When the Xuanmen master meets a supernatural plot

On the night when he came out of Ying Xuanhuai's house, Xu Wuqiu quietly put his ears on the door, and when the door next door dinged, Xu Wuqiu quickly changed his position and put his ears on the balcony.

I don't know if Ying Xuanhuai has seen his "masterpiece"?

Although he knew that his behavior was immoral, he didn't feel guilty at all.

...About less than 10 minutes later, the washing machine next door suddenly made the sound of stirring.

Xu Wuqiu:! !

His eyes lit up, if it wasn't for his bad voice, he would have opened a bottle of drink with the kid to celebrate!

About an hour later, Xu Wuqiu heard movement on the balcony. He waited for a while, and then ran over stealthily after there was no sound at all.

He grabbed the railing on the balcony and found that his three-piece suit was hanging on the clothesline next door!

Excellent! !Xu Wuqiu slept happily that night.

This is the first time that the little ghost slept with Xu Wuqiu. The little ghost was a little excited. Although he often quarreled with his father, he had never slept with his parents before!

He is full of expectations for this.

Although Xu Wuqiu persuaded him, do you want to prepare a small bed for him alone?However, the little ghost refused without even thinking about it. How could he just give up on the experience he had so hard to come by?

That night, the little ghost changed into a blue rabbit pajamas, and tiptoed beside Xu Wuqiu.

Xu Wuqiu was not in good spirits these two days, and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

The little ghost took a look, and gently pulled the quilt over the two of them.

He is such a sweet little baby!The little ghost also fell asleep happily.

In order to show his filial piety, he was afraid that his father would not be able to cover the quilt in the middle of the night, so he wanted to get up and cover up the quilt for his father...

However, there is still a difference between fairy tales and reality.

The little ghost sat up from the bed expressionlessly, looking at the quilt rolled into a ball by his father...he didn't want to talk anymore.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt towards himself, but his father had already rolled himself into a chrysalis, and the kid tried his best to suck the quilt, but he didn't pull it.

Kid: "..."

He shook his father, trying to wake him up, so that his father would give him some quilts.

Xu Wuqiu: I'm so annoying, I want to sleep!Whoever dares to disturb Lao Tzu's sleep will be killed by Lao Tzu!

No matter how the kid called, the other party ignored him.He even got anxious, and the other party kicked him under the bed.

The kid sitting on the ground: "..."

Fairy tales are deceptive!

He climbed onto the bed again, trying to grab the quilt, but his father kicked him under the bed again.

Kid: "..." This father and son can't be anymore!

alright!Can he not pull the quilt? !

Angrily, the little ghost climbed onto the bed again, leaning against Xu Wuqiu's back and going straight to sleep.

Xu Wuqiu fell into a drowsy sleep until a faint scream woke him up.

"Don't bite me... I'm not food... don't eat me... blah blah..."

WTF? !

Xu Wuqiu opened his eyes suspiciously, startled by the scene before him.

I saw him hugging the little devil with both hands, biting the other's arm with his mouth, and he was drooling.

The little ghost cried out in aggrieved manner.

This frightened Xu Wuqiu so much that he let go, he stammered and said, "It's fine, why did I bite you?"

The little ghost cried: "You said I was jelly... woo woo..."

Xu Wuqiu! "..."

He looked at the little ghost's translucent body, and the other person's body was cold as a ghost, so it really looked like a lump of jelly.

As the kid's father, he is guilty, even if his son looks like jelly, he can't eat it!

He said guiltily to his son: "I apologize to you! Dad will never bite you tonight..."

The kid ran away crying and hid behind the curtain: "And tonight? Impossible! I will never sleep with you again!"

Xu Wuqiu: "..." Well, he knew that he might do more than the things in front of him.

Being his son is really not an ordinary grievance.

The sun was just right today, Xu Wuqiu thought about it, and estimated that one day would be enough to dry his clothes, so from noon to night, he waited for someone to bring his clothes.

However, until someone came back at night, and even in the early hours of the morning, there was not even a little movement next door.

Xu Wuqiu: "..." Well, I was thinking too much.

Because he was wronged yesterday, Xu Wuqiu didn't dare to knock on Ying Xuanhuai's door, so he just waited and waited...until his pair of underpants were almost dry, and Ying Xuanhuai didn't see him bring his clothes.

Xu Wuqiu: "..."

No, there is almost nothing to wear here. With this one, he can wash it one day later.

So, one day, when someone was not around, he jumped off the railing, and Yukong Feifei "stealed" a large pile of clothes hanging on the veranda.

Xu Wuqiu: No!This is obviously my clothes, why use the word "steal"? !

Wearing the penultimate pair of underpants, Xu Wuqiu touched his waist, and it was almost healed.

That being the case, you can't stay in the house all day long, it's time to go out for a walk.

He yawned, thinking about the sects that "betrayed" him back then, he felt that it was time to settle the score...... Although he was wrong in the first place.

But if you don't go, everyone will think he is easy to mess with.

……

As soon as Xu Wuqiu stepped into the gate of the Qingshui School, the sweeping disciples didn't even sweep the floor, just threw the broom, and ran towards the door, howling: "Quickly tell the head, that Xu is here!"

Xu Wuqiu lit a cigarette in satisfaction. Even though I have retired for many days, there are still legends about my master in the world.

He swaggered in, and the others stepped aside when they saw him.

