"The ashes brought back by Nalan Wen are buried in one of her manors, if the Taoist chief wants to see it, I can provide contact information, but recently Nalan Wen and Nalan Jin have joined forces to rebel, although they were pressed down by the old man, but they were also deprived of their positions in the door, and it seems that they have to arrange marriage."

Marriage?

Yan Lan wanted to use sign language, but paused again.

"I have a lot of artist friends who can't communicate with me in a universal way, and I don't have access to basic sign language." Dai Qingling pushed the hair behind her ears and smiled softly, "So don't worry." ”

“…… What is the old man going to do? Yan Lan played sign language.

"The Illusion Sect has decayed, and their ancient color tricks have been 'improved' and become something that only inner disciples can learn, but there are not many heirs in these years, and they don't have the ability to 'improve' the exercises again, so they are looking for crooked ideas to marry other Beidoumen."

Dai Qingling thought for a moment: "The inner door of the unmarried age is only one of Nalan Jin, it seems that he wants to marry the young master of the witchcraft sect, after all, the witchcraft gate has not been prosperous in recent years." ”

The illusion door and the witchcraft door have always been shit to look at cow dung, and they look down on each other, and now they actually want to enter a dung tank, which is really amazing.

Dai Qingling tugged on the leash, she was a little tired in high heels, and she was ready to hand it to Yan Lan.

Yan Lan flashed outwards and crossed her hands indifferently.

Dai Qingling: "......"

It's so incomprehensible, how to avoid Nalan's house is the same as avoiding dog shit on the road.

"Strictly speaking, I'm not the orthodoxy of the Nalan family, and now the illusion sect has changed from a concept of exposition to a bloodline theory, to put it simply, it has changed from Zen to inheritance, which is similar to having a throne to inherit in the door - I can't even touch the core secret, and the head of the Yan Dao doesn't need to avoid me so much."

Dai Qingling wrapped the leash around her hand twice, controlled the enthusiastic golden retriever, and still felt the need to explain: "When the game is out, we can still be friends, my art exhibition will be held in Jincheng, and I will ask Yan Dao Chang to help calculate feng shui when the time comes." ”

Yan Lan refused: "I'm a layman, I don't understand this." ”

"......," Dai Qingling smiled, "You seem to think I'm a fool." ”

She suddenly thought of something and stretched out her hand: "Then what if I come up with this number?" ”

“……”

Yan Lan shook hands with Dai Qingling amicably, and solemnly reassured in sign language, "Don't worry, I'm a professional." ”

In special periods, not to mention five buckets of rice, she can also bend her waist with one bucket of rice.

[Rich can make Taoist priests grind]

[I also gave a lot of tips, can the anchor not kill me in seconds next time he sees me?] ]

Okay, give you the five emperors of the town money and let you fend for yourself.

"It's easy to talk about, it's a pleasure to work with." Engaging in art is basically not bad for money, Dai Qingling put up a business smile, "I'll send this puppy back, you go to school first." ”

Yan Lan: "I'll send ......"

"No, no," Dai Qingling refused slightly, "You go first." ”

Yes.

Yan Lan nodded unceremoniously, turned around and left without saying a word.

Dai Qingling: "......" No, it's really gone!

……

It wasn't early, Yan Lan climbed over the school wall and entered, and saw Xin Shan and Fang Shu sitting side by side from the bottom of the complex.

"Why are you not punctual! It's 11:03 now! Xin Shan raised his head the moment he heard the footsteps, "I thought you were fighting with someone on the way." ”

Yan Lan gestured with her hand to a kneeling villain to apologize.

Fang Shu: "Sister Lan, did you meet anyone on the road?" ”

According to what he knew about Yan Lan, the other party might get stuck, but he would never be late unless he was deliberate.

Yan Lan spoke briefly.

"I've heard of Dai Qingling, she has a good reputation in the circle, she is generous in her dealings and trust, and she is also very talented in art, not so much that she is a cultivator, but that she is a businessman linked to the circle." Fang Shu reminded, "She has a magic weapon waist fan, be careful." ”

Dust tail waist fan.

The fan around Dai Qingling's waist.

"I'll be careful when we meet." Xin Shan pinched his waist and stood up, "Let's go, let's go to the carving classroom first and smash that damn evil statue." ”

……

The door to the carving classroom was pried open by Yan Lan.

Xin Shan's original intention was to kick the door directly, but he gave up after considering that the sound would attract security guards.

"There's a power outage," Fang Shu tried to turn on the lights, "or the lights are broken." ”

"It's no difference," Xin Shan walked around the statue unhindered with his hands behind his back, "Don't complain about the environment." ”

"......" Fang Shu took out two flashlights from the [backpack] and handed them to Yan Lan, "Sister Lan, be careful. ”

After all, no one can compare to Yan Lan for this kind of thing.

"Southeast cadre, leaning against the wall," Yan Lan gestured, "Tell the one in front who is blindfolded and walks forward, don't be handsome, go the other way." ”

Yan Lan finished speaking, and took a step ahead.

The illumination range of the flashlight is limited, and the bizarre nude/naked girl carving and David imitation sculpture flash by.

[Family, nakedness/body is the most noble once it becomes art, there is nothing wrong with this]

[I always feel that there is a compatriot here who has a worse temper than me, which side is the trick?] ]

Yan Lan felt a pain in her head, and suddenly stopped and looked at the small lotus eagle sitting in front of her.

Carved as the Wuji old mother, the side of the plaque "Ming God immeasurable pure void supreme holy three realms ten directions of all spirits true slaughter", the rosette carving "no old mother, vacuum hometown", is clearly a statue of the true god with kind eyebrows and good eyes, but the evil spirit of the carving classroom hurts the head at the moment of stepping in, and now it is even more panicked.

Fang Shu followed, and lowered his voice when he saw this, "What did you find?" ”

What did you find?

Beside the door, slander the gods and evil arts.

It's really looking for death.

Yan Lan looked deep, pulled Fang Shu's fingers, and took out the peach wood hairpin with her hand to pierce the other party's fingers, her hand was inconvenient, Fang Shu cooperated to take it and help her hairpin into the hair.

"Sister Lan......" Fang Shu's gaze was placed on the statue, and Yan Lan, who was taking blood, was reminded in a whisper, "Look at it." ”

Yan Lan paused, and turned her gaze to look at the statue.

The red ladybug that flew from nowhere crawled along the lotus seat to the face of the statue, followed the silhouette and stayed on the statue's eyes, slowly stretching its body.

The ladybug twists its body, and the statue blinks violently when its wings are about to flapp, bringing the ladybug into its eye socket.

In an instant, the scarlet eyes rotated flexibly, staring directly at the intruder, and in the next moment, the face changed, the sand and gravel cracked, the golden mother statue turned into a hideous blue and white ghost face, the fangs and bloody teeth burst out in an instant, and the small statue swelled and cracked!

Yan Lan and Fang Shu squatted at the same time, Xin Shan's ten fingers, who had not moved forward behind him, were against each other, and the second joint of the left and right middle fingers was folded against each other, and the hand shook out of the ground, and the earth and stone cone thorn struck head-on:

"Edict!"

"Bang ——!"

The fierce ghost that pounced was hit head-on by the huge force, and he couldn't pick it out even if he smashed it on the wall.

"It's not over yet, be careful," Xin Shan withdrew his hand, feeling the coldness spread from all sides, "We may have entered the nightmare." ”

Yan Lan turned her head sideways and saw that the pure black slime was like a curtain covering the glass everywhere, sealing the moonlight.