Chapter 69
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Since I came directly from the Chengnan Expressway Exit in Nanjiang, I went back to the kindergarten to put my luggage away before going to 779. I was worried about Li Dongqiang guarding the kindergarten, so I brought him along.
In the conference room, photos of ancient books were exported and enlarged by a projector.
Only after reading it line by line and page by page can you have a preliminary understanding of Lingfeng God.
Some people have already searched for historical figures with the title of general in Linyue State on search engines.
However, the historical records about that battle are vague, with only a few words, and it is impossible to confirm who is the Lingfeng God General.
According to the timeline of the Battle of Huagu Valley, several matching generals were found, but when we clicked on their birth and death records, we found that most of them lived to be in their fifties or sixties and died peacefully and soundly. None of them died because of the emperor's suspicion.
"This doesn't fit." A newcomer muttered.
"Anecdotes are passed down among the mortal world, not historical materials. They are usually exaggerated and embellished, so you can only believe half of them."
But some people have a different perspective: "It says that Lingfeng God was imprisoned before he ascended to heaven and died a violent death. He persecuted a good general, and a good general who had made great military achievements. The key is that this general ascended to heaven on the spot and became a well-known god at that time. If you were the emperor, would you be afraid?"
If you treat the general well, it will be a good story. But you treat him badly and torture him to death.
Having such a deep hatred with the gods, I can't sleep well.
How could we dare to let the historians record it honestly, leaving evidence for the world and believers to curse for eternity?
"That makes sense. The rulers of these feudal societies were most afraid of leaving something for future generations to talk about. It was common for them to delete a fact or change the subject."
Anyway, it is normal that the historians at that time did not write it down. As for why there is almost no scraps, they do not know. Throughout the thousands of years, there are more than one Lingfeng God General who was drowned and swallowed by the torrent of the times.
After they sorted out their thoughts, Li Yang operated the computer. On the projection screen, everyone saw him circle the three words "Liuguang Umbrella".
"I know about the Flowing Light Umbrella. It's written in the Magical Treasures Classics that it was indeed made by the Great Emperor Beiyuan, but I haven't seen any other books mentioning which deity used it. How could it be given to General Lingfeng?"
"This is not important." Li Yang stroked the silver chain, his mind moved slightly, the silver chain glowed, and condensed in the air into a silver-white paper umbrella. He chanted the incantation again, and the paper umbrella opened. The features of the ink umbrella cover and octagonal tassels were clearly the Flowing Light Umbrella.
A bunch of bold exclamation marks and question marks popped up in everyone's mind, and they were extremely shocked.
I have seen people using magical weapons and instruments, but I have never seen a magical instrument that is only recorded in ancient books and has never appeared in the world - to put it bluntly, they are not sure whether it really exists and have no way to verify it.
"You..." The fat director Wang, who was the first to come to his senses, searched for his own voice before continuing, "Where did it come from?"
Li Yang started with the reward for the Underworld Pass.
"So... it was given to you by the underworld?"
Li Yang nodded, "The previous owner of this artifact was General Lingfeng. If you want to study it, you can borrow it from me."
These words were ordinary, just diligently providing more clues, but others could sense the sourness.
Apart from Li Yang's natural tone, treating this artifact was no different from looking at the loofah dishcloth at home, and also - people were doing part-time jobs and were given artifacts as rewards.
When did the underworld become so generous? They need to pay attention to this year's spring recruitment.
Director Wang regained his composure: "Thank you Comrade Xiao Li for your contribution to the bureau. We will speak up when we need anything." Then the meeting officially began, with Groups ABC reporting on the latest progress.
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Each group took turns speaking, and everyone was silent.
When it's all about following up, it just gets disconnected.
It feels like there is no end to the dead end of this case.
Some people had dry eyes from staying up all night and were looking up at the sky to put eye drops in their eyes. Some old comrades were drinking tea from enamel cups. Some were leaning back in their chairs and sighing. All of them were as hopeless as salted fish.
When everyone was preparing to take a break and discuss how to find a breakthrough, Li Yang took out the book "A Few Stories About Lovers in Heaven".
I don't know when I brought it with me.
Zhou Du lowered the corner of his lips, but in the dim conference room, the light from the screen reflected a hint of smile in his clear eyes.
