Listening to Phoenix's self-deprecating words, Qingluan did not dare to answer.
The mess between Tian Dao and the Feng Clan is not something that a little god like him can talk about.
Fortunately, Phoenix didn't need him to answer. His pale fingertips flicked in front of Qingluan's forehead, withdrawing the resentment that had invaded Qingluan's body. Then he retracted his hand, and the whole person was hidden in the darkness that could not be seen, only a strand of black hair swept across the corner of his clothes.
"The stars in the south are floating, and there may be changes in the world, and the changes will fall in the Xuanmen family," the person in the dark said solemnly: "You go to investigate first, and I will leave in three days."
Hearing this, Qingluan didn't react for a while, and after a while, he said in surprise: "Sir, you, you want to leave the customs?"
Ever since the Phoenix came into being, it seems to have always cared about it in her heart and did not want to be involved in the human world. Although she obeyed the instructions of Heaven to integrate her true form into the foundation of the judgment, she has been in the enchantment to protect her true appearance since then. The name retreats, and it will only wake up once in a hundred years.
However, most of the time this so-called awakening is just lazily turning over, closing his eyes and continuing to sleep.
Phoenix is nominally the owner of the Judgment, but he has never actually come forward to take charge of the affairs of the Judgment, and has put on a ten percent appearance as a hands-off shopkeeper.
The affairs of the Judgment Office have always been managed by him and the Sifang Divine Beasts. Over the years, the belief in the world has collapsed, the star power has weakened, and Suzaku and Xuanwu have disappeared one after another, and he has become more and more powerless.
Phoenix's willingness to be born at this time to preside over the overall situation is a powerful reassurance for the entire mythical beast race.
Qingluan's voice trembled a little: "Then, that subordinate will clean up the palace for the adults as soon as possible—"
"Just do it as usual."
Phoenix's voice revealed a little untraceable exhaustion. The resentment he merged was not a simple aura. It was the enormous power accumulated by human beings for hundreds of millions of annual meetings. Even if he wanted to control it, he was very reluctant. , Every minute and every second, it takes a huge amount of energy to suppress the tyrannical power in the body, otherwise the body will be torn to shreds in an instant.
However, although he was engulfed by the grievances of heaven and earth and turned into a godless monster, he was not without gain.
During the fusion process, he touched the power of rules with this huge power, and he was able to spy on the trajectory of the world.
He didn't want to say more, only half closed his eyes, and said lightly: "Go down first."
…
The next day, Su Zui folded many villains out of talisman paper, dripped blood and hid them all over the school.
So when night falls, a little paper man walks out of a corner of the school with short legs, turns into an expressionless Su Zui, walks into the dormitory and lay down straight to sleep, sleeps until the dormitory opens, and then is on time He got up and left the dormitory, turned into a corner, and with