Walking through the front door, and then through the middle door, you are about to enter the lobby, guessing that the head of Yan should be there.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked towards him. He wore a pair of glasses and looked rather rigid.

Xu Wuqiu squinted his eyes, and he found that there was a little yin on this man.

This person's seal was black, and he always walked past Xu Wuqiu with a straight face.

Just as he was about to leave, Xu Wuqiu suddenly stopped him: "This... sir, please wait a moment!"

The man paused, turned his head, and found that Xu Wuqiu was younger, his brows frowned, but he still maintained basic courtesy.

"you are……"

Xu Wuqiu smiled: "...just an ordinary disciple."

"Oh!" The other party's brows lowered, and his face became respectful. Even if it is a disciple, once it involves metaphysics, an ordinary person like him cannot afford to offend.

"I don't know if the little master called me to stop, what's the matter?"

Xu Wuqiu looked at his face and asked, "I wonder what kind of occupation you are in?"

When the other party heard this, he quickly took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Xu Wuqiu with both hands.

Xu Wuqiu took it and took a look. The material was a very ordinary piece of cardboard with the words: Zhang Qiang, the vice principal of No. [-] Middle School in the eighth district of the Imperial City.

The eighth district is a small suburb under the jurisdiction of the imperial capital, similar to a small county town.Although the imperial capital is very prosperous, the eighth district is still relatively remote, and it is relatively backward.

There are only eight districts in the imperial capital, and it can be ranked in the eight districts. The overall strength is still not as good as the first few.

Xu Wuqiu looked at the business card, then at Zhang Qiang: "What's up with you recently? You know the nature of this place."

Zhang Qiang's face was a little pale: "It is true that there are some things. Not long ago, a student in the school jumped off the building..."

Xu Wuqiu asked with concern: "Is there anything wrong with the parents?"

"Parents' mood swings are relatively large. Of course, I came here today...mainly to invite Master to visit the school..."

"Oh?" Xu Wuqiu asked suspiciously, "Look...you mean?"

When Zhang Qiang spoke, he could clearly see the pressure between his brows: "I jumped off the building, but the ghost lingered, and people in the school were panicked...the teachers didn't even go to class!"

Xu Wuqiu asked curiously, "You know it's a lingering ghost?"

"Yes!" Zhang Qiang sighed, even a little scared: "In the middle of the night, students often see the dead classmate endorsing in the corridor..."

"Could it be a psychological effect?"

"No! No way!" Zhang Qiang shook his head, his lips turned pale: "Many people have seen it...even a vague figure can be seen in the surveillance..."

The more Zhang Qiang talked, the more excited he became, and suddenly it occurred to him that the person in front of him was just a young disciple, so what's the use of telling him?Only then did it quiet down.

"Sorry! I'm taking the liberty!"

"fine……"

"By the way! I have something to do at school recently. I shouldn't stay for a long time. I'll go first. Goodbye, little master..."

Xu Wuqiu nodded, and left in a hurry for convenience.

Xu Wuqiu thought about it thoughtfully, then shook his head helplessly, forget it!A brat, anyone from the Qingshui faction can deal with it, so it shouldn't be a problem for him.

Thinking, he continued to walk in swaggeringly.

Head Yan obviously heard the reports from his disciples, drinking tea in the hall, waiting for him for a long time.

Xu Wuqiu walked into the lobby, there were two seats in front of him, and head Yan sat on one side, while the other was empty.

On both sides, with a cup of tea on one side.

"Hey, have you made the tea for me?"

Master Yan snorted: "I didn't expect to be alive?"

Xu Wuqiu also sneered, sat on the seat on the other side, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Isn't this just to "thank you" and come to you specifically?"

"Heh..." Headmaster Yan didn't care how the smell of his cigarette wafted, and took a sip of tea.

At this moment, Yan Xin, the granddaughter of the head of Yan, came, carrying a schoolbag and holding a test paper in her hand, so serious that she didn't even waste the time of walking.

"Oh! Xinxin, don't be so urgent about studying, what if you fall and knock?" Headmaster Yan became anxious, and quickly persuaded.

Yan Xin raised her head after hearing this, and wanted to persuade her grandfather not to worry, but suddenly saw a familiar one.

"Hey! It's you! Why are you here?!" Yan Xin was a little excited. If Xu Wu hadn't asked her for help last time, he might have died.

Xu Wuqiu picked up the tea cup: "I came to talk to your grandpa!"

He opened the lid and saw that there was only half a cup of tea inside, he was a little puzzled. He knew that the tea should not be filled up, but this is too little, right?

Hey... the taste of this tea seems familiar?

Thinking about it, Xu Wuqiu was suddenly taken aback.

Depend on! ! !

Fuck!Got it! !

He raised his head, saw a sly look in Yan Zhangmen's eyes, and his teeth itched with anger.

No wonder he doesn't mind smoking, and he doesn't panic when people come, and he has been playing tricks on him here for a long time! !

Xu Wuqiu was completely panicked, and quickly tried to squeeze out the cigarette, but the familiar footsteps stopped just outside the gate...

Xu Wuqiu raised his head tremblingly, and as expected, his president looked at him with a heavy face.

Ying Xuanhuai also didn't understand that today he just happened to come to head Yan with something to do, but after going out for a while, the children at home sat in his original position... although it was nothing.

The key...is that the cigarette was burning wildly.