After the third episode ended, assistant Xiao Zhou bought a ticket for Gu Zhisang to return to the city in advance. As soon as she got off the plane, she received a summons invitation from Rongcheng Police Station.

The message was signed by Rongcheng Lingzu Branch.

The system popped up and asked, "Sangsang, are you going?"

Gu Zhisang put away his phone and said, "Okay, let's go over and take a look."

Before she left Southern Province, Gu Xuechun had mentioned to her in a vague way that the official special metaphysics department he belonged to was quite interested in her and would probably consult her on some issues;

It just so happened that Gu Zhisang himself was somewhat curious about the metaphysical organization of this world.

Only then did she realize that Xuanmen and Lingzu were two completely different organizations.

The former is a folk organization headed by several major metaphysical families and sects. It has existed for hundreds and thousands of years. Currently, more than 95% of the metaphysical masters in Xia Kingdom are restricted and managed by the Xuanmen.

A hundred years ago, after the founding of the New Xia Kingdom, there was a lot of work to be done. At that time, there were often monsters and demons in the mountains causing trouble. In order to suppress these evil spirits and stabilize the country's destiny, the connection between the country's upper echelons and the Xuanmen was very close.

But the Taoists always felt that they were superior to others and could spy on the secrets of heaven and connect to the underworld. Relying on the needs of the country, they became more and more rampant. There were several cases in succession where the Taoists violated the law, killed people and robbed goods, but in the end they could not catch the criminals and the cases were hastily concluded.

Since then, the country has begun to form and train its own Xuanshi organization, which is the latter: Lingzu.

Unfortunately, Xuanmen has a huge network, and the aristocratic sects within it are well aware that once the official organization grows stronger, it will inevitably weaken their position, and have been secretly suppressing the development of the spiritual group.

Until now, most of the masters of the Mysticism recruited by the Spirit Group are still idle people who have left the Xuanmen, or some people who are not from a family of metaphysics but have psychic talents and are self-taught. Without a powerful person with deep Taoism and strong ability to take charge, they are simply unable to compete with the Xuanmen.

This has always been a major concern for the higher-ups.

Afternoon——

At the innermost corner of the third floor of Rongcheng Police Station, there is a special department.

There was neither a group name nor a house number on the wall or the door, but the police officers knew it all: it was said that this department specialized in dealing with supernatural events.

At this time, two young men in plain clothes, who looked a little lazy and did not look like serious police officers at all, were sitting at the table playing cards.

The cards in their hands were not playing cards. Each of them had strange and distorted oracle bone characters painted on it.

"I'm not going to play anymore. I lost again. Paper cards are not my forte." The flat-headed man pushed the cards in his hand forward and said angrily, "It's almost three o'clock. Do you think Gu Zhisang will really come? She's a female celebrity. Maybe she won't even read the message we sent her."

"Even if you are willing to come, our department can't afford it. It is said that celebrities can earn tens of millions or even hundreds of millions a day." The man with glasses opposite was slowly packing up the paper signs.

Suddenly, the middle-aged woman who was working at the desk in the main seat raised her head and said, "Shut up, someone is coming."

Almost the next moment after she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door from outside, and a female police officer pushed the door open and walked in, "Team Leader Zheng, there is a Miss Gu who wants to see you."

Gu Zhisang walked out from behind.

The woman stood up and walked over to her, extending her hand to shake hers. "Hello, I'm Zheng Ruyu, the head of the Rongcheng Spiritual Group. These two are my subordinates. The tall one is Song Chen, and the one with glasses is Wang Xiaole."

The two young men smiled at her stiffly.

After sitting down, Zheng Ruyu said with a sharp look: "Ms. Gu, we invited you here this time because we learned that you are not a registered Xuanmen master. We would like to ask if you are willing to join our spiritual group?"

They had an insider in Xuanmen, and the news that came out said that Gu Zhisang was not a disciple of any Xuanmen family or sect.

She suddenly found the emperor's tomb and contacted the official to take over, which caught the Xuanmen off guard. Some of the masters inside were furious and complained.

