there is someone behind me

The incident of "there are really gods above us" was not leaked at all, and everyone in the metaphysics community who came to watch the ceremony tacitly kept it as a secret known to a small number of people.Of course, people all have the desire to communicate, so with whom should they communicate with "immortals"?

Two options arise here.

One is to harass Zixiao Mountain, and the other is to make up a small group in private.The former couldn't find any useful information - it's not that Zixiaoshan didn't want to reveal the news, but they were also confused and couldn't figure it out. Go ask the two most precious comrades of Zixiaoshan, Zhou Ling is a Ask three questions, but Ling Xiaozi looked at you with an inscrutable expression on his face, but didn't speak.As for the latter, it is possible to make up for it, and it is possible to make up anything, and the credibility is negative.

But no matter what, people are tireless on the topic of immortals.In the small group that I pulled down privately, the news swiped the screen every day.As a result, the usually lively official group in the metaphysics circle quickly turned cold, and the people in the group who didn't know the truth were at a loss—why did the bosses stop talking after so much sacrifice?Could it be that the sacrifice to heaven had some terrible consequences?Doomsday again?

Qu Mingnan is also one of the ultimate fans of "Fairy Topics", and the opportunity to prevent him from degenerating into an idle star-chaser is a task from the national level.

World Religious Exchange Conference.That is to say, the representatives of Xuan Xuejie went abroad to travel at public expense, no, it was a mission to visit abroad.

In the past, this kind of task was randomly selected from the Zongxie. After all, foreign countries are not familiar with the place, and they still speak foreign languages. Masters who can read classical Chinese and master Yunzhuan writing have heard of this. Dyslexia, not to mention some older seniors who firmly remember that the mountains and rivers were broken, the wind and rain were precarious, and the country was in an embarrassment.

But this year is different.There is a curse on the invitation letter received by the country, which means that it is risky to open this thing.I don’t know which brainless guy came up with the idea, saying that the non-human world needs to be distinguished from the human world, and those who can come to participate in the exchange should have certain abilities, so they can’t open the invitation letter or win the invitation The country that cursed the letter is not eligible to come to exchange.

It is said that ordinary diplomatic officials in many countries have been shot because they are used to opening foreign documents first.In China, after the relevant state departments received the invitation letter, the leader's hand just touched the invitation letter, and the talisman paper he was carrying was burned to ashes.

The leader stared, and quickly threw the invitation letter out.

Hey, what is so evil?

The invitation letter that was thrown out lay alone on the ground, and there was not even a shadow of a person within three meters of it.A circle of red thread and copper coins surrounded the invitation letter, and the leader immediately called Qu Mingnan. Qu Mingnan rushed to the relevant department with people from the Zong Association, and saw an open space in the distance.

He circled the red line two or three times, holding the yin-dispelling talisman and the soul-suppressing talisman in his hands, and the safety talisman produced by Longhushan on his body, and approached the invitation letter.

There is no response to the invitation.

Qu Mingnan bent down to pick it up, the amulet was slightly hot, and the Yin-dispelling Talisman gave off a ray of light, and then the black invitation letter turned white.

Leader: "What's the situation?"

Qu Mingnan said: "Is there any reason to send out the invitation this year? There are some curses on the good invitation? What if ordinary people open it without knowing it?"

Leader: "Cursed!?" The tone is a bit distorted: "Then I'm okay? Can you give me a discount and call a master to come over and show me."

Qu Mingnan looked at the leader helplessly, and said, "My leader, the safety talisman on your body has wiped out the curse seven or eight times. What can you do?"

When the leader heard this, he said happily, "Yo, so I have broken the curse?"

Qu Mingnan: "...you're happy to think that's it."

After sending some new peace talismans to the leader, Qu Mingnan hurriedly led a group of people back.

After returning to the office and opening the invitation card, Qu Mingnan pulled out the World Association of Religions and scolded him again.

The nature of this World Association of Religions is similar to that of the United Nations, with a permanent council.Five permanent directors, two who believe in God, one who believes in Allah, one who believes in Buddha, and the remaining one is reserved for those who believe in other gods-often this month is A and the next month is B, anyway, the iron-clad seat, Director of Flowing Water.

The Chinese metaphysics world is unexpectedly blocked in this regard.Although the country has frantically hinted that they will fight for a permanent director to come to Dangdang, the attitude of the metaphysics community is unwavering—no, we will not play with them.

As for why, because these people in the Chinese metaphysics circle feel that they have no common language with others.And they still don't understand what's the point of having such an association?Is it able to attract others to join the teaching, or can it grab the territory for its own fairy master?

both are not.

Then why do you want to do this stuff?If you don't do it or don't do it, it's better to practice more if you have that kung fu. What if you break through someday?

In the past, breaking through was regarded as the ultimate goal of efforts by the metaphysical world, but now the meaning is different.Maybe someday we will return to the golden age?Cultivation and enlightenment are not dreams.

Speaking of the invitation letter, the reason why Qu Mingnan scolded people was because the World Ancestral Association's gang of idlers wanted to distinguish between ordinary people and non-ordinary people, and they did it without anyone notifying them.I'm afraid it's not stupid to worship God every day, right?

In short, the tone of this invitation letter is very aggressive, and the content is quite rude.Unlike the previous situation where verbal communication was the main focus, the invitation letter was short of directly stating "Let's have a fight and decide the outcome", which is a speech full of secondary diseases.

Scolding is scolding, and things must be completed after scolding.

Qu Mingnan sent the invitation letter to the official group and asked, "Who is willing to go into battle and fight for the country?"

Everyone is talking about immortals these days, and it is the time when the sense of belonging and pride is overwhelming. When I saw the invitation letter, I was filled with righteous indignation, and I wished I could roll up my sleeves and join it.

