Cyber Daming

After leaving Qinhuaihe Station, Rong Lu took the bus all the way south, crossing Shanhefang, where the Central Branch is located, and heading straight to the outside of the city.

Heavy rains hit the mountains, and the pines are like waves.

The thatched cottage hidden in the mountains and forests glowed with blazing firelight, and the crisp rhythm of the hammer striking the steel billet was especially clear and lingering in the rain.

Rong Lu got out of the car at the foot of the mountain and climbed up the steps.

The door of the thatched cottage was wide open, and a burly old man with his upper body naked facing the cold wind was hammering and forging a knife by the stove. Every time his muscular arms fell, sparks flew everywhere.

There is no help from Mo Jia or any other equipment. Even the calcining tools are the most primitive clay pots and hand-operated bellows.

The scene before him made Rong Lu feel like he had returned to the absurdity of the pre-Ming Dynasty.

"You still love this ancient way as always."

Rong Lu was obviously very familiar with the old man. He was sitting on the threshold of the thatched cottage, listening to the sonorous and crisp sound behind him, and looking at the rain and mist in the distant mountains.

"You don't rely on any external objects, you can forge everything with just one pair of hands. This is the authentic Mo Xu craftsman."

"You mean, the current Mo Xu is wrong?"

"True and wrong are two different things."

The old man raised the steel bar that had begun to take shape in front of him, looked at it for a few times, and then inserted it into the charcoal fire again.

"With the development of the times, new things will inevitably emerge one after another, but this does not mean that traditional things are wrong. Even at some critical moments, traditional things are usually more reliable than emerging things."

"Are you talking about knives and guns, or us and Minggui?"

"I'm talking about old and new."

Rong Lu frowned slightly and had no patience to continue discussing these mysterious and mysterious truths with the other party.

"I went to see the scene at Dilong Station on the Qinhuai River. Xiao Zhuo's team was completely wiped out and died miserably."

The old man picked up a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his body, and said with a smile: "You should already know who did it, right? Otherwise you wouldn't be so anxious to come here to see me."

"It's Li Jun." Rong Lu said firmly.

"What's supposed to come will come sooner or later. It's just expected."

The old man said calmly: "When soldiers come, we will block it, and when water comes, the soil will cover us. As long as you know who the enemy is, the next thing will not be difficult."

"The only survivor is Qin Ge, but there's something wrong with him. I feel like he didn't tell me the truth."

"You don't need to tell me about such a trivial matter. Whether it's done once and for all, or whether it's a plan, it's up to you."

"I need the right to mobilize the guards directly under the Presbyterian House, and use them as the main force for encirclement and suppression."

"Can."

"There is also a batch of equipment newly developed by the research team to weaken and restrict Li Jun."

"no problem."

The old man promised without delay: "When Meng Xi was in charge of Jian'ai Institute, you have been doing a good job. Now it's my turn to take over, and I will spare no effort to support you. Rong Lu, you must remember that although Jian Ai Institute I am the director of Love, but you are the one who actually holds the sword.”

At this point, the identity of the old man has been revealed.

It is Liu Xianzhou, the vice president of the Central Branch who is now in charge of the two powerful departments of Jianaisuo and Shangxianyuan.

"You asked me to pay attention to the ordinary person named Wang Qi who also appeared at Dilong Station this time."

"he died?"

Rong Lu, who had his back to the thatched cottage, could hear a trace of nervousness in the old man's words.

"Probably not. His body was not found at the scene."

"That's good, he can't die yet."

Liu Xianzhou moved his eyes observing the flames in the furnace to Rong Lu's back.

"Are you curious why I am so nervous about a little person who is worse than an ant?"

"You shouldn't ask, I won't ask. When you need me to know, you will naturally tell me."

Liu Xianzhou was very satisfied with Rong Lu's attitude. It was precisely because he liked this that he did not choose to replace him after taking over Jian Ai Institute.

"There's nothing you shouldn't ask."

Liu Xianzhou chuckled and said: "The reason why I value him so much is because this Wang Qi is not an ordinary person at all, but a bright ghost."

Rong Lu was shocked and exclaimed: "Ming Gui?!"

"Yes, Ming Gui. To be precise, it is a Ming Gui loaded into the human body."

"How can it be?"

Rong Lu murmured, the news was completely beyond his understanding.

As a Mo Xusi, he naturally knows Minggui very well.

As early as the pre-Qin period, the Mohists had already proposed the term "Ming ghost". But today's Ming Empire generally believes that the "Ming Ghost" at that time was just a conceptual theory and did not actually exist.

However, in the internal records of Mo Xu, Ming ghosts have appeared very early, but each period has different names, including but not limited to weapon spirits, machine spirits, landscape gods, etc., which are commonly found in various magical weapons. among.

It was not until the Huangliang Dreamland was established that Ming Gui finally officially entered the world's attention as a vassal of Mo Xu.

But all along, Minggui was born and lived in a specific Huangliang dream. If he wanted to come to the real world, he could only use special artifacts forged by Mo Xu as a carrier.