"What is this?" Fat Director Wang flipped through the catalog and looked at it. Wow, it was the Book of the Little Phoenix of Heaven. Who wrote it? It looks like it has been circulated for many years. This book is at least seventy or eighty years old. It is possible that it was copied during the Republic of China period.
Have you ever read the little magazines about men's hospitals distributed on the street? The writing style is similar.
"Is this about General Lingfeng?" Director Wang asked with some doubt.
Li Yang took out the book and had two thoughts: one, there must be a connection. Two, tell tales.
He opened the chapter about God General Lingfeng and Qiqu Lingying Tianjun and showed it to Director Wang. "This book writes about God General Lingfeng, and at the same time vilifies other gods. From another perspective, God General Lingfeng cannot be found, but the gods who appeared in the same period as him in the book can always be found. Is there anyone in your bureau who is good at summoning gods? Go and ask them." Then he told these gods that there were people in the mortal world who made up rumors about you.
Everyone was enlightened.
"That makes sense!" Fat Director Wang's eyes lit up, and he quickly said to his men, "Go call Wen Heng over!"
Wen Heng was in the process of getting reimbursed in the Finance Department when one of his colleagues, who was supposed to be in the conference room studying a case, suddenly came in and said, "You've made it so hard for me to find you. Come on, hurry up, go to the conference room. Director Wang needs help."
When Wen Heng arrived at the meeting room, everyone asked him to summon the gods, and the one they invited was Qiqu Lingying Tianjun, his ancestor's master.
Wang Ju and others thought that the book was old, and the book put Qiqu Lingying Tianjun and Lingfeng Shenjiang together. Regardless of whether the content was true or false, it must have been spread because of some intersection at the time, and then the people heard about it and exaggerated it. So the first person to be questioned should be Qiqu Lingying Tianjun. Moreover, Tianjun has a good temper. If they bet wrong, they can ask other easy-to-talk gods in the book.
Wen Heng was stared at by dozens of eyes. He sat down, crossed his arms, and asked, "Let me know why I asked you to come down. What do you want to ask?"
That was true, so Brother Hong showed him pages 46-53 of "A Few Stories About Lovers in Heaven" which everyone had already read.
Wen Heng was furious. He stood up and threw the book onto the table. "What nonsense! You don't want me to ask Tianjun if what's written in this book is true?!"
"...I just want you to ask Tianjun Lingfeng whether the God of Wind is still in heaven or has fallen."
Wen Heng sat down again. "That's all you want to ask? If you have anything else to ask, ask them all at once."
“If General Lingfeng is not in Heaven, then we can ask him if he is the same person as the Lingfeng God of Chaoyuan Sect.” There was really no clue.
Wen Heng looked at his colleague who wanted to cheat, and neither agreed nor disagreed. He just said, "You know the rules that the higher-ups don't interfere with the other three realms. If you insist on asking me to check it myself, I can't do anything about it."
After saying that, he stood up and waved his coat, "Let's set up the altar."
As soon as Wen Heng said this, several colleagues who usually worked with him on missions immediately stood up and started working.
779 is a restaurant that does this. They have all the skills of setting up an altar, but the food must be hot and fragrant. No one knows how to cook, and 779 doesn’t have a kitchen, so Wang ordered takeout.
Wen Heng chose a location and set up the incense altar there, offering incense, candles, lamps, water and fruit.
The takeaway food arrived and was placed on the table. He poured five glasses of wine and three cups of tea.
Hold the incense stick, light it above the red candle, and insert it into the incense burner.
Wen Heng took out his own magic weapon, and drew runes in the air with a jade bamboo wolf hair brush. Then he muttered something quickly, and shouted out the last sentence "The Eight Trigrams Summon the Spiritual Emperor of Heaven", and the spell was completed.
In less than three seconds, Wen Heng said, "A god has descended."
It means you are invited.
779 There was a newcomer who had just been here for two months. He exclaimed when he saw this and asked his senior in a low voice: "How come Section Chief Wen is so awesome?!"
The senior answered him: "Section Chief Wen's ancestor has a background."
Wen Heng first praised them by saying, "The wisdom of Emperor Baode Hongren and Emperor Baoguang Chuntian is beyond my reach."
