Chapter 64: Trouble? Yan Jiuru touched his nose, Jianguo...
Chapter 64: Something’s wrong?
Fifth floor.
Yan Jiuru passed by 501 and saw that the door was open. The originally empty room had been converted into an office.
There were four groups of desks placed inside, two facing each other, with a total of eight seats. Two comrades from the army's logistics department were still carrying filing cabinets and other things inside.
Yan Jiuru didn't disturb the other party and went straight to his room 502. He saw a sign nailed above the door: Head of the Resources Group.
Team leader?
Not bad!
Through communicating with colleagues these days, Yan Jiuru has realized that salary rating is one thing and actual position is another.
In simple terms, the former is virtual and the latter is real.
Although he is still a team leader without any subordinates, he still has the title of "leader" after all, and those who join the resource group in the future will be his subordinates.
Yan Jiuru nodded with some satisfaction, at least he had regained a little bit of the feeling of being the Demon Lord.
***
When I entered the house, the first thing I saw was two pots of flowers blooming on the windowsill:
A pot of bright red amaryllis, with two stems, each with a pair of flowers, and a pair of buds about to bloom;
The other pot is a pink azalea. Looking at the pot and shape, you can tell that it has been taken care of by someone specially.
Turning my eyes, I saw a pot of daffodils on the long desk behind the desk. The flowers had already bloomed, and in two days the room would be filled with fragrance.
Perhaps he specifically asked for plants, as there were emerald green spider plants and ivy on the flower stand next to the rosewood floor-standing shade.
There are rosewood bookshelves and filing cabinets in front, behind, and on the sides of the desk, and the coffee table and sofa in the reception area are covered with snow-white decorative fabrics.
Although the furniture was all made of rosewood, the styles were obviously not uniform. He guessed that the furniture might have been confiscated from someone's house and redistributed.
Yan Jiuru doesn't care about these things, as long as it can be used.
He pulled up the beige curtains and took a look. The thickness was acceptable, and then his eyes fell on a telephone on the corner of the table!
He picked up the receiver and tried it. It had only been a few days, but the phone was connected and even usable!
Lao Zhang is a great director of logistics!
Yan Jiuru was satisfied.
Then he noticed a piece of paper under the phone. He pulled it out and saw that it contained the phone's number, the department numbers of Institute 107, the extension number, and two small keys.
Oh, the long-distance phone is locked now. If you must use it, you need to unlock it.
Yan Jiuru couldn't help but smile as he fiddled with the key. It seemed that the authority given to him by his superiors was pretty good. At least, he was given the key to unlock the door.
Whether to use it or not is one thing, whether there is anything wrong with it is another.
Yan Jiuru pulled out a chair and sat down to feel it. The height of the table and chairs was obviously carefully selected. It was quite comfortable for him with a height of over 1.8 meters. At least he didn't have to crouch down.
In addition, the front and back desks are filled with books on geography, mineral resources, internal publications, atlases, newspapers, etc.
Looking up, I saw two rows of bookcases and two tea cabinets with glass doors standing against the wall opposite. On the upper shelf was a thermos and several boxes of different varieties of tea. On the other side of the coffee table was an enamel tea tray with six upside-down glass teacups in it, with red patterns printed on the cups.
Yan Jiuru took the thermos downstairs and filled it with boiling water. He brewed a cup of jasmine tea for himself and sipped it slowly.
***
After drinking half a cup of tea, he took a scroll of atlas from the desk and opened it to see two maps, one was the latest version of the Yancheng map, and the other was the latest map of China.
Yan Jiuru found thumbtacks in the filing cabinet and pressed the two maps onto the wall.
He stepped back and looked, and saw that a world map was still missing.
He had not thought of using it, but after taking the senior professor’s resource course, he felt that a world map was necessary.
Yan Jiuru looked at his watch and saw that it was lunch time, so he gave up the idea of looking for logistics support right away.
It's not something that can't wait, so there's no need to disturb their lunch break.
***
Turning to the inner room, there were still two pots of blooming flowers in front of the window, and the four treasures of the study were all available on the desk by the window, with incense sticks, cinnabar and yellow paper also of the best quality.
