Chapter 55 Feng Wei
"What is he doing?"
In the monitoring room, the alarm immediately attracted the attention of several prison guards. There were thirty-six camera positions on the big screen, aiming at the prisoners without any blind spots.
The news quickly reached the ears of the senior officials of the prison, and immediately attracted great attention.
"Systematic analysis of lip language."
Jin Heze, the person in charge of Tianlao, quickly issued an order, and a small window jumped out of the screen in the next second, with a line of words inside.
【Great and merciful Mother, your child salutes you, may my soul return to your tigaya. 】
sounds like a very common prayer, but it is a taboo. Anyone who dares to say this sentence in public will be invited to drink tea.
This sentence has a lot of background. It is a prayer handed down by the Holy Mother of the White Lotus. It is said that as long as you read this sentence, you will attract the attention of the Holy Mother. Although there is currently no direct evidence to prove the truth or falsehood, it is certain that the high probability of saying this sentence is an evil person.
What are evil disciples are the disciples of the evil spirit. They dedicate their body and mind to the evil head to obtain extraordinary power. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are slaves.
At the same time, this Westernized prayer also has its subtleties, which involve the different relationship between man and God in the East and the West. The academic circles call it pragmatism and the concept of the lamb.
Worshiping gods in the east is always asking for gods, so the land of China does not support idle gods, and every belief has a price marked. In the West, on the contrary, God created everything, and man is the lamb of God.
These are all concepts formed by historical development, there is no distinction between high and low, but the beliefs produced are very different.
"A daily prayer..." Jin Heze frowned slightly, flipping through the documents on the table, which was the prisoner's information.
Prisoner No. 162.
Name: Feng Wei.
Sex: Male.
Age: 48
Household registration:…
Looking at the mountain of case materials, Jin Heze couldn't help cursing, "You son of a bitch, bastard."
After calming down his anger, he picked up another document, which was the information submitted by the person in charge of Qingzhou Company.
【September 21, at 7:20, Feng was arrested.
The attack was carried out at 7:20, and the arrest was completed at 22:00. During this period, I suspected that I lost a minute. I suspect that everyone in the attacking team, including me, has been subjected to illusions. During the period between 20 and 21 minutes, someone met the target, at least in the Jindan stage or has a magic weapon]
"Feng Wei came to Qingzhou, Yunhai Kunpeng arrived ahead of schedule and even made an unprecedented landing, and then those demons boarded Yunhai ahead of schedule..."
The person in charge of Sky Prison, Jin Heze, tapped on the table and fell into deep thought.
"Suspected to be the appearance of a strong man from the Immortal in the Clouds... There may be some kind of connection, at least the Virgin of the White Lotus plays an important role..."
The strong man who is suspected to be the Immortal in the Cloud is still in various places at this time, causing intense discussions and research.
According to some information that is better than nothing, Sword Immortal will most likely belong to Yun Zhongxian in the future era. This is a powerhouse at the same level as Sword Immortal, and will naturally attract great attention from all parties.
Some people even suggested that Yun Zhongxian joined the Bailian Club, and it was he who made the devil climb into the sea of clouds in advance.
Secondly, if Yun Zhongxian joined the Bailian Club, it would be impossible for them to get Yunguo.
Thirdly, according to Yun Zhongxian's clothes at that time, it can be determined that this powerful person belongs to the hermit sect, and it may be that he was busy farming not long ago.
Based on the above-mentioned reasons, coupled with the state-level intervention guarantee of the Shangqing Palace in Zhoudi, the government did not conduct a large-scale search for this person. What's more, what happened in Qingzhou last time made the Zhen Guo level furious, making the relationship very stiff, and now the hardliners dare not take the lead.
Jin Heze was scared when he thought of this incident. He was almost kicked off by the company's board of directors. To be reasonable, they are only in charge of intelligence, and they are not actually giving orders.
Suppressing complicated thoughts, Jin Heze ordered: "The sky prison has entered the third level of security, and all personnel are prohibited from entering and leaving. Let all the soul search teams search for Feng Wei's soul, and execute it immediately."
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Feng Wei was lying on the operating table pushed in by the prison guards. The strong white light shone on his eyes with dry eyes and a dull pain.
Someone grabbed his shoulder and injected some kind of drug into his body. He could feel his consciousness blurring, and the Lingtai let out a mournful cry. This kind of thing is extremely harmful to the soul. If he doesn't stop it, he may not even have consciousness left.
But he didn't make any movement, let alone resist, and accepted all this calmly.
Finally until the dark.
Afterwards, except for the nine first-class monks who specialize in the soul, all the others withdrew from the outside.
"In a foundation building period, such a big battle can be regarded as worthy of him."
"Don't take it lightly. Although he is not a reincarnated person, he is a disciple of the Holy Mother of the White Lotus. This kind of person has already sacrificed his soul to his master. Maybe there is **** buried in it."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions suddenly became solemn.
There is a saying in the practice world that the soul is the root, and it must not be moved. Under normal circumstances, monks with normal brains would not touch their souls, let alone carry out some whimsical transformations, even monks of the sorcerer's way.
But the person in front of him is a puppet, and the demon has no scruples about playing with other people's spirits, maybe there is some kind of magic buried inside.
"Who goes first?"
Everyone looked at each other. It is best to volunteer for such a dangerous thing. If no one volunteers, draw lots.
"Let me come." Zhong Fu stood up, "My cultivation base is the highest. I was also responsible for the interrogation of Tianxin Demon in the past. I have experience in this area."
Everyone had no objection, Zhong Fu pointed his fingers at the target's forehead, and his soul easily broke through the opponent's defense and entered the altar with ease.
Compared to the reincarnation, the defense of this local cultivator's soul is like a piece of paper, which can be broken at the touch of a finger.
Zhong Fu looked at the altar of the other party. It was mottled and dilapidated. It was not even a rough house, but more like it was built with a few pieces of rags.
When he first came into contact with cultivation before, he was envious of the cultivation speed of evil cultivators. His cultivation base was like riding a rocket, as if anyone could build a foundation. With the increase of experience, he no longer envies demons, everything has a price, and the price of evil cultivation is the scene in front of him.
The body and even the soul are tattered, and they have to accept the inhuman torture day and night. It is said that the onset of magic power is a hundred times more painful than childbirth.
I can't get envious.
Zhong Fu shook his head and continued to move forward, and soon found the other party's three souls and seven souls. A translucent figure, the body surface is covered with cracks, wisps of evil energy seep out from inside, and the evil energy turns into faces, struggling in pain.
Three souls and seven souls are a little less each, and the soul body is seriously polluted. It is a miracle that swallowing so many human souls can maintain sanity.
First investigate the matter of the Madonna of the White Lotus, hoping to dig out something.
The scene in front of him changed, and he fell into the memory of the other party.
(end of this chapter)