Chapter 32: The Eve of the Preliminary Contest (2)
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Ten days passed in a trance, and Bai Tang was forced to memorize a head of Dao knowledge, and finally got rid of the entanglement of the devil's book the night before he left home.
On this day, the sun finally broke through the clouds and shone down, and Liu Zhengxi's phone call could also be connected, and the two made an appointment for departure.
Then they each poured a bottle of water, moistened their dry throats, and set off to Fengyu together.
After the two of them got on the plane and set off safely, Liu Zhengxie asked, "Tang Tang, where is your Moda?" β
This time they all traveled at their own expense, without the funding of local tyrants, but Bai Tang and Liu Zhengxie were both people who had been bosses for two years, and they were not so short on money, so they made an appointment to make a plane.
Those three ghosts were all stuffed in Bai Tang's arms in a roll, there was no way, they occupied the place and ran into the living, which was not good for the living.
At this moment, the two were sitting opposite each other, and Bai Tang said when he heard this: "I didn't ask for leave!" Said it would come the day after tomorrow! β
Thinking about it, it was also Xiao Se, who went out to win glory for the thin division, but the only living person in the division just coldly expressed his expectations, and just let him go!
Liu Zhengxie laughed and said: "He's also wrong, if he has to do that unprofitable job, it's better to hunt ghosts with us!" β
Bai Tang knocked on the table and hummed: "That's called principled, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!" Why don't you follow you to the Qingmen Gate? β
A serious sect like Liu Zhengxi, who participates in this kind of young talent exchange conference, usually forms a team with a teacher.
Liu Zhengxie said: "The leader of the team is the old man, Lao Tzu has been forced by him to read for ten days, and then follow his team to continue to accept the indoctrination of Taoist knowledge, I am not stupid." β
Bai Tang nodded understandingly.
The two chatted for a while, slept on the plane again, and arrived at Tatsukawa.
Chenchuan Province, Fengyu is the capital.
In this era of civilization and science, monks have been very low-key, and most of the people they can see on weekdays are liars, and they basically choose other business students to support their own lives, and occasionally go to hunt ghosts to make extra money.
It is such a low-key cultivator, and the pomp of this flower folding meeting is also very large.
But those pomp and circumstance are obviously not for unknown little people like them, those slightly famous sects have enjoyed the treatment of pick-up, and it is estimated that those heavyweights have been arranged along with accommodation.
Compared with Liu Zhengxi, a famous disciple with a family and a master, Bai Tang is much more miserable, because he has nothing, fortunately, Mo Yu is more reliable and has booked a hotel for him.
Liu Zhengxie pondered for a while, and felt that he wanted to be righteous, so he also followed Bai Tang to live in a hotel in the southern suburbs.
Speaking of which, I have to mention the head snake of Feng Yu - the Chen family.
The Chen family has been rooted in Fengyu for hundreds of years, and in Fengyu's well-deserved one-handed covering, they circled a huge piece of land in the southern suburbs, built a temporary venue that can accommodate thousands of people, and buried rune paper around it, hiding the entire venue from the sight of ordinary people, only the body
Only cultivators with the breath of heaven and earth can get a glimpse of the faΓ§ade of the venue.
Above the venue, there was also a gathering of heaven and earth aura that was very obvious to cultivators, which was equivalent to erecting a flag for the contestants, but anyone who had a little Taoism would not find the wrong place.
The wealthy Chen family took the huge venue as the center, and also chartered a five-star hotel within a radius of several kilometers, and all cultivators stayed at a 20% discount.
The hotel where Bai Tang and the others lived was also within the shade of the Chen family, so the price they stayed in was also converted by 80% of the original room price.
At this time, Bai Tang and Liu Zhengxie were sitting in the hotel restaurant for dinner, the night was dim outside, the lights were dim, and the main street was full of people, which seemed to be lively.
Bai Tang said that he couldn't understand the Chen family's approach, and said: "The Chen family is so rich, why don't you just take care of food and housing for everyone?" β
Yu Jiu stretched out his head from Bai Tang's arms and expressed his opinion: "My lord, there are nearly a thousand people coming to the competition, and the Chen family can't afford to eat no matter how rich they are!" Besides, this competition is held once every three years, and the head of the Chen family has to be brain-dead to give you food and shelter every year. β
As a former rich man, Yu Jiu has a very say in this, after all, he is the only one in this group of people who has been very rich.
Liu Zhengxie also looked at the direction of the venue where the aura of heaven and earth was soaring into the sky, and said: "Hey, then the head of the Chen family is slamming the door, it would be good to be able to give you a 20% discount, and the head of each faction can enjoy the treatment of eating and living, and we have to pay for it!" He said that he pulled his hand down and said, "See, the shops and hotels below here are all from the Chen family!" β
Bai Tang: "."
Yu Jiu, who had completely crawled out of Bai Tang's arms: ""
Liu Zhengxie continued to point out with chopsticks: "Fengyu is the provincial capital of Chenchuan, but it is actually the private residence of the Chen family. β
Yu Jiu said worriedly: "It seems that the hermit family in the fantasy, my lord, will they have any conspiracy?" For example, destroying humanity and taking refuge in the demons or something."