The single bed was even covered with an army green mattress, covered with a tofu-shaped military quilt and a blanket.
On the top of the flower stand are two pots of orchids with lush green and elegant leaves, and a pot of asparagus fern with a graceful posture. It is obvious that they are well maintained.
Yan Jiuru stood in front of the desk, slowly poured water into the lotus leaf-shaped water basin, then took a brush from the pen holder, dipped it in the water and started writing.
The Four Treasures of the Study is just a general term. In reality, there may be more than four items used, depending on the conditions.
At the moment, it is obvious that the logistics are well prepared according to the conditions.
In addition to the regular high-quality pens, ink, paper and inkstone, there is also a complete set of pen holders, pen stands, water basins, pen lickers, paperweights, paper cutters, etc.
Because he asked for yellow paper and cinnabar, the logistics department considerately provided him with incense sticks and an incense burner.
Yan Jiuru nodded secretly. He finally understood why Director Zhang, a man from the battlefield, could become the director of logistics.
This level of thoughtfulness in thinking ahead of you is unmatched by most people.
Looking around, I finally had my own space.
***
It was still early to leave the base for training, so Yan Jiuru calmed his mind and cleared his mind of distractions.
He silently recited the mantra of purification to clear his mind, then stood up, lit incense, bowed towards the sky and the earth, and placed it in the incense burner.
Spread yellow paper, prepare red ink, recite the formula silently, and sense the vital energy of the weather. . . . .
Although this world is short of spiritual energy, it is not completely devoid of it. As a Demon Lord who once cultivated to the top of the world, Yan Jiuru's communication with the rules of heaven and earth no longer depends on basic spiritual energy and demonic energy.
As long as the rules of heaven and earth exist, he can try to communicate, but it is just more difficult now because he has no cultivation.
He closed his eyes and waited until his mind was clear again before starting to write again.
After wasting more than a dozen sheets of yellow paper, he was finally able to draw the talisman under the existing conditions.
He first drew a few low-grade Qi Gathering Talismans, Spirit Exploring Talismans, Five Thunders to Exorcise Evil Spirits Talismans and Dust Removal Talismans. He could not draw other talismans for the time being because either the paper could not bear the weight or the spiritual energy was insufficient, so such talismans would not be effective.
Take your time.
***
He casually picked up a purple thunder evil-repelling talisman, silently chanted the talisman, gathered a little spiritual light on his fingertips, touched the talisman, and casually flicked it towards the beam of the house, "boom--"
“Crack—”
Suddenly, a purple-gold flash of lightning flashed, and then there was a bolt of lightning and thunder in the sky above the house!
"Damn, I'm not going to cause any trouble, am I?"
Yan Jiuru was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but curse out loud.
'Purple Thunder Evil-Repelling Talisman', as the name suggests, this talisman is specifically used to clean up the 'unclean' things in the environment.
Of course, what he was drawing now was a low-level purple thunder talisman. A high-level one was simply impossible to draw in this world right now, but regardless of whether it was low-level or high-level, the meaning was essentially the same.
Take the low-level purple thunder evil-repelling talisman for example. Under normal circumstances, if there is no accident, it will fly around quietly after being activated, and then stick to the beam of the house.
There are lightning and thunder right now, so they must have started fighting!
This is obviously something!
But if you listen carefully, the thunder is loud but the raindrops are small, so it should be driving away, not killing anything.
Yan Jiuru gritted his teeth. After all, the office building was an office space, and everyone had their own work and confidentiality requirements. He had not used his spiritual sense since he came here.
As it turns out, this is actually the case.
Who would have thought...
***
Soon, there was a commotion downstairs.
"What happened?"
"There was thunder in broad daylight?"
"What's going on?"
. . . . . .
Yan Jiuru had no choice but to go downstairs to take a look.
Standing outside Building 7, I looked up in the direction of the lightning. Sure enough, on the roof, bright purple snake-shaped lightning was chasing something.
Everyone who was resting in the dormitory rushed over and stood in front of the building, looking up.
Director Zhang caught sight of Yan Jiuru, and his mind raced. He muttered a few words to Director Wu who had rushed over. The latter waved at Yan Jiuru: "Xiaoyan, come here..."
