The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher

call……

The wind was howling outside the window and the clouds were gathering.

Even though it was already mid-morning, the sky was still as dark as before dawn.

In the office, the chandelier is turned on, emitting soft light.

Fang Xiaoyu was as usual, typing on the keyboard.

Bai Mo was sitting in front of the computer, holding the fox apprentice's coconut ball, and was reading the daily announcement of the Immortal Committee.

[New progress has been made in the research and development of exoskeleton armor...]

[The Xizhou Immortal Committee was praised in the ‘Abnormal Appearance’ technical battle...]

[The Nantian area successfully intercepted the ancient immortal messengers and found that they mentioned an ancient emperor many times and recast the emperor...]

Um?

Recast the Great Emperor?

This name sounds slightly familiar.

"Isn't he the one whose tomb was robbed, the emperor of the Sword Immortal Kingdom?"

He was a man who lived thousands of years ago, so why are the ancient immortals talking about him?

The words [Recast the Great Emperor] in the announcement can be clicked and there is a link.

Bai Mo clicked in and discovered that it was an intelligence piece uploaded by President Wu Jianxian two years ago.

"Oh, there is also this kind of information?"

[The recast emperor is a legendary emperor in the Kingdom of Sword Immortals... Of course, every emperor is legendary, every emperor is magnificent and unparalleled, and dominates the world. There are no ordinary emperors in history]

[Legend has it that his father is a ruined aristocrat of the Sword Immortal Kingdom, and his mother is a third-ranked monarch of the Alchemy Kingdom]

[Ever since he was born, he has been involved in the aristocratic disputes in the Sword Immortal Kingdom. His father was killed when he was ten years old, and his family fell into decline. Since then, he has followed his mother on the run.]

[His mother originally wanted to train him to be an alchemist, but perhaps witnessing his father being killed stimulated his mind and inspired his potential. From the age of ten, his talent for swordsmanship was revealed]

[Step into Swordsmanship Sequence Nine in Three Days]

[Entering Kendo Sequence Eight in One Year]

【Three years into the seventh sequence of Kendo】

[This talent has shocked the past and the present, and throughout the history books of the Nine Kingdoms, no one can match it]

oh?

[But this talent brought him greater disaster]

[After his father’s enemies heard this, they suddenly had trouble sleeping and eating, and even wanted to hunt down their mother and son]

[The road of exile for their mother and son has become more difficult! 】

Wow…

Disciple Ye Shiqiu made a cup of tea for his master. Bai Mo picked it up and took a sip while continuing to read the information.

[...This journey of exile was not recorded in the history books. Later, when he became emperor, he never talked about this past, and no one dared to ask]

[We only know that during the fifty years of exile and the ups and downs along the way, his cultivation progress has not slowed down at all. From the cultivation of Sequence Seven to Sequence Five, his speed is still unparalleled, and it still shocks the past and present]

[The end of the road of exile is called Yellow Wind Valley]

[Historical records record that the emperor’s mother’s natal family, who were far away in the Dan Kingdom, invited five monarchs and led eight hundred immortals to pick up their mother and son in the Yellow Wind Valley to bring them back to the Dan Kingdom]

[But for some reason, the news was revealed. His enemies, the Eighteen Sword Immortal Lords, led 3,600 Sword Immortals, like dark clouds, surrounding the Yellow Wind Valley into an iron barrel, and the surrounding area was filled with water.]

[Historical records state that the encirclement and killing lasted for three days and three nights]

[Elixir fire and erysipelas dye the earth and sky of Yellow Wind Valley in colors]

[The alchemy furnace and sword energy changed the landscape, turning the Yellow Wind Valley into the Yellow Wind Basin in later generations]

[The five princes and eight hundred immortals from the emperor's natal family were all killed in the battle, with their corpses strewn across the fields and rivers of blood]

[When the enemy finally stabbed the emperor's mother through the heart and nailed her to the cliff, they found that the young emperor had disappeared]

[The emperor's mother vomited blood, but with a smile on her lips, she committed suicide without waiting for the enemy to torture her, and her death was gone]

[Historical records indicate that the emperor’s mother had flesh and blood holes in her dantian, and it was suspected that the Fire Pill had been poached...]

ah?

Bai Mo frowned and took another look at the text.

A hole of flesh and blood was dug out of Dantian, and the Fire Pill was dug away?

How deep is this hatred?

