In the small underworld, a remote city, there wouldn't be many people coming here on weekdays. If it weren't for the sudden migration of a new group of wandering souls a few years ago, the pattern of this place would have not changed for many years.
A team of sinners patrolled the streets. The leader's eyes were cold and cold. Wherever his eyes went, the wandering souls avoided them and did not dare to look at them.
No one knows, no one knows that this slander commander has been in office for the past years, and has a ruthless method and a large background. He has managed the originally chaotic market in an orderly manner.
Even some wandering souls who are in the family who are high-ranking officials, dare not put on airs in front of this sergeant.
"Captain Lin, come here to have a bowl of noodles."
"Captain Lin, this bun has just been released, please give me one."
"President Lin,..."
The underhanded soldiers saw these wandering vendors so enthusiastically and looked at their boss, and they couldn't help but show a hint of awe.
"Captain Lin, are you going to patrol again? In fact, no one has caused trouble here. You can practice well at home, so there is no need to waste time."
A middle-aged wandering soul with a fat figure came towards us. Seeing this, the ghost soldiers showed a look of fear.
This is a Japanese traveler from Yin Caosi's Japanese travel lineage, and he is extremely powerful here.
However, some time ago, a relative wandering soul had a dispute with the Yin people. This incident fell on the Yin Zushi Department, which happened to be handled by Chief Lin. The reason was that the Youhun did not fulfill his promise, so he missed the one who left.
Yin people have two years of Yin life coins.
After Chief Lin handled the matter fairly, he had a gap with the Japanese traveler. Will the other party give some eye drops during this period, either mocking and joking in person or stumbling behind his back?
"You don't have to worry about the practice. The daily inspection hours are stipulated by the superiors. How dare I be a scheming leader?"
Chief Lin sneered and wanted to take someone over this person.
Unexpectedly, the other party was entangled and kept pulling Chief Lin to talk.
At this moment, a figure hurried over, he looked at Commander Lin and said in a deep voice:
"Lin Bing?"
"It's me."
"You go back to report your duties, and from today you will no longer serve as the commander of the Yin Shishi Division."
Come to humanely.
The Japanese traveler's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately knew that the person in front of him might be Shangguan. He hurriedly stepped forward and approached him and inquired about the specific news about Chief Lin's dismissal this time.
"Dismissed? Who said that he was dismissed? A new department in Shangjing was established. Lin Bing wanted to follow me to Shangjing."
The visitor's eyes turned cold and he stared at the Japanese tourists coldly.
Before, go to Shangjing!?New Office!?
Although the news of this Japanese traveler was closed, he also knew that the situation in the small underworld has changed greatly compared to the past.
There are only three newly established offices, and now there are still new offices to be established!?
Not only that, there is also a special person coming to transfer the Lin Bing and Commander Lin!?
He suddenly thought of the rumors about Chief Lin, his face looked pale and a little helpless.
"Is it... the prince?"
Lin Bing suddenly spoke with some anticipation in his eyes.
The visitor's eyes softened a little, and he nodded slightly: "Yes."
Lin Bing immediately explained to his subordinates, then returned to Yinzhangshi to report the reason, and disappeared at the bridge with the visitor.
A similar scene occurred in various places in the underworld, and countless wandering souls were constantly gathering towards the capital at the same time.
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When I went to Beijing, the Wushen Secretariat and the Zhanling Secretariat were not far apart. Now there is a new Secretariat between the two Secretariats.
Passersby can't help but stop and take a look when passing by.
"Hidden and Guardian Department."
"It's strange, what is this Hidden Guard Department? What kind of power is it responsible for?"
"I don't understand. It should be the one who coordinated the construction by Fang Yinjun, and it must have its effect."
"Yes, first there was a yin sect, and then the yin sect in the small underworld could not be as scruple as before. They had to abide by the rules in everything, and there were many things that were missing."
"There is also the Martial God Secretariat. I have a junior who worships it. I heard that I have learned a method of practice and it has great prospects!"
"In the past, only those masters with official positions could contact this kind of practice. With the Martial God Secretariat, ordinary people could have the opportunity to make a comeback."
"Now there is another office, which will definitely require manpower. No, I have to go and inquire."
Most of the wandering souls that stopped dissipated. If you can live in Shangjing, how could you not have any relationship with you?
The Yinwei Department, Xu Ge, Tiema, Huang Sihai, Yu Wenshang and others followed Fang Chen and looked at the scene with excitement in their hearts.
They are all from the Great Xia Yin Guards. Unexpectedly, after many years, they will still have the opportunity to see the establishment of the Yin Guards Department.
From now on, they can do their old job!
Behind the four, there were many elderly people who once had hidden guards in the Daxia, such as Zhao Sixing, who had died of life and had already passed away in Dahua Temple.
For example, Zhang Xiaoke, who is now a little successful in practicing.
These hundreds of people were once the core of the Great Xia Guard.
At that time, more than one million soldiers were rushing towards this place, and they would be the core of the Invisible Guards' future.
"Xu Ge, your current cultivation level is equivalent to foundation building in the human world. Although your practice is a little slow, fortunately, the power of the Hidden Defense Department does not look at the cultivation level, but only on the ability, and there is no need to face people with positive attitudes.
Conflict, in the years to come, you can practice steadily.”
Fang Chen stood in front of the lobby, and the people behind him immediately stopped, like soldiers who were forbidden.
In other words, the training they had received was more stringent than that of ordinary Daxia soldiers.
This quality has penetrated into their bones.
"With the prince being the Sijun of the Hidden Guard Department, we will be able to execute all orders well and not embarrass the Hidden Guard Department!"
Xu Ge bowed excitedly.
"I'm not here to be Si Jun."
Fang Chen shook his head gently.
Everyone was stunned.
If it is not the prince, who else can it be?
"It's a pity that Xiaoyu has a problem, otherwise it would be the most appropriate for her to be Si Jun here."
Fang Chen sighed in his heart, then looked behind everyone and smiled:
"If you come a little late, I will hand over the seat of Sijun, the Secretariat, to others."
"Can others do what I do?"
Xia Ji put his hands in his sleeves and looked at Fang Chen with a smile.
"The Third Prince!"
Everyone's eyes lit up and bowed.
"I'm not a third prince for a long time."
Xia Ji nodded to everyone, and then came to Fang Chen step by step.
The two looked at each other for a few breaths, suddenly laughed and hugged each other.
Everyone did not notice that there were a group of Yinjuns from each department standing in the corner. When they saw this scene, their eyes lit up, and their eyes when they looked at Xia Ji had become completely different.
"I just said something was wrong with you over the years, and it turned out that you were busy with this."
Xia Ji beat Fang Chen's shoulder, turned around and looked at the familiar faces, and suddenly pointed out one of them:
"You, you went to the Three Realms Mountain with Fang Da, and then died in battle."
"And you died in the Hengfu Rebellion."
"And you, I remember when I went to Qingsong Kingdom to be a proton, you came to see me off, but I later heard that you died of illness."
He pointed out the origin of the people present one after another, and everyone he pointed at showed a smile and nodded.
Ten, hundred, Xia Ji spoke slowly. At the end, his eyes were slightly astringent and he laughed softly: