When the Xuanmen master meets a supernatural plot

"Nearly a thousand years of history?" Qin Jin raised his head, the shock in his eyes still lingering: "What do you think? Yes! ... I almost forgot that you are cultivators, so you naturally have your own methods."

Xu Wuqiu looked at the bones under the deep pit, and his eyes gradually darkened. In his right eye, the bones in that pit were replaced by another picture...

Numerous white bones began to change shape and change positions, piecing together one after another.Those bodies gradually grew flesh and put on clothes that did not belong to this era.

They stood up and walked up and down under the pit.

Different from normal people, they have dull eyes and dark complexion, like walking dead.

The night was slightly cool, and the moonlight shone in the pit. No one knew that Xu Wuqiu saw two kinds of pictures.

This seemingly heaven-defying ability, for Xu Wuqiu, has existed since he was a child.His face was as usual, observing the clothes of those people...

Some of them wore Tang Dynasty clothes with collars and right lapels, and some wore Ming Dynasty-style clothes whose tops were longer than their bottoms... They were obviously not from the same dynasty, but they were buried in the same place.

Most of the people inside were blue and purple, as if they were suffocated to death.

Is it buried alive?Xu Wuqiu's eyes were slightly cold. If it was really buried alive, then...by what?

No one would be bored to find the tomb of the former dynasty, dig it up, and then bury the people of this dynasty in it, or even bury several dynasties together.

Now there are two guesses, one is that there is something under here, and people from many dynasties went to find it, but they were buried alive due to lack of ability.

The second is that they were innocent people, and they happened to pass by the surface at that time, accidentally stepped on something, triggered something, and died in the same place.

The pit in front of me is not deep, so even if there is something really buried underneath, it will never be found at the current depth.

Thinking of the copper plate he saw just now and his guess just now, Xu Wuqiu is 90.00% sure that there is definitely something underneath!It even has a lot to do with the fallen ghost that Ying Xuanhuai said just now.

At this time, Ying Xuanhuai, who had lived in this world for an unknown amount of time, directly told the truth.

"In the Battle of the Conferred Gods, countless demons conferred the gods in one fell swoop. It seemed to be an extremely glorious era, but there were still many people who fell in that era. Fallen ghost...she was not called a fallen ghost, but because she was willing to fall, One thought entered the ghost world, and was called a fallen ghost by the people at that time.

At that time, there were many conferred gods, and with her ability, she couldn't match the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, so she was sealed underground. "

"Underground?" Xu Wuqiu murmured, "Under the surface?"

"It's not all..." Ying Xuanhuai looked at Xu Wuqiu with his eyes: "Now it's below the surface of the earth, but in the past it was...below the [-]th floor of hell!"

Eighteen layers of hell... Xu Wuqiu suddenly thought of the truck driver before. What happened to that person later seemed to be a scene of hell?

And that location... near No. [-] Middle School?

So it's no accident.

"Then that evil spirit..."

"If there is no accident... it slipped out of the fallen ghost."

"Sneak out?" Qin Jin on the side frowned: "It's been safe and sound for so many years..."

"So I'm afraid there is something wrong with the seal."

"If the seal can't hold the fallen ghost, will there be any harm?"

"The catastrophe of the world..."

Qin Jin's expression froze: "Is there any solution?"

Ying Xuanhuai glanced at Qin Jin: "Yes."

"any solution?"

Ying Xuanhuai looked indifferent: "I'll just kill her later."

Qin Jin: "..." Then why are you laying so much groundwork? !

Xu Wuqiu: "..." As expected of my man, he is so strong!

Qin Jin had planned to ask Ying Xuanhuai to take action now, but Ying Xuanhuai shook his head: "Although things cannot be delayed, now is not the time."

"why?"

"I have the ability to kill her, but I can't guarantee that the monstrous evil under the ground will not leak out."

As soon as Qin Jin saw Ying Xuanhuai's expression, he immediately understood what he meant.

"You mean, there are too many teachers and students living in this school, and once the evil spirit leaks out, it will definitely cause harm to these people?"

"good."

"This is simple. Tomorrow, I will go to the Education Bureau to ask for instructions and give the school a few days off. However, President Ying will be needed to help when the time comes."

Ying Xuanhuai knew what Qin Jin was talking about. After all, the matter of evil spirits was too unreal, and it was obviously unconvincing to use this matter to give students a holiday.

Ying Xuanhuai, as the president of the Mysterious Art Union Association, what he said is the greatest proof of this matter.

"President..." Xu Wuqiu also thought of something: "I don't think it's useless to simply give students a vacation. After all, there are so many businesses and residents around the school. What if the evil spirit is not controlled and wanders to the outside world?"

Xu Wuqiu looked solemn: "This is a big event. Everyone in the Taoist sect should unite as one. I think if we call the people in the Taoist sect together, if the evil spirit leaks out, there will still be so many eyes staring at us... ..."

Ying Xuanhuai nodded, and patted Xu Wuqiu's head: "You are very thoughtful."

After making up his mind, Qin Jin drove Xu Wuqiu outside the school, and he drove Ying Xuanhuai to the local education bureau overnight.