***
"So, this thunder talisman was drawn by you?" Director Wu and others looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Although they have some weird talents in Institute 107, this is the first time I have seen someone so weird right from the start.
"There have been more than ten thunder strikes, why hasn't it stopped yet?" Don't let the building be damaged by the lightning.
Yan Jiuru shrugged and said, "I just tried to draw a Five Thunders Talisman to ward off evil spirits. Logically, it should be finished when the energy is exhausted or something is killed by the lightning."
"So, do you know what it is?"
Yan Jiuru looked at him awkwardly, "We are a confidential unit, this is not easy to handle."
Director Wu understood and nodded, "Then, what should we do about this?"
He is an old revolutionary, and he was appointed director of Institute 107 because he is "well-informed" on the public security front, but today's matter is still a bit beyond the scope.
Yan Jiuru said: "I'm not good at this, or you can find a capable Taoist priest to take a look."
A former great practitioner like him has long understood that he cannot do all the work by himself, nor can he take all the good things for himself.
As the saying goes: There are fifty great ways, forty-nine are derived from heaven, and man escapes one.
In everything, give others and yourself some room.
***
After being reminded by him, Director Wu immediately called someone.
After all, there are 107 institutions, so there must be other groups besides the resource group.
Soon, a jeep picked up a pair of master and apprentice
His clothes looked ordinary, but the things in his bag were extraordinary.
The master looked to be in his fifties and was very thin. Although he was not wearing a Taoist robe, he still had a Taoist bun on his head with a peach wood hairpin inserted in it.
Director Wu pulled Yan Jiuru over to explain what had happened, then pointed at the lightning on the roof and said, "Master Tan, look at this... there have been dozens of lightning strikes already. If this continues, people from the surrounding units will have to come in."
He has settled for the next best thing.
A damaged building can be repaired, but it will be troublesome if it attracts too much attention.
Taoist Priest Tan looked at it intently and said, "This purple lightning didn't kill me, so it's not a big problem. However, everyone should disperse."
Director Wu asked everyone to disperse far away, saying that even if they were watching the excitement, they had to ensure their safety, in case something escaped...
Taoist Master Tan and his apprentice began to take out various tools and set up.
Yan Jiuru also hid far away. As a demon lord, he was not familiar with the current Taoist methods.
It’s better to stay away.
However, it was he who caused the trouble after all. He sent a wisp of his spiritual sense to scan the small building. As a result, he saw a fox being chased by lightning and running away. Several pieces of its fur were burnt on its body. It was quite funny.
this. . . . . .
Yan Jiuru touched his nose. It seemed that after the founding of Xinxuan, animals were not allowed to become spirits. No wonder he was struck by lightning.
***
Taoist Priest Tan quickly made arrangements. He held a peach wood sword in one hand and a copper bell in the other, stepped into the Yu step, chanted a spell, and with a cry of "Hurry and obey the command, pardon!" he cast a talisman.
The talisman seemed to have eyes and shot straight towards the fox, sticking to its body with a "pa" sound!
No matter how hard he tried to shake off the fox, he couldn't get rid of it. He was so angry that he stood up and cursed at the Taoist priest below without caring about being struck by lightning!
Although I don’t know what it is saying, it feels very dirty!
Of course, to others, it just sounds like a fox chirping.
Taoist Master Tan didn't care how the fox cursed. He raised the copper bell in his hand and shook it rhythmically. Soon, the fox seemed to be drunk and fell down with a "thump".
Fortunately, something had been arranged below, and the fox fell slowly to the ground without getting hurt.
Then, the Taoist priest chanted some incantation and shouted, "Taishang Laojun, hurry up and command, the thunder will stop!" As expected, the purple lightning flashed twice and disappeared.
The Taoist priest held up the dizzy fox and said to Director Wu, "This fox was supposed to be practicing in the mountains behind. Now there are troops stationed in the mountains, and they were affected and came out.
I saw it hadn't done anything bad, so I took it away."
If it really wants to do something evil, the purple thunder will not just chase it and burn its fur.
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