Patriarch enjoys meal

Not long after hanging there, Tao Zhai's phone rang again. This time the caller was much more sincere and urgent, and no longer pretended to be mysterious. After thinking for a few seconds, Zhou already accepted the order.

The closed high school is located in the mountains on the outskirts of Xincheng... At this juncture, with just these two pieces of information, Zhou Jiran can be 99% sure that there is Kunmu's handwriting in it!

He doesn't think that his reputation is so big that he can find this kind of business by himself.

It's always troublesome to come to the door.

Zhou already felt that this was Kunmu's challenge to him.

Then you must not be cowardly!

Fortunately, he worked overtime these two days to prepare a lot of talismans and magic weapons, and he had enough ammunition.

Wencang High School is a well-known private high school in the new city, with a beautiful environment and strong teachers, and the annual repayment rate is stable at more than 95%. It is a holy place for the college entrance examination in the hearts of many parents and students.

However, as stable as the repayment rate is its annual suicide quota.

Greater than or equal to three, every year.

"...Our Wencang High School achieved great results again this year! In a class of 50 students, 48 ​​students scored more than 600 points in the college entrance examination..." The dean of Wencang High School kept talking along the way. , speaking impassionedly about the brilliance this school has created over the years.

The polite smile on Zhou Zhiran's face has stiffened.

He didn't expect so many people to come, and there are more than 30 here now, and it is said that there are still on the way.

Is this trying to engage in metaphysics 101? !

And does the director who leads the way know what their school invited them to do?

They're here to get rid of evil spirits!Not here to visit the school!Please look squarely at the group of monks behind you, most of whom are wearing Taoist and monk robes!

The teaching director treated them as the parents of the students who came to visit the school, and he just opened his mouth. He talked about the management plan for the students, but he didn't mention the reason for inviting them to come.

Just talking to himself, he brought them to the dormitory.

"Our school's places are in short supply every year, and you are here at the right time! The last batch of high school seniors graduated, and just came out with an empty dormitory building. Otherwise, your residences have not been found yet." I gave each of them a dormitory key. Finally, they finally talked about the point they were concerned about, "Please wait patiently. When the masters are all here, our vice-principal will come to receive them in person."

Although everyone was a little dissatisfied with this school's saucy operation, but for the sake of money, they still got the keys and went to their respective dormitories to wait.

Zhou Ji hadn't thought that he would live in the school dormitory again, and it was still such a simple and crowded eight-person dormitory.

Zhou Jiran took a look at the small balcony that comes with the dormitory: "This school is also strictly guarded. There are only three floors in the dormitory building, and each balcony is equipped with protective fences. It looks like a birdcage. How much is this?" I'm afraid that students will be overwhelmed."

Tao Jiang touched the quilt cover prepared by the school on the bed, and frowned.The floor arrangement of this dormitory building is just the opposite of that of all grades, and the seniors live on the first floor.The humidity on the first floor is already heavy, not to mention that it is still in the mountains.

"This quilt is not dry, so it cannot be covered."

"It's okay! Just bake it with the five-yang talisman!" Zhou Jiran took out a talisman from his bag and threw it into the quilt. Not to mention quilts, I’m afraid socks are not easy to dry in autumn and winter.”

Before coming in, Zhou had carefully observed the only dormitory building in Wencang High School.

It doesn't look fancy from the outside, the building is narrow and long, and there is a long corridor from the door of the dormitory, and there are small dormitories on both sides of the corridor.

Very common school dormitory layout.

If you don't want to find something special, it's probably because the corridor is too long. The lights in the corridor are not very bright, and it's so dark that you can't see the end at a glance.

And because there is only one dormitory building, it is mixed with men and women. There is a door in the middle of the corridor, and the girl at the end is the boy at the end.

I don't know what the school's logistics department is thinking, but it still pretends to be an iron gate that can be seen through at a glance.

The effect of the Five Yang Talisman was immediate, and the quilt was dried and warmed in a short time.Zhou Jiran continued to bake the quilt for Tao Jiang with some pride.

