Wang Jin followed Lu Zhui out of the school gate, but was stopped by the old guard.
Lots of money.
He remembered Wang Jin. After all, it was rare to see a young man who could fight more than a dozen at a time.
He is almost half as brave as he was when he was young.
"Kicked out by the teacher?"
Qian Duo leaned out of the security room with his hands behind his back and a smile.
"You are joking, I just don't feel well."
The young man nodded and handed over the leave application note honestly.
After such a struggle, he felt much freer.
The head teacher didn't have any serious problems. The only change was that his body no longer obeyed his orders.
Mirror Ghost is in charge of the actions, and Lu Zhui is in charge of the lectures.
The head teacher is responsible for living strong.
In fact, this punishment is considered light.
Hu Xiaobei asked other students and teachers and found out that the head teacher had indeed done nothing good in so many years.
In addition to giving lectures that are irresponsible and following the textbook...
He also insulted students in public, secretly squeezed poor students in order to gain admission rates, hinted at parents giving gifts, and even molested other female teachers.
Basically a bastard.
Let him be a puppet for a period of time first, and Wang Jin will have many opportunities to settle accounts later.
"Well, the leave request is no problem."
Qian Duo nodded, tore up the note in his hand and put it aside.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Wang Jin responded casually and watched the old security guard press the switch of the electric fence.
Of course there will be no problem with the leave request.
This bet not only allowed Wang Jin to successfully obtain the right to use the classroom after school, but also obtained other rights.
Wang Jin has the final say in the current class.
squeak--
Just a few steps out of the school gate, Wang Jin saw a dilapidated Jetta driving towards him.
Except for the horn, which was silent, there was a constant tinkling everywhere.
Like an old man coughing desperately.
Of course, this is not an item related to ghost stories, it is just an old car with seven hands.
Wang Jin recognized this car, it was white in stone.
However, it takes a long time to piece together the parts every time he opens it, so he basically doesn't open it.
"Lu Zhui."
"Um?"
The middle-aged man was stunned, as if he didn't understand what Wang Jin was going to do.
"When the car comes, let's just jump in. His car can only stop once."
"..."
Lu Zhui was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
It reminded him of a bird that has no legs and can only land when it dies.
So philosophical.
squeak - squeak -
The Jetta slowed down slowly, but still did not stop.
Lu Zhui briefly took a look at the situation around him, then jumped up suddenly and squeezed in through the window.
The antiques circle he hung out in was very dirty, and he often turned against others after leaving the auction hall.
Getting into a moving car is easy for him.
Unfortunately, after getting in the car, he discovered that this poor Jetta only had one window, and the other one had been sealed with iron sheets.
My own angel can't come in.
Just as Lu Zhui turned around to look for Wang Jin, he felt a blackness above his head and the car swayed.
Wang Jin landed firmly on the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt.
He jumped in, but from above.
This car has no roof.
"Ahem...it's still a panoramic sunroof."
Lu Zhui murmured softly and shook his head slightly.
But there was no time to joke with him.
If Shi Baibai could drive here in a hurry, he must have encountered something that he couldn't solve.
"Wang Jin, there are a bunch of Taoist priests coming from the entrance of the hall."
"They said Wuhuo was a zombie and wanted to take him away."
The little fat man gritted his teeth and said, sounding quite angry.
"...Um?"
Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of confusion.
He didn't have much contact with Taoist disciples, but he was aware of their existence.
Conquering demons and subduing demons is actually another way of talking about sheltering ghosts.
Taoist priests wander around all year round, working with civil organizations to maintain the safety of the people.
For example, the former Lu Zhishou, the figure wearing a yellow robe in half of the cylinder, the non-bone predecessor Wei Daoxuan, and the half-assed exorcism policeman Wei Shan.
The power of these people cannot be underestimated, and when they come together they become a very powerful civil organization.
Apart from killing all the weird stories, there is nothing wrong with him.
but...
Mao in the south and horse in the north, this is a rule recognized by everyone.
Immortals are both good and evil, and occasionally go crazy and endanger the people.
And dealing with them is a family matter.
After all, if you are from the same clan, even if you are scratching your skin and getting cramps, it is not anyone else's turn to comment.
But if Taoist priests from the south do this, it will be illegal.
Outsiders cannot interfere, this is the rule of the immortal family.
Even if other families take action, they have to get the nods of several princes, let alone foreign Taoist priests.
Therefore, the two sides rarely cross the line, let alone rush directly to the entrance of the disciple hall to demand people.
"There's something fishy...how did you handle it?"
Wang Jin patted Shi Baibai on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down first.
"I stabilized them, but I could only stabilize them for a while."
The little fat man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, kicked the floor oil, and increased the speed of the car to a terrifying sixty miles.
There is no way, the upper limit of this car is here.
At least it's a little faster than walking.
"You also know what my place is like."
"There is no human being except me."
"Those Taoist priests' expressions suddenly changed. They seemed to have suffered from some occupational disease."
"Good thing."
Wang Jin nodded, but his brows furrowed together.
This shows that the Taoist priests did not visit the site in advance, and they did not come here just to become immortal.
But if it continues like this, it will be a matter of time before the strange object is discovered.
What's more, Wu Zhuo is a devout believer in the Plush Sect, so he has no choice but to become a living corpse.
Those Taoist priests went too far.
"Did they say where they learned from it?"
Seeing Shi Baibai getting more and more anxious, Wang Jin asked.
I hope this can ease Shi Baibai's tension.
But after hearing Shi Baibai's answer, Wang Jin also became nervous.
"This is what's most wrong."
Shi Baibai swallowed, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.
"They claim to be from Tianshi Mansion."
"Tianshi Mansion?"
Wang Jin frowned and whispered softly.
Although he didn't know much about these civil organizations, it wasn't the first time he heard this name.
Head of the land.
The white-haired old man who planned to push the entire Northeast to the end of the Dharma had a lot to do with the Tianshi Mansion that was destroyed seventeen years ago.
When he first saw Lu Zhishou taking out the items that belonged to the Tianshi Mansion, Wang Jin thought he had looted the place.
Unfortunately, the truth is sad.
Lu Zhishou is a very powerful Celestial Master and the youngest leader in the history of Celestial Master Mansion.
Even after marrying a wife and having children, Lu Zhishou still focused on conquering demons.
Time flies, and Lu Zhishou's children also become a family.
After so many years of hard work, the people around us can see it.
The Tianshi Mansion ushered in unprecedented prosperity in Lu Zhishou's generation, and he had countless disciples.
But later, for unknown reasons, the entire Tianshi Mansion disappeared.
Those who went to investigate could only see ruins.
The treasures, disciples, and even the leader...all disappeared.
Only a fate-changing formation was left, as well as cries and roars that could not dissipate for a long time.
And the Tianshi Mansion, which had disappeared long ago, suddenly sent a group of people over to try to snatch Wu Zhuo away from him.