When the Xuanmen master meets a supernatural plot

No matter how Wang Cuihua scolded Xu Wuqiu, Xu Wuqiu still refused to admit it.As if he was really a pure and innocent little white flower.

Wang Cuihua was so angry that she was out of breath. If it was an ordinary man, she would have grabbed her with her nails. Anyway, men would not dare to do anything to her because they wanted to save face.

But Xu Wuqiu was different, that kid dared to scold her in the street, and his face had already been thrown into a ditch. If she really pounced on him, that kid would probably fight her without shame!

Don't look at him acting like a little white flower now, he may be full of bad water and planning something.

Although Wang Cuihua has never studied, she has also heard the saying that there must be a monster when things go wrong. Thinking of this, Wang Cuihua couldn't help shrinking her shoulders.

No wonder this kid behaved so abnormally today, maybe he was holding back some big moves, Wang Cuihua was a little timid.

She can't scold him in this normal state, let alone this evolutionary version?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, so Wang Cuihua hurriedly found an opportunity to turn off the ignition, pretending that she didn't want to argue with Xu Wuqiu anymore, and only said a harsh word, then hurried back to her seat.

Now that the opponent was dumb, Xu Wuqiu didn't want to spend any more time, so he saved his energy early and got out after the fight.

Plate after plate of dishes was served, and in a blink of an eye the table was full and full of aroma.

The aunts around the dining table have learned their lesson this time, eating melons is the way to eat melons, and the chopsticks can't stop.

However, Xu Wuqiu was too talented in shamelessness, looking dignified and reserved, the chopsticks in his hands were dancing so fast that the people at the table were dumbfounded.

In the end, almost half of the dishes on the table fell into Xu Wuqiu's stomach.

All the aunts: I have been feasting for so many years, and this is the first time I have met such a strong opponent!

Xu Wuqiu: Acceptance, Acceptance~

As the leftovers on the dining table became colder, the popularity under the greenhouse became less and less, and in the end there were only a few people left except Xu Wuqiu.

The person who collected the dishes came, holding a large iron basin and wearing a pair of plastic gloves, and threw the empty plates into it neatly with a "boom-boom-boom".

He raised his head, glanced at Xu Wuqiu, and was taken aback for a moment.He didn't know Xu Wuqiu, but as a basic courtesy, he still nodded and greeted him, and continued to pack the things at hand.

Xu Wuqiu rested his chin and stared at that person for a while, he knew this person, he was also a contestant, and he seemed to be a proud disciple of a great sect.

At this time, a familiar voice came from above Xu Wuqiu: "I'm sorry, I caused a misunderstanding that day, my mother is just unforgiving, don't take it to heart..."

Xu Wuqiu raised his head. Although he had only met him once, Xu Wuqiu's photographic memory allowed him to recognize the person in front of him at a glance.

...was the drunk of that day, the son of Wang Cuihua, who was also...a contestant.

Xu Wuqiu shook his head to express that it was nothing, but a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he swept around unconsciously.

... Sure enough, most of the remaining people were contestants.

I don't usually see them, but one or two popped up at critical moments...

What are you doing?Head grabbing?

dream! !

This head belongs to Lao Tzu, so stay where it is cool!

Xu Wuqiu could tell at a glance that these people hadn't recovered their memories at all.

As for this critical moment... they all popped up one by one, he thought maybe the ascetics themselves were extremely sensitive to such ghosts.

But so what?It's fine as a foil, but whoever dares to snatch the head from him will be killed by him!

For some reason, there was a chill in the air, which made everyone present shiver.

Obviously the banquet was over, and they didn't know why they still stayed here. Their premonition told them that something important happened here.

The air in the countryside is always very fresh, but here they smell a "dead" air.

The smell of death is indescribable, but for some reason they are familiar with this smell...

Someone looked at the white flag hanging in front of the door and couldn't help but frown. Isn't it normal for people to smell like death when they hold a funeral?

wrong!Their heartbeats are getting faster and faster...

It is not this kind of breath of death, the breath of death of ordinary people is very weak and can hardly be smelled.

But this breath became more and more intense as time went by...

This is not the breath of one dead person...it is the breath of thousands of dead people! !

They were getting more and more panicked, and even wanted to run away. They had a premonition in their hearts that if they didn't leave, they might become one of the tens of thousands of dead spirits!

Zhang Siyong stayed in the mourning hall, from crying with his head in his arms until he froze in place.

Today is his uncle's first seven days. As one of the few people in the family who escaped the family, he has the obligation to fulfill his filial piety in front of his uncle's memorial tablet...

As the sky became darker and darker, the grief in Zhang Siyong's heart gradually faded unconsciously, replaced by deep fear.

...Because he also felt the dead air, the one closest to the coffin began to feel numb, and his pupils shrank suddenly...

He has to escape!Get out of here anyway!And now!immediately!immediately!

At this moment, the so-called family affection and grief are all left behind, and survival is the most important thought!

