Time flies, and the winter vacation of Xia Yang has quietly come to an end, and it is time to make up for the winter vacation homework assigned by the teacher in the last three days, and it is time to start school.

After packing up, Xia Yang said goodbye to his master, and came to the back gate of Yuanfu Palace with his second senior brother, where the only means of transportation in the whole palace was parked, and it was also the legendary god car - Wuling Hongguang.

Sure enough, compared to the thriving Buddhism, the Daomen is still a little poorer, but the four-wheeled car is already very good.

Today is the first day of school, and the second senior brother, who is dressed in civilian clothes, personally escorts Xia Yang to school, after all, no one knows if Zhu Ziming will be frustrated to intercept Xia Yang.

Escorted by Yixuan Xia Yang down the mountain, Qing Yangzi was very relieved, although his second apprentice was not highly qualified, but he worked very hard, followed him by his side for more than 30 years of penance, and was proficient in Taoism, only one opportunity was needed to break through the bottleneck and achieve the realm of real people.

With his strength, even if the ghost prince personally makes a move, he may not be able to win the two of them.

"Second senior brother, let's go down the mountain and let me have a meeting, I haven't touched the steering wheel for a long time."

Sitting in the co-pilot, Xia Yang opened his mouth and said that he used to be a king on the mountain road of Maoshan, even if Maoshan did not have five consecutive hairpin bends.

"Okay, when the summer exam is over, my brother will help you apply for a driving school, and when you get a driver's license, you can drive the car however you want!"

Put on sunglasses and start the car, and drive down the mountain.

"That's still it, in the summer, the master wants to teach me the pen, and he also wants to teach me the Lei Fa, how can I have time to learn to drive, besides, do I need to go to a driving school at the level of my Maoshan car god?"

Looking at the receding scenery outside the car window, Xia Yang's tone was full of disdain for the driving school.

I think that when he was just in junior high school, he and Xiaopang Yixiu stole the keys to the van in the palace respectively, and took advantage of the thunder and rain in summer to cover up the roar of the engine on the "track" in Maoshan and enjoyed the life of speeding.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and in the second summer, the two people who drove without a license were arrested, and the story of the car god of Maoshan came to an end, and it became the legend of Maoshan forever.

But what has passed away is youth, what is difficult to cool is blood, and Xia Yang has been longing for the day when he touches the steering wheel again.

For these second senior brothers, he must not understand, he is only responsible for sending himself to school.

When the car drove to the school gate, the expected sneak attack did not appear, and it seemed that the ghost prince did not plan to do it at this time.

"If you are poor, you must be more careful in everything at school!"

"I know the second senior brother, you go back first!"

After waving goodbye to the second senior brother, Xia Yang returned directly to the dormitory, and after checking it, he found that the prohibition left before the winter vacation had not been triggered, as if the ghost prince had completely forgotten him.

Maybe this is just Zhu Ziming's trick, and Xia Yang will not relax his vigilance because of this.

"Brother Xia, your emperor is back!"

Before anyone heard it, the arrogant voice sounded in the corridor, Xia Yang sighed, why do people always want to die? Is it bad to be alive?

"Bang~~"

kicked open the door of the dormitory, and before Xiao Shou could see Xia Yang's figure, his throat was locked.

"Oops~"

"Say, whose emperor are you?"

With a force on his hand, Xiao Shou wailed non-stop.

"Brother Xia's life, I don't dare to talk nonsense anymore!"

"Others say I believe it, but nine out of ten sentences of your kid are lies."

Xia Yang was all too familiar with Xiao Shou's temperament, but he still let go of his hand.

"Finally come back to life, Brother Xia, you are not righteous, I also brought you a signed photo of Teacher Bo."

Rubbing his neck, he gasped and said, but his words made Xia Yang feel uncomfortable all of a sudden.

"Didn't you say autograph, how did it become a signed photo?"

"Hehe, Brother Shou is out of the horse, a top two, the face is here!"

Xiao Shou said and pointed to his cheek, not only did he get an autograph photo, but Mr. Bo also kissed him on the face, and he was reluctant to wash his face for a week after he came back.

"Give."

took out a signed photo from his schoolbag, and Xiao Shou handed it directly to Xia Yang.

"I have a heart, I will forgive you if I didn't come to Maoshan this time!"

In the photo, Mr. Bo is dressed in an island country police uniform, and his heroism and royal sister flavor are perfectly combined, but for some reason, after Xia Yang glanced at it twice, Ling Sixue's face appeared in his mind.

This frightened Xia Yang trembling, and quickly threw out the picture in his mind, this woman is simply his nemesis, even if she also has the majesty of Teacher Bo, but she almost suffocated him with her majesty.

"Let's wait for the Labor Day holiday, my mother said that she would go to the temple to help me burn incense, but I said that it is better to take care of the monk's business than to take care of my brother's business!"

"Then thank you brother in advance!"

Xia Yang said with a smile, as long as there is a small shou, the 233 dormitory will always be full of happiness.

After packing up the dormitory, the two came to the class together, only to see that the whole class was almost all here, and everyone spontaneously reviewed.

In the third year of high school, especially in the second semester, the college entrance examination has entered the countdown, and everyone only has more than 100 days left.

Infected by such an atmosphere, they also began to review in the summer sun.

Cultivating the Tao well in the mountains and studying hard in school is what Xia Yang has always asked of himself, whether it is a Taoist priest or a student, he must do his best.

However, in the underground palace on the outskirts of Jinling, the rampant ghost Zhao Hao came to the main hall.

"Lord Qiqi, I just got the news that Feng Siniang has left Yin Si and successfully infiltrated the city of vain death, do you want to implement the plan for the next stage?"

Kneeling on one knee, Zhao Hao reported to Zhu Ziming that the communication between the Yang World and the underworld was very difficult, and this was the first time they had made contact with Feng Siniang, but what was the plan for the next stage.

"Anyway, that little Taoist priest also went to school, so wait first, let Feng Siniang stand by in the city of vain death, and you go and bring that little Taoist priest back to this king!"

"Yes, lord."

"Be smart this time, send a few little ghosts first, if that little Taoist priest still has a thunder talisman, then try to let him use it, without a thunder talisman he is nothing!"

Zhu Ziming said insidiously, his plan can not be described as vicious, using his little ghosts to consume Xia Yang's hole cards, and then letting Zhao Hao make a move after the means are exhausted, it can be said that he will reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"What the prince said is very true, his subordinates will definitely bring the little Taoist back alive this time!"

Zhao Hao, who was awakened by Zhu Ziming, took the order and left, but he didn't know that Xia Yang at this time no longer had a thunder talisman, but he was not the original him.