On the way back to the Oddity Investigation Bureau smoothly, Kong Sang didn’t say anything.
Hu Wenjun recovered quickly under Gong Xin's treatment.
When Liang Sen and He Meng learned that the Ghost Story Association would declare war in three days, they couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness.
The Oddity Investigation Bureau doesn't know much about the Weird Tales Association.
Therefore, we need to worry about the arrangement of combat power.
According to the list given by the king, except for himself, the other nine areas are distributed according to the layout of the nine palaces.
Among the nine palaces is a masked man, and according to the label above, he is one of the two adult men.
The Gan position of the Nine Palaces is another adult masked man beside him.
The position of Kun in the Nine Palaces is held by the two masked women whose gestures are relatively retro and elegant.
The position of the ninth house is a farmer.
The left position of the Ninth House is Gemini.
The vibration position of the Ninth Palace is a pianist.
The Sunda position in the Nine Palaces is a priest.
The threshold of the Nine Palaces is the Countess.
The Gen position of the Nine Palaces is another pair of twin masked men, a man and a woman, and the famous masked man dressed as a monk.
"How is the situation in Kongsang?" Liang Sen asked.
Zhao Yuecheng shook his head: "He said he was going to find someone, and we were not allowed to follow him."
Liang Sen couldn't help but said: "What do you think about this arrangement?"
On the side, Hu Wenjun, whose face was still a little pale, said in a deep voice: "I think it won't be fake!"
"Because it's not necessary!"
"That king, although I still don't know his identity."
'But... for him, the best thing would be to say nothing.'
"Specially mark the positions that everyone will be guarding on the tactics, so there will be no fraud."
"But on the other hand, this also proves that the other side is confident and can win this battle!"
He Meng pushed up his glasses:
"Judging from their layout, it is not necessarily necessary for members of the 10th Yin Division to face it alone!"
"Since the other party also has two or three people working together, we can also invite some experts."
Liang Sen narrowed his eyes slightly:
"At this point, I do have two choices."
"Taoist Sun of Maoshan, and... the painstaking abbot of Dajue Temple in Xishan!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they understood.
Yes, the farmer and the pianist were the culprits who killed Chen Tao and Zhang Peng. As the two old men who lost their beloved disciples, they naturally wanted revenge.
"In three days, according to the current manpower and deployment speed, there are still two people. If they are paired with the Yin Shibu, there should be no problem!"
Liang Sen immediately said:
"Liu Zhengye, and Yan Wei from the Yin Yang family."
Naturally, everyone had no opinions.
Although Liu Zhengye was demonized, he quickly returned to normal after Bai Ze's death.
Now, although Liu Zhengye is receiving psychological counseling, he is not unable to take action.
As for Yan Wei, she can be considered a leader among the younger generation of the Yin Yang family, so she should be able to do it.
"Without further delay, let's contact the two of them."
…
Kong Sang walked alone on the streets of Shangjing.
The red moon became more and more dazzling, the miasma became more intense, and the ground veins became more and more broken.
Fortunately, most of the ordinary people who were contaminated have returned to normal.
Because of this, the hospital became busy again.
Whether you are injured or need psychological treatment.
Kong Sang made a phone call:
"Hello? Wang Zhi."
"When it was first arranged in the Jinling Changsheng Palace, one of them was Bai Ze, right?"
"So, who is the other one?"
On the phone, Wang Zhi fell silent.
"Father..."
"As soon as you made this call, I knew that Bai Ze must have fallen, and his divinity has almost completely disappeared."
"but……"
"That's all, if you don't want to say it, let me change the question." Kong Sang said simply and directly: "The founder of the Ten Divisions, you should also know the whereabouts of Dong Ming."
Wang Zhi took a deep breath and finally relaxed:
"I understand, I will send you his address."
"He happens to be in Beijing right now."
After receiving the news from Wang Zhi, Kong Sang hurried to his destination.
…
Half an hour later, Kong Sang came to a relatively secluded community.
After knocking on one of the doors, there was a sound of footsteps and the person who opened the door was surprising but also expected.
"The mother-in-law is so quiet."
"You have been missing for a long time. Did you really join Dong Ming's camp?"
Faced with Kong Sang's inquiry, Zimu Sha Sijing showed a playful expression:
"It seems that the divine matter is almost over."
"Come in."
In the living room, Dong Ming is sitting on the sofa.
Qingran also sat aside.
Kong Sang's eyes were a little dark:
"Why... did he escape?"
What Kong Sang asked was naturally Qing Ran.
Dong Ming put down his tea cup and motioned for Kong Sang to take a seat:
"Qingran is different from other gods. Strictly speaking, he is no longer a god."
"Now that He is related to my life, he will naturally not be involved in Bai Ze's plan."
"But I believe that Bai Ze has told you everything, and you should have a plan in mind."
"Are you here this time to resolve Qian Pianpian's matter?"
Kong Sang nodded:
"I don't have much time left."