Zhang Siyong just stood up, turned his back to the coffin and wanted to leave, but found that his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and no matter how he swayed, he never moved a bit.

Zhang Siyong opened his mouth wide, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Big... big... uncle, I'm your nephew!" Zhang Siyong said tremblingly, and then turned his head back very slowly.

From the corner of my eye...that corner is very dark...

If you look carefully, you will be able to see a purple-faced man in a shroud standing there upright.

His eyes stared straight at Zhang Siyong, and a greedy flame rose from the depths of his pupils.

"Ah—" Zhang Siyong opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout, but he was too nervous to make a sound for a long time.

"I'm your nephew..." He gestured with his lips, trying to remind the man that there was still a family relationship between them.

"Nephew..." The man stuck to these two words with a gloomy and hoarse voice. He raised his head for a moment, opened his mouth, and blood flowed from his mouth: "What is that? Food?"

"No..." Zhang Siyong shook his head frantically, refuting the man's words, with endless horror in his eyes.

"Chacha..." The man let out a strange laugh, stretched out his pale hand and approached Zhang Siyong step by step.

At this moment, Zhang Siyong's brain suddenly felt burning pain, as if it was burning fiercely.

He seemed to be unconscious, without any movement.

Behind the "camera", head Zhang and others were as anxious as ants on a hot pot: "Siyong, run!"

Whether Zhang Siyong could hear it or not, they kept shouting.

Although Zhang Siyong is outstandingly talented, he simply doesn't have the ability to compete with a child of luck in a small world at a young age.

What's more, he hasn't recovered his memory yet, he is just a mortal now!

If they act rashly, it will be tantamount to giving up this assessment, and even leave a bad reputation in the Taoist sect.

But this is Siyong!They see big kids from childhood!

Seeing that Zhang Siyong's situation is getting more and more dangerous, when some of them can't help but want to make a move——

Zhang Siyong raised his head suddenly, his expression couldn't coincide with the panic just now.

At this moment, his eyes changed. Although he was still nervous, he was obviously much calmer.

He is no longer like a child full of righteous indignation, and now he finally has a stable look.

Li Gui was startled, he couldn't figure out what happened...

But so what, he is the most powerful existence in this world now!

He stretched out his pale hand, exposing the three-inch nails on the top, and wanted to pierce Zhang Siyong's neck maliciously——

But at this moment, Zhang Siyong suddenly broke free from his restraint, and escaped out the door in a daze.

Li Gui was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he gritted his teeth and ran out the door with a sharp annoyance.

"Siyong! Run! Run to Xu Wuqiu's side!" Uncle Zhang shouted outside the screen, and the rest were equally nervous.

When Xu Wuqiu discussed the plan with the "chicken", they were in front of them, so they naturally understood that Xu Wuqiu already had the trump card to end all this.

In this world full of dangers, only Xu Wuqiu's side is the safest.

I don't know if it's a tacit understanding, but Zhang Siyong saw the young man who looked extremely leisurely as soon as he went out.

When the audience was in a panic, Xu Wuqiu was so eye-catching...

It seems that he has been fully prepared for this panic... Could there be any way for him? !

Xu Wuqiu's appearance gave Zhang Siyong a dose of reassurance, and became the only sustenance for his safety.

Whether Xu Wuqiu was willing or not, he ran directly behind Xu Wuqiu.

Seeing his movements, Xu Wuqiu tilted his head back and looked at him with a slight frown.

Because of panic, Zhang Siyong's lips had lost any color.

Sensing the young man's emotions, Zhang Siyong shook his lips and said softly: "I'm sorry,...please save me..."

I thought that the young man might disagree, but who knew that the young man said lightly: "Okay."

Zhang Siyong was full of thoughts, and he didn't know what to say when he had infinite words in his heart.

All I can say is, "Thank you."

Xu Wuqiu nodded, turned his head back indifferently, and couldn't help yawning again.

Competition belongs to competition, but people can still be saved when the phone is turned off.

Who made... he is a kind little white flower?

The rest of the people hurriedly wanted to escape, but found that an invisible barrier seemed to be set up near the house.

...they can only move around here.

They were nervous like never before, and after seeing Zhang Siyong escaped from the mourning hall, they were even more frightened to the extreme.

Even this dutiful son has come out, how can ordinary people ignore the crisis here?

Suddenly they saw Zhang Siyong running towards the young man in the corner, which made them a little puzzled, but no matter what, the young man's leisurely appearance gave them great confidence.

Young people must have something to do!

Unknowingly, everyone moved closer to Xu Wuqiu, and Xu Wuqiu gradually formed a small group.

After Li Gui ran out of the house, he saw Xu Wuqiu sitting firmly on Mount Tai...and... the food behind him.

"Chacha..." Li Gui laughed, and the wind blew up instantly.

But I don't know why, only Xu Wuqiu's place is free from any disturbance, like another world.

The confrontation between the two momentums is obvious.

The author has something to say: This sleep is a bit long...

This chapter is to make up for yesterday. I will try today and code it out as much as possible. It will be published at two o'clock.