Si Lei Zhenjun

Dongling City, Patrol Immortal Division.

Tang Meng and Shen Pianran walked all the way to a room on the fourth floor on crutches, and Chu Xing and Wang Sanyuan followed closely behind them.

"Master's order." Tang Meng knocked on the door gently.

"Come in." A low and majestic voice came from inside the door.

The four of them pushed the door open and entered. Sitting behind the desk in the room was a middle-aged man in green clothes with a high nose bridge and slightly frosted temples. He was none other than Zhu Yanfeng, the commander of the Dongling City Patrol Immortal Division.

"What happened to you? Why are you in such a mess?" Zhu Yanfeng stared at Tang Meng and Shen Pianran, who were covered in bandages.

Tang Meng's eyes welled up with tears, and his voice choked with sobs, as if he had suffered a great humiliation:

"Master, we were bullied by two disciples of the Earth Spirit Sect. Not only did they rely on their skills to severely injure us, they also hung us up and humiliated us in the street."

"What's the cause?" Zhu Yanfeng frowned, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Tang Meng said:

"There's no reason. We were simply caught in an unexpected disaster. Last night, after finishing our shift, we went to Yipinlou for a drink..."

He immediately recounted the conflict between Zou Yumei and her son and the bearded man and his wife last night, and then continued:

"We all couldn't stand this ungrateful bitch, so we just stood by and watched. But after getting beaten up, she came running over in a rage, demanding to know why we didn't do anything."

"We didn't want to bother with her and said we didn't see anything, but this bitch accused us of intentionally shielding that bearded man. She even threatened us, saying her daughter was a genius of the Earth Spirit Sect and that we would be in big trouble."

"We just thought it was a joke at the time and weren't angry. We just asked her to leave as soon as possible without disturbing us while we were drinking. But we never imagined that the shrew's daughter would actually show up with some people the next day."

"Do you think this is an unprovoked disaster for us?"

Zhu Yanfeng's face was solemn. After a pause, he said:

"Then what are the names of these two lunatics, and where are they now? Do you know?"

"I know," Tang Meng said indignantly. "The woman's name is Du Qingyan, and the man's name is Jin Wujiu. After humiliating us, they threatened us with a message, asking us to bring people to apologize in their homes. They even left their address, which is in Xingjifang, South City..."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yanfeng's expression grew even darker, and he waved the four people away.

"Okay, I understand. You guys go to the teahouse next door and rest for a while. I'll send someone to capture them."

"Yes."

The four of them left the room and went to the tea room next door, where they each found a chair to sit down.

Tang Meng took the tea set on the table and started to make tea:

"Hey, how about it, did I perform well just now?"

Chu Xing laughed and said:

"That's amazing. He spoke with such energy and didn't look hurt at all."

"Ah?" Tang Meng's face changed. "Didn't the Palm Commander figure out that we were feigning injury?"

This divine sense can tell that you have no wounds on your bodies with just a scan. You really want to deceive others with just a body of bandages... I let you do this just for the sake of superficial work, so that I can help you claim compensation later... Chu Xing complained in his heart, saying:

"If you can see it, then you can see it. Zhu Zhangling's failure to point it out means he acquiesced. Just be careful when you confront them later. Although your injuries can't be hidden from the divine sense, you still have to do the surface work."

Tang Meng nodded heavily and poured a cup of tea for each of the three. "Don't worry, I will definitely speak in a low voice when the time comes."

Wang Sanyuan took a sip of tea and muttered:

"If you ask me, there's no need for us to come and complain. They were the ones who started the trouble anyway. It would be better for us to just go to their house and complain. It would seem like we're afraid of them if we come and complain."

Chu Xing smiled but said nothing.

Why take matters into your own hands when you can just file a complaint? Wouldn't that be foolish?

And once they retaliate, the nature of the matter will change from public hatred to private grudge.

Even if we can help Tang Meng and Shen Pianran get compensation by then, how much can they get?

The reason they were beaten was, after all, because he choked the shrew, so he naturally hoped to get more compensation for the two of them.

"Hmm?" Just as Chu Xing picked up the teacup and was about to take a sip, he suddenly felt something in the storage bag vibrate.

"Is this the thing?"

There weren't many things in his storage bag, and when he scanned it with his spiritual sense, he discovered that it was a piece of black jade tablet that was vibrating slightly.

This black jade tablet was obtained when he killed the demon cultivator named Qing Gongzi. He had also refined it, but he had never figured out what it was used for.

He took out the black jade tablet and looked at it, and found that there were several lines of small characters on it:

[Charm]: "Lady Ye Moji has summoned you to gather at Feixian Tower in Dongling City within seven days."

[Moon Slave]: "Master, what happened?"

[Charm]: "All matters will be announced after you arrive. Once you receive the message, you must set off immediately. There must be no delay!"

Xiao Nu: "Got it! I heard that a fairy tomb has been unearthed in Dongling City. Lady Ye Moji, are you planning to take us inside to search for treasures?"

[Shi Nu]: "Got it! The Immortal Tomb... I'm kind of looking forward to it. I'll just pick up something in there and we'll send it off!"

[Mei]: "Where's Qingnu? Why isn't he answering?"

This black jade tablet should be some kind of communication magic weapon similar to the communication jade talisman, but the distance seems to be farther than the communication jade talisman... Chu Xing looked at this information and had a vague guess in his mind.

But who are these people talking here?

Ye Moji, Mei, Yue Nu, Xiao Nu, Shi Nu, and Qing Nu.

This name sounds a bit like a demon cultivator, and a bit perverted.

Could it be some kind of magic cultivator exchange group?

And this black jade tablet was obtained from the demon cultivator named "Young Master Qing", so Qingnu should be referring to him.

Then do you want to reply?

Well... they can't possibly hit me through the 'network cable' anyway, so I can just strike hard on the Internet without having to be timid!

Thinking of this, Chu Xing tried to use his spiritual sense to input two words into the black jade tablet.

Soon, another paragraph was added to the ink-colored jade tablet:

[Qingnu]: "Received!"

After waiting for a few minutes and seeing no reply, Chu Xing put away the ink-colored jade tablet.

He planned to ask Cui'er in the evening if she knew what this thing was.

If it is confirmed that it is related to the evil cultivators, he will report these people.

Tsk, there will be a gathering of demon cultivators at Feixian Tower in seven days... Maybe I can get some rewards and make a small fortune.

The four of them drank tea for a while, and then they received a telepathic message from Zhu Yanfeng, calling them over.