The newcomer asked again: "Why do you have to give such a long and exaggerated opening speech?"
The senior glanced at him and said, "Emperor Wenchang is the most shameless and likes to be praised. As long as he is praised for being handsome, he will pass the exam. Didn't you try it when you were a kid?"
"Ah?!" The new employee's eyes lit up: "I'll try it when I get a permanent job!"
Anyway, after Wen Heng finished praising him, he started to ask about the real business: Grand Master, do you know General Lingguang? Is he still in heaven?
What I got was silence.
Wen Heng didn't pass on the message for a long time, so Director Wang asked, "Did the Emperor reply?" Could it be that he didn't invite him down?
"Don't rush me." Wen Heng frowned after he finished speaking. He also doubted for a moment whether he had not invited him down. Although he, like everyone else, could not see the Lord of Heaven, the aura of the Grand Master was always around. He recognized it clearly and it was impossible for him not to be there.
The problem is, their questions actually made the Heavenly Emperor silent?
Is there anything that cannot be said? The matter of Lingfeng God General is getting more and more strange.
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Qiqu Lingying Tianjun received an invitation from his disciple and came down happily to drink some good wine.
When he came and saw a crowd of people behind his disciple, he fell silent.
When his disciple asked questions, he fell silent again.
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Wen Heng was getting a little impatient, after all, he had to send the Grand Master back before the incense burned out.
He repeated the question.
Finally, I got a short answer: "No."
Not in heaven.
"Is that... a fall?"
"No."
The sound still penetrated Wen Heng's ears. Wen Heng was a little mad. He was neither fallen nor in heaven. Was he on a business trip? Or was he coming down to earth to experience the calamity?
They had never seen an immortal who had endured a thousand years of calamity without any news. This was also the main reason why they suspected Ling Feng of having fallen into evil.
But it’s not a good idea to ask questions that are not directly related to the case, as Tianjun may not answer them.
Wen Heng passed the answer of "not fallen" to the people behind him, and then asked the question that was originally set, "Is the Lingfeng God of the Heavenly Realm the same person as the Lingfeng God of Chaoyuan Sect, who has been popular in the human world recently?"
Although the clues for the investigation into Chao Yuan Zong were interrupted, 779 has already found out that the number of Chao Yuan Zong's followers is not small, at least approaching medium size.
Wen Heng felt that Grand Master was silent again. After a long while, he said, "Not really."
He passed the message again and everyone fell silent.
If it is, it is. If it is not, it is not. Are you trying to confuse people to death by saying “it doesn’t count”?
But this is also an answer - there must be a connection between the God General and the God Sovereign. It also confirms that the speculation of "coming down to earth to experience disasters" is probably not true.
This conclusion is enough, and there is no need to ask more.
Wen Heng then recited the Immortal Crane Secret and sent the Grand Master back.
After delivering the gifts, when cleaning up the incense table, Wen Heng discovered that the book "Two or Three Anecdotes about Lovers in Heaven" was hidden behind the incense burner.
Everything on the altar represented tribute. It was unheard of to treat Xiao Huangwen as a tribute. He could not help but get angry: "Who put it there?!"
The innocent newcomer timidly raised his hand: "Okay, it seems I accidentally put it there when I was helping to move things..."
When everyone in the meeting room decided to set up an altar to invite the gods, he was watching with great interest, but was suddenly called to work, so he put the incense in his hands. Then he was moving things, so he might have just put it on the incense table and forgot to take it away...
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!”
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Before being sent back to heaven, Qiqu Lingying Tianjun took a peek at the crowd, quickly inhaled the wine offered to him, and floated away drunkenly.
When I floated to the third heaven, I thought of the book "A Few Stories About Lovers in Heaven" on the altar.
He discovered it as soon as he descended to the altar, but he was glanced at by someone in the crowd and his attention was diverted.
But now thinking of this book, he went downstairs again under the influence of alcohol, floated into an apartment, and slapped a man hard on the back of the head.
Jin Youqian fell off his computer chair and looked around the room in a daze.
He was working on a manuscript when he accidentally fell asleep, and then a strong wind knocked him to the ground.
It was too strong, how could the wind come from when the doors and windows were closed? He rubbed the back of his head, and it sobered him up, and he continued to work as hard as he could.
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