Xu Wangcai led the three people to sit down, then glanced at the young driver with dead eyes, and made a dull sound in his throat:
"drive!"
Strangely enough, the driver really looked like a soldier who had received an order from a general. He nodded slightly, but without making any movement, the engine key turned by itself. The car started with a buzzing sound.
Afterwards, Xu Wangcai leaned very relaxed on the passenger seat. Unlike when he came, he seemed to be enjoying the journey back.
The speed of the car coming back was even much faster than when it went there. Soon Xu Wangcai and his four people arrived downstairs. When they got out of the taxi, they saw Xu Wangcai raised his hand slightly and pointed at the man who was already crazy.
taxi driver.
The driver seemed to have received some special instructions. He drove the car frantically to the maximum speed and rushed towards the deserted road. In the end, he hit the huge statue in the central square, and a milky-white human sculpture with arms flying was also hit.
It must collapse suddenly.
The phone call Liu Ziyi received not only scared him half to death, but also made Hu Xue and Wu Youyou in Fushou Hall fall into deep thought.
It seems that the opponent is not an ordinary ghost, but a resentful spirit or a ghost with a mind. It was already a very difficult thing to control four zombies, but now it actually has a mind.
Hu Xue stared at the small copper basin on the Eight Immortals' table and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Just when everyone fell into a deathly silence, the water in the copper basin suddenly began to vibrate. At first, it was just a small vibration. If you don't observe carefully, you won't notice it at all.
But in just a few seconds, the vibrations became more and more violent, giving people the feeling of rough seas.
"what happened?"
Liu Ziyi looked at the churning water and looked at Hu Xue in horror.
"Those 'people' went out just now, and now they are back. Don't go back tonight, follow Lao Wu!"
Hu Xue took a puff of cigarette and said calmly.
At this time, Liu Ziyi no longer had a question of whether he believed it or not. He felt that he had no other choice but to believe it now.
"Old Wu, take him back first!" Seeing that Liu Ziyi had no objection, Hu Xue turned to Wu Youyou and said.
Wu Youyou nodded and said nothing. He pulled Liu Ziyi over, turned around and walked out of the Fushou Hall.
Seeing the two people leaving, Hu Xue threw away her cigarette and said slowly to Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing:
"Originally, this time, I planned to let you conduct actual combat exercises alone, but now it seems that it is no longer possible. You two have to act together!"
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing nodded. That's fine. It's better for two people to take care of each other than to take risks alone.
"It just so happens that Mr. Zhou has returned to Hadashan at this time. Otherwise, if you let him follow you, I can rest assured. You can only rely on yourselves now!"
The more he spoke, the heavier Hu Xue's tone became. He looked at Wu Dazhi, then at Zhou Zijing, stood up and walked to the back room. Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing looked at each other, not knowing what he was going to do.
After a while, Hu Xue walked out of the back room. This time he had something in his hand - a diamond bell.
The Vajra Bell is an esoteric magic weapon that can promote esoteric mantras to play a greater role.
"Zijing, I have been observing you for a long time and feel that practicing magic weapons is more suitable for you. If you can use the secret magic tools to their full potential, they will not be less powerful than the incantations."
Zhou Zijing blinked his eyes and looked at Hu Xue. He instantly felt that he was raised by his stepmother. Before Hu Xue could finish speaking, he immediately exploded:
"Fox, what do you mean? That I'm not as good as Dazhi?"
With a snap, Zhou Zijing was slapped hard on the head.
Hu Xue said angrily: "You are stupid, you have more life-saving things than Dazhi! If it weren't for the fact that you are his uncle, I would not be willing to give you such a good thing!"
Zhou Zijing touched his head and thought about it, and felt that what Hu Xue said seemed to make sense, so he smiled stupidly.
Wu Dazhi stood aside and watched coldly. To be honest, he didn't know why Hu Xue did this, but what he said was right. Zhou Zijing had helped them a lot, and there was nothing wrong with being nice to him.
At this time, the two of them still didn't know what Hu Xue's intention was. The power of the spell has a lot to do with the spiritual power of the practitioner.
Although Zhou Zijing had practiced incantation earlier than Wu Dazhi, his qualifications were much inferior. Without magic weapons, he would only be a hindrance in actual combat in the future.
"You guys have a good rest during the day, and at night, you go to Xu Wangcai's house to have a look. I guess something big is going to happen in these two days!"
When Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing came out of Fushou Hall, it was almost dawn, and they stretched themselves.
"Dazhi, let's go get something to eat. I'm almost starving to death because of what that little gangster did to me this night!"
Zhou Zijing suggested while yawning.
Wu Dazhi nodded. He didn't say anything. He seemed to have changed. After coming to the Netherworld, he was less cynical and more profound.
"Can you please stop looking so bitter so early in the morning? We've all returned from the Netherworld. Why do you still think so much?"
Wu Dazhi's reaction made Zhou Zijing very dissatisfied. He punched Wu Dazhi on the back and kept complaining.
Wu Dazhi glared at him. Of course this guy was fine. He didn't need to complete any mission to save the world. All he needed was to eat, drink, have fun and pick up girls.
When thinking about picking up girls, Wu Dazhi felt some inexplicable loss in his heart. After all, he failed to fulfill his promise to the beauty of the country, so her bones continued to be buried deep in the ghost mother's dojo; and Xie Rusi, I don't know where she is now.
I haven't heard from her since I came back.
Could it be that he was hiding from himself on purpose? Thinking of this, Wu Dazhi couldn't help but sigh.
"If you are about to die, I will send you back to the Bardo Realm!..."
Before Zhou Zijing could finish his words, he received a firm kick on his butt. Wu Dazhi smiled evilly:
"Fat man, are your anus itchy? I don't say anything, but do you really think I'm hellokitty?"
Zhou Zijing rubbed his butt and stroked his anus. He really didn't dare to provoke anymore. After all, Wu Dazhi was no longer the Wu Dazhi who didn't know how to do anything. Zhou Zijing was still the same Zhou Zijing.
Respectfully!
Thinking back to the fight with Hu Xue a few days ago, if Wu Dazhi hadn't rescued him, he might have been eaten by the fox as a white-striped chicken.
At this time, the atmosphere in Xu Wangcai's family was not so relaxed. After returning, the four people sat silently around the square table. The urn that they had stolen before was now quietly placed in the middle of the table.