Quickly pass through: Crazy batch of bosses are so popular that they become popular

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and Si Jin received a summons from Xie Bi'an.

"I have taken Sushan's soul away, but... there is still a remnant soul in the Taoist temple. Do you need me to take him with me?"

Si Jin was amused when he saw it, "Remnant soul?"

Xie Bi'an quickly returned the message, "Yes, he is a young man. I don't know what he has experienced. Three souls and seven souls are actually missing two souls. He looks crazy."

Si Jin's eyes flashed slightly, "No, just keep it, he is still useful."

Wouldn't it be an advantage for him to let Qu Heng die easily?

So what if he has to go through hell when he gets down there?

Those are not the pains she inflicted personally!

There are some things that you still have to do yourself, that would be fun, right?

Putting down the phone, 857 was still sighing, "Nowadays, Hell is really keeping up with the times and has not been left behind at all. Look how quickly Bai Wuchang's messages are sent!"

"Haha, there's no talent left. If there's no talent, wouldn't there still be geniuses? Mr. Qiao is still down there."

The elderly are re-employed and continue to contribute to the communications industry.

Well, very good.

The school had started, and Si Jin personally had a talk with his head teacher and deeply reviewed his mistakes in the last semester.

The head teacher was also from this age group. Seeing that he realized the horror of rebellion, he did not criticize him harshly, and even encouraged Si Jin with pleasure.

"You are never afraid of taking a few detours in life. As long as you correct the direction in time, you will have a promising future."

Si Jin patted his chest again to reassure himself, and then entered into intense study.

At first, her classmates were a little unconvinced. Several gangsters in the school who were known to be unlearned and unskilled even came to her, but she seriously rejected them.

Looking out the window, the sun is shining brightly, and the heat of the autumn tiger is evident.

Si Jin quietly put down his cell phone, glanced at the geography teacher who was talking about him drowsily on the podium, bent down and slipped out the door.

She was going to ask for leave from her homeroom teacher and go to the Taoist temple on the mountain during the day to bring Qu Heng back.

"Hey! Kong Sijin! What are you doing!"

A clear female voice suddenly sounded, waking up the stunned classmates and attracting the attention of the geography teacher.

Si Jin's back stiffened and he stood up straight with a smile, "Haha, teacher, my stomach hurts a little. I don't want to disturb your concentration in the lecture, so I just thought I would go out and deal with it before coming back."

Geography teachers are notoriously serious and rigid, but Si Jin's interest in this subject is almost zero.

As someone who is in charge of countless planes, what kind of mountains, rivers, and weather trends are unclear to her?

How could she be interested in a small part of the hidden content?

"Kong Sijin, you are already 16 years old. Your almost mature body will not cause you trouble just because you go to the bathroom late, don't you think?"

Nowadays, little kids like to pretend to be mature, and the geography teacher calmly waits for her to slap her in the face.

Unexpectedly, Si Jin broke the rules and said, "Teacher, you are right, I won't pretend anymore. There is something at home, and I would like to take an afternoon off."

The geography teacher's smile was stuck on his face, neither up nor down. He glared at Pi Si Jin angrily and waved his hand.

"Go, go, don't delay your family affairs."

Just as Si Jin was about to politely thank you, he heard him add another sentence, "By the way, if your score in the midterm test is still short and lean, I might go to your home to display it and talk to your parents about it." The ‘big thing’ today.”

Si Jin: "..."

She stiffly thanked him and hurriedly packed a few books and fled the classroom.

857 was rolling with laughter, "Hahahaha! Boss, you have today too! Hahaha..."

Si Jin didn't like it being noisy, so he gently locked it in a small dark room.

I took a taxi and went straight to the Taoist Temple in the middle of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain in September, the breeze blows.

Si Jin was in a relaxed and happy mood and felt that he was halfway up the mountain in less than 2 minutes.

He removed the barrier, opened the courtyard door and walked in.

"click~"

There was a sound of broken glass. Si Jin raised his foot and saw that it was a mobile phone.

No need to guess who the owner of the phone was, Si Jin pulled it aside with his feet and walked in coldly.

The Taoist temple was already dilapidated, and now it is in ruins, as if it had been baptized by a typhoon.

After searching around for a long time, Si Jin finally found the lifeless Sushan Xiandao and Qu Heng who only had one breath left in the woodshed in the backyard.

Sushan's immortal hair was as long as a chicken coop, and it was covered with grass clippings and unknown dirt. If he shaved it off carefully, it would be enough for the Swallow Gate to settle down.

The body was even more tattered, with arms and legs missing and bloody, and he looked like he was dying.

The Xuanmen Taoism that once brought him countless benefits is nothing more than a passing moment now.

Looking at Qu Heng, he wasn't doing much better. His right hand was missing. It must have been chopped off by the crazy Su Shan.

The broken part was wrapped with rags, one leg was bent in a weird way, the cheeks were sunken and the cheekbones were protruding, and he no longer had the charm of a sunny and cheerful boy.

It looks a lot like the photos in the mailbox.

Si Jin was very satisfied with the result of the two people falling in love and killing each other, but it was a pity that her low-level Bigu Pill could only last for 21 days, otherwise it would be rude.

Qu Heng's mental state was obviously not right, his eyes were dull and dull, and his mouth kept opening and closing as if he was talking about something.

Si Jin didn't care about these things. He put the people into sacks and threw them into space and walked down the mountain.

There was nothing at the foot of the mountain. Si Jin slapped his head and said, "It's over! People are stupid if they just focus on studying every day."

Looking at the secluded mountain road with no one around, Si Jin fell silent.

She should have just asked the taxi to wait for her.

Hey--

At this moment, there was a "chugging" sound coming from behind.

Si Jin heard the news and saw an open-top tractor turning in the distance.

After struggling for three seconds between using the teleportation charm and stopping the tractor to ask for help, Si Jin decisively raised his arm to ask for help.

"Uncle! Uncle, give me a ride!"

The tractor stopped in front of Si Jin, emitting black smoke, and the driver frowned and spoke.

"Who do you call uncle? I'm only 25, and I don't even have a partner! What uncle do you call me?"

Si Jin was stunned, took another closer look, and scratched his head guiltily.

"Sorry, I'm short-sighted and can't see clearly. Brother, can you hold me for a while? I'm going back to the city. Are you on your way?"

The driver smiled and said, "Come up here."

"Thumbs up..."

The tractor started and the car raced across the road in black smoke.

Si Jin grabbed the armrest of the car and tilted his head against the wind.

She swore that if she made similar mistakes again, she would crush the system and be bored for the rest of her life!