Xiao Jinguang looked at Lei Ren carefully. Although Lei Ren's appearance had not changed much, his temperament was completely different from that of the boy more than 20 years ago. He seemed to have the pressure of a superior. Only then did he let himself
Not recognized.
"Brother Lei, why are you..." Xiao Jinguang couldn't help but feel very curious when he saw Lei Ren getting younger and younger, as if time had stopped on his body. He had not left any mark in the past twenty years.
Lei Ren smiled slightly. Of course he knew that this was the benefit of cultivation, but he did not explain too much to Xiao Jinguang. He sat on the office chair and returned to the topic and said: "Xiao Xiao, I am here for the mummy that appeared this time."
When the word "mummy" was mentioned, Xiao Jinguang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he asked with a stern expression: "Brother Lei, do you know about the mummy?"
The matter of the mummy is a national secret, and ordinary people have no way of knowing about it. Every time it appears, they have blocked the news. But Lei Ren is not an ordinary person. It is not easy to hide it from him. Xiao Jinguang thought for a while and felt relieved.
"Not only do I know, I also know who did it." Lei Ren said with a smile.
"Who?" Xiao Jinguang was shocked again. He had been investigating this situation these days, but he had no clue at all. He found nothing at all. He didn't expect Lei Ren to actually know who the murderer was.
"Demon master!" Lei Ren said.
"Demon clan?" Xiao Jinguang looked at Lei Ren with a puzzled look. Although they belong to the most secretive department and know many things that others don't know, they still have never heard of the demon clan.
It was impossible for Lei Ren to explain too clearly to Xiao Jinguang. He just said lightly: "You don't need to know the rest. You only need to know that the demons are a powerful race in the world of cultivation. They were just defeated in the war of gods, and among them
There is a demon master who slipped through the net and escaped to the secular world. In order to improve their cultivation, they must absorb energy from people, and the people who absorb energy from them will become the mummies you see."
"That's it." Xiao Jinguang had inferred this aspect before, but he was not sure. Now that Lei Ren said this, he was more sure and understood this aspect better.
Lei Ren continued: "With the cultivation of the demon clan, none of you, including the hidden dragon clan, can be his opponent, so I will give you a piece of advice. If you find him, don't be impulsive, let alone hit the stone with an egg."
Xiao Jinguang frowned. Although he knew Lei Ren was telling the truth, but when he thought about meeting the murderer and turning a blind eye, he frowned and asked in a low voice: "Are we just going to watch him be lawless?"
"Of course not, you can call me and I will deal with him." Lei Ren said calmly, "From this point on, our goals are the same, so you don't have to worry too much."
When Xiao Jinguang received Lei Ren's promise, his sadness suddenly turned into joy, and he quickly responded: "With Brother Lei's help, that's great, I'll make arrangements right away."
Lei Ren knew that Xiao Jinguang was impatient, so he did not stop him. He picked up a document from Xiao Jinguang's desk and read it casually.
This document is a top-secret document with the highest level. It contains an introduction to the prophet, and states that on the snowy plateau, there is a black tower known as the Tower of Babel, and there lives a prophet inside. No matter what he predicts,
, are all very accurate, with almost no mistakes, and are deeply feared by this department.
"Prophetist? It's interesting." Lei Ren's pupils shrank and he muttered to himself.
In the past, Lei Ren would definitely think that this prophet was just pretending to be a ghost, deceiving some believers with low IQs, taking the opportunity to make money, and establish his own power, but Lei Ren now has a deep understanding of the prophet.
The prophets are a very special group of people. They do not need to practice, they only need to meditate. In other words, the form of their practice is to sit there alone and meditate continuously to communicate with the "way of heaven".
Anyone who can become a prophet is not the most diligent person, nor the smartest person, but someone who can accept the inheritance. They have no strength themselves, but they can communicate with the "way of heaven" and predict many unknown things.
As for humans, misfortunes and fortunes come and go, no matter how powerful you are, you can't escape the will of heaven, so you all want to know your next fate, so you can only turn to these prophets for help.
Then, the status of the prophet naturally increased, and he had a high status among everyone.
After Xiao Jinguang finished the phone call, he turned around and saw Lei Ren looking through the documents. It was too late to stop him, so he had to let Lei Ren look through it and asked his doubts.
"Brother Lei, do you think there are really people in this world who can predict the future?" Xiao Jinguang asked.
"No, but some people can communicate with the 'Way of Heaven', sense the warnings and revelations given to them by Heaven, and then predict things that have not happened. And the predictions are usually very accurate." Lei Ren thought for a moment, shook his head and said.
Seeing that Xiao Jinguang didn't understand, Lei Ren continued: "Look, do we always find lucky people in our lives? They look ordinary, but their luck is always so good. Others can't win even if they draw countless times.
He can win big prizes with just a random draw. This kind of person is someone who can sense the 'way of heaven', as if there is a kind of guidance in the dark."
"Are they prophets?" Xiao Jinguang asked.
Lei Ren shook his head and said: "No, just being able to sense some will from heaven is not a real prophet. A real prophet is not just about good luck, he can judge bad luck and know misfortunes and blessings. He is very powerful."
"Oh!" Xiao Jinguang nodded doubtfully and responded casually. He didn't pay too much attention to this mysterious prophet, but what he was thinking about was the mummies.
Lei Ren put down the document and thought to himself: "This prophet is really interesting. I should pay him a visit when I have time. Maybe he can predict the whereabouts of the Saint!"
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Shang Yueyun was originally prepared to be investigated by the mysterious department, but Xiao Jinguang made an impromptu call and asked them to rush back immediately, so Shang Yueyun waited for a long time and was released without being questioned.
"These people look really strange. No wonder they can deal with those mummies." Shang Yueyun still felt a little scared when he thought of what happened last night. He quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed Lei Ren's number.
Lei Ren did not stay at Xiao Jinguang's place for dinner. After talking to Xiao Jinguang, he left by car. When the car drove to the street, he received a call from Shang Yueyun.
"Brother Lei, can you come over and have lunch with me at noon?" Shang Yueyun said coquettishly.
Lei Ren nodded and said, "Okay, I'll be right over."
