“Master, what is said in the document?”

"Say... you were possessed by a wisp of the demon fox's soul, so that the monks would capture you immediately after discovering you, and let those Supreme Elders help you purify your soul..."

"What? They move so fast."

Wang Xiaomiao blinked and looked at the investigation team documents projected by Huaijing in front of her.

The document is not just this information about ‘wanted’ her, it is only accompanied by it;

The main content of the document is to give a detailed explanation of the Xilian incident and a brief introduction to the change of power and duties within the investigation team.

At this time, the investigation team's characterization of Xilian's devil's devil's incident, or Qin Yishen's characterization of this incident was [the revenge action of evil cultivators in southern Xinjiang].

Last night, these evil cultivators in southern Xinjiang attacked at the same time, using poisonous smoke to harm several military bases and launched sneak attacks on Xilian's residence;

Xilian's intention to kill was so great that she was completely deviled. After killing all the evil cultivators in the southern border, she rushed directly to the nearby towns.

After Xilian became a demon, she was completely out of control. The most critical monk, Wang Feiyu, who was able to destroy this demon fox, has been missing for more than a year. According to the investigation, the "Sword Cultivation Feiyu" may have ruined the calculations of the evil cultivators in the southern Xinjiang.

In order to control Xilian, the investigation team had to invite various elders of Cheng Taishang to take action, and then successfully sealed Xilian and suppressed her.

These Supreme Elders saved the lives of more than 100,000 residents and made great contributions. The investigation team has obtained preliminary negotiation results with various families, respecting the fifteen Supreme Elders as the Taoist "Immortal Elders" and lifting the house arrest of the fifteen "Immortal Elders".

The investigation team apologized for their previous suspicion of the fifteen immortals.

Similarly, the fifteen immortals also stated that they only want to practice in the mountains; if they encounter demons, they will obey the call of "Team Leader Qin" and come out to help.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaomiao sneered.

Monk Huaijing wondered, "What's wrong?"

"Collaborate!

Qin Yishen couldn't wait to start consolidating his influence! Humph, he really coveted Director Chi Ling's position, but he didn't have the confidence to sit on it directly!

This guy is so squeamish when he is a villain!"

Wang Xiaomiao gritted her silver teeth and complained a few times, frowned and continued to watch.

Among the documents, the one that accounts for the most space is the internal transfer of the special three groups, mainly the special affairs group and the investigation group, and the combat readiness group was not affected.

Qin Yishen temporarily handled the position of the top leaders of the special three groups. After Chi Ling's investigation results were released, the above will conduct formal reorganization of the special three groups based on the situation.

The work of the investigation team's "Investigation on Monk Crimes" was officially transferred to the special affairs group, and the relevant responsible teams in the investigation team, network structure, and transferred to the special affairs group.

In addition to these two major aspects, half of the senior executives of the investigation team are under review, and most of the vacancies are temporarily replaced by subordinates.

There are more than a dozen personnel change notices below...

"Oh... the investigation team's resources were taken away by the special affairs team," Wang Xiaomiao touched her chin for a while and studied it. "This seems to show that Qin Yishen also knew that it could not really bring down Director Chi Ling, so he simply took this method of seizing power."

Monk Huaijing pulled Zhang Muchai over, sat by the bed, and smiled bitterly: "Sister, aren't you worried about your situation?"

"What's the use of worrying," Wang Xiaomiao shook her head, "What I'm more worried about now is that my brother and senior sister must not come back by themselves. If they come back now, they will definitely fight against these sinful cultivators.

Just my brother's second-level sword cultivator who looks elegant and passionate in his heart will definitely not be ashamed of his elder sister."

"It makes sense," Monk Huaijing nodded, then glared at Wang Xiaomiao, "So, where did Feiyu go?"

"Moon Palace," Wang Xiaomiao did not hide this matter.

"Oh!" Huai Jing suddenly realized his mind, then smiled bitterly, "If this is the case, these fifteen sin cultivators have basically finished attacking Xilian."

This time it was Wang Xiaomiao's turn to wonder, "Why?"

"The Moon Palace is the small fairy world, where some of the immortals in the fairy world are left.

Take the elixir at will, and the immortal weapons are everywhere.

There are also treasure lands such as the Pond of Fufan, the Pond of Immortals, and the Dream Immortal Platform that monks under immortals can enter."

Monk Huaijing slapped his head, "Tsk, was this matter discussed by Chi Ling and Feiyu? Otherwise, this would be a coincidence."

"Impossible, my brother will never let my elder sister take risks," Wang Xiaomiao vetoed.

Monk Huaijing shrugged, "I just said that, how long has your brother been there? It's almost two years? We don't have to wait, let him stay in the small fairy world for another three or five years, and after he comes back, he will be basically invincible. These crime-making problems will naturally be solved?"

"Three or five years? I'm afraid I can't wait," Wang Xiaomiao murmured, looking at the last few contents of the document, and then looked up at Monk Huaijing.

"Who is the master? He seems to know a lot about the little fairy world."

"Amitabha, the little monk is Tianlong Temple..."

