Secret Buyer-Chapter 79: Night Watcher

(The previous Chapter was blocked and sealed)

Inside the white van.

Zhang Fusheng sat quietly, with only Liu Zhengbang in the car.

"What is it that makes you come to contact me alone?" he asked with interest.

Liu Zhengbang wiped his sweat and cautiously said:

"I’m afraid you are still in a state of having fallen into demonization."

"Fallen into demonization....."

Zhang Fusheng smiled, calm and composed as he said:

"Do you know about Divine Descent?"

Liu Zhengbang’s expression turned serious, nodding vigorously:

"Of course, I know. Evil Gods from a Different Dimension can descend spirits using a container with certain related traits."

He sighed, his expression grave:

"If the true name is discovered, or if there is the legendary Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron as a guide, it might even result in... the True Body Descent!"

Zhang Fusheng remained emotionless and said indifferently:

"The Western Sect is plotting a Divine Descent right here in Jiangzhou City."

Liu Zhengbang’s eyelids twitched intensely:

"I will report this matter and request support from the action team... May I rudely ask, what is your intention in coming to Jiangzhou?"

Zhang Fusheng looked at him:

"Was it your superior who sent you to ask me?"

"Yes."

Liu Zhengbang nodded decisively:

"You are at least a Grandmaster in possession of the True Divine Realm, yet we have no records of you in any of our files, so you were listed as a suspected cultist."

The old man scoffed:

"Cultist? Heh... I come from the High Heavens above."

"High Heavens above?"

Liu Zhengbang was ready to face death, only hoping to obtain as much information as possible—this was his mission.

Zhang Fusheng said calmly:

"You don’t need to know what that is, and I won’t give you more explanations—the actions of the Western Sect in Jiangzhou have threatened the interests of the High Heavens above."

"I can give you two names, investigate them."

He looked intently at Liu Zhengbang:

"One is the master of Chai Gate, Ghost Chai."

"The other is Hong Tianbao’s disciple, Niu Dali."

"Especially that young fellow Niu Dali, he’s quite extraordinary....."

Liu Zhengbang saw the old man smile meaningfully, his form slowly fading until he disappeared.

Just like that, he was gone.

Only then did cold sweat burst out on his back, evaporating instantly.

"Ghost Chai, Niu Dali."

Liu Zhengbang mulled over these two names, his finger pressing the earpiece:

"Completed the inquiry, I will transmit the audio shortly, have it reported to the bureau, notify the director, request three, no, five action teams!"

"Additionally, impose surveillance on Ghost Chai."

Releasing his hand, Liu Zhengbang’s terrified expression turned blank.

He murmured confusedly:

"High Heavens above..."

......

Snake Fist Hall.

"Spirit control..." Huang Qiuxian took the white envelope from the girl’s hand, glancing at the girl who had fallen asleep, his brow furrowed.

He looked at the letter filled with a faint immortal aura, opened the wax seal, and a piece of paper and a wooden token slipped out.

’From High Heavens above, you are permitted to leave your name’

’Upon receiving this letter, you are allowed to enter the heavens at midnight’

’Huang Qiuxian, recipient’

The letter contained only three short lines, with the signature at the bottom—Zhong Mountain.

"It’s him."

Huang Qiuxian’s hair stood on end; it was the person who knew the true name of the God of Plague!

"High Heavens above..."

He murmured deeply.

......

Five in the afternoon.

Yu Chengzhong and Li Qiuhua, both wearing human skin masks, arrived early at a small restaurant in the Fifth District.

Better safe than sorry, since they were meeting that kid Fusheng, it was better to change their faces. Coming with the Steward’s face might cause trouble for that kid.

It might also cause trouble for themselves.

In the private room.

"There was a little conflict inside Hongji yesterday." Li Qiuhua spoke softly, watching people come and go through the floor-to-ceiling window:

"Do you know what happened?"

"Didn’t pay attention, seems like some people died at the Peace Hotel."

Yu Chengzhong said nonchalantly:

"These matters are all handled by Old Ghost Chai. That old guy has been entrenched in Jiangzhou for years and doesn’t want someone like us, who parachuted in as Stewards, to interfere."

Two of the four hidden Stewards of the Western Sect in Jiangzhou City were chatting casually, just like ordinary people.

Glancing at his watch, estimating that kid Fusheng was about to arrive, Yu Chengzhong said in a low voice:

"The Western Sect holds clues about the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron, laying false trails in over a thousand cities, but since a minor divine descent is happening at the end of the month, I suspect the clues are in this city."

He sighed:

"But the bureau’s directive is to remain inactive, continue to stay undercover."

The woman furrowed her brows, lighting a cigarette:

"If the clues are really in Jiangzhou, then is it Ghost Chai, or another hidden mysterious Steward who knows the clues?"

She squinted:

"How much longer does the bureau plan to have us stay undercover? If this continues, there might really be no turning back."

Yu Chengzhong shook his head:

"I don’t know."

Li Qiuhua sighed lightly.

’Knock, knock, knock’

The door of the private room knocked, and a waiter led a delicate-looking young man in.

