Chapter 282 I Sincerely Join (15)

Seeing that the time for meeting was getting closer and closer, Fu Wan became more and more panicked.

Now, even playing cards can't relieve his tension, and the constant dripping of water from the water leakage is like a reminder, making his mood also start to feel depressed.

Qian Kuan never revealed what he wanted to say to him, but said rather mysteriously that he would know when the time comes.

The more the other party didn't say anything, the more panicked he became. In the end, he could only touch the peach core in his arms and take the risk to contact Caiyuan Xingjun.

"Xingjun, I have now sneaked into the Qiming Sect and gained the other party's trust. But the other party seems to be very interested in me. What should I do?"

After a while, Caiyuan Xingjun's voice sounded, and he said impatiently: "Hu Wan, you should know better than me what qualities are required to be an undercover agent."

Fu Wan wanted to correct the other person and tell him that he was Fu Wan, but he still endured it.

Xingjun has a bad temper, and if he rashly corrects the other person, he will probably get a few whips from himself.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he asked softly: "Patience?"

"It's a sacrifice. Since the other party likes you, then just obey him. When you come back, we will discuss your merits and reward you, and let the immortal master reward you."

Treat yourself to a kid!

Xing Jun picked it, and the Immortal Master also deducted it. The reward was not much, and the Immortal Master had to deduct a sum.

And if you do a good job, you will also be whipped. I didn’t think there was anything wrong with this approach before, but after experiencing the reward system of Qimingmen, I realized that it is really given here.

After hesitating for a moment, Fu Wan continued: "Xingjun, I feel like I can't carry on with this task. I can..."

"As a disciple of my Star Palace, why can't you work harder? Huwan, I have always admired you before, but I am not very satisfied with what you did today. Work hard and then reflect on yourself."

Caiyuan Xingjun then unilaterally terminated contact, but Fu Wan still heard the other party whisper: "I'll deal with him when I get back and stop him from having so many ideas."

Silently touching the peach core which was no longer effective, Fu Wan suddenly felt bored.

He obeyed the instructions of the Immortal Master and worked hard to serve Star Lord, but in the end he still had to be whipped.

If you do something wrong when you are weak, you will be whipped. When you become stronger, you will be whipped. If you ask questions, you will be whipped. If you don't ask questions, you will be whipped.

Although spiritual practice is a long and arduous journey, there are probably too many whips on this arduous journey.

Seeing that the time was up, he sighed, picked up his jade slip, and walked towards Qian Kuan's room.

Qian Kuan's room is splendid, with various spiritual stone decorations everywhere, and complicated transport charms hanging all over the walls, giving off a sense of wealth and vulgarity everywhere.

When he heard the knock on the door, Qian Kuan, who was practicing calligraphy, immediately put down his pen and paper and said, "Come in."

Fu Wan, who was mentally prepared, walked in and bowed stiffly when he saw Qian Kuan: "I've met Master Qian."

"Without courtesy, get up quickly. Let me introduce you. This is Inspector Ye, this is Inspector Huang, and this is..."

Raising his head, Fu Wan discovered that there were several black-clad inspectors sitting in the corner of the room. The aura around them blended in with the surrounding environment, and he was almost not aware of it when they entered.

Seeing these people, Fu Wan felt himself getting more and more nervous.

Finding that the other party was a little stiff, Qian Kuan smiled and said, "Don't panic, the inspectors just have a few questions to ask."

"OK."

Sitting on the chair assigned to him, an inspector stepped forward, and the first question sounded like a thunder in his ears:

"Which Star Lord do you serve?"

This question made Fu Wan's pupils shrink, and the hand hidden in his arms tightly grasped his jade slip, almost crushing it.

He subconsciously wanted to veto it, wanted to ignore the accusation with a smile, or even activate the life-saving talisman given by the immortal master, and then escape back.

But what happens after you escape?

He was hung up and beaten by the immortal master, ridiculed by his peers, and then stayed in bed for a month before taking on new tasks to continue the cycle.

At a glance, Fu Wan felt that his life seemed to be locked on this road, and he would just keep repeating this process when he went back, which was boring.

Letting go of his hand, his tense nerves finally relaxed, and his whole body collapsed helplessly.

Bending down, he raised his head, raised a feeble smile on the side facing the light, and asked with a smile: "Master Qian, when did you find out?"

"You discovered it not long after you arrived," said an inspector. "Many things are done in a rough way. The focus on information and intelligence is too high, and a lot of the knowledge is biased. I can find out that you are an undercover agent after getting along with me for a few times."

"Then how did you find out that I serve Lord Xing?"

"It can be seen through some unconscious small movements that certain rituals are required to communicate with Star Lord. Your communication ritual is to touch the peach or peach core."

"That's right... The Immortal Master has always said that people in Kyushu are very depraved and their strength is not good. I didn't expect that your vision is so vicious. I underestimated you. How do you usually train?"

When mentioning this, Fu Wan noticed painful expressions on the faces of several inspectors.

Even if you don't know the content of their training, you can guess what kind of torture they usually suffer just by looking at their expressions at this time.

Seeing this scene, Fu Wan felt a little better.

Those who can endure such torture can indeed find themselves out easily.

With another long sigh, Fu Wan found that although he had been caught, he was in an unexpectedly cheerful mood.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, he looked at Qian Kuan and said, "Master Qian, now that I have been exposed, how are you going to torture me?"

"Well... to be honest, now is the time when our Qiming Sect is employing people, and we still appreciate talents like you. If you are willing, we hope you will join the Qiming Sect."

"...I'm an undercover agent!"

"Heroes don't ask where they come from, and don't you think it's interesting to bet that you can truly join our Qiming Sect?"

At this point, Qian Kuan became obviously excited and looked at Fu Wan with burning eyes.

Fu Wan couldn't help but take a step back. He felt that the other party was indeed lusting after his body, but it seemed different from what he thought.

Why haven't you noticed before that Qimingmen is so weird?

If you don't gamble for a day, you will die, right?

"What happens if I don't want to join?" Fu Wan continued to ask.

"It won't be so good. You were originally going to be punished, but the card-playing ideas you recently provided are very useful, so the previous punishments can be waived and you can be sent back directly. But if you leave, your "Heaven's" The "Soul" account can no longer be used, and there are no sect benefits. The sect originally wanted to give you a spot for the next Dao Enlightenment Competition, wishing you blessings, but these are gone. And..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Wan was half-kneeling on the ground and said sincerely: "Master Qian, I sincerely hope to join you this time, and I ask the Master to help you."