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With the incense candles made by Xin Zhu, all the souls that were originally enshrined in front of the statue of Nuwa returned to the trash can, and the light and long-lasting fragrance was emitted after the incense candles were lit.

Looking at the offerings on the incense table, Xin Zhu was satisfied: "This makes sense."

He meditated and rested on the futon as usual, and unknowingly entered a mysterious and mysterious realm.

Xin Zhu opened his eyes as if feeling something, and there was nothing in front of him. He seemed to be sitting on the clouds, surrounded by endless sky.

Xin Zhu got up in a daze and looked around, not knowing where he was.

"Xin Zhu—Xin Zhu—"

A distant call came, as if it came from the sky, but it just landed in the ears.

Xin Zhu's pupils vibrated, and the gray-black pupils that were no different from human beings instantly turned into blue-green vertical pupils, coquettish and frightening.

"Mother?"

The gentle wind blows over the cheeks, as warm as a mother's touch.

Xin Zhu anxiously asked about their whereabouts, but failed to get the desired answer.

"Son, you have more important things to do now. Heaven has sinned against human beings, and Saint Nuwa deduced that the next calamity is coming, and this time it is the human race that should be calamity."

"The human race should be robbed, isn't that..."

Xin Zhu turned pale with shock, every time the calamity was measured and the clan of the calamity was a catastrophe.

In the prehistoric period, the calamity of the Long Han, the calamity of the lich, and the calamity of the gods all changed the color of the practitioners.

For all the tribes that should face the catastrophe, it will not take ten thousand years to recover, and many small races will become extinct during the catastrophe.

"The Dao is fifty, the sky is fourty-nine, and there is a glimmer of life. The saint Nuwa regards the human race as his people, and scattered the three magical artifacts in the human world. I only hope that the human race can wake up in time to make up for their mistakes, and the three magical artifacts of the saint are stable. Dragon veins may be able to resolve the crisis."

Xin Zhu asked: "How did the human race offend the Dao of Heaven?"

No one responded to him anymore, a huge force pushed him down the clouds, and all his spells were useless.

Xin Zhu was startled suddenly, regained consciousness, panting heavily with his hands on the ground.

He thought he fell asleep in no time, but when he looked up, it was morning light, and the incense candle was half burned.

Snakes are cold-blooded animals and do not sweat easily, but at this time he was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he looked very weak.

He was sure it wasn't just a dream.

Before he had time to tidy up his appearance, Xin Zhu teleported directly to the unmonitored and inaccessible alley near the special investigation office.

The special mediation office is close at hand, but Xin Zhu is hesitating.

After thinking twice, he changed direction and ran towards the University City.

Yenching University is one of the best universities in China. It gathers top scientific research faculty and high-quality students, and has a strong academic atmosphere.It was less than six o'clock in the morning, and students were already heading to the library to occupy seats with books in their hands.

Xin Zhu saw someone standing downstairs in the dormitory calling to make an appointment for self-study, and then remembered to call Luo Zizhou.

Luo Zizhou answered quickly, and was a little surprised to hear Xin Zhu said that he had come to Yenching University, and the sound of fabric rubbing came from the other end of the phone.

"Where are you?"

Xin Zhu casually reported the name of the dormitory area in front of him on the right, and waited for Luo Zizhou to pick him up.

The morning of summer dawned very quickly, and it was still dark when Xin Zhu went out. At this time, the sky was bright, but the sun was not too warm.

He found a bench by the side of the road and sat down, boredly observing the surrounding environment.

At this time, there were not many students on the road, and most of them were on their way without distraction, and at most they just took a look at Xin Zhu's appearance.Even if someone thinks he looks familiar, they quickly forget it.

Xin Zhu turned his head when he heard Luo Zizhou's voice, and the man in a suit came towards him with the light behind his back, so he couldn't see his face clearly, the sunlight gilded his figure with a layer of gold.

Xin Zhu once again marveled at Luo Zizhou's beauty.

It's not that he has never seen a good-looking man, but none of them are as good-looking as Luo Zizhou.

Beautiful but not coquettish, handsome without the slightest femininity—unlike himself, who is sometimes recognized as the wrong gender.

What's especially attractive is that Luo Zizhou made him have an inexplicable, even perverted thought - a beauty with blood must look better.

I want to see him covered in blood, the indifference in his eyes bursting into fiery emotions.

Luo Zizhou didn't know what Xin Zhu was thinking, but felt that the way he looked at him became more and more strange, which gave him a chill down his spine.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" He was still resting in the faculty dormitory when he received the call, and he was inevitably in a hurry.

Xin Zhu narrowed his eyes, propped his hands on the bench, and his feet swayed slightly: "I wanted to go to the special mediation office, but they might not believe me, so I came to you first."

"I don't necessarily believe it either." Luo Zizhou said mercilessly.

Xin Zhu shrugged: "But you will remember it in your heart."

There were more and more students on the road, Luo Zizhou guessed that what Xin Zhu was going to say must be serious, this is not a suitable place to talk, so he took Xin Zhu to his office.

Listening to Xin Zhu's narration of what he saw and heard in his dream, Luo Zizhou fell into silence.

Dream teaching has existed since ancient times, but maybe it is really just a dream?

"I've said everything I need to say, so I'll go back to Nuwa Temple first, and you decide whether to remind the Special Investigation Office." Xin Zhu didn't seem to care whether Luo Zizhou believed his words, and couldn't help but pause after walking out of the office building step.

The key to changing the fate of mankind is in the hands of a few of them, but to truly turn the crisis into safety, the entire human race must work together.

To achieve this goal is easier said than done.

When Xin Zhu was in a daze, several students ran past in a panic, and could vaguely hear Luo Zizhou's name.

Not long after, Luo Zizhou went downstairs with those students. Seeing that Xin Zhu was still standing downstairs, he couldn't help but stop: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Xin Zhu pointed to the students behind him: "I just heard what they said, maybe I can help."

There is no way, the Nuwa sage cares about the people, and those who practice the Nuwa Way also worry about the country and the people very much.

Luo Zizhou has another consideration. There are some things that students can do, but teachers cannot.

The accident happened to the students of the competition team guided by Luo Zizhou. They were competing in the Imperial Sports Center these days, but they did not expect that the only girl in the opposite party fell down the stairs today.What's even more unbelievable is that she was deliberately pushed down by a player from another school team.

They are all alumni, and in the eyes of outsiders, it is a joke if they are not united in the face of many powerful enemies and even split internally.

The author has something to say:

Luo Zizhou: I have to carry it.

Xin Xiaozhu: Let me go!

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The heating in the room was too high, I was shivering when I left the room, the alternation of hot and cold caused me to start coughing...

Everyone must pay attention to the body!