Because he was surrounded by many plainclothes officers, Yan Jue did not choose a restaurant to sit down and eat, leaving others waiting on the fragrant street. Instead, he packed three pounds of crayfish and walked around the street with the box.
He first bought a bowl of grilled cold noodles and ate it while walking. When he passed by a milk tea shop, Yan Jue turned in, went in, and came out with a cold drink and an ice cream cone in his hands. Finally, he arrived at the barbecue stall and was already three-quarters full.
As a bodyguard, Tong Feiyuan would not eat and drink casually outside. Yan Jue asked meaningfully and ordered a barbecue for one person.
This shop was very quick, grilling the food in less than twenty minutes. Yan Jue took the skewers and returned to the less crowded street he had been on before.
"Brother Tong, the barbecue smell is too strong. Let me finish eating here before we leave." Yan Jue embarrassedly asked Tong Feiyuan to help him hold the crayfish while he quickly finished his meal.
Tong Feiyuan said helplessly: "It's okay to go back and eat. Director Pan and the others won't tell."
Yan Jue was even more helpless: "I just wanted to eat secretly. Director Pan didn't even want me to eat hamburgers. He would definitely scold me if he saw me eating crayfish and barbecue."
Although he lives in the Special Management Bureau, he can still order takeout.
Although the food in the cafeteria is delicious, the "wild flowers" are also very fragrant, especially the various fast foods. You will miss them if you don't eat them for a long time.
But after Pan Wencheng caught him once and gently lectured him about the harmful effects on the body, Yan Jue felt too embarrassed to order it again. This time, when he happened to run into him, he indulged his cravings and even felt a strange sense of satisfaction from having successfully sneaked a snack without his parents' knowledge.
I was obviously not so naive before, Yan Jue thought as he ate.
Holding the empty skewers in his hand, Yan Jue reached into the paper bag to take out a skewer when he suddenly felt someone looking at him. He subconsciously turned to look at Tong Feiyuan, thinking that he was hungry and wanted to eat but couldn't due to the rules. But when he looked over, Tong Feiyuan was looking around alertly and calmly, not even looking at him. He looked around again, but there was no one around.
Were you embarrassed? Did you look away before he turned his head?
Yan Jue didn't think much of it and continued eating. After taking a bite, the feeling of being watched returned, even more direct than last time. This time, he didn't turn his head immediately. Instead, he chewed twice and realized the sight hadn't disappeared. Then, he suddenly looked towards Tong Feiyuan, and because of the speed and suddenness of his movements, his neck made a wail.
Tong Feiyuan, who had been paying attention to Yan Jue, was startled and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong? Is your neck okay?"
Yan Jue rubbed his neck and couldn't help asking, "Brother Tong, are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry." Tong Feiyuan was puzzled for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Just eat in peace, don't worry about me."
But it was hard for him not to care about being stared at. Yan Jue didn't beat around the bush and asked directly: "Brother Tong, did you look at me just now?"
"I'm here to protect you, so of course I have to keep an eye on you." Tong Feiyuan was surprised. "Is there anything wrong?"
"No, I mean the staring feeling." Yan Jue added: "Very intense."
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so important that he can't be ignored.
"No." Tong Feiyuan said firmly, "We are all trained. Unless it is a serious dangerous situation, we will not make the people we protect feel uncomfortable, let alone staring at them, which is not polite."
He sensed something was wrong and quickly contacted the person in the dark through the headset. At the same time, he asked Yan Jue: "Do you feel like someone is staring at you? Can you sense from which direction?"
Yan Jue's expression also grew a little more serious, and he slowly shook his head: "It's just a feeling, but what is certain is that it definitely didn't come from there."
He pointed to the snack street not far away.
This was just a relatively busy street, transformed into a snack street by the crowds of people setting up stalls at the night market. In stark contrast to the bustle not far away, they were standing next to a construction site where scaffolding had been installed, supposedly to repair a building hazard. A large area between the high-rise building and the street had been cordoned off.
The sight does not come from crowded places, but rather from quiet corners where no one goes.
Tong Feiyuan stood beside Yan Jue with a serious expression, protectively guarding him. After a moment, he heard the report from the man in the dark on the headset and frowned. "Xiao Jue, aside from the construction site security personnel, no suspicious individuals passed by during the time you mentioned."
Some people also rushed to the snack street without looking around. Even if they looked at others, it was just a quick glance, not a strong gaze.
"Feel it again, is there anyone staring at you?"
Yan Jue concentrated, closing his eyes slightly to sense things. After a few seconds, he started walking towards the construction site. Tong Feiyuan followed closely behind.
The closer they got to the construction site, the dimmer the streetlights seemed to grow. Yan Jue ignored everything and walked along unconsciously, guided only by his senses. Finally, under a broken streetlight, he stopped and pointed at a tall building surrounded by scaffolding, saying silently, "There."