Bai Tang interrupted his conjecture and said, "Shut your head, don't think about it!" He turned to Liu Zhengxie and imagined the future: "One day, we can also turn City A into our private house!" Liu San, work hard! β
Liu Zhengxie scoffed and said, "How many generations have been accumulated, don't think about it." β
Bai Tang insisted: "You still have to have dreams!" β
I have to take the written exam tomorrow, and it stands to reason that Bai Tang and Liu Zhengxie should be very nervous, and if they are better, they should continue to go back to their rooms to study and review.
But both of them hated reading and decided not to turn to it anymore at the moment.
In Liu Zhengxi's words, life and death are life and death, wealth is in the sky, if the written test is brushed down, let the other brothers of the Shangqing faction take it!
Bai Tang thought deeply about this, but he categorically did not dare to be public
Kai expressed this attitude, because he still had a few whispers of Mo Yu on his body, yes, it was a few ghost envoys from his own family, although Bai Tang had tried to coerce and lure, but Huang Qi and Wang Wu had been completely confused by Mo Yu's Ah Nose Illusion Little Hell, and they were resolutely unmoved, only Yu Jiu knew that he was lost.
It's all tears!
If he is desperately brushed down, then Mo Amnesty's anger value is estimated to be symbolically soaring, and it has no substantive effect, if he is so stubborn and expresses life and death, hehe, Mo Yu will really let him "live and die"!
Liu Zhengxie didn't have any friends to play with him, so he had to go and have fun by himself, and reminded Bai Tang before leaving: "Be careful at night." β
Bai Tang waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to talk nonsense.
Liu Zhengxie didn't say much, and went crazy by himself.
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Hotel, in the room, eleven o'clock.
Under the pressure of the two scorching sights, Bai Tang condensed his breath and refreshed his mind, and began to draw talismans with the rune paper and rune pen provided by Mo Yu.
Yes, even though he has reached the Soul Pill Realm, his Sky Talisman is not bright from time to time, so this kind of talisman with the help of foreign objects is still needed.
"Hah~"
He squinted his eyes at his ghost envoys, only to see that the few ghost envoys who were still staring at him were in different postures expressing their sleepiness.
Bai Tang shook his head, turned off the light and went to bed.
After a while, the sound of even breathing came from the bed.
"Cluck~"
Suddenly, there was a very soft voice in the darkness.
As if something, the clasp of the window was pushed open.
Then, a gust of night breeze blew in gently, and Bai Tang, who was sleeping on the bed, turned over heavily and lay flat in a serious manner.
The thing that slipped in through the window didn't seem to care at all, and still swaggered towards the bed.
The dim light of the street lamp shone into the room through the crack in the window, reflecting the empty pattern inside and the sleeping figure on the bed, as well as the thing that was prostrate above Bai Tang's face.
It was a palm-sized paper figure, with all the limbs and neat features, obviously carefully trimmed, and the position of the villain's face was slightly bulging, as if there was something in his mouth.
Bai Tang's breathing was still steady, and the pair of attractive peach blossom eyes closed quietly, and there was no sign of waking up at all.
The little paper figure moved a little closer to his face, as if he was considering the angle, and then opened his mouth, and spit out a black thing, which drilled straight into Bai Tang's nostrils.
At this moment, I don't know if it was intentional, Bai Tang raised his hand and rubbed his nose violently, muttered a few words in his mouth, and turned over again, as if he was sleeping more soundly.
The little paper figure flew high as early as when he raised his hand, and looked at him quietly for a while, seeing that he didn't react, and the thing he released didn't come out again, so he landed on the futon with confidence and jumped a few times.
Only then did he find Bai Tang's big bag, and seemed to be rummaging for something.
Just as it unzipped it, a hand silently reached out behind it and pinched the paper
The little head of the person.
Bai Tang's smiling voice came: "What is this?" It's kind of fun. As he spoke, he turned on the light, looked at Huang Qi, and held a black insect in his hand, which was pinched by his two fingers, and struggled very hard.
Huang Qi pinched the paper man and turned around, handed the thing forward, and said gloomily: "Paper man." β
Bai Tang glanced at it, but saw that the paper figure was trimmed vividly, the eyes and mouth were painted red, and the owner also cut shoulder-length short hair, and even the dress was very exquisite.
"Poof!"
The paper figure spontaneously combusted, and in an instant it became ashes.
Huang Qi looked at his hand innocently, indicating that he didn't do it.
Bai Tang ignored him, pinched the worm with the length of the knuckle of the person in his hand, and had a spectrum in his heart.
Paper control, Tu Shan, Cao Jia.
To put it bluntly, paper control can only be regarded as a novel folk magic, that paper man can act freely, but there is no room for growth, and he can basically change a magic trick in the folk to win a reward, although it is similar to the spirit puppet vein, but it is a small technique after all, far worse than the spirit puppet, and this Cao family has always been very low-key, a little weird.
Bai Tang brought the insect between his fingers to his eyes, looked at it, and said strangely: "Tricky Miao Gu." β
Before the game even started, everyone couldn't wait.
It's good, it's interesting.
(End of chapter)
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