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Shang Jian Yao thought for a while and asked seriously:

"Isn't the dance danced by the God's Blessed One called God's Dance?"

"What are you talking about?" Xiong Ming frowned.

Seeing that Yao didn't explain, Shang asked instead:

"How many people like us are there?"

"I don't know." Xiong Ming shook his head, "Each Saint Master has a small number of awakened people, and they may not know each other's existence."

"Every holy master?" Shang Jianyao grasped the point.

Xiong Ming gave him a slightly surprised look:

"You don't know? Inside the company, there are several saints."

He paused and said:

"We are also strong contenders for the position of Saint Master."

Having said that, Xiong Ming looked at Shang Jianyao suspiciously:

"Which holy master are you following?"

Seeing that Yao was not panicked at all, Shang replied seriously:

"The holy master who always pays attention to us."

"He, he is the most mysterious of the several holy masters, and I have never met him directly." Xiong Ming suddenly realized, "No wonder you know so little... Does it take a long time for those who follow him to wait for an order? ?”

"At least I am like this." Shang Jianyao said "truthfully".

Without waiting for Xiong Ming to respond, he asked first:

"Which holy master asked you to kill Wang Yafei?"

Xiong Ming's expression became a little subtle:

"All holy masters use certain words from the old world as their titles.

"The one I follow is called 'Head Seven'."

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"The first seven..." Shang Jianyao repeated this slightly weird term, and asked curiously, "Where does this word come from?"

Xiong Ming curled his lips invisibly and said:

"It is said to be part of the old world's rebirth or funeral rites.

"This is the domain that my master is in charge of."

Shang Jianyao seemed to find this very interesting, and hurriedly asked:

"Besides the 'first seven', what else?

"Which ones are empty? When I become a saint, I can choose one for myself."

"The ambition is not small, yes, this is the courage that our new humans should have." Xiong Ming nodded slightly, expressing his approval.

He seemed to have thought about this question long ago, and his wood-carved eyes shone slightly:

"Currently known are 'Full Moon', 'Hundred Days', 'Encoffining', 'Wake-up', 'Funeral', 'May [-]', 'Weeping'...

"Among them, 'Encoffining', 'Weeping for Funeral', 'Hundred Days', and 'Funeral' are still empty. You can consider one of these four, or you can find a way to win the title of other saints."

Shang Jianyao seriously discussed with Xiong Ming which name was better, and then asked:

"Which department does the first seven saints belong to?"

Xiong Ming stared at Shang Jianyao for a few seconds with those eyes that seemed unable to move, and said with a low smile:

"For this kind of thing, you should ask the holy master of the spirit.

"I shouldn't and can't do it for me."

Saint Master of the Soul Guard... Shang Jianyao wrote down the name without making a sound.

This should be the most mysterious of the several saints.

"Then I'll ask again when I go back." Shang Jianyao didn't insist.

He glanced at the fluorescent lights on the ceiling, and asked casually:

"How did Shen Du die?

"Who made him have 'no heart disease', or rather, look like 'no heart disease'?"

"Who is Shen Du?" Xiong Ming asked back with a frown.

"Ah...that's okay." Shang Jianyao smiled.

Xiong Ming thought for a while:

"At present, I haven't seen any Awakened who has the ability to make others 'unintentional', and there is no one that looks like it."

Shang Jian Yao nodded and said without delay:

"I have to go now."

He is worried that the more he asks, the more he will reveal himself, and the effect of the "reasoning clown" will be destroyed.

At such a short distance, "cardiac arrest" can directly kill people.

Moreover, he also got the most critical information, so there is no need to stay any longer.

Xiong Ming, who was wearing a black woolen jacket, raised his hand with a smile and waved:

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Shang Jian Yao's sunny smile was bright, and his palms were waved enthusiastically and vigorously.

Saying goodbye to Xiong Ming, he entered the corresponding elevator, swiped his card and pressed the number "647".

……

Because this is the second round of courage training, Jiang Baimian is still masochistically hiding next door next door, and if there is anything wrong, he will appear immediately to appease the team members.

However, it was not yet 8 o'clock, and it was still early before the lights were turned off. Jiang Baimian was lying on a sofa quite relaxed, flipping through the materials he brought in advance.

"I am a person who likes to worry too much." Seeing Shang Jianyao coming in, Jiang Baimian muttered loudly.

She immediately put away her randomly placed legs and sat upright:

"How is it? Have you gained anything?"