Tong Feiyuan looked intently, but it was pitch black and he could not see anything without the help of any tools. When he was hesitating whether to call for help, suddenly, a sneaky figure appeared from the corner of the street on the left.
Holding Yan Jue's shoulders, Tong Feiyuan led him into the darkness, signaling him to be silent. The two of them hid their bodies and silently observed the dark shadow's intentions.
As they watched, they saw the black shadow standing outside the fence of the construction site, with his hands on his chest. He did something unknown, but then he took a step back, took two running steps, and suddenly jumped up, actually jumping directly onto the fence that was nearly three meters high. He was so light as if he had no weight, squatted on it, and quickly jumped into the construction site.
The black shadow didn't make any sound the whole time. If no one saw it with their own eyes, no one would notice anything unusual.
Yan Jue watched the whole process with his eyes wide open. Fortunately, the skewers blocked his mouth so that he didn't make any sound.
That, is it really a human?
Zhang Zizhen made seals with his hands in front of his chest, and after confirming that his feeling was correct, he jumped into the construction site.
He carefully glanced at the construction site management office, which was lit with a dim yellow light, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that no one had come. He quickly found a corner near the scaffolding, took out the forearm-length peach wood sword that was tucked into his belt behind his back, and held it in his hand.
He took out another yellow talisman from his pocket and selected the ones he needed. He held a peach wood sword in one hand and a yellow talisman in the other, and while silently reciting scriptures, he held the peach wood sword across his body and wiped the yellow talisman on it. The palm-sized yellow talisman actually combusted without any fire, and within a second not even ashes were left.
As the yellow talisman burned, a look of pain appeared on Zhang Zizheng's face, and his face turned visibly pale and he broke out in a cold sweat.
He stopped reciting silently, opened his eyes and looked at a certain floor of the tall building, thinking to himself that something was wrong.
He still overestimated himself and underestimated the power of that thing. All the true energy in his body was drained out, but he still failed to completely expel the thing. Instead, it made it shrink and he could no longer feel its breath.
A failed attempt at bravado.
Zhang Zizhen put away the peach wood sword with a headache, thinking bitterly about what excuse he could find to stay in Beijing for two more days. At least he had to recover his internal energy before he could go home and make sure he would not be discovered by his grandfather and father and play mixed doubles.
Filled with frustration and a fear of the coming beating, Zhang Zizhen found the place he had come from, tucked his peach wood sword behind his waist, and urged the remaining trace of Qi in his body to leave. He had already passed the point, and only this place had broken streetlights and very few people passed by.
However, when he jumped onto the construction site fence, he looked down and froze instantly, breaking out in a sweat.
Under the fence, a group of fully armed special police officers appeared at some point, holding explosion-proof shields and guns, with the muzzles of their guns pointed at him.
"Hands up, weapons down!"
A strong spotlight shone on Zhang Zizheng's face, dazzling him and frightening him so much that he felt dizzy. His Qi stagnated and he fell from the finger-wide fence.
I was completely impressed.
The interrogation was held at the Special Management Bureau. Wen Xuyang came in person to interrogate the suspicious person with Pan Wencheng. Yan Jue sat aside with his mobile phone, quietly serving as a backup alien weapons depot to prevent suspicious persons from using suspicious means to attack.
Yan Jue looked at the young man handcuffed in the chair with curiosity.
He's not bad looking, a bit handsome, with a medium build and height. He's wearing a designer short-sleeved shirt and cropped trousers, and designer sneakers. At first glance, he looks like a college student from a wealthy family. Oh, if you ignore the bun on his head.
This bun doesn't look like a wig. As he was secretly guessing, Wen Xuyang and Pan Wencheng began to interrogate him.
"Name."
"Zhang Zizhen."
"age."
"21 years old."
"I'm still in school." Pan Wencheng always had a friendly and smiling face, which formed a sharp contrast with the cold face Wen Xuyang beside him. "What's the name of your school?"
Zhang Zizhen hung his head and answered dejectedly, "From Peking University."
"Oh, you're a top student, too." Pan Wencheng changed the subject. "If you're a top student, why are you sneaking into someone else's construction site so late at night? Are you trying to steal some building materials and sell them for money?"
Zhang Zizhen was so upset by this outrageous speculation that he was speechless.
Although he didn't know why he was brought to this courtyard for detention, he was not blind and could clearly see that one of the higher-ups, the one who was currently silent, had a strong military aura about him, not to mention the special police who sent him here. The entire courtyard was probably filled with police officers who believed in the scientific worldview of the new era.
What should he say, how should he explain?
His grandfather hadn't warned him about how to respond if they were ever exposed to state authorities. He had to choose between being labeled a psychopath for his feudal superstitions and being misidentified as a thief and locked up for a few days.