As for Yan Xin, he went back to the dormitory alone after finishing the white wax figure.

Under the dim street lights, Xu Wuqiu stood where he was, looking at the shadow of the car that was getting farther and farther away from him, with deep eyes.

Finally, he turned around with a smile, took out the bank card that Qin Jin had secretly stuffed for him just now, and sighed.

He first went to the 24-hour self-service bank to withdraw some cash, and then went to a nearby commercial street.

The prosperity of the imperial capital is unimaginable to ordinary people. Although it is already late, there are still sporadic shops open.

Xu Wuqiu walked into a mobile phone store, looked at the array of products on the counter, chose one of the moderately priced mobile phones, and applied for a mobile phone card here.

Having finally got a mobile phone, he walked out of the mobile phone shop and stretched while looking at the bustling market. Tonight is a night of luxury and luxury!

In just two hours, he bought all the furniture he wanted to buy, and picked up a lot of small odds and ends, called a taxi and rushed back to Xuanmenghui overnight.

Seeing the familiar house number, Xu Wuqiu felt relaxed all over.

The moment he stepped into the gate, countless people stopped what they were doing, but within a few seconds they started to do what they were doing.

Only He Xi completely put down what he was doing, and hurried to the gate.

"Why did you come back alone? Where is the president?"

Xu Wuqiu was carrying big and small bags, and casually put them in He Xi's hands. He Xi's eyelids twitched, and he caught them subconsciously.

The young man's voice was a little lazy: "You are too lenient! The first time I saw you, I was so scared that even the president didn't dare to mention it."

"Cut!" He Xi curled his lips in disdain, but he didn't find any reason to refute.

"Hey..." Xu Wuqiu looked around: "Didn't everyone sense that I entered the door? Why didn't anyone come out to see?"

"Others are free, why should they look at you?"

"Look at what you said. After all, we will be colleagues in the future. How can we not get to know each other?"

Heh... He Xi didn't answer the call, but he has learned about Xu Wuqiu's temperament for so long, it seems that everyone should have a good "get together" today.

Ever since Xu Wuqiu entered the door, some people have noticed his presence. Some people may be a little curious, and they took a look at his appearance through their consciousness.

Hmm... Delicate... Well-behaved... It's indeed the President's preference.

But so what?What does it have to do with them?

Since the establishment of the Xuanmenghui, there has been a weak relationship among members of the sect. Even if new members join, they will continue as usual and nothing will happen.

This...is the Xuanmenghui!Repressed, indifferent and unappealing.

But from today, some things are different.Xu Wuqiu is like a fish, directly settled in this pool of stagnant water, bringing endless vitality to this unruly environment.

The members of the Xuanmenghui are doing their own things, some are practicing meditation, some are practicing gu and medicine, and some are learning some knowledge...

It was originally calm, but at the same time they heard a clear voice——

"Xu Wuqiu, I joined the Xuanmenghui not long ago, can you all meet me? Let's get acquainted with each other."

Someone's hand stopped, and his expression was a little surprised, but he still sat where he was.

"Oh? No one came out? After all, we will live together in the future..."

Xu Wuqiu yelled again with a louder voice, which made some people tremble.

Who is this?He didn't know the rules of Xuanmenghui!In thousands of years, when has anyone ever made a loud noise again? !

Although those people thought so, there was no sullen expression on their faces, and even their eyes, which were as deep as ancient wells, became more lively at this moment.

At this time, the voice rang again, but the words were not as polite as before.

"Did you fucking hear what I said?! Get out of here, everyone!"

This sound was like thunder on the ground, shocking everyone.

The noise was unprecedented, and the Xuanmenghui dared not have such foul language! !

This kid is too bold!At this moment, everyone couldn't sit still anymore, and they all went out of their rooms one by one, looking for the location of the voice.

Finally they saw the young man standing under the moonlight.

"It's really bold to make such a noise in Xuanmenghui in the middle of the night!!" A man in Taoist robe couldn't help scolding.

"Bold...?" Xu Wuqiu yawned: "It's just so-so."

"Great tongue! You know President Ying doesn't like people who speak vulgar words." He glanced up and down at Xu Wuqiu as he spoke, "Since you can join the Xuanmenghui, you shouldn't treat him like you were just now, so... ...It can be said to be a deception! You are really not afraid of being discovered by the president, and you can bear the unbearable consequences!"

Xu Wuqiu smiled: "If I dare to do this, it means that I am not afraid at all."

"You..." The man stretched out his hand to continue reprimanding, but found that Xu Wuqiu had already talked to this point, and there was no way to reprimand him now, so he could only change the subject.

"Why did you call us here late at night?"

As soon as he said this, He Xi quickly covered his face, wishing to stay away from this guy.

Xu Wuqiu smiled brightly, took out a small box from his pocket, and showed everyone.

"Everyone, it's late at night, are you playing cards?"

Everyone:? ? ? ! ! !

The author has something to say: Xu Wuqiu—Ping’s own strength, brought the cold and Taoist people to another style of painting.