Now Xuanmen is also investigating her background.

In addition, Gu Xuechun went to contact her personally and reported to his superiors that this female star was proficient in feng shui. The headquarters gave Zheng Ruyu an order, asking her to contact Gu Zhisang before Xuanmen.

It would be best to pull people into the spirit group.

Song Chen continued: "Our Ling Group is a formal department, with a staff and work permit. The basic salary is 20,000 yuan, and there is a commission for completing tasks. There is no upper limit!"

Zheng Ruyu glanced at him, nodded and added: "And we also know that Miss Gu has been harassed by public opinion and false rumors on the Internet. If you join the Spirit Group, you will be a public official. If necessary, we will take action to clear up the false statements on the Internet for you."

This statement clearly told Gu Zhisang that this was one of the reasons why the official Weibo account tagged her yesterday and tried to boost her popularity.

Gu Zhisang had guessed something before coming here, and was not particularly surprised, but she still shook her head and said:

"I'm sorry, I have no intention of joining any organization, not even the Xuanmen Ling Group. I don't like being bound by rules and regulations, but I can guarantee that I will not use metaphysics to do things that violate secular laws."

In her previous life, she had practiced in seclusion in the mountains for more than a hundred years. She had no idea how to handle interpersonal relationships, nor could she obey orders from others.

Zheng Ruyu understood and said after a moment's silence:

"I can understand Miss Gu's thoughts, but...if you are alone, you will still be restricted by Xuanmen."

Gu Zhisang frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

"Miss Gu, you don't know how arrogant and overbearing those guys in Xuanmen are. If you don't join them, ordinary Xuanshi can't make it." Song Chen said, "They have monopolized several old shops that can make talismans and refine medicines. They don't allow people to sell things to people who are not from Xuanmen, and they don't allow idle Xuanshi who have not joined Xuanmen and don't have Xuanmen certification to take jobs. They say that people are liars, and if you meet them, you can use Xuanmen rules to break their Taoism..."

"Anyway, there are countless things like this. I'm still a member of the Spirit Group, and I'm always in trouble if I run into them on a normal day."

Wang Xiaole, who had been silent the whole time, pushed the frame of his camera and said, "Indeed, my family used to be a branch of the Wang family of Xuanmen. My father couldn't stand the dirty things of the main family and asked to leave the Wang family. He was almost beaten to death by the main family members who were looking for trouble. Several elders of the Xuanmen actually said that my family was no longer a member of the Xuanmen, and this matter was a personal vendetta between the Wang family and us."

Later, Wang's father recovered from his injuries. Because non-Xuanmen people could not even perform rituals, he finally got angry and took his family to join the spiritual group.

With the protection of official organizations, those people became more restrained.

But until now, every time he met someone from Xuanmen, they would call him a "traitor" in a sarcastic tone.

Song Chen said: "They will definitely come back to you. If you refuse, Miss Gu, you will definitely be dealt with."

Zheng Ruyu also took out a thick file and handed it to Gu Zhisang.

The above records are all records of unsolved cases where the murderer cannot be found. Many of the cases have traces of metaphysical studies. The largest number of files are from twenty years ago. In recent years, as the country's attitude has become increasingly serious and clear, the number of talents in the metaphysical school has been restrained a lot, and the number of cases has gradually decreased.

Zheng Ruyu: "We gave the files to those old guys in Xuanmen, and they started to muddy the waters and there were even more disputes among them. Xuanmen is really not a good place to go now. If Miss Gu is not interested in them, why not come to our spiritual group?"

"Abusing magic, forming cliques, and eliminating dissidents..." Gu Zhisang sneered, nameless anger surging in his heart: "Is this the way of the Xuanmen in this world?"

Wang Xiaole sighed, "The Xuanmen sect was not like this before. Thousands of years ago, the founder Junhong founded the sect and unified all the sects and families in the world to establish the Xuanmen sect. I still remember the three things that the founder set in the classics: no natural disasters, no evil deeds, and no pleasure. At that time, my sect was clear and bright, and no one dared to use magic to bring disaster to the world. It's a pity that the founder only ruled the Xuanmen sect for more than a hundred years before he passed away. Since then, the world of metaphysics has never produced a leader with great kindness and wisdom..."