No matter what he chooses, there is no possibility that he will lie.
"You seem to be in a difficult situation."
Pan Wencheng smiled and said, "Then let me change the question. How about we talk about how you managed to jump from the ground to the two-meter-five-meter fence with a single leap, and then squat on it steadily with the weight of an adult without being affected?"
"Or, would you like to tell me what the peach wood sword and yellow talisman you carry are used for?"
Wen Xuyang knocked on the table: "Confess and you will be given leniency."
Zhang Zizhen's head drooped even lower. After a long pause, he stammered, "I'm a Taoist priest, ordained and certified. I'll give you my ID number, and you can check it on the Taoist website."
The computer was right next to him, so Wen Xuyang went to check without saying anything. Yan Jue leaned over to take a look and found that Zhang Zizhen had registered three years ago, when he turned eighteen.
A Taoist certificate is not something that can be obtained casually. Both qualifications and guarantors are required. Could it be that his family is a Taoist family?
Just as he was thinking about it, Wen Xuyang asked for him.
Zhang Zizhen nodded and decisively revealed his past: "My grandfather was the 93rd head of the Zhengyi Sect. I joined the Zhengyi Sect when I was young, which is why I passed the Taoist exam when I came of age."
Zhengyi Sect? Yan Jue was surprised and asked, "Is the Changqing Temple on Longhu Mountain yours?"
Zhang Zizhen had long noticed this young man who looked out of place in the interrogation room. Seeing that he hadn't been stopped by the two big men beside him, he could only nod again, then shook his head: "It belongs to the state. My family is just in trust."
In ancient times, Taoism consisted of numerous sects and sub-sects, each with its own distinct approaches but similarities. They often competed with each other to foster healthy development. In the modern era, with cliques and factions no longer permitted, they complied with state guidance and transformed their sects into Taoist academies, with the head becoming the dean. Sects with ancestral Taoist temples also added the position of "temple master."
But in private, Taoist disciples still follow the traditional way of addressing them.
According to today's standards, Zhang Zizhen's grandfather's title should be "President of Zhengyi College and Abbot of Changqing Temple."
Yan Jue had only read about this online out of curiosity. Wen Xuyang and Pan Wencheng, both within the system, were even more knowledgeable and didn't doubt Zhang Zizhen's claims. In fact, after he revealed his background, they became even more curious and cautious about his anomaly.
I have never heard of any religion that can cultivate itself to be different from ordinary people.
Thinking of this, Pan Wancheng smiled and pointed at Yan Jue to explain Zhang Zizhen's doubts: "This is the consultant of our Special Management Bureau."
"Special Management Bureau?" Zhang Zizhen looked up suddenly and almost jumped out of his chair when he heard it, and the handcuffs on his hands rattled. He looked at Pan Wencheng with surprise on his face: "Are you the director of the Special Management Bureau?"
Seeing this reaction, Wen Xuyang and Pan Wencheng glanced calmly at Yan Jue who was watching the show, as if he seemed a little familiar.
Pan Wencheng nodded at the table. "Our Special Management Bureau has never appeared publicly. Judging from your reaction, you seem to know us?"
Zhang Zizhen was still muttering to himself: "Oh my god, there really is a Special Management Bureau..."
After he finished muttering, his eyes suddenly became intense, and he shouted in a voice that sounded like he was about to cry: "Director, we are in a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. Family members don't recognize each other as family."
"I didn't go into the construction site to steal building materials and sell them for money. They're so heavy I can't carry them myself, and I'm not short of money. Director, I went into the construction site to catch ghosts and get rid of harm to the people. Director, please understand!"
Yan Jue and the other two: ...
Where does this Chuunibyou come from?
But, catching ghosts?
Wen Xuyang narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Please do not spread feudal superstitions. Ghosts do not exist in this world. Do not try to cover up the truth by making falsehoods."
Zhang Zizhen felt deeply wronged: "There really is something fishy going on. Didn't you all already know about the spiritual energy revival and set up a special management bureau specifically? Why are you still doubting my words and deceiving me? I admit that my method of entering the construction site was wrong, and my cultivation is not yet complete and I am a little weak, but I can guarantee with my twenty years of experience in studying Taoism that I went there because I really felt that something fishy was going on!"
"I also used talismans to attack that thing and weakened it a lot." Although his original intention was to destroy the ghost.
"Uncle police, I am innocent!"
After he finished explaining, he realized that the room was a little quiet.
"Comrade, Director, Advisor?" Zhang Zizhen was terrified. "Don't be silent, I'm scared."
Yan Jue slowly put away his surprised expression and glanced at Zhang Zizhen with an indescribable look: Scared? We are the ones who should be scared, okay?
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