[The subsequent story is trivial. Before the emperor became emperor, he had already crushed all his enemies to ashes]

[After becoming the emperor, without waiting for the emperor to say anything, countless people came one after another to dig out all the hidden Miao descendants of the enemy and kill them all]

[Historical records say that the emperor was benevolent throughout his life, caring about the common people, benevolent to the world, spreading military power throughout the world, and had countless merits. He rarely caused killings. The only violence in his life may be that he allowed a few bloody disasters to exterminate the descendants of his enemies... …]

Bai Mo sighed, not knowing how to evaluate it.

Frowning, a strange association suddenly occurred in his mind.

"The ancient immortals suddenly began to spread the news about this recast emperor...

“The cause and effect on the emperor is naturally extremely terrifying.

“And the toy factory also involves huge cause and effect.

"So is it possible that... the emperor is involved there?"

…

In the secret brain office.

A group of young people have not been able to rest until now. They are sitting in front of the computer with dark circles under their eyes, relying on coffee to continue working.

Squeak...

There was a sound on the door, and a gray-haired middle-aged man, the director of this office, walked in from the door.

He had a strange expression. He found a chair and sat down, then clapped his hands and motioned for everyone to look over.

"Important information is coming!

"The investigation into the case of a person who choked to death at a breakfast stall in the suburbs of Dongguo has been basically completed.

"Those involved are all immortal magicians, and they are all hidden and cannot be monitored and investigated through cameras.

“The most important thing is that I just received the news that the deceased is not an ordinary magician.

"He can only be made by Divination Path Sequence 5, [Suicide Doll]!"

Substitute?

Doll?

All the young people listened to the director's story with solemn expressions.

"Everyone knows that one of the major weaknesses of the diviner path is that it is very susceptible to the backlash of cause and effect and the backlash of heaven's secrets during deduction.

"And this so-called scapegoat, as the name suggests, can bear the backlash of fate and cause and effect on their behalf, and can even die for them!"

The director sat on the chair, lowered his eyebrows, sighed, and continued talking.

"It is said that in the ancient immortal dynasty, after every little master of the fortune telling family was born, they would recruit babies born in the same year, month, and day with the same zodiac sign at the same time, and train them from an early age to become this scapegoat doll.

"The scapegoat has no freedom. He is kept in a cage. He cannot decide where he goes, what he does, what he eats... he cannot even decide what he looks like!

“There will be a dedicated Sequence Five [Puppet Master] who will perform surgery on the scapegoat doll and perform plastic surgery based on the little master’s bones, facial features, and appearance, so that the doll’s appearance can always be consistent with the little master.

"The better the consistency, the better the effect of substitution, and the more causes and consequences it can bear vicariously.

"According to legend, the more luxurious a noble is, the more scapegoats he can raise for his little master.

"The top holy land will even arrange thousands of scapegoats for the next prince, so that when the next prince grows up, he will have almost no worries when performing divination. He can fire unlimited fire and divination!"

As the director spoke more and more, the faces of the young people in the room became darker and darker.

They are all modern people who were born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze. When they heard about this so-called "sugar puppet" method, they were simply horrified and incomprehensible!

Then I heard the director sigh and got to the point.

“Everyone also knows that the age of immortality started three and a half years ago.

"In other words, Gu Xian helps his disciples arrange death dolls. There is no way to arrange them from a young age.

"I can only do my best to find a scapegoat for my apprentice that has the same birthday and horoscope, and has a naturally similar bone structure and face during the decades of development from childhood to adulthood. Even if it can be fine-tuned... it is actually like finding a needle in a haystack.

"So, my inference is that this time..."

Everyone in the room also understood.

The atmosphere became more solemn.

"...This time, the ancient immortal spent a lot of money!

"They are bound to get the things behind the toy factory case!"

The director sat on the chair and let out a long breath.

“So, everyone, work harder!

"Keep looking!

“What the ancient immortal values ​​so much must be of vital importance.

"No matter what, we can't let it go easily!"

…

"Dong Yunhui, what's going on?"

In the office, Bai Mo was lying on the office floor, squinting his eyes slightly. Through the field of view of the Fire Toad Balloon, he saw Dong Yunhui driving the Laotoule four-wheel tram, racing wildly on the small road outside Dongguo!

The quality of the small tram is not very good and the suspension is too hard!

The quality of country roads is not good either, they are uneven!

Both the car and the road are not good, and the car jumps and jumps when running, like a jumping duck!

"It's too shabby for him to be the boss behind the scenes."

Bai Mo frowned and was sighing, when suddenly his phone vibrated in his pocket.

"Um?"

He took it out and saw that it was a message from Commissioner Gu Lin.

[White Ink Expert, I’m so sorry. I saw someone from your factory showing off their year-end awards on the Shexian Forum, so I deleted the post]

[The year-end bonus of your factory is set too high, and the impact is not good]

[President Chen Shu means that I hope you can tell me in the factory and try not to show this online in the future]

ah?