"This effect is much stronger than that of Little Sun. I think we can make a fortune selling Wuyang Talismans in winter!"

Tao Jiang glanced at the well-prepared daily necessities in the dormitory, feeling inexplicably uneasy: "It seems that the school wants to keep us here."

"So many people have been invited, the picture is probably not small..." Seeing Tao Jiang frowned slightly, Zhou Jiran changed his voice, "But it's okay, you can't force us to go through the third year of high school again? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid !"

"Before I came here, I sent a message to Daoist Fang and the others. If we lose our contact, they will come to rescue us immediately."

......

The auntie in the school cafeteria packed the dinner for them and delivered it to the door of the dormitory. Zhou already went out to get the food for the two of them, and when he looked up, he saw a familiar face.

Oh, it's called a broken throat and no one came to save them.

"Fang Daochang, why are you here?" Did something unexpected happen?

Fang Xuanzhen looked serious, approached Zhou Weiran, and said quickly in a low voice: "The seven-star command flag, a magical artifact of my master's gate, was stolen. According to the GPS tracker installed in the flag handle, it is confirmed that the command flag is here now."

"Stolen by Kunmu?"

"That's right! That guy Kunmu stole the Qixing Lingqi by stealing the flag. There must be a conspiracy! This matter is of great importance, and it has been reported to the Taoist Association. We just need to be careful, and when the elders of the Taoism arrive, Kunmu will definitely be innocent." There is nowhere to escape!"

Fang Xuanzhen's teacher's Qianyang temple is one of the best Taoist temples in the metaphysics world, but he has stumbled so many times on Kunmu's body. This time even the treasure of the town temple was stolen, which can be regarded as a big embarrassment in the Taoist sect.

Old hatred plus new hatred, it's time to merge.

Zhou Jiran didn't know how to comment on this matter, and complained wildly in his heart, did you Qianyangguan install GPS in the flag handle to deal with this kind of flag being stolen?It took you four or five days for the flag to be stolen before you found out. If it wasn’t for the fact that Kun’s wood didn’t match his body, and he gritted his teeth and ran out of the country, then what’s the use of your GPS?

Endured and endured, Zhou Jiran couldn't hold back anymore, and asked tentatively: "May I ask, is the Seven-Star Order flag usually used in your temple as a um... mascot for people to visit, or is there a practical use? "

"This seven-star command flag was made by the first temple master of Qianyang Temple, and it has been more than [-] years! Although it is regarded as the treasure of the town temple, the command flag will also be asked to protect the Dharma when doing things in the temple and practicing the altar. "Fang Xuanzhen's tone was quite proud, "In the past few days, I have only used two dharma conferences in a row..."

"Hmm...so I used the fake flag twice...did I find out..." Zhou already couldn't explain it all. Can't feel the difference?I feel that this antique order flag is a bit of a failure as a magic weapon of Taoism.

Fang Xuanzhen was also a little embarrassed, and argued: "The Qixing Command Flag is not for those who have profound skills. In fact, in our view, the brothers of this generation ask for the command flag to do it. It's just a psychological effect, and they didn't use it for thousands of years. One-third the potency..."

Understood, it's a mascot even if you're addicted to your hands.

"However, many years ago, I saw a scene where it really worked!" Fang Xuanzhen looked nostalgic, "I was only seven or eight years old at that time, and the priest invited his friend to observe the practice, and that was a real celestial master! With the seven-star command flag in his hands, he summons the gods and generals of the Yin soldiers, who can use his arms and fingers freely! The scene is grand and full of gods and ghosts!"

"That was the first time I saw such a powerful Taoism. Although it has been more than 30 years, it seems like yesterday when I think about it..."

Seven or eight years old...more than 30 years have passed...

Zhou Jiran looked at the very young Taoist priest in front of him in confusion: "Are you Guigeng this year?"

"I'll be 38 in the second half of this year." Fang Xuanzhen sighed, "Time flies like water and never looks back..."