"Wait." Gu Zhisang's expression suddenly became strange, "You said that the founder of Xuanmen's Taoist master's name is Junhong?"

"yes."

The three of them all had an expression that said, 'How can you, a metaphysical person, not even know this?'

Gu Zhisang, who had always felt something was wrong, suddenly caught a flash of inspiration at this moment. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Wang Xiaole:

"You are from Xuanmen, right? Can you tell me what you know about Xuanmen's past and history?"

Although he felt strange, Wang Xiaole still nodded.

After a brief chat, Gu Zhisang fell silent. After a while, she curled her lips and said, "Thank you for your help."

Song Chen looked expectant: "Miss Gu, do you want to join our spiritual group?"

Gu Zhisang shook his head, and said slowly with a disappointed expression: "Although I am not joining the Spirit Group, if you encounter any problems that you cannot solve, I can provide you with some help."

"By the way, if there are any people from the Xuanmen causing trouble, you can come find me."

After she left, the three masters in the office were still in shock.

Song Chen touched his head. "What did she mean by the last sentence? She wanted to go against the people of Xuanmen? Awesome!"

Wang Xiaole agreed with that, but still felt it was a little strange: "She is not from Xuanmen, right? Why does she seem to want to overthrow Xuanmen? And she doesn't seem to know much about Xuanmen, but when she talks about it, she always comes up with a sentence or two of history recorded in internal books. Boss, are you sure she has no connection with Xuanmen before? Did they have any grudges?"

Zheng Ruyu frowned, "It's really strange. I checked her background several times and she has nothing to do with Xuanmen. Her ability of fortune-telling and feng shui was suddenly revealed. She could find a tomb that several old guys from Xuanmen didn't find. There's no need to hide her abilities for so many years."

"Forget it. As long as talents like this are not taken away by Xuanmen, we still have a chance."

——

On the way home, the system was so quiet that I didn't dare to breathe.

It could feel that Gu Zhisang's emotions were very unstable, like a volcano that was about to erupt but was temporarily suppressed.

As soon as she entered the house, Gu Zhisang sat on the rattan chair. She let out a sigh of relief, and gently rubbed the acupuncture points at the corners of her eyebrows with her slender fingertips. After a while, she said in a cold voice:

"System, you know that I have recovered 70% of my abilities, right?"

"I can, I can feel it..." the system said weakly.

After obtaining the power of merit bestowed by the dragon vein, Gu Zhisang's changes were most obvious as sensed by the system residing in her spiritual center.

If the system only saw her as having a strong soul before, Gu Zhisang, whose soul and body are now more than half integrated, really makes the system feel oppressed.

Gu Zhisang: "Then you should also know that if I risk destroying this body, I can erase you from my spiritual platform."

system:?!!

It was completely frightened and burst into tears: "Boss, I am very obedient. I didn't force you to follow the plot. Please don't erase me..."

"Then let me ask you, what is going on in this world?" Gu Zhisang said threateningly, "What is your relationship with Tiandao Laoer?"

No wonder this body fits her so well, no wonder the ghost messengers in the underworld all look like old acquaintances, this is not the world in the book at all, it is hundreds of years after her time!

Wang Xiaole said that eight hundred years ago, Taoist Junhong opened Xuanmen Mountain, and the history of that period completely matched her memory.

Because Taoist Junhong is her master!

In fact, after the master passed away, it was Gu Zhisang who took over the Xuanmen. After completely unifying it, he added another rule after the "three no-touches" rule of Taoist Junhong: never allow people in the Xuanmen to abuse their magic and do evil.

But in the records of this world, Taoist Junhong actually had no disciples, and her name Gu Zhisang was completely erased;

The Yinchai and Xie Bian, who I had dealt with before, also had no memory of me at all, and Xuanmen had turned into a pool of mud...

