Daoist Qingyun briefly told them about the Holy Cult. Meng Chang and the other person seemed to be hearing the name of the Holy Cult for the first time.
The paper figurine maker struggled in vain in the end and was carried away, tied up tightly.
However, there was a discussion about his whereabouts.
With Daoist Qingyun around, Meng Chang became a fanatic instantly and thought the paper figurine maker should be handed over to Daoist Qingyun.
As a member of the official department, Luo Song naturally couldn't agree with this.
He insisted on taking the paper figurine maker to the official department.
Actually, Nian Nian and her master didn't fight over the paper figurine maker. It was just Meng Chang and Luo Song arguing unilaterally.
Finally, Daoist Qingyun couldn't stand it anymore and said they would take the person to the relevant department. They would go with them to inquire about the Holy Cult.
The official department sent people to handle the follow - up work. They would have to figure out how to give a reasonable explanation for that corpse.
When getting in the car, Nian Nian hesitated to speak. She wanted to ask her master several times why he seemed to dislike the relevant department.
But unfortunately, Meng Chang and Luo Song were beside her. It was not appropriate to say such things in front of them.
So she had to keep it to herself.
It wasn't until they got out of the car that Daoist Qingyun patted Xiaotuanzi's head, sighed deeply and said, "Get mentally prepared. No matter what you see, don't be too surprised. Remember, you must never learn from them."
Xiaotuanzi blinked her eyes in confusion. She really didn't understand what her master meant.
But after truly seeing the relevant department, Xiaotuanzi was completely speechless.
The facade of the relevant department, of course, couldn't be put in the open.
On the outside, it was disguised as a mobile phone repair shop.
When the middle - aged man sitting behind the counter saw Luo Song and Meng Chang coming back with so many people, he was stunned for a moment. The three of them exchanged glances, and then the man silently pressed a button on his phone.
Immediately, a secret door opened. The stairs wound downwards, and that was the real appearance of the relevant department.
They followed the two of them downstairs.
Suddenly, their vision broadened.
No one knew why a department specializing in metaphysics had an office full of a sense of technology.
Electronic light screens floating in mid - air, automatic robots walking back and forth, 360 - degree surveillance without blind spots, and one tightly - sealed door after another...
This place didn't look like an office but more like a technology exhibition hall.
The most absurd thing was that Nian Nian also saw a lot of guns, strange - shaped guns.
The magazines didn't seem to be for bullets. They were square, and no one knew what they were for.
"This is the relevant department. The place for interrogating prisoners is in the innermost part. I'll take you there. Then you can ask whatever you want. There aren't many rules in our provincial area. Just remember not to kill the person."
Meng Chang's words were very veiled. It meant that as long as the person didn't die, they could do whatever they wanted.
After all, the people they faced were not ordinary people.
Sometimes they would arrest spirits and monsters, sometimes evil cultivators, and even fierce ghosts and wandering souls were within their arrest scope.
Did they need to talk about human rights when dealing with such strange creatures?
They weren't even human. Why talk about human rights?
On their way to the innermost part, they passed by many rooms.
Xiaotuanzi was curiously looking around. Passing by the rooms and looking through the glass, the scenes inside were one more strange than the other.
There was a big sister crawling in the shadows on the ground, twisting her limbs into strange shapes.
There was a big brother jumping around in the center of a formation with shaman tools in his hands.
There was an old grandpa squatting on the ground barking like a dog.
There was a middle - aged uncle hanging himself on the ceiling, no one knew what he was thinking...
In short, anyone randomly pulled out from the relevant department seemed to be a performance artist that no one could understand.
Were these all people from the metaphysical world?
What the hell?
It was so magical that even a Taoist priest would be shocked.
"Now you know why I don't like coming here. What you see now is just the tip of the iceberg. If you really get in touch with them, you'll find that these people are all crazy."
Daoist Qingyun was not forgiving in his words. With a black - faced expression, he walked past these rooms.
When he came here decades ago, the people here were like this. After all these decades, they were still the same!
Daoist Qingyun just simply thought these people were crazy. If he spent too much time with them, it would really affect his IQ.
But if you were to say whether there were any other problems with the people in the relevant department, even he couldn't find any faults.
The relevant department was very strict in selecting people. Moral character, mental state, and magical cultivation were all thresholds.
Those who could work here might not be completely upright, but they would definitely not be extremely evil people. They wouldn't even do small evil things.
This was also the reason why Daoist Qingyun agreed to Nian Nian's request to come with them.
If the relevant department was really a bad place, Daoist Qingyun would definitely stop her from coming.
"What's going on? What on earth is going on?"
One sigh of distress after another came, attracting Nian Nian's attention.
Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw a bearded uncle sitting on the ground without any image. There were one piece of talisman paper after another beside him. Biting the writing brush in his hand, he looked extremely worried.
There seemed to be a formation on the ground. It looked like a protective formation.
Nian Nian couldn't help her curiosity and walked forward. Standing outside the formation, she carefully studied it.
This formation was incomplete, and there were many deficiencies in details. The most important core of the formation eye hadn't been completed yet. If other parts were slightly modified, the effect might be better.
As she thought about it, Xiaotuanzi got a little itchy - fingered.
She silently took out her writing brush, took out a cinnabar, and squatted on the ground to write and draw.
The middle - aged man immersed in his own world didn't notice Xiaotuanzi approaching, let alone her actions.
By the time he reacted, Xiaotuanzi had unknowingly walked in front of him.
Nian Nian looked up and met the eyes of this slovenly uncle.
Both of them looked extremely confused.
The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds. Then Nian Nian heard the deafening shout from the uncle: "Where did this kid come from! The formation I've been researching for so long has been ruined like this!
Where is everyone? Where the hell are they all? Who let this little brat in!"
The slovenly uncle looked extremely anxious. He was so angry that his hair stood on end.
One shout after another startled Nian Nian.
She quickly added the last stroke, turned around, and bounced into the arms of her third senior brother.
"Third senior brother, I seem to have done something wrong."
She shouldn't have moved other people's things casually.
Nian Nian realized this only later.
She was just curious when she saw the formation. She had never seen it before, so she got a little itchy - fingered and couldn't help but step forward to modify and add a few strokes.
But she ignored the fact that this wasn't the formation she drew.
Xiaotuanzi, who knew she had done something wrong, buried her head low.
The uncle also noticed that there were a few strange voices at the door, as well as two familiar people.