Chapter 815

"Well, well, don't flatter. Go back to work."

Smiling and waving, Yang Feng immediately sent them back to their hometown.

After pondering for a while, the corpse king suddenly came forward and worshipped again and said, "leader, my subordinates have another thing to tell the leader."

"What's up?"

"Just... Our Chaoyang people have been officially established and started to run."

"Huh? Really?"

At present, Yang Feng's face was full of joy.

Now, he finally had his own spy organization, but he didn't know how powerful it was compared with the emperor's Dragon Guard.

"Go and have a look!"

……

An hour later, accompanied by the Three Dharma kings and Yang Xiaoyi, Yang Feng came to the branch of the sacred fire sect three miles away from the imperial capital.

A vast secret room has been specially opened here, which is densely filled with people. They close their eyes, sink their eyebrows and eyes, put paper and pens around them, lift their handwriting from time to time, and then continue to close their eyes.

Looking ahead, there are tens of thousands.

Yang Feng blinked his innocent big eyes and said, "this is our Chaoyang people?"

"Yes, according to the order of the leader, this is our sunrise people. Like termites, they infiltrate all the major dignitaries and noble houses in the imperial capital to collect all kinds of intelligence."

"But they didn't penetrate. They just sat there and wrote nonsense. What do I think they write?"

Yang Feng walked over with a confused face, picked up a note in front of a person, looked at it, and murmured, "today, Lord Wang ate a bowl of bird's nest porridge and half a steamed bread in the morning, and only drank a bowl of small rice at noon. He has a poor appetite. I'm afraid he's upset or has a hidden disease."

Lord Wang? Which Lord Wang?

Yang Feng didn't understand. The corpse king came to have a look and explained, "Oh, he is in charge of general Zuo Wuwei and Wang's family. This is Lord Wang's dinner today. Just like the leader taught, we should make sure that they know what to eat and drink every day, in every detail. Hey, hey, hey."

"Oh, old corpse, I'm just a metaphor. Who's too busy to pay attention to what he eats and drinks every day?"

Turning over his eyes, Yang Feng said noncommittally: "besides, Lord Wang is in the imperial capital's own house. He eats and drinks what he has never seen. He wrote it casually. Can this be true?"

"Master, don't you forget what I do? Even if people sit at home, I still know what's happening thousands of miles away."

"You mean... Walking corpses?"

His eyes turned around. Yang Feng immediately recalled that the old boy had a set of ways to play with the corpse. Although he didn't show up, the corpse could do anything for him. Is it difficult

Thinking so, Yang Feng took a deep look at these sitting figures in front of him and immediately understood: "are they remotely operating the bodies?"

"That's right!"

"But can they operate as smoothly as you used to? The kind that even the master of magic spirit can't see?"

"Don't worry, all these walking corpses are refined by me personally, and there will never be any horse's feet exposed. These people are the corpse control skills taught by me, and they will never be bad. But I can control dozens of hundreds of corpses at one time, and they can only control one. Now there are 32825 people here, which means that there are more than 30000 walking corpses in the whole world Every emperor collects intelligence for us. "

Proudly raised his head, and the corpse king said with a smile: "What these walking corpses see and hear will be immediately transmitted back to the corpse controller's brain, and then they will directly record it, so the information we get is absolutely first-hand, faster than any force. In particular, it doesn't matter if those walking corpses are found. Anyway, those things are just corpses. As long as we cut off the contact, they have no value. The other party can't find out at all Who are we? It can be said that God doesn't know who we are. Hey, hey, hey. "

OK!

When he nodded, Yang Feng's face was full of excitement.

This is indeed worthy of being my sunrise crowd, which has penetrated very thoroughly. This information network is much better than that of Baolong secret guard, and it is not so risky.

The old corpse ghost's ability to play with corpses is really the best in the world, not built.

Thinking so, Yang Feng couldn't wait to look at the other figures sitting in front of them to see what they wrote on the note.

"Lord Wu has bad sex tonight. The time is half shorter than usual. There must be other friends elsewhere."

"Eh, who is this Lord Wu?"

Yang Feng couldn't help laughing. At the same time, he held his chest proudly and looked confident.

The corpse King walked by, checked it, and said with a smile, "report back to the leader. This is the information written last night. This Lord Wu is Baolong secret guard, commander of Chilong guard, Wu Gang."

Outwardly strong but inwardly weak, Wu Gang, you are also a man who looks so strong. He will make complaints about his bed. Ha ha ha... It's a real human being who can't be seen in the face. He is also a strong and tough guy.

Yang Feng shook his head playfully and asked, "but how do you know so much about his sex? Our spies are watching."

"Well, yes, look!"

"He's a big man. Can he stand being visited when he's in the shop?"

"There's no way, or he can't do it alone."

Uh!

Yang Feng suddenly understood what he meant: "that... Old corpse ghost, don't you mean, our spy is..."

"Yes, our spy is the outer room that Lord Wu likes most..."

Poof!

Before he finished speaking, Yang Feng almost took a mouthful of old blood and said in surprise, "that is to say, his outer room is a walking corpse?"

"That's right!"

"When he went to bed... Didn't he feel it?"

"Hey, sect leader, you should believe in my skills. The walking corpses I refined are no different from real people, even when I'm in a private room. Hey, hey, hey."

Uh!

His face stiffened involuntarily. Yang Feng took another look at the note in his hand and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Alas, poor old Wu, if he knew that it was a corpse that slept with him every night, I don't know how he would feel.

I sympathize with you!

Yang Feng sighed and checked the other information about Wu Gang. He saw a note that said: "Lord Wu is very angry today, because the subordinate named Yang Feng is completely out of control, but he doesn't dare to tell the emperor. He seems incompetent, so he can only vent his anger here and scold Yang Feng's ancestors for 180 times. In addition, he also sent ye Xianer and Zhang yonglie to monitor the Yang family and Ji Shishi's every move, but he hasn't gained anything now."

"I knew those girls were spies, so they were isolated at every meeting at home. Hey, hey... Lao Wu, you old spy, sure enough, are watching me. I don't sympathize with you, Jie!"

Yang Feng grinned at the corners of his mouth