At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Wu took Yuan Zhenhai to Ouchi in a special car to report on his work.
It's the kind of debriefing one person would have to face seven big bosses.
Although he had made a name for himself in the underground world along the way, and he was so deadly that the underground world even gave him the nickname Zhou Rentu, but when he faced the seven big guys, he was so nervous that he even lost his temper.
Trembling and stammering when speaking.
Fortunately, the seven bosses were very kind and kept teasing him and encouraging him.
The entire meeting lasted only fifteen minutes, and these fifteen minutes felt particularly long to Zhou Wu.
Naturally, he was also extremely proud.
After returning to the Ninth Bureau from Ouchi, the office staff handed him a newly drafted red-headed document, which required his review before it could be issued.
This red-headed document was issued to the nine offices of each province, ordering each province's nine offices to count the number of ancient martial arts cultivators and personnel, and compile them together.
"Why aren't there any Eight Great Hidden Gates?"
After Zhou Wu read it over, he found that the document only mentioned ancient martial arts cultivators and did not mention the major hidden sects.
"There is no way to notify the hidden door."
The staff member said nervously.
"If you don't get a notice, you still have to write it down. They will find out on their own."
"Also, coordinate with local security agencies and relevant census departments to handle the matter together."
"The deadline is changed to ten days."
"yes."
The staff member took the documents and walked out.
After Zhou Wu thought for a while, he took out his mobile phone and found the small group attending the meeting together.
A dozen more people were added to the small group, and now there are nearly forty.
The group leader is still East China Wing Su Yunnuan, who manages Tian Shihai in East Yunnan.
The group is very quiet. These ancient martial arts practitioners don't talk much. Who has time to play with their mobile phones?
After thinking for a while, Zhou Wu added: "Brothers and sisters, I have something to inform you now."
"Our Ninth Bureau has just drafted a new document, which I advocate. It requires all families, sects, individuals or groups of ancient martial arts cultivators in China to register, count their numbers, and count their cultivation levels."
"The document will be released about tomorrow. I hope all brothers and sisters will take the lead."
After saying that, he waited for the reply from the group.
Tian Shihai was the first to reply. After receiving the call, he @ everyone and turned it into a group announcement.
As soon as the group announcement came out, other people jumped out one after another.
Siberian tiger Qin Sanhe typed: I haven’t said anything yet, I fully support my brother.
Liu Haisheng, a swordsman from Mobei, replied: I will promote it in Mobei and ask people from the Ninth Division to come to me, and I will help them find people.
Others have typed messages to express their full support.
Zhou Wu has been kind to the ancient martial arts circle, and now everyone has the method of real person cultivation, which is the method of innate to foundation building.
And there are many people in the group who have already established foundations.
So this is grace.
Furthermore, no matter how awesome they are, they would not dare to go against the country, so it is reasonable and reasonable to register them normally.
Practitioners also have one head and two hands, and they have nothing more than others, so why not register?
The group responded one after another, especially Su Yunnuan from East China Wing said with a smile: "Brother, I am also in the capital, let's make an appointment."
"Haha, you old cow wants to eat tender grass."
"I heard that in Glei Island, hehehehe..."
"I've also heard that someone is..."
"Bah, bah, bah, what a bunch of old men."
Su Yunnuan scolded: "Your thoughts are too impure."
"Should we get together sometime? We should get together often so that we can make progress together."
"agree."
"agree."
"Then let's get together in the capital. My younger brother is in the capital now."
"Okay, the time is tomorrow night at the Four Seasons Hotel in Beijing. When you arrive, you can check in directly at my house."
"My house also has a hotel, why should I stay at your house?"
"I have one at home too..."
The group suddenly became lively.
At this time, Zhou Wu typed: "You can decide on the details. I am currently in charge of the affairs of the Ninth Bureau, but I am very busy. If you decide, just call me."
"Brother, go and do your work."
"That's right, the leader is busy, don't worry about us..."
Zhou Wu exited the group, shook his head with a smile, pressed the phone and asked on speakerphone: "Do you have any other plans for the evening?"
Yuan Zhenhai thought for a while: "Director Yuan previously ordered people from the Northeast Nine to find a few shamans. Now they have arrived in the capital, but now Director Yuan is in seclusion, so you still need to deal with this."
"Come to the capital to find a place for shamanism? What do you mean?" Zhou Wu asked in surprise.
"Is such that."
Yuan Zhenhai immediately explained: "Director Yuan learned that many people overseas can be possessed by gods and become stronger, so he believes that this topic must be accelerated. We also have some experts within the Ninth Bureau who are also studying this
topic, but it has never been very effective.”
"That's why I found a few people to come over. They are actually great masters of Northeastern dance. I can't tell whether they are real or fake."
"Well, where are they now? I'm going home for dinner tonight."
I had agreed with Ao Qian'er before that we would go home for dinner. After all, I haven't seen my parents for a long time.
"Why don't you go home first and let the experts study it?"
"No, since people are here, I'll see what's going on first. I also want to know what's going on."
"They are in Courtyard 507."
"I understand, go now."
"OK."
The 507th Institute is a research institute within the military, located in the military compound.
Yuan Zhenhai and Zhou Wu left the building together, and then drove to the 507 Research Institute.
Knowing that Zhou Wu was coming, several leaders of the institute were waiting outside the gate.
The director of the Ninth Bureau is too high-level, so no one dares to neglect him.
After a while, Zhou Wu met four Northeastern uncles and aunts at the 507 Research Institute.
Members of shamanism in the true sense no longer exist, and now there are only some folk dance masters.
And these people who dance to great heights are actually farmers from the Northeast.
When they are not dancing, they just make a living by farming, and they only dance occasionally.
The four we found are the four most famous in the three places in the Northeast, and the four of them are two pairs.
That's right, the master dance is not performed by one person, but a team of two people, a master and a second master.
The big god is responsible for inviting the gods to come to the body, and the two gods are responsible for translating and guiding the communication with the big god.
The four of them were dressed as farmers. Although they all put on good clothes, their simplicity was clearly written on their faces.
Zhou Wu didn't put on airs or anything like that, he stretched out his hands to say hello as soon as they met.
The four of them were extremely nervous, but they were also curious as to why the leader was still a young man?
"Okay, let's get straight to the point. Which of you will start first and ask God to come down and let me take a look?"
Zhou Wu sat down and said directly.
"Leader, no."
One of the old men smoking a cigarette shook his head and said: "We have tried it just now, but we can't get down in a place like this. This is a military camp, the yang energy is too strong, and the soldiers' cap badges, collars, and other flowers are used to ward off evil spirits, so we can't get down."
Zhou Wu suddenly became happy: "Is this god also afraid of our soldiers?"
The four of them were extremely embarrassed. Talents were the most terrifying, and they had to avoid all gods.