Zhou already returned to the dormitory with two boxes of meals in awe of the baby-faced crowd, and told Tao Jiang the news he had just learned.

"...No one is answering now, we have to be more careful, you must keep the talisman I gave you before you come, there is an amulet inside."

Tao Jiang nodded in response, and secretly decided to let go of her five senses, so as to know what happened in time.

Now Tao Jiang has adapted a lot to his keen five senses. Although he has not reached the point where he can retract and release freely, he can already control the range by himself. If the position is high enough and wide enough, he can be compared to a monitor with sound!

Once the five senses were released, Tao Jiang was a little puzzled: "Why are there so many people in the school? It's not a holiday now?"

The meals in the canteen of Wencang High School are customized by a professional nutritionist. The combination of meat and vegetables is quite delicious. Zhou Jizhen is very happy to eat: "95% of the re-cost rate comes from this. This school implements unified management of students, and there are few holidays. pitiful."

After Tao Jiang finished eating, Zhou already packed the lunch boxes of the two of them together and went to the place where they had just picked up the lunch boxes to return the lunch boxes.After stacking the lunch boxes neatly into the dining car, he looked up and saw the person he didn't want to look at again.

It was more decent to meet Kunmu this time.

The monk's robe embroidered with scriptures in gold and silver thread is appropriate and luxurious. Although the rosary in his hand is not as good as the string that Zhou Weiran dismantled, it is still shining with pearls. The wide lotus branches are wrapped around a golden hoop, which perfectly covers the hideous wound where the head and body are separated.

His bald head felt a little brighter.

What a fancy and coquettish fake monk!

He greeted Zhou Jiran generously: "Meet you again, the poor monk and fellow Taoist Zhou really have a good relationship."

Zhou is already tired of his pretending that nothing happened, and the gentle and quiet years.

The first time you see a teahouse, you will know which road you are on.

The second meeting greeted with bricks.

For the third time, labor and management can even count how many intestines you have!

There are people accompanying him, one is the dean who brought them in earlier, and the other seems to be of a higher level, maybe the vice-principal who said before that he will come to receive them in person when everyone is ready.

Damn, when we came, the parents of the students were visiting the campus. This guy is directly treated by the leaders to inspect the work.

Judging by the vice-principal's flattering attitude towards him, it's not easy.

Thoughts turned sharply in his heart, Zhou Jiran still had a steady face, and squeezed out a smile: "It's not shallow, I haven't seen you for a few days, the master has become more and more...human."

He almost blurted out that he looked like a dog. It's not good to ridicule people so bluntly. Fortunately, he changed his words in time.

But that doesn't sound like a good thing either.

As soon as Zhou Zhiran said these words, there was a burst of silver bell-like laughter on the opposite side.

"Little Taoist is still so interesting~"

The female ghost Jingshu came out slowly from behind Kunmu and the others. Her long hair, which was originally dark and smooth, turned into exquisite big waves. The temperament of an elite in the workplace.

An aggressive and sharp beauty, quite attractive to men.

The middle-aged dean, who had been talking about the rate of admission to higher education in front of them before, took a sneak peek at them.

Zhou Jiran crossed his arms, looked them around, and pointed out: "Be humble, you guys are more interesting, I was thinking that you invited so many people from the Taoist sect, it's not like expelling evil spirits, it's more like engaging Draft."

He laughed sarcastically, but was dragged down by Li Divorce, there was no irony but only a smile: "Even the judges have feelings, so they are well prepared."

Kunmu stared at him for a few seconds, then turned and left with an inexplicable smile on his face, followed by Jingshu.

The two from Wencang High School immediately followed suit.

Before turning around, the dean glared at him with an air of shocking the school's thorns.

Zhou Jiran stared back on the spot without showing any weakness.

Even if IQ is still running a school, I don't even think about which serious monk will be surrounded by such a woman with strong colors.

The author has something to say: Zhou Weiran: Who doesn't have a beauty assistant yet!