Unexpectedly, once in a while, Zheng Shaoyang kept muttering in my ears throughout the day: "My admiration for you is like a surging river, or like the Yellow River flooding and uncontrollable..."

At that time, I thought these words were very fresh, and later I found out that this guy looked at from the movie.

After finally returning home from evening study, I finally got rid of his nagging.

While practicing, as usual, I left my body and came outside the Sizhou courtyard.

I was disappointed again, and no one had the idea of ​​making Buddha treasures.

Could it be that other practitioners are not interested in the so-called Buddha treasures? I was still thinking about this question in my mind when I rode a bicycle to school in the early morning.

I was thinking about things in my mind, so I naturally didn’t pay attention to the atmosphere in the classroom.

When I was about to walk to the seat, I suddenly felt aroused and my head suddenly woke up.

Evil energy, evil energy again!!

I clearly felt that there was a black evil spirit near my seat, which was stronger than last night.

If you think the first time was an accident, it was obviously not the case this time, but someone deliberately did it.

When you sit back in your seat, the masculine energy in your body will quickly dispel the evil energy.

But the confusion in my heart has not been resolved. Who is targeting me? I have always been a very low-key person and have basically not caused trouble.

Brother Shanji?! I suddenly thought that I had really messed with a few people two days ago. At that time, I thought these gangsters had stopped after seeing my combat effectiveness, but I didn’t expect that they would give up and planned to settle the score later.

Humph... If a person doesn't offend me, I won't offend others, and a tiger doesn't show off his power to be a sick cat!!

Since you dare to provoke me, you must pay the price for your actions.

Just as he was thinking, Zheng Shaoyang came in after running and his first sentence was still: "Brother Hao, do you know that our school was haunted again last night, in the boys' dormitory!!"

Before I could ask, he had already told the story.

Last night, someone got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, but found several children floating around in the corridor.

The man was so scared that he shouted, alarming everyone in half of the dormitory building.

It was not because he saw the blurry sight. The first few students who came to hear the sound saw it with their own eyes. Several children finally passed the window at the end of the corridor and disappeared.

"The land of our school used to be a pile of graves..."

"I heard that a lot of skeletons were dug out when building a dormitory building, and the school also asked Taoist priests to do rituals."

...

The haunted school has a great influence. During morning self-study, I heard classmates discussing from time to time.

What is going on? Logically speaking, in places like male sleepers, there is a strong masculine qi and blood, and ordinary ghosts are too late to hide, so how could they get there?

I felt that things were getting more and more complicated, and I couldn't help but think of using my spiritual sense to explore. Now I'm increasingly experiencing the wonderful use of spiritual sense. It's like an invisible big net, which puts everything within hundreds of meters around it into it, and no movement can escape my visit.

There was indeed evil spirit in the boy's dormitory building. Those ghosts were not simple, so Brother Shanji and the others should not be invited... Thinking of this, my spiritual sense quickly retracted.

In another teaching building, Brother Shanji was sleeping on his seat. The three yang fires on his body were stronger than those of ordinary students, but I didn’t feel the evil spirits.

It wasn't him... I almost found the wrong target.

Who was interested in me? Then he drove away the ghosts and appeared in the male dormitory building.

I spent the whole class thinking about this issue, but in the end I didn’t think of it.

I didn't think about it anymore, and finally decided to respond to changes in the same situation and stay in school tonight to see what happened. Now I don't have any counterattacks at all, so I naturally have a lot of courage.

After morning study, I went to the cafeteria for dinner, and I still heard a lot of people talking about haunted things.

After the second class, we finished the break and just returned to the classroom, the latest developments in the haunted incident came: Director Cao of the school teaching department led three Taoist priests into the school and was checking in the boys' dormitory building.

A few classmates wanted to come over to see Xiqi, but they were driven away before they could get close. Now the door of the boy's dormitory building is locked and no one is allowed to enter again.

Taoist priest... I immediately thought of Taoist priest Xuanming from Haichan Palace.

God moved with his heart, and everything on campus became clear again.

I saw a young Taoist priest standing at the door of the male bedroom, holding a long and narrow box in his hands. I have seen this person before, and it was the young child who followed Taoist Xuanming two days ago. Since he has come, Taoist Xuanming should be here too.

My life experience is completely attracted by the box in his hand... Aura!

Through the spiritual sense, I felt a sword inside, and the sword body was filled with a hint of spiritual energy and evil spirit... The sword was originally a fierce object, and it was normal to have evil spirits. Especially the killing soldiers who drank human blood were invisibly tempered by resentment, and were even the nemesis of the Yin Gods and Ghosts in the world, and they could be used to ward off evil spirits.

The Taoist priest was holding a sword box in his hand, and there were some rune marks on it, including murderous aura, evil aura, and spiritual aura intertwined each other. I had just used my spiritual sense to explore for a few seconds, and I felt the sword buzzing in the box, piercing into the spiritual sense...

I never thought that the evil aura contained in the sword could not only suppress the ghosts and ghosts, but also disturb the spiritual consciousness.

It should be the flying sword that Taoist Master Xuanming once cast. I thought to myself, and I swept through the sword box and continued to look for the old Taoist priest.

At this moment, he was walking back and forth in the corridor on the third floor with strange steps.

No... My spiritual sense stayed on Taoist Xuanming for less than three seconds, and he suddenly turned his head and looked out. His eyes were like torches, as if they were burning fire.

Then I felt a pain in my brain, and my spiritual consciousness was like a tightened rubber band, which quickly retracted.

Only after a few breaths can the vital energy in the body return to normal.

This old Taoist priest is indeed powerful. He can actually feel the spiritual sense peeking away so far away.

Judging from the situation just now, Taoist Master Xuanming is obviously going to intervene. Will I come tonight? Since the last time the Yin Shen was injured, I have been afraid of this old Taoist priest.

Come, why not? If you cannot eliminate the fear in your heart in time, it will accumulate over time. In the future, when I meet an old Taoist priest, I can only retreat, which is not conducive to the Taoist heart.

They do theirs, and I do mine, and they will not affect each other. Even if I really encounter old Taoist priests, I don’t have the means of protecting myself.

You have to do the preparations earlier to avoid being in a hurry. At noon, I made an exception to ride a bicycle and left school on my bike.

When my parents saw me appear at the doorstep, they were surprised and asked me what was going on.

"I left in a hurry in the morning and forgot to take a book." After that, I got into the house and brought all the talismans drawn in the drawer. Before leaving, I explained to my parents: "I won't come back to stay tonight, so I'll make do with my cousin's place for one night."

"No, do you want to play games with him? You have to come back." My mother disagreed without saying anything, and her words were very firm. My cousin had already shown signs of becoming crazy and becoming a demon when playing games. For this reason, she was beaten up by her godfather several times, but it didn't work at all. My mother was afraid that I would learn bad things from him.

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