Wang Xiaomiao raised her hand and stopped Huaijing from continuing, but said, "I'm too much."

I know that it is enough for the master to trust. The master’s secret is unwilling to say that he can not tell me what he can do. It’s nothing.”

For a moment, Huaijing actually felt a deep sense of guilt.

It seems that hiding his identity and secrets from this "weak" girl who has just experienced a major change is a very serious crime...

Huai smiled and said in surprise: "Amitabha, the little monk is indeed just a little Buddhist practice, but when he awakens his wisdom, he realizes his previous life."

Wang Xiaomiao blinked, "Are the master and the senior sister reincarnated immortals?"

"Our Buddhists do not count as immortals, they are all Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats."

“Eh? Master, are you Buddha?”

"No, the young monk did not have enough ideological awareness in his previous life and could not judge the Buddha, so he was just a senior thug.

Moreover, most of the ‘Buddha’s are honorary titles given to retired veteran cadres. The ones who really do practical things are the young and strong people like us."

Wang Xiaomiao buckled her nostrils, her face full of suspicion.

Monk Huaijing immediately smiled and said, "This matter is kept confidential, don't mention it to others. I don't want to be taken to various temples to preach."

"Well," Wang Xiaomiao responded, then stared at the documents in front of her and fell into thought.

He actually... said without interest at all.

Huai Jing rubbed his nose and suddenly felt that he had been led by the nose in front of this girl. He couldn't help but tell his biggest secret that he wanted to win back the city, but unexpectedly it was useless at all.

OK, the non-verbal girl must be extraordinary...

"Master, how long will the Fourth Immortality Conference be?"

Huai Jing said: "Six days...to be precise, it was seven days later, why did you suddenly ask this?"

Wang Xiaomiao asked solemnly: "The master just said, if my brother stayed in the small fairy world for three or five years, he would be able to sweep these sinful practices?"

"Well, sure," Huai Jing spread his hand, "Although I can't tell you many things directly, I'm afraid you won't understand... Well, you should be able to understand them all.

Your brother is a very critical figure. The resources of the small fairy world can definitely make him soar into the sky. As long as he has enough time, it is not a rare thing to return as an immortal."

Wang Xiaomiao's eyes were suddenly a little confused.

"What's wrong? If you have something to do, discuss it with the monk."

"I was wondering what the Taoist world would look like in three years, and what the Taoist world would look like in five years," Wang Xiaomiao sighed. "From these ancient sin cultivators' methods, will they control the minds of monks and turn the entire Taoist world into their puppets."

Huai Jing wondered, "What are they doing these things? Isn't it okay to practice Taoism safely?"

"Probably, a sense of crisis, inner nothingness?"

Wang Xiaomiao shook her head and said, "These sinful practitioners are responsible for breaking into the small underworld, and they survived in the darkest years and reached such a prosperous era of cultivation.

They have the strength, but are under house arrest and accused, so they must want to get their status, dignity, and occupy the resources for the cultivation of Taoism, but this is a road that cannot be turned back once they go on..."

Monk Huaijing scratched his head, and Wang Xiaomiao's fingers swayed gently, and continued:

"Ambitions will devour their hearts of Tao and thus affect their path of cultivation; if they are unable to move forward, they will inevitably take action to lock down the path of promotion for monks, and no monks' cultivation level is allowed to exceed them.

Forget it, it is more troublesome to analyze their motives, but if they are allowed to control the Taoist world for a long time, Master Qing Yanzi and his "trends of the times" will inevitably be frantically suppressed by them.

Just by their actions this time, we can judge that these sinful cultivators are cruel and ruthless, treating the lives of monks, and the lives of ordinary people are like grass...

Actually, I want to ask, what is the devil? Is it the devil who has to lose his mind like my elder sister?

Are these monks who have entered hell really not possessed by demons?”

Huai was stunned and then looked at Wang Xiaomiao, as if he wanted to see a little flower from Wang Xiaomiao's face.

He was a little unbelievable. These words were said from a girl Wang Xiaomiao, and he wanted to refute them, but he couldn't refute them yet...

He has been completely convinced by Wang Xiaomiao...

"What can I do?" Huai Jing said, "It is a foregone conclusion to suffer disasters in the Taoist world."

Wang Xiaomiao said: "So, we have to make a choice now... Let me analyze it again. Does the master have paper and pen? I need to draw pictures to help me think."

Huai Xing nodded and found a stack of printed Buddhist scriptures in his sleeves, with white paper on the back.

Wang Xiaomiao lowered her head and began to draw circles. Soon a piece of paper was painted, and the second piece of paper was quickly tortured by the ballpoint refill...

Two hours later, the bed was covered with white paper and it was arranged in a circle.

Huai Jing, who had already returned from the door, stood by the bed and looked for a while, and suddenly became dizzy and foamed at the mouth.

When Wang Xiaomiao threw the pen, Huaijing quickly handed over the milk tea he bought, which could be regarded as a contribution to this thinking storm...

"Let's rest first." Huaijing advised.

"Well... I'll check it again to see if I have any miscalculation," the girl held the milk tea casually and swam quickly on the paper.
To be continued...