"Uncle Yu, Aunt Li." The young man greeted cautiously.

"Fusheng!"

Yu Chengzhong laughed heartily and looked Zhang Fusheng up and down, hmm, he really looked like the obedient type, gentle and delicate.

He nodded with satisfaction:

"Come, sit down quickly, no need to be so restrained! Both your Aunt Li and I held you when you were little!"

Li Qiuhua also wore a smile on her face:

"Oh my, back then you were just a little baby, and now, over a decade later, you’ve grown this big?"

Zhang Fusheng smiled shyly, sat down with some restraint, and curiously observed these old friends of his father’s.

Uncle Yu looked rough, an unremarkable middle-aged man,

As for Aunt Li, she was a mature woman with a lingering charm, exuding an air of elegance.

Plates of hot dishes were quickly served.

Yu Chengzhong got straight to the point:

"Your dad is still at the Dongling Snow Mountain, and Jiangzhou City will have some changes soon, you can’t stay."

He gazed at the young, delicate-looking Zhang Fusheng:

"Fusheng, pack up in the next few days and leave Jiangzhou. I’ll apply for a Level 2 pass for you, which allows entry into a medium-sized city."

"Level 2 pass?"

Zhang Fusheng was somewhat startled, the control between different levels of cities was extremely strict, moving upwards from a lower level?

Almost impossible.

A Level 1 pass allows travel between small cities; a Level 2 pass represents the ability to freely enter and exit medium-sized cities.

This thing, no matter how much money you have, can’t be bought!

And Uncle Yu can get one?

Seems like he really is with the Investigation Bureau.

Zhang Fusheng was thoughtful, his dad had mentioned before that Uncle Yu worked at an anti-cult organization, if not the Investigation Bureau, then what else could it be?

With thoughts churning, he simply asked directly:

"Uncle Yu, my father said you work at an anti-cult place?"

Yu Chengzhong hesitated for a moment, then nodded:

"Yeah, a place called the Anti-Cult Investigation Bureau. Your dad is in it too, he’s been a Night Watcher for ten years now... Oh, also tell Old Zhang not to come back. I’ll help him apply for a Night Watcher position in another city."

Night Watcher?

Zhang Fusheng asked in confusion:

"What is a Night Watcher?"

Li Qiuhua served a dish to the young man. The more she looked at the delicate young man, the more she liked him:

"Your father, back then, got severely injured while saving me and Uncle Yu, and that’s how he became a Night Watcher."

She paused and lightly explained about the Night Watchers.

The Investigation Bureau personnel who lose their combat capabilities retire to live in a city’s lower three districts, and upon discovering any cult clues, they report immediately.

Zhang Fusheng suddenly understood:

"No wonder my dad has always been an underground doctor."

Li Qiuhua gently tapped Zhang Fusheng on his forehead, chiding:

"You silly child..."

She sighed softly:

"These things shouldn’t have been told to you, but your dad agreed. After all, your whole family is moving to a medium-sized city, and if you’re lucky, you might directly move to a large city..."

"He couldn’t explain it either."

Aside, Yu Chengzhong also smiled and said:

"Fusheng, the things I told you today, you must keep them to yourself and not tell anyone."

Zhang Fusheng nodded, truly starting to ponder.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

This Black Eye issue isn’t small, the senior brother seems to have even bigger problems, plus there’s that bizarre Divine Descent matter,

Maybe, it’s better to just run away?

As for the master...

Um, contact him when possible, and run together?

Alright.

Let’s do it!

Zhang Fusheng thought to himself, only a fool would stay in Jiangzhou City stubbornly clinging to it!

But Zhu Xiaoming and the others...

They should be moved to another city. Dragon Boat City with Old Shi there is a good choice.

After finishing the meal.

Before leaving, Yu Chengzhong smiled and said:

"I’ll submit the application tomorrow; the review should take a little over a week. Around the twentieth, your family can move to an upper-level city."

Zhang Fusheng smiled bashfully in response, suddenly raised his eyebrow, and asked:

"Uncle Yu, what is this review you mentioned?"

"Nothing much."

Yu Chengzhong waved his hand:

"For a Night Watcher’s family, the review is very relaxed. As long as there are no suspected cultists in your social interactions, you’ll pass directly."

Zhang Fusheng replied with an "Oh," then fell silent.

Social interactions...

Did I just report Niu Dali??

He woodenly bid farewell to Uncle Yu and Aunt Li.

"No way."

"Just over a week... I can wait." Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, under no circumstances should past actions be altered without absolute certainty.

Isn’t there absolute certainty now!

Telling my midday self not to report Niu Dali is a minor change, and an afternoon won’t produce any butterfly effects.

Changed!

As long as nothing unexpected happens over this week, I can leave this messy situation, and I should avoid unnecessary trouble.

Time.

He needed time to develop.

Glancing at his watch, Zhang Fusheng exhaled deeply and silently transformed back into Zhong Mountain.

Simultaneously, the thought communicated with the four Commands of High Heaven.

’Buzz!’