"The connection between Qian Pianpian and me has made her weaker now."
"If this continues, she won't survive!"
Dong Ming nodded:
"It seems that you have really made your decision."
Saying that, Dong Ming looked at Qingran.
Qingran understood, stood up and took out a box from the room.
The box looks quite small.
Dong Ming said quietly:
"Back then, after the Anshi Rebellion, the Changsheng Palace fell into pieces, so I left it to Bai Ze to take care of it."
"As for that time, the representatives of the heretical sects were the Eight Parts of Night Travel. It's a pity... although there were no calculations at all levels among the Eight Parts at that time, most of them ended up losing their inheritance."
"I teamed up with Chen Huang and Bai Ze to create a scroll of divine pictures based on the scroll that recorded the Eight Parts of Night Journey at that time, and it was approved by the local emperor."
"At that time, the coffin burying lineage was actually relatively well preserved."
"It's a pity that the two apprentices of the coffin buryer..."
Dong Ming shook his head:
"You should still remember the separation of his family members."
Kong Sang nodded.
Dong Ming continued to explain:
"So, there are watchmen and mausoleum keepers."
"But actually, strictly speaking, there are four methods used by the coffin buryer."
Saying that, Dong Ming slowly opened the box.
I saw two other utensils placed inside.
One piece is still a lantern, but it is not a bone lantern, but... a human skin lantern!
The other piece was a palm-sized black coffin.
"The person who buries the coffin is the one who carries the funeral."
"You can just take these two items back and give them to Qian Pianpian."
Kong Sang shook his head and said:
"Not enough."
"And the gong is called!"
"But...since Bai Ze helped me activate the twelve rounds, I have been unable to summon the gong."
Dong Ming has a weird expression:
"Could it be that you..."
"That's all."
"It seems that what you are seeking is even more special than I imagined."
"That's right. In the Tang Dynasty, you made people guess your thoughts, and it's the same now."
Saying that, Dong Ming snapped his fingers.
Before Kong Sang could react, the gong had already fallen into the box.
At this moment, Kong Sang had an inexplicable feeling.
That is...the connection with the ten parts of Zouyin seems to have begun to weaken.
"The Art of Recruiting Yin is not a means of beating people, but a means that you brought with you as a god."
"You can still use it."
"But...from this moment on, you will no longer be the watchdog."
"And Qian Pianpian, who has inherited all the artifacts, will no longer be the tomb keeper, but will become the coffin buryer."
Kong Sang nodded: "Thank you very much."
With that said, he put the box into the Hutian bracelet and stood up to say goodbye.
"Wait." Dong Ming continued: "I can probably guess your plan."
"But...does it have to be so extreme?"
"If you do this, I'm afraid many people won't forgive you."
Kong Sang was silent for a moment:
"It doesn't matter."
"As long as... they can live, that's enough!"
With the sound of the door closing.
In the living room, Dong Ming showed a complicated expression and shook his head:
"Idiot."
"You are who you are, why bother shouldering the consequences of five thousand years?"
…
On the other side, inside the Yin Yang Family headquarters.
Looking around, we can see that the villas where the disciples of the Yin Yang family live are in dilapidated condition.
Too many members of the Yin and Yang family died in the ruins, their faces covered in blood, and their deaths were miserable.
"Yan Wei!"
"quick!"
Elder Yaoguang, who was covered in blood, tried to walk towards the Weird Investigation Bureau while carrying Yan Wei, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death.
At this time, Yan Wei's expression was already very dazed:
"Yaoguang...Auntie..."
"Let me go..."
"My mother..."
Elder Yaoguang breathed heavily and had red eyes:
"Don't cry!"
"Tell all this to the Weird Investigation Bureau!"
"Since the Kaidan Association has attacked the Yin Yang family, it will definitely attack the other schools!"
"The various schools of thought have become much weaker in recent years, and their foundation cannot be cut off!"
"You have to live, you hear me!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of sinister laughter from all around.
Immediately, accompanied by heavy black fog, a large group of crows filled the entire sky, and kept lingering on the surrounding street lamps and big trees.
A pair of blood-red eyes stared at the two of them.
"Want to leave?"
"Where are you going?"
Amidst the gloomy laughter, a burst of black mist surged in front of his eyes, and the priest slowly walked out with his staff in hand.
"You two are the only ones left in the Yin Yang family."
"It's time for you to reunite."
Elder Yaoguang's expression changed drastically, and he immediately put Yan Wei down and said sternly: "Yan Wei, run!"
"quick!"
Yan Wei was anxious: "Aunt Yaoguang...but..."
Elder Yaoguang was angry and anxious: "What nonsense are you talking about? Run away!"
But he saw Elder Yaoguang push his hand, and the rotation of yin and yang shook Yan Wei dozens of meters away.
Immediately, Elder Yaoguang looked at the priest with ferocious eyes:
"The Ghost Story Association, come and pay for it with your life for my Yin Yang family!"