The high-pitched female voice that could not be ignored came from the store, Yan Wenqian's footsteps paused, and a trace of black light flashed in her eyes.

"This voice is so fierce, it seems that the proprietress is not so easy to speak. ”

She thought and walked in as if nothing had happened.

The layout of the store is quite simple, the shelves are crowded with groceries, there is basically no extra space between the two groceries, and the shelves displayed outside are all full, which looks very messy, but if you look closely, you will find that these groceries are all sorted, not randomly piled up.

If you stay in such an environment for a long time, you are unlikely to become sunny.

In addition, when something bad happened, the face of the proprietress standing in front of the cash register at this time was not very good-looking.

The shop was full of people, and the sound was a little noisy.

Yan Wenqian stepped in, and did not attract anyone's attention except for the two people closest to her who turned their heads and glanced at her.

Seeing such a scene, the last remaining guard in Yan Wenqian's heart suddenly dissipated.

There was a crowd in front, and Yan Wenqian had to stand on tiptoe.

The proprietress who stood behind the cash register with her legs wide open and crossed her waist was as tall and thin as a straight bamboo pole, her complexion was pale, her expression was gloomy, her mouth was open, and the dissatisfaction in her eyes was about to overflow.

Her image perfectly fits Yan Wenqian's definition of a market shrew.

The unique loud voice drowned out the voices of all the people who stepped into her shop: "Don't be messing around with me, I'll just put the words down, you go to the guy surnamed Cheng for this, don't look for me, it's useless! The old lady said that if it's detained, it's detained, what's the matter? If you have the ability, beat me to death, and if you can't, get out of here, don't disturb the old lady's business!"

Yan Wenqian was anxious when she heard it.

If she could rely on complaints and other means to make the courier give in and take the initiative to compromise with the proprietress on her own, what would she do in such a hurry?

And the things in her package are urgent, she wants to rush up to reason with the proprietress or redeem her package at her own expense.

But just as she was about to squeeze to the front, she saw someone behind her reach out and pull her back collar: "Little girl, don't stand in the way here, you little girls have nothing to do with quarrels, we still have to come." ”

Yan Wenqian turned her head and saw that there were a bunch of aunts, some with garlic in their hands, some with brooms, and some with the sign of "Construction ahead, please detour" and put it at the door.

These people clearly came prepared.

Not only does it have quite strong combat effectiveness, but the key is also to prepare its own logistics and form groups of troops.

Yan Wenqian, willing to bow to the wind.

She obediently relinquished her place and hovered on the edge of the threshold of the grocery store, watching the bustle with peace of mind.

There was a war of words inside, and near the door, Yan Wenqian had nothing to do.

Yan Wenqian's attention began to distract from the items on the shelves near her.

Second-hand wooden combs, computer accessories, runic paper that looks very much like the real thing, a set of miniature array flags, statues of spirit animals carved from crystal, a few scattered commemorative cards, and so on.

After looking at it for a while, Yan Wenqian suddenly had a question: "Why, there is no mirror?"

Or rather, why isn't there a single thing in the store that reflects light?

This question did not attract Yan Wenqian's attention at first.

Even because of the black light that flashed in her eyes from time to time, she subconsciously avoided this question and chose not to continue to think about it.

Until—

The black light in her eyes poured out in large quantities, completely obscuring the entire eyeball in the blink of an eye.

Yan Wenqian was stunned.

Behind her, I don't know when the door of the store was completely closed in its slow closing.

And the proprietress standing at the front did not show a successful smile, but had a solemn face: "Next, it's the main thing." ”

…………

The efficiency of the doin is fast.

In other words, in this situation where the dean is about to step down and the four candidates are working hard, the speed from the decision to the actual implementation will be much faster than before.

"The Daoist Academy is preparing to open a formation class on the Disciple Peak!"

"The people in the Daoist Academy are crazy, and they actually started to introduce formation courses!"

"Have you heard? The Taoist Institute is going to carry out a pilot formation and comprehensively approach this sensitive area, aren't they openly contradicting the health protection group?"

News like this is spreading at a speed no one could have imagined.

At first, it was just one or two people chatting casually, and then they mentioned a couple of sentences in passing.

Then there was a topic on the big platform of weaving the web, which was hotly discussed.

After that, the heat covers from the web, affecting reality.

In the end, regardless of whether the country cares about such a thing or not, the news that the Taoist Academy is about to open a formation course spreads to every corner.

Behind such a large-scale spread, it is obvious that there are one or more groups and forces involved.

Those who have a heart can keenly feel from this speed of transmission that the formation mage has begun vigorously in this hot summer of the millennium!

This counterattack is different from the previous ones, with a kind of determination to die if you don't enter.

The Taoist Academy was the first to stand up.

The spokesman is Burning Heaven Zhenjun.

Zhenjun directly made an appointment with the person who stopped the rain, and said bluntly in front of the camera: "Our academy is going to open a formation course, I dare not say anything else, breaking the prejudice and contempt for formation mages in today's environment is what we must do, especially the issue of our faculty that everyone is concerned about, on behalf of the decision-making level of our Taoist Academy, I am here to give you a thorough understanding." ”

Burning Heaven Zhenjun paused when he said this.

The host lost no time in asking: "Please look at the big screen!"

The screen starts playing a slideshow.

The first thing that appeared was a half-length photo, with a dark complexion and rough skin, but sharp and bright eyes, handsome facial features, and a straight standing posture.

There is an introduction next to it.

His name is Wang Xin, and his cultivation is in the late stage of foundation building, but he was deprived of the Taoist name of "Master of Yinyuan" because he changed the formation halfway.

Then a video starts.

In the center of the picture is a dark, damp alleyway.

There are a lot of debris piled up at the mouth of the alley.

There is a thin door deep in the dark and unpleasant alley.

Knocking on the door and entering, a person suddenly stood up in the mess of accessories in the middle of the courtyard, and when he looked closely, he was the person in the previous bust, but his temperament was timid, his face was tired, and his eyes were full of inferiority.

"Who are you looking for?"

As the host, Wang Xin saw that the visitors subconsciously took half a step back, as if he had never seen anyone in his life, and he was quite at a loss.

The interviewer showed a kind and cordial smile, stepped forward and talked with Wang Xinpan for a long time, which made the other party stabilize, and then began the interview.

"That's right, the Daoist Academy is going to open a formation course, and wants to hire an excellent formation mage like you to enlighten the students, I don't know if you are willing?"

Wang Xin was stunned for a moment, and put his finger against the tip of his nose: "I?

The interviewer nodded and smiled, "Yes, would you like to?"

Hearing the news, Wang Xin was not overjoyed, and after a long silence, he lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "Even if you know it's fake, you're still very happy." ”