Solve Hu Mang, but it took less than an hour for Mo Xiaoyou, and it only took two hours for her to walk out of the examination room in the morning to finally return to her own small grocery store.

At this time, it was still early, she thought about it, and decided to go to see the scholar who was bewitched by the female ghost arranged by Hu Mang. Supposedly, the scholar himself is not a bad person, but he is just a little more jealous.

With the Yan family's power in the provincial capital, it was just a lunchtime, and the ink demon already knew the name of the blue-robed scholar and his current location.

Sure enough, in a world infested with ghosts and monsters, such a down-and-out scholar should live in a dilapidated Buddhist temple on the outskirts of the city! And outside the provincial capital is the setting of a wilderness, which also makes a demon like Mo Xiaoyou who pays attention to logic sigh - in fact, the heavenly way of this world is inherently incomplete, right?!

"Boom!"

A muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and the soup that Mo Xiaoyou had just drunk in her mouth choked directly into her trachea-okay, okay, when she didn't say anything, right? Even if there are ghosts and gods in this world, the way of heaven will not be so sensitive and domineering, right?

She just thought about it......

"Boom Boom Boom !!"

It was still a sunny day just now over the provincial capital, and I don't know when a huge dark cloud floated in, and the thunder rumbled inside, and it was obvious that it would be pouring heavy rain in just a moment.

Mo Xiaoyou sighed, why don't she go to the outskirts of the city to see that scholar? On such a rainy day, she still slept under a quilt at home, right?

However, I heard that this kind of scholar who can meet ghosts is usually the protagonist of the world in the book...... Otherwise, she won't save him and let him fend for himself?

As soon as her thought arose, a beam of sunlight came in from the window, and the dark clouds that had enveloped the entire provincial capital before actually drifted away like this......

Floated away......

Floated away......

Let's go......

Finish......

Mo Xiaoyou: The Heavenly Dao of this world is so capricious...... Does the Upper Realm know?!!! Which big world is in charge of the Heavenly Dao?!!!

"Boom ......" came from a distant thunderclap, and although it sounded extremely far away, its power should not be underestimated.

Pouting, the ink demon shouted the housekeeper, and the middle-aged housekeeper who Yan Hu left in the store had already appeared outside the door of the ink demon.

"I'm going to go for a walk on the outskirts of the city to relax, and I've been ruined in the exams in the past two days. Look at arranging a sturdy carriage. Don't fall apart halfway through the morning like that one in the morning. ”

"Yes! The villain is going! Ninth Young Master, wait a minute! ”

Mo Xiaoyou nodded, rubbing the "trophy" he got in the morning—a small piece of array plate for arranging the array. In the morning, with Hu Mang's death, everything he had set up had already shattered into pieces along with his corpse.

Only on this small piece of array disk, there are still some strange symbols left, and the ink demon directly took this small piece of array disk back out of the good habit of cleaning the battlefield developed in the last days.

At this time, looking at it in the sun, this array of twists and turns, but it looks like an ancient demon that has disappeared from ancient times.

At the beginning, the Terran Cangjie created the oracle bone inscription of the Terran based on the form of insects, birds, and beasts, but what the Terran didn't know was that the Demon Clan, which survived in time earlier than the Terran, already had its own writing and pronunciation.

It's just that the body structure of the demon race and the human race is different, and the syllables emitted are naturally different, and their body structures are different, resulting in different ways of writing words.

And these words on the small array in front of me...... In the memory of the demon clan passed down from generation to generation, the description of the ancient demon is very similar......

"Young master, the car is ready, shall we leave now?"