Cyber Daming

"Why did you find me?"

The cold voice echoed in the clinic, but if you listen carefully you can still hear the slight tremor in the voice.

Crow Duoduo suppressed the restlessness in her heart and tried her best to maintain a calm appearance.

I am neither a gifted follower, but an ordinary person who cannot even break the order.

Why did this group of so-called Jinyiwei revivalists come specifically to recruit them?

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Could it be that the identity of the old man and me was revealed?

Thinking of this, Crow Duoduo couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and his brows wrinkled subconsciously.

To be able to open a clinic on Ghost Street in Ji'e District and run a successful business of "seeing doctors and asking for medicine", it is not enough to rely on superb medical skills or being well-informed.

You must go through many hardships on the ground and learn how to deal with all kinds of religions, officials, merchants, soldiers and bandits.

Although Crow Duoduo learned a lot from her grandfather, her shallowness was like a joke in the eyes of the fat man.

The fat man's pea-sized eyes emitted a deep light, and he could see the girl's thoughts clearly with just one glance.

"The secrets you carefully hide are sometimes just information that can be easily checked in the hands of others. There are some things that Jin Yiwei just doesn't want to take care of. It's not that he doesn't know."

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The sudden roar of the heartbeat was as heavy as a drum.

The girl's face was as pale as paper, and she clenched the handle tightly with her fingers, but she still felt that the naginata was about to slip and fall.

"When sparks gather, they can start a prairie fire. Restoring imperial power is like crossing the Great Pass. The more help you have, the faster you can go. But the most difficult thing to guess in this world is the human heart. If someone leaks the secret, many colleagues will die violently immediately."

"So for us, the character of our members is far more important than their ability and status. We will only choose to recruit those who are at odds with the three religions."

The fat man raised his hand and pointed at the girl, "The blood feud you carry is the real reason why we contacted you."

"And among the revivalists, you are not the only orphan of the sect. There are many people with the same background as you who are fighting alongside us."

The fat man flicked his fingers, and a projection shot out from his fingertips, with faces sliding over them.

Although they were strangers she had never met before, the girl felt a sense of closeness inexplicably.

"When various schools were liquidating martial arts, Jinyiwei did not participate in it. At the last moment, he even gave many people a roof over their heads. This is not a great secret. You can find out the truth by asking around on the ghost street. , you can’t deceive people.”

"You have a blood feud to avenge, and you share the same goal with us in our ideal of reviving the imperial power. Even if we can't all be considered comrades, we can all be considered peers."

The girl's thin body swayed slightly, like a small boat seeking a way out in the stormy waves.

I fell into deep confusion and decision-making for a while.

It seems that Master Dao, I have been teaching you for so many years, and my skills have become more and more proficient.

The fat man felt bursts of pride in his heart, and his words became more sonorous and powerful, deafening.

"Have you not lived enough of this life of being displaced and living an ignoble existence? If I were you, I would definitely not give up when there was personal revenge in front of me."

When the words fall to the ground, they are like the light from the sky breaking through the rain clouds.

The storm is settled and the direction is clear.

The naginata clanged back into the scabbard behind her skirt.

The confusion faded from the girl's face, and her thin lips were filled with blood and turned bright red.

Bloody nature is never exclusive to men.

“What does the Revival need from me?”

The fat man grinned, shook his head and said: "We don't need anything at the moment. I just need you to break the lock and advance order as soon as possible and wait for the opportunity."

Crow Duoduo pursed her lips, a trace of misery flashed across her eyes, "My genes can't be sequenced."

"Just because ordinary means can't do it, doesn't mean the revivalists can't do it."

Looking at the girl's suddenly bright eyes, the fat man smiled confidently and said, "Since you are willing to join us, I will find a sequence of the matching gene for you as soon as possible."

"What you have to do is to complete the promotion as soon as possible. The recommendation is coming soon. This time we will first practice with the Confucian nobles of Chengdu Prefecture."

The girl nodded heavily, "I understand."

The fat man smiled heartily when he saw this, and thought to himself that the names of these gangsters are really useful. They can confuse people's hearts, and if something goes wrong, someone will take the blame.

No wonder the Mo family likes to throw the blame on Tianzhihui whenever they encounter troublesome lawsuits.

As for finding a sequence that can adapt to the crow's Duoduo gene, it is just a piece of cake for him.

There are many warriors from other ranks in his cave alone. If you search their memories, you can find out many ways to advance to the ninth rank.

If this girl's genes are really hopelessly rotten, the worst she can do is spend some of her own blood to customize a spiritual root for her so that she can follow the Taoist order.

As long as this kind of bereaved dog whose family has been broken up is given a chance to gain strength to take revenge, what can't she do?

For a small price, you can get the property left over from Chu Wumen back then. This business is a huge profit no matter how you calculate it.

Moreover, with this eye inserted next to Li Jun, it would be even harder for this Dao Fruit to escape from his grasp.

When that martial artist was forced into a desperate situation and chose Po Qi, it was the moment when he transplanted his Taoist spiritual thoughts and became a flesh-and-blood sword immortal.

Flesh and flesh are bitter and weak? It's just asking for it but not getting it.

When he has that independent body that is more powerful than the mechanical body, who among the younger generation of Qingcheng Group can compete with him?

Thinking of this, Fatty couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he had a deep connection.

If it hadn't been for the out-of-character old man who pretended to be comatose to let him see the flaw and deliberately checked their base, he would have almost let this piece of fat slip from his lips.

The two people who had been silent for a long time were already slightly embarrassed. The fat man shook away the distracting thoughts in his mind and showed a gentle smile.

"If you still have energy left, then pay attention to the signs on the ghost street. If there is anything unusual, you can contact me at any time."

He took out a thumb-sized communication device and threw it to Crow Duoduo. Before going out, he turned back and said with a smile: "By the way, my name is Lu Dongbin, and I have the same name as the swordsman in Journey to the East."

"This is what is unpredictable in this life. I don't want to be reunited today. Looking back at the prosperity is like a dream, and the rest of my life is a blur."

The old man hunched his shoulders, hummed a tune, and wandered into the alley with square steps.

"Hey, the old crow actually crows one day. It seems that this visit has made a lot of money."

After the previous farce, the business in the alleyway was much quieter than before. A familiar stall owner was idle and looked at Crow Hua and joked.

"You can't laugh if you don't make money,"

Crow Hua rolled his eyes, "You just keep a stern face every day and scare away all the customers in our alley."

After saying that, he stretched out his fingers and pointed, as if scolding the incompetent junior.

This behavior naturally attracted a lot of scolding. Crow Hua only responded with a look of disdain and walked towards the heavy metal door deep in the alley.

As soon as the old man entered the door, he saw a thin figure huddled in the corner, his hands wrapped around his knees, and his head buried deeply in his arms.

When the girl heard the sound of the door opening, she slowly raised her head and tried to twitch the corners of her mouth, but found that she couldn't smile at all.

"Old man, Jin Yiwei is targeting me."