Bai Mo's face was full of embarrassment, and he clicked to open Gu Linfa's screenshot.

…

"Is this the legendary year-end bonus of Baimo Pharmaceutical Factory?"

"Oh my god, four months' salary? One hundred thousand yuan? And a new mobile phone? And this... What kind of wine is this? It's not cheap, right?"

In the small towns, small factories and small workshops at the junction of Dongguo area and Nantian area.

Two workers squatted in the corner, looking at their mobile phones and chatting.

As they chatted, the two secretly laughed again.

"But...well...it doesn't seem to be as much as what our factory gives you!

"Yes, our factory will make a fortune this year."

The two workers rested for a while, then stood up, patted their wrinkled work clothes, and walked back to the production line.

The name of the factory is printed on the chest of their work clothes... [Rongyang Ink].

Their job on the production line is to wear rubber gloves and crush a weird ink ball with their hands!

…

The atmosphere in the office is quite strange.

Chen Yuanlin stood in front of the white ink table, his face full of grievances.

“This is really unjust!

“The screenshot you sent could not have been sent by an employee of our factory!

“I can be sure without investigating!

“The employees in our factory are all highly qualified and smart, and no one is short-sighted.

“Secondly, I have emphasized this matter in advance and made repeated orders to strictly prohibit it.

"And, the most important thing is, the screenshot he took, what four months, what one hundred thousand yuan... our factory issued it, it's really not that little!

"The employees in our factory can't brag and discount themselves?"

Bai Mo also had a strange expression.

He didn't pay much attention to the year-end bonus.

At this time, he looked at Fang Xiaoyu next to him and saw that Fang Xiaoyu also nodded heavily.

"Indeed, not so few!"

Bai Mo looked at his phone, Chen Yuanlin, and the fox apprentice.

"That means...someone framed our factory?

"Is someone deliberately trying to fix things?"

He let out a breath.

"It's so boring."

…

In the workshop of Gongyang Ink Factory, beside the ink troughs, ponies were tied up, and workers sat one by one.

They either wore rubber gloves or simply put their bare hands into the slot, into the dark ink, and pinched the ink ball.

The boss, Gongyang, was wearing a suit and carrying a medical kit as he shuttled through the workshop.

“Everyone, please work harder and work harder!

"Earn more money so that you can go home and have a prosperous New Year!"

While squeezing ink balls, the workers looked back at the boss with a smile.

"Do not worry!"

"We are all working hard!"

The ram grinned and crouched down next to a worker.

"How's it going, Xiao Lu, does your hand hurt?

"We have ink in our hands. The wealthy people like it, and the wealthy people are willing to pay for it.

“It’s a pity, it’s really not healthy.

"If you pinch this thing with your hands, it will irritate your skin."

Young Xiao Lu grinned.

"It's okay, boss!

“A salary of one thousand yuan a day is much more valuable than my hands!

"It's not my turn to earn those healthy and high salaries."

Gongyang smiled and patted Xiao Lu on the shoulder, then opened the medicine box next to him.

“Very good, very energetic!

"Again, remember, although our stuff makes a lot of money, it is harmful to health, illegal, and shady. Don't let people outside the factory know about it.

"Extend your hand, boss, let me see it."

Xiao Lu nodded, stretched out a pair of hands stained with ink from the slot, and let the boss wipe them clean with a towel, and let the boss pull and look at them.

Then the boss looked at the palm of his hand, then the back of his hand, and finally stared at a pimple on the back of his hand.

“This thing looks like a pimple.

"Actually, it was stimulated by the ink.

"It must be broken as soon as possible."

The male sheep grabbed Xiao Lu's hand, and with Xiao Lu's grateful eyes, he used a small hook to prick the pimple and picked out a small solid object like a fat particle.

After wiping the fat particles on the wet towel in the medicine box, Gongyang took out the purple iodine solution and applied it to Xiao Lu's wound.

"Old rule, before the scabs form, you can't put your hand into the ink tank."

Xiao Lu's face was red with embarrassment.

With a salary of 1,000 yuan a day, he was flattered that his boss cared so much about his body, and he even felt that the money was not secure.

"No need to be embarrassed.

"You deserve all the money you get!"

Gongyang comforted him, packed up the medicine box, and got up to find the next worker.

While searching, he subconsciously looked at the medicine box, his eyes shining!

The "fat grain" just picked out in the medicine box and on the towel is the legendary meat white sand!

In a grain of sand, Xiao Lu has ten years of life!

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