She knew that Shang Jianyao would find Xiong Ming to make friends tonight.

This is also one of the reasons why she stayed on the 647th floor tonight.

If not, in case Shang Jianyao got important, critical and urgent information, he would not be able to submit it immediately.

Sometimes, the opportunity is fleeting.

"He admitted that he was the one who killed Wang Yafei." Shang Jianyao made the key points first.

Then, he sat on the chair opposite the sofa and repeated Xiong Ming's words as completely as possible.

Jiang Baimian had a serious face at first, but the words "the first seven saints" seemed to have some kind of magical power, which instantly broke her psychological defense and made her laugh uncontrollably:

"Haha, your sect, haha, the name is really a genius!

"I've read descriptions of funerals in some books in the old world. Who would have thought that someone would use a part of it as their own title, haha, it's so funny, haha, don't you think it's full of disobedience?"

After laughing for a while, Jiang Baimian covered his stomach and said "seriously":

"Xiong Ming doesn't know enough about funerals, I think there is a title that you will definitely like.

"Singer of the Spirit, specially sing scriptures for funerals."

Shang Jian Yao listened intently, then shook his head:

"Leader, this is a very serious matter."

At this moment, Jiang Baimian seemed to have the feeling that the two sides got the wrong script again.

"Ah? What did you say?" She touched her ear habitually, "Well, this matter involves two lives, we can't deviate from the point."

Shang Jianyao responded seriously:

"Taking titles is serious."

"..." Jiang Baimian took a sharp breath, looked Shang Jianyao up and down several times, as if looking for where to start.

After a few seconds, she exhaled foul air and said seriously:

"Since Xiong Ming has admitted and our guesses have been confirmed, and he is obviously unwilling to reveal the true identity of the master behind him, then we should report the matter as soon as possible.

"Continuing the investigation is very dangerous and easy to expose, so there is no need for this."

Shang Jianyao did not insist:

"it is good."

Jiang Baimian leaned back slightly, put his right hand into his mouth and nose, and put on a posture of thinking:

"The question now is how to report and to whom.

"I don't want to be 'Heartless'."

Shen Du is a lesson from the past.

Before Shangjian Yao could speak, she laughed at herself again and said:

"The other party is shrouded in fog and hidden in darkness. We have no way of knowing who is their member and who is not."

"I am." Shang Jianyao replied very positively.

"..." Jiang Baimian was at a loss for words, "I mean, now I can't even be sure that there are no members of the 'Life Sacrifice' in the senior management of the Security Department or the board of directors. If the report is reported to them, it will be a big trouble. "

Shang Jianyao thought for a while, and said confidently:

"I have a way."

"What way?" Jiang Baimian was ready to get a wonderful answer.

She didn't stop it because she thought it might bring inspiration. After all, Shang Jianyao's thinking angle was indeed different from that of normal people.

Shangjian Yao eagerly said:

"Sneak into the radio station, control Hou Yi, and interrupt the broadcast of this news during the hourly news.

"When the time comes, everyone will hear that those high-level officials who are not 'Life Sacrifice' will take action immediately!"

Jiang Baimian listened carefully, thought carefully, and blurted out:

"Hey, this method still looks decent.

“It’s a really good idea, not bad.

"Since the 'Life Sacrifice' hasn't controlled the company yet, and they don't dare to spread their preaching, it means that they are a minority. Even if there are high-level people who belong to them, there are definitely not many. As long as we make this news public, let most high-level people Knowing that, the difficulty for them to make trouble will rise sharply, and they will even have to keep their tails alive.”

Shang Jianyao got up immediately:

"I'll go now!"

"Stop!" Jiang Baimian called to stop this guy in time.

She said angrily:

"I just said that the idea is good, but I didn't say that the solution is feasible!"

"I can easily sneak into the radio station." Shang Jianyao said that the feasibility of the plan is very high.

"I know, you have 'reasoning clown', if there are other usages, you can really change the name of this ability to 'making friends'." Jiang Baimian sighed helplessly, "The problem is that doing so will What are the consequences."

She raised her fingers and gave Shang Jianyao an analysis one by one:

"This would indeed resolve the 'Life Sacrifice' matter.

"But broadcasting it like this, let everyone know, the company can't pick up and put down the members of the religious order at the bottom. Aren't they the people you want to protect?

"Also, how do you let them accept the strange eyes of the employees around them?

"This is a big aspect. To put it in a small way, do you think the company won't check the radio station afterwards? At that time, they can easily confirm that you are an awakened person.