These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 424: Infiltration, Wusheng Branch in Beijing

There are more Sanhua in the capital now than before.

The walls, pits, eaves, tables and chairs of the war ruins are covered with bright and beautiful flowers, giving people a strange and enchanting beauty.

The Sanhua "camera" is the only channel for most middle and low-level families to explore intelligence in the capital.

They have to come.

While they were fleeing like Ning Zheng, they also sent people to the capital to collect information.

Lian Ningzheng herself also took time out from her escape to come here, grow three flowers, and gather intelligence.

Princess Xin'e's Mansion.

When great changes occurred in the capital, Princess Xin'e chose to hide and only reappeared when the situation calmed down.

at this time.

Xin'e walked out of the secret refuge room and looked at the dark ruins of the capital city and the gloomy people. She slowly shook her head.

Many buildings in the capital were in ruins, so reconstruction was not a difficult task.

But this back and forth was very boring. She was now the agent of the Civil Engineering Department in Beijing. She had to recruit a new group of clients and set up a new brick-moving site!

Think about how a future mother of no birth could actually build a home.
“Now, the world has changed drastically, and even the ancient imperial tombs in the capital have emerged.”

"I wonder when I will be able to fight back?"

She felt her own state.

The initial stage of the four internal organs.

This is already a pretty fast speed.

She was a mortal without spiritual roots before, but she had extremely rich theoretical knowledge. Now, it was like she was reincarnated and cultivated again. The previous realm could not hold her back at all.

In addition, with all kinds of top-notch natural treasures available, it would be ridiculous if one were still stuck at the Five Body Realm.

"It's just that I gave up the royal spiritual root magical power and chose this mysterious spiritual root magical power that cuts out the soul clone."

“I don’t know whether it’s good or bad.”

Princess Xin'e also knew that she had no choice.

It’s good to have royal spiritual roots, but you also need talent!

She felt that her spiritual roots had great potential if developed.

While she was thinking, she didn't notice that the three flowers on her head were gradually growing a fourth petal, a fifth petal, and a sixth petal.

Wow! ~
A gorgeous flower with six petals slowly blooms.

If someone noticed this scene, they would be shocked.

Because it looks very much like those ancient creatures that were possessed by the imperial mausoleum, but those ancient creatures were possessed by incomplete three flowers, while the one in front of him is a complete three flowers.

"Princess, it's time to take a bath and change your clothes." Two maids came over.

"No need."

Princess Xin'e's expression and breath kept changing, with a hint of weirdness, as if she was possessed by something terrifying.

But the two maids were completely unaware, "Then Princess, what shall we do now?"

"Let's go out and take a look."

Ning Zheng felt Princess Xin'e's body and said, "Disguise yourself."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two maids hurried to prepare.

Ning Zheng took a look at the entire princess mansion and looked at the surrounding buildings and environment.

He controls such a large mansion in the capital and is a blood relative of the royal family, so it is indeed a good base.

This was also his first official visit.

Following the three flowers that he had given to Xin'e, he used the three newly grown flowers to possess the spirit, creating a vision similar to that of the ancient creatures that were possessed in the imperial tombs.

Not for a moment.

Several maids brought clothes for changing. Ning Zheng stood up and let them do what they wanted. She just felt vaguely uncomfortable controlling a body.

The breastplate was a bit heavy. He thought about it and stretched out his hand to cut it. He immediately felt a lot more relaxed. After all, as a ghost, it was filled with flesh and blood and would grow back soon. He was not afraid.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"I looked at this knife and felt phantom pain!"

"There's something wrong with this Xin'e! Is the owner of the manor possessed? As expected, the owner of the manor has a backup plan! He tricked this Princess Xin'e into opening the Three Flower Spiritual Root, and then left a secret door!"

"Wow, the owner of the manor is possessed."

"Is this the owner's first official appearance?"

"I knew that our owner's game background setting was super powerful and super mysterious. It's still very mysterious now."

“Don’t play with bullshit literature.”

The voices of the hairpin ladies came into Ning Zheng's mind. They had nothing to do so they came here, chattering and making it very lively.

The men "stopped to refuel" at the villa and went to explore for intelligence on their own. They obviously listened to the other blacksmiths and came to the capital to try to find some information.

At this time, those happy hairpin ladies really have to go out and brag about it, posting crazily, to get some popularity and traffic.

This wave!
The owner of the manor has come to the capital in person.

Look at this evil three-flowered spirit, no, six-flowered spirit! Just in terms of petals, it beats the four-flowered and five-flowered spirits possessed by other ancient evil beings.

This level and momentum are overwhelming.

If other people in the capital saw this scene, they might think that it was an ancient dead saint who had come back to life and possessed a spirit, right?

"I officially declare that the owner of the manor will be called Xiaoniao from now on." "Huh?"

"Because this state imitates the possession of ancient creatures, I am willing to call it Takanashi Rikka."

Ning Zheng didn't understand their nonsense at all. She ignored them, dressed up as a man, walked out of the princess's mansion and looked around.

Walked around.

It was discovered that because the imperial guards had been severely damaged, it would take some time for the earth-binding spirit generals under the Xin Dynasty royal family to revive, and the public security management of the entire capital city had declined significantly.

It makes it easier for some entities to sneak in.

Nowadays, the Dharma images outside don’t even need to have an identity. They can walk on the streets openly and will not be arrested, thrown into prison, or killed.

