In the afternoon, Wu Bei returned to the hospital to work. After getting off work at 5:30, he ate at a nearby restaurant. As soon as he sat down, three people from the Immortal Academy arrived.
The person in charge among the three was named Shen He. Wu Bei ordered food for them and said with a smile: "You're welcome, let's eat together."
Shen He and the others were flattered. They were the lowest level personnel in the Immortal Academy, and they did not expect that the head of Tianlong would be so polite to them.
After Wu Bei took a few bites, he put down his chopsticks and said, "Let's go over there at seven and find out what the other party wants to do first."
A few people had a few bites and hurried to the roof of the community. Looking down from the roof, they could clearly see everything happening downstairs.
Wu Bei brought two dragon guards over. He asked the dragon guards to monitor the area below, then took out a pack of cigarettes and gave some to Shen He.
A few people were sitting on the floor, smoking and chatting.
"Is your Immortal Academy very busy?" Wu Bei asked. He didn't know much about the Immortal Academy. He heard that the director of the Immortal Academy was a very powerful and ruthless person.
Shen He smiled and said, "It's not bad. Errand runners like us fly all over the country and can't take more than a few days off a year."
"I heard that your dean is a legend." He said.
Shen He suddenly showed a look of respect and said: "Of course. Our dean has received guidance from the sage in the capital, and he is considered to be half a disciple of the sage."
Wu Bei was moved. The saint who sat in Tianjing was said to be a strong man from prehistoric times and was supported by the whole country! The people he taught were naturally extraordinary!
Shen He said: "When the dean was seventeen years old, he perfectly handled the black Class C incident."
He explained to Wu Bei that within the Immortal Academy, various events are graded by color. The most terrifying ones are black events, followed by purple, red, blue, and white. Each color is divided into A, B, and so on. C and D level four.
Wu Bei: "What's your dean's name?"
Shen He shook his head: "We don't know, we usually call him Dean."
"Have you met your dean?" Wu Beixiao asked.
Shen He was a little embarrassed. He shook his head: "We are too low-level and have never met before."
Then he smiled and said: "However, we are very lucky to meet the dragon head today. We can use it to brag with our colleagues in the future."
Wu Bei: "I heard that your dean is an Immortal Lord from the Cave Realm?"
Shen He smiled bitterly: "I don't know about this either. But our dean has dealt with a black-level A-level incident. The monster in that incident was terrifyingly powerful. It is said to be at the level of the Immortal Lord."
While chatting, it was ten o'clock in the evening. A dragon guard whispered: "Dragon Head, there is someone here."
Wu Bei stood up and saw an old lady cleaning the house in her fifties with a miserable face.
She glanced left and right, then took out something and threw it into the position where the array was.
Shen He: "Dragon Head, do you want to take action?"
Wu Bei shook his head: "She was just ordered by someone, and that person was hiding in the dark."
As he spoke, he opened his mind and searched the community. Soon, a young man was walking on the road of the community. His eyes occasionally glanced at the old lady near the rockery.
When Wu Bei's spiritual thoughts locked onto him, he jumped up like a frightened rabbit and ran away like lightning.
Wu Bei said in a deep voice: "Catch him!"
The two dragon guards jumped down and chased the young man.
In less than three minutes, two dragon guards came back to revive themselves. One of them was carrying a young man. The young man was unconscious, with several broken ribs and the corners of his mouth covered in blood.
Wu Bei kicked him, and the latter opened his eyes and stared at him.
Wu Bei said calmly: "Tell me, why did you set up a vicious formation in the community."
The young man's face was expressionless and he said nothing.
Wu Bei: "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, I will hypnotize you."
The young man closed his eyes slightly, then opened them wide again, and asked, "Are you from the Immortal Academy?"
Wu Bei: "I am the head of Tianlong."
The young man was startled: "You are Dragon Head? How could Dragon Head come to such a small place!"
Wu Bei: "I'm asking you a question."
The young man thought for a moment and said, "I know why they let me kill people here."
Wu Bei frowned: "Is there someone else behind you?"
Young man: "Yes. That man asked me to kill people in the community. He said that as long as the number of deaths exceeded fifty, he would give me one hundred talisman. Before, I had always wondered why he killed people. Now I understand that his purpose was to kill people.
You were attracted here.”
Wu Bei's expression changed, and he immediately knew that this was a trap, and immediately said: "Retreat immediately!"
"It's too late." There was a trace of despair on the young man's face, "As long as the formation I set up is slightly modified, it will turn into a deadly formation. Everyone in the community will die, including you and me!"
Before he finished speaking, a powerful evil aura enveloped the surroundings between heaven and earth, and the community was suddenly enveloped in black mist.
Wu Bei was very calm and said loudly: "The person you want to kill is me. Why not, I will capture you without any effort!"
As he spoke, he raised his hands.
"Really? It seems that you are not stupid. You know that you have no chance to escape." An old voice sounded, and then a black shadow flew over and hit the ground in front of Wu Bei.
This is a pair of ancient death row prisoners' shackles. A hole in the middle is used to fix the neck, and small holes on both sides are used to fix the hands. At the same time, there is also a pair of shackles used to lock the person's feet.
The old voice said: "If you don't want people here to be buried with you, just put on the shackles!"
Wu Bei said calmly: "Okay!"
He said to Shen He: "Put shackles and shackles on me."
Shen He's face turned pale and he said: "Longshou, no! These people have no credibility at all."
Wu Bei said calmly: "I'm tired."
Seeing his persistence, Shen He gritted his teeth, immediately picked up the shackles, buckled them on Wu Bei, and put shackles on his feet at the same time.
Wu Bei now looks like a prisoner on death row in ancient times, unable to move his hands and feet at all. Moreover, these shackles and shackles are magic weapons. They continuously release hidden power, suppressing Wu Bei's whole body's strength, making him unable to even use his spiritual thoughts.
He was originally in a period of severe illness and was physically weak. Now he was suppressed by shackles and was even worse than an ordinary person.
He said: "As you wish, I hope you will keep your word."
The old voice said: "Wu Chuan, take him to the underground parking lot."
The injured young man stood up and said, "Yes."
He escorted Wu Bei, and the two took the elevator to the second underground floor, which was the parking lot.
After walking forward for a while, Wu Bei saw three vague figures standing not far away.
Wu Beidao: "In order to kill me, you worked hard enough and used all your methods to kill me!"
The man in the middle made an old voice: "Unless you die, we will have trouble sleeping and eating! Wu Bei, accept your fate!"
Wu Bei: "The ordinary people here are innocent. You should remove the formation first."
