so scared that he didn't dare to speak, and he knelt there with his head bowed.

The middle-aged man asked coldly: "Zhao Yuanjing, as an ordinary citizen, how do you know about the 'Zhu Guo'?"

Zhao Yuanjing quickly told the story about his distant cousin who was an inner disciple of the Piao Miao Sect. Because of his meritorious service, he became a disciple of an elder and received a red fruit.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his finger and pointed at Qin Mu, who was standing beside him, and asked, "Do you recognize him?"

Zhao Yuanjing turned around and saw Qin Mu, his expression suddenly changed.

Qin Mu grinned at him.

Zhao Yuanjing thought Qin Mu had committed something, and then got him involved, especially after seeing Qin Mu's 'malicious' smile, he immediately knelt down and crawled a few steps, shouting: "Sir! Your Excellency. ! The villain has nothing to do with him. Our two families are even feuding. If he commits anything, it will definitely have nothing to do with the villain!"

The middle-aged man said coldly: "But he said that you ordered him to come to the Demon Suppression Division to steal the Zhu Guo!"

When Zhao Yuanjing heard this, his face turned a little whiter, and he kowtowed repeatedly: "Sir! Sir! The villain is wronged. The villain just met him on the road, and then showed off that the villain was about to get a red fruit. "

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Really?"

Zhao Yuanjing nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice, and said hurriedly: "The villain would never dare to tell a lie. I really only talked to him about Zhu Guo. Other than that, I didn't talk about anything else."

The middle-aged man nodded immediately and said: "In that case, you should go back first... If I let this official know that you have something to hide, your whole family will die!"

Zhao Yuanjing kowtowed in thanks as if he had been granted amnesty, then stood up and left here in fear.

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(End of this chapter)