Arriving at a restaurant, Ning Zheng sat down, ordered a pot of wine and a few side dishes, and listened to the people around him chatting.

“Although the Xinchao Saints immediately recovered and suppressed the entire imperial mausoleum half an hour after the battle, I heard that the core has been shattered.”

"what?"

"Someone has already succeeded in stealing. How can I be so worthy of your help?"

"No, it's probably been broken into pieces by a bunch of people fighting over it!"

Everyone took a deep breath, looking gloomy.

It’s good that we have snatched it, but now that the “Imperial Seal” is broken, who will suppress these historical murals in the future?

Can't those ancient figures in the imperial tombs come out whenever they want and go back whenever they want?
This capital city is likely to become the largest hybrid nightmare-level secret place for mankind!!
The capital city will be like an ancient abyss, a crack in time and space, with ancient saints constantly walking out of it, reaching out their hands from the old time and space and slowly climbing into the present world.

"Now, how can this living saint suppress it?"

"How can he be called a living saint? In essence, he is also a dead saint in the imperial mausoleum. Now in our Kyushu land, there is no living contemporary saint who can suppress the world and sit in the imperial mausoleum." Someone sobbed.

Someone said bitterly: "The saints of all dynasties were the emperors guarding the imperial mausoleum. What a style, but now?"

Some of the more sensitive ones even sobbed and cried. The atmosphere of fear spread in the teahouse: "Saint Jiusui, please come back. We miss you. The people of Kyushu cannot live without you."

The feeling of fear hung over everyone's heart like a dark cloud.

"In this world, a hero like the Nine-Spiced Saint will soon emerge to save this chaotic world and bring peace to the country."

"Woo woo woo, it will definitely work. Whenever there is troubled times, there will be evildoers who will emerge and sweep across the world, suppressing the entire era with their personal might!"

"Yes, isn't Xirong the Master Craftsman an example? The strongest civil official has been born, and the only thing missing is the strongest fighting power. If a young saint emperor steps out of Xirong to assist such a person, he will surely rebuild his country."

"The first civil official has been born, and the only thing missing is a saint!"

Some people sighed.

Some young monks had longing in their eyes.

He even fantasized that they would pacify, protect and suppress this chaotic world, and that he would follow the path of the Saint Jiusui and, with the help of sages and civil officials like the Divine Craftsman Xirong, conquer the entire country!
Some people miss Jiusui, the most peaceful era, while others think that we should not be too pessimistic about this era.

"This Xinchao Saint is as powerful as Jiusui Saint! He is unrivaled in the history and all saints bow to him."

"I do not believe!"

"Then tell me, why haven't those ancient beings come out?"

"Do you think there is a possibility that they don't want to come out, but just sent out an advance team to collect intelligence on the present world and come out after confirming the strategic plan?"

"possible."

"I think so too. The last saint is undeniably powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he can't suppress everyone's joint breakout. It must be that the ancient saints are not united! They are still unwilling to join forces to attack!"

"Or perhaps, they are just waiting, with deep thoughts and many tricks, waiting for the next time this saint goes crazy, so that they can get out easily."

Ning Zheng pricked up her ears and listened, feeling that there was some truth in what he said. Perhaps they had already analyzed the overall situation clearly?

It turns out that the think tank cannot rely solely on those small blacksmiths.

The scholars who discuss national affairs in these restaurants and teahouses are also very powerful think tank figures!
There are many masters among the people, and their IQ and strategies are not too low.

The reason why they cannot reach the level of grasping the overall situation and calculating the world is not because of their lack of intelligence, but more because they simply cannot obtain intelligence from high-level circles and do not even know when they are about to die.

No matter how powerful the strategy is, it is only an auxiliary to combat power.

The core of this world is, after all, an era that combines countless great powers in one.

"Their analysis seems reasonable."

"It is not without limitations. They have too little information, and their analysis may be wrong."

Ning Zheng felt that it was not to be trusted.

My current intelligence is about the same as theirs, so I feel that what these passers-by say makes sense.

He listened for a while in the restaurant, then stood up and walked around the street again, deliberately passing through some special nodes.

Some mumblings of the Wusheng Sect and the wails of female prisoners in prison came out of his body.

They were chopped to the ground, their weak bodies collapsed in the villa, which made their wails and obsessions seem even more sad and eerie, with a subtle sense of sorrow.

"In the past, I wouldn't dare to show off my cult aura like this."

"But the capital is in a vacancy period right now, and all kinds of evil are emerging. Even if I take the opportunity to emerge, they won't target me."

"Why don't I disguise myself as a being of the Wusheng Sect and try to infiltrate the enemy camp."

Ning Zheng thought about it.

The young blacksmiths had planned to sneak into the Wusheng Sect's branch in Beijing, but unfortunately it did not succeed completely in the end because the supervision in Beijing was too strict at the time!

If we make contact rashly, Xirong's master craftsman will be exposed and something serious might happen.

Now there is no such concern. As expected, Ning Zheng, who disguised herself as some evil spirit of the Wusheng Sect, walked around and someone immediately noticed Ning Zheng's Wusheng Sect aura.

A clear, sweet and gentle voice came, full of maternal radiance, secretly conveying:

"Please come this way, fellow believer."

Ning Zheng smiled slightly.

It turned out to be true.

(End of this chapter)