So there was a rare case of enthusiastic registration.

Zhou Ling saw this on Xuan Xiaozi's mobile WeChat. At that time, he was installing the Love Kitchen app for Xuan Xiaozi, hoping that Xuan Xiaozi could learn some normal cooking.Then the unblocked official WeChat group popped up, Zhou Ling stopped pretending on the app, and excitedly went to Xuan Xiaozi: "Master Master, Master Master, let's travel abroad."

Traveling abroad... All right, Xiao Ling'er can do whatever she wants, it just so happens that they haven't traveled together in Zixiao Mountain yet.

Xuan Xiaozi picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Qu Mingnan. Just after he finished talking about Zixiaoshan signing up, he remembered sadly: the head of Zixiaoshan is not allowed to go down the mountain.

Xuan Xiaozi: "I want to pass on my personal disciple, Liu Chen."

Liu Chenzi burst into tears at the dinner table: "Master—how could you just leave your disciple behind."

Xuan Xiaozi: "Shut up, I'm not going to die!"

Zhou Ling tugged at Ling Xiaozi's sleeve: "Thinking about it carefully, the master uncle is quite pitiful."

Ling Xiaozi: "Want to travel together?"

Zhou Ling nodded: "I've been envious of other people's family traveling together for a long time."

Ling Xiaozi: "Then go." He said and lit a stick of incense amidst everyone's surprised eyes.

The smoke formed by burning incense gathered but never dispersed, coiled around the table where everyone was eating, and finally formed a faint figure on the incense table.

Ling Xiaozi looked at the figure and said, "Let's go out next week and look at Zixiao Mountain."

That figure - I don't know which unlucky god passing by, gave a deep bow, and just agreed.

Xuan Xiaozi: "... I never dreamed that one day I would be able to ask the gods to show me Zixiao Mountain. It is an important stroke in my life history."

A week later, all the inner disciples of Zixiao Mountain showed up at the Capital International Airport with their suitcases and sunglasses.

The leader of the relevant department quietly asked Qu Mingnan: "What's going on?"

Qu Mingnan: "Leading enterprises actively responded to the call of the country and went out to earn a place for us."

The leader murmured in his heart: This posture is more like a tourist, isn't it?You can see that the masters of Longhushan and Maoshan at least dress like masters, and the people of Zixiaoshan, woolen coats and fashionable trousers, don’t look like religious people, as if they are going to Paris for a catwalk.

No matter what the leaders and team members think, anyway, for the people from the metaphysics circle who are going to visit together, the collective dispatch of Zixiao Mountain is definitely a grand sight.Coupled with the ferment of the fairy event, everyone really wants to join the people in Zixiao Mountain.

So an interesting phenomenon appeared on the chartered flight: the person who was dressed least like a master sat on the seat, and other people who were dressed as a master went to say hello one after another. After flying for more than ten hours, there was no rest.

At first, Zhou Ling was interested in listening to the secret codes and terminology of the underground party, but then he couldn't bear the sleepiness and fell asleep.

When they woke up again, they had already arrived at the venue of the exchange meeting—Green Township.

After getting off the bus sent by the World Ancestral Association to pick up the people, it was already evening. Everyone in the Huaxia team looked at the two people covered in a black cloth and masks on their faces, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, the head of Maoshan asked the translator to ask the other party: "Your Halloween is not over yet?"

Translation: "..." What can he do, of course translate truthfully.

The other staff also remained silent for a long time, it seems that they have never seen such a "straightforward" visiting group.One of the masked men skipped the question and went straight to the point: "Welcome to the town of Green, the door to the dark world is about to open."

It was at this time that Zhou Ling woke up. He was hugged by the princess in Ling Xiaozi's arms. He opened his eyes and reflected on the philosophical questions of "where am I" and "what am I doing?" Halloween staff.

"Halloween?"

Although Zhou Ling, who has studied in university, has never passed CET-[-], he still remembers some common festival words.

Foreign staff: "..." Are these Chinese people illiterate?Know only one Halloween?

Neither of the two paid attention to Zhou Ling, and Zixiaoshan was unhappy.

Xuan Xiaozi took the lead and stopped.

Among all the people present in the metaphysics world, he was the most senior. Once he stopped, the others also stopped.

The two masked men leading the way turned around and looked at the Huaxia team: "?" Can you enter the venue properly?

Xuan Xiaozi: "If you ask him to speak back, what do you say with a stronger tone?" It was the interpreter who accompanied the group.

The translators looked at each other and told Xuan Xiaozi a short sentence.Xuan Xiaozi stumbled and stumbled, and he finished reading English with a Shaanxi accent.

The two foreigners had question marks on their foreheads, and they didn't understand why these Chinese people were so entangled in this issue.But the work cannot be completed without bringing people to the designated venue, so the two had no choice but to explain bluntly: "This is not Halloween, but the process arrangement of the exchange meeting."

"What kind of process arrangement is the same as an illegal sacrifice?" Zhou Ling muttered in a low voice. It doesn't look like a serious exchange scene.

Anyway, leaving Huaxia alone is definitely not the way to treat guests.

Xuan Xiaozi said: "I think the target location may be fraudulent, everyone, be prepared." A few seconds later, he said: "There is no need to translate this sentence."

Translators: "..." Father, they are not stupid, thank you.

Zhou Ling leaned into Ling Xiaozi's ear and said, "Little uncle, what do you think they want to do?"

Ling Xiaozi felt the soft breath in his ears, and his ears moved: "Let's get off the horse." He guessed a possibility casually.

Zhou Ling stroked his chin, squinted his eyes and said, "Is it so swollen? Why don't we give them a blow first?"