I am the soul that came to this world after failing to pass the tribulation, so there must be something wrong with the way things are.

After being interrogated for a long time, the system cried and complained, and knew nothing about anything. Only then did Gu Zhisang realize that this system was really a piece of trash.

The system sobbed and whispered, "If I have to say something, I only feel particularly happy when you absorb the power of merit. It seems that the more merit you absorb, the more good things will happen..."

The power of merit? Is it related to the Way of Heaven?

Gu Zhisang was just pondering when the phone in her pocket suddenly rang. She said to the system that was still humming in her mind, "Stop crying, you're so noisy."

The system is even more wronged: QAQ

Its eyes were filled with tears and it covered its disembodied mouth.

The caller was Yu Tongqiu: "Sangsang, you should be in Rongcheng now, right? I have something to tell you. Did you know that your agent went to see Director Liu again? How did you offend him? Why did he insist on getting rid of your resources?"

Everyone in the industry knows that Gu Zhisang and his agent Qian Zheng are not on good terms, but this is the first time Yu Tongqiu has seen someone so eager to kill their artists.

Upon hearing this, Gu Zhisang remembered that there was a hidden bomb beside him - Qian Zheng, the agent who had a baby ghost beside him.

She frowned slightly, "What did he do again?"

Yu Tongqiu: "We'll talk about this later. I called to ask if you are free. An old man in the family of a friend of mine just passed away, but some things were not going well with the funeral. He suspected that the old man had some obsession that he had not yet completed. I wonder if you can help take a look?"

Because the person who asked was Yu Tongqiu, Gu Zhisang did not refuse outright, "What is the specific situation?"

"It's like this. Last Monday, my friend's mother had a sudden heart attack at home. The accident happened in her own bedroom. Because it happened suddenly and there was no one else around her, she missed the best time to take medicine and receive treatment. She died in the bedroom... By the time her family found out and sent her to the hospital, it was too late."

"Because no problems were found in the hospital, my friend wanted to arrange a decent funeral for the old man. As a result, problems occurred one after another during the funeral..."

Yu Tongqiu swallowed her saliva. She was one of the few friends in the circle who knew about this matter. She went to send a wreath to the old lady and witnessed the strange things at the funeral with her own eyes.

After experiencing sleep paralysis herself, she was extremely afraid of such things, and her voice was trembling as she recalled:

"Although the old lady died before she turned 70 and her death was not peaceful, it was not a happy funeral, but she was a very open-minded old lady. My friend didn't want her to die listening to mourning. In addition, the old lady liked to listen to opera, so he arranged for a folk opera troupe to sing funeral songs and lion dances with drums and music."

"It was fine at the beginning, but the troupe members started to cry while singing, and finally they became hoarse on the stage, unable to sing at all. When they came off the stage, they said that they felt a cold wind blowing through their throats, and that their throats hurt as if they were being cut by a knife when they opened their mouths."

"There are also lion dance masters who have been dancing on poles for more than ten years. In their words, they are more stable on poles than on flat ground. But one of the masters fell off the pole that day, and a piece of flesh was scraped off his calf. Blood was all over the ground..."

Immediately the masters of the lion dance troupe changed their expressions, because seeing blood at a funeral is a big taboo in a funeral troupe!

The master who fell off the stake didn't even want the money. He wanted to leave and said that this funeral was not a peaceful one. When he was on the stake, he felt a hand pulling him hard. It was the dead old lady who didn't want to leave!

The relatives and friends who attended the funeral were also scared to death.

The older generation of people were whispering on the spot, wondering if there was something strange about the death of the old sister in the underground, and she was unwilling to turn into a ghost and come to cause trouble at the funeral!

Yu Tongqiu continued, "My friend had already suspected something about his mother's death, and then this happened. If it were just this, it might be a coincidence, but the next morning when he went to pick up the wreaths that had been sent to him, he found that several of them had been slashed!"

"That afternoon, the owner of the shop where he ordered the tombstone called him and said... that the tombstone specially made for the old lady was cracked!!"