Inheriting the old celestial master at the beginning, invite me out of the supernatural bureau

"???"

Seeing Zhang Qingxuan's leaving back, Li Luo was stunned.

Obviously already biting the thread, how could it be unhooked again?

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"Humph!"

Watching the back of Zhang Qingxuan leaving for a long time, she stomped her feet vigorously, pouted her mouth and hummed coquettishly to herself: "I just wanted Brother Tianshi to admit that you had seen the album, but I didn't expect Brother Tianshi to be so clever."

"But next, Brother Tianshi, you must not regret your cleverness!"

As she spoke, a strong cunning appeared on her expression, but her face turned red again inexplicably...

What is it all about!

Arriving at the residence arranged by the old village head, Zhang Qingxuan listened to the faint sound of anthracite burning, thought about what happened just now, sighed leisurely, and lay on the bed with his head up.

He opened the system panel and took a look.

Just now, the two B-level wampes gave [-] points and [-] points respectively.

Adding the original [-] points, there are a total of [-] points.

It is still more than half away from being able to draw prizes from the platinum prize pool...

Twenty platinum prize pool draws are required to unlock the diamond prize pool.

Now I have drawn five times, and there are still fifteen times left. That is to say, there is still a difference of 03150 million points. After subtracting the 140 points, there is still a difference of [-] points...

Hey.

A long way to go.

I just don't know what will be in the diamond prize pool...

Thinking secretly, Zhang Qingxuan soon fell asleep.

When he woke up, he was heard by a distant noise.

Zhang Qingxuan, who was completely sleepy all of a sudden, put on his Taoist robe, walked out of the house and yard quickly, and came to the street.

Not far from the street, a group of villagers gathered, and people from the Supernatural Bureau were also there. It seemed that something had happened.

"what happened?"

Zhang Qingxuan stepped forward to ask.

"Zhang Tianshi."

When Wu Zongkui heard the question, he turned his head and took a look. After seeing that it was Zhang Qingxuan, he quickly stepped aside so that Zhang Qingxuan could fully see what they were surrounded by.

It was on the brick wall, two lines written in scarlet handwriting, with a strong smell of blood, written in blood.

Those are two lines of poetry.

"All the evils in the world are my generation, and I will let the sun and the moon change into a new sky..."

Zhang Qingxuan read it softly.

I don't know the meaning, but from the literal meaning, this is obviously not a good word.

However, the focus of discussion gathered here is not the meaning of these two poems.

It's about who wrote it and how it was written!

"Last night, we allocated half of the people to martial law, and the entire village was almost heavily fortified, and the latest equipment was also used, but we didn't see anything suspicious at all, and we didn't capture any energy fluctuations... "

Wu Zongkui told Zhang Qingxuan.

"Nothing happened, why was it written in blood all over the wall?"

Zhang Qingxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and at this moment, he already had the answer in his heart.

Although he fell asleep last night, even in his sleep, his spiritual consciousness was still unfolding.

Not to mention being so close to him.

Even in the whole village, he could catch even the slightest bit of evil aura anywhere.

However, he didn't notice any of it last night.

This shows what?

It shows that the comers are either stronger than his cultivation base, and a much stronger existence, or some puppets with no attack ability controlled by only a little soul power.

The former, obviously not.

Much stronger than Zhang Qingxuan?

Zhang Qingxuan didn't know if there was such a thing in this world, but if it really existed, then the other party could do it directly, so why bother to write such a paragraph in a sneaky way?

and so……

"The person who wrote this word should not be evil, but something like a puppet."

Zhang Qingxuan said.

"puppet?"

Wu Zongkui and others were all taken aback: "Then what is the meaning behind these words?"

Zhang Qingxuan shook his head.

It means anyone can read it.

but the meaning...

If you don't understand the cause and effect, how can you understand the meaning?

"Forget it, everyone, go back and get ready. The plan remains the same. We will start on time at eight o'clock."

Wu Zongkui thought for a while, then shook his head and said to everyone.

Their plan is to take the initiative and go into the mountains to find the Huangxian Temple.

If you are passive, you will be beaten.

And the location of Huangxian Temple...

Whether it's the old village chief or the immortal family in that drum, they can only give a general idea.

Because the Huangxian Temple, you can find it when you want it to be found, and you can’t find it when you don’t want it to be found, so you can only go to the approximate location and rely on Zhang Qingxuan’s methods to find something more exact location.

It's only six o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Qingxuan naturally had no plans to go back to sleep.

There is an iron kettle beside the carbon stove.

Having nothing to do, Zhang Qingxuan made a pot of water, picked up a teacup, and took out a couple of spirit teas that he had drawn a long time ago from the storage space, squeezed a little, and brewed it.

all of a sudden.

The fragrance of the tea is overflowing, making people feel refreshed and refreshed. After Zhang Qingxuan took a sip, this feeling became even more intense.

It turned out to be the case.

Zhang Qingxuan understood.

This tea is actually used to cultivate spiritual consciousness!

Tsk tsk, the things produced by the system are indeed not waste.

He took out another [-] catties of jerky drawn from the bronze prize pool, and pulled a piece. In the early morning, eating jerky while drinking a sip of hot tea, watching the snow-covered mountain village outside the window, is also a good idea. A pleasant affair.

"Ok?"

"what is this?"

However, Zhang Qingxuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and after opening them again, he found that...

I don't know when there was something extra on my bed.

White.

Stands out on a red sackcloth quilt.

Zhang Qingxuan reached out and picked it up.

"puff!"

Two long dragons of tea almost sprayed out from his nostrils.

swimsuit! ?

It was the girl who secretly released it just now while she was out... Zhang Qingxuan knew it without even thinking about it.

but……

She actually brought a swimsuit in winter?Could it be that what she said was true?Are you really going to watch the real version for yourself?

wrong!

Absolutely not!

My judgment last night was absolutely correct...

Zhang Qingxuan rubbed his chin with his hand, and began to analyze.

For some reason, she really brought this swimsuit.

Last night, they tried to hook me up by telling me that they had really seen the photo album, so as to catch me, but I sternly refused after seeing it through.

So, while she was away, she put the swimsuit on her bed.

The purpose is to make myself regret the decision I made yesterday after seeing it, then scratch my head, and even take the initiative to find her in the end.

Bitch girl, bitch girl, it's you.

But you forgot to count it in.

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That is, brother, I am not a lustful person.

Suddenly, a piece of paper fell out.

There are four big characters written on it.

Original Oh!

puff! ! !

There was no tea in Zhang Qingxuan's mouth.

Now, almost spurting blood!

Fortunately, he experienced the baptism of the little policewoman, otherwise, his mother would not be able to handle this move!

Shaking his head and sighing, Zhang Qingxuan thought to himself, this little bitch is plotting against him, so that when she cries in the future.

As for crying...

He wants to use the best method.

Later, let her spit on herself...

There is no escape!

Thinking about it, Zhang Qingxuan's mouth curled into a narrow smile.

He picked up both things.

Put it in the storage space first, so as not to be seen by others, and ruin your reputation for the rest of your life...

however.

Zhang Qingxuan just picked them up one by one.