Rong Lu never thought that one day, Ming ghost would actually use a 'human' as a carrier.

If so, what is the difference between ghosts and humans?

"Nothing is impossible. Minggui has returned to the world as the soul of an artifact. This path is what we have demarcated for them. No one said that there is only one way. It is not surprising that there are other ways."

"As for Wang Qi, we discovered him not long ago through some special channels."

Liu Xianzhou said slowly: "To put it simply, this person's consciousness is a Ming ghost who smuggled out from the Ming ghost realm. It was a resistance experiment conducted by the Ming ghosts within the Central Branch who intended to rebel."

"Is this how they want to escape our control?"

Rong Lu forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and let his thoughts follow Liu Xianzhou's words.

"That's right, after all, there are hundreds of millions of people in the Ming Empire, and our central branch is just a drop in the ocean. If they really become humans, how can we control them? Just like now, we clearly know what's going on inside There are traitors, but it is still difficult to distinguish between loyal and traitorous people. The situation will be a thousand times more severe than it is now, and it will be even more powerless."

Without thinking, Rong Lu blurted out subconsciously: "The Minggui Realm is still in our hands! As long as we hold this key, no matter what they become, they can't escape from our grasp."

"Rong Lu, your idea is not wrong, but it is not comprehensive enough. Let's not explain that there are loopholes in the ghost realm that we don't know about. As long as they prove that this method is feasible, there are many ways to get the ghost realm out of our control. Even if this process takes thousands of years, as long as there is a chance, it is enough for them to flock to it and risk their lives. "

"If you don't use the body made by the craftsmen of Mo Xu, and instead choose to use flesh and blood as a narrow body, then these Minggui are just a group of mortals with no power. How can they be our opponents?"

"But what if they can break the Jin order and become followers like you and me?"

Liu Xianzhou's words were far deeper than the chill of the cold rain in the mountains, making Rong Lu's body tremble slightly.

"When the time comes, they can become Confucianists, Buddhists, Taoists, or anyone from the three religions and nine streams. The same origin and experience will unite them incomparably. It won't take too long for them to grow into an incompatible force. The strength of underestimation.”

The old man sighed: "That's why I said that they have too many ways to take back the Minggui Realm from us."

"I'm going to kill that man named Wang Qi now."

After a moment of silence, Rong Lu suddenly stood up from the threshold in front of Cao Lu.

"Killing him is just a symptom, not a root cause. If one Wang Qi dies, the next Wang Qi will die, it will have no effect. If we want to stop them from continuing to explore, we can only kill all the people behind the scenes."

Hearing this, Rong Lu showed a wry smile on his face.

Of course he knew that killing Wang Qi was of little significance, but how easy would it be to dig out the person behind the scenes?

The special nature of the Ming ghost realm makes it impossible for Mo Xu to fully control the Ming ghosts living in it.

Although they control the host that carries the Minggui Realm, this alone is equivalent to controlling the main road for Minggui to enter and exit. The appearance of Wang Qi has shown that these Minggui already know the existence of other 'little paths'.

As for blowing up the host, completely abandoning the Minggui Realm, and trapping these Mingguis in the Huangliang Dream Realm?

This idea is even more nonsense.

Nowadays, Mo Xu's status is not as good as before because of the "division of military power in the world". If you give up on Ming Gui, it may not be as simple as being unable to recover. It is very likely that it will fall apart and be completely eliminated from the three religions and nine streams.

But if you leave the Minggui realm alone and only capture a few Minggui who are responsible for execution in the real world, it will not help.

It is impossible to completely suppress these Minggui who intend to rebel.

Thinking of this, even Rong Lu couldn't help but feel confused and didn't know how to deal with the current situation.

"We have thought of all the methods you have thought of."

Liu Xianzhou seemed to be able to understand Rong Lu's thoughts, and said softly: "If you want to solve this crisis, you can't solve it hard, you have to use soft methods."

When Rong Lu heard these words, he immediately became energetic and held his breath, waiting for the old man's words.

"They want to experiment and explore, let them go, they can cultivate as many experimental subjects as they want. There is just one thing, the final result of the experiment cannot be what they want, but what we want."

Liu Xianzhou pulled out the red steel bar from the furnace. He was quite satisfied with the degree of calcining. He picked up the hammer with his other hand and smashed it hard.

clang!

A steel trembling sound rushed out of the thatched cottage and into the roaring rain.

"As long as Wang Qi cannot break the lock, cannot be promoted, and cannot become a follower, then these bright ghosts will never dare to rebel, and they will not have the ability to rebel. They can only continue to act like cows and horses for us."

clang!

Rong Lu's throat rolled, "Then why do you want me to monitor Wang Qi now? Will this alert others?"

"It would be too false to pretend that you don't know anything. Appropriate pressure can make them more at ease and more eager to see the final results."

clang!

The flying sparks landed on Rong Lu's face, and he was so hot inside that he had no time to care about this little sting.

"Rong Lu, I leave this scene to you, so don't mess it up."

The old man's voice sounded like thunder, echoing with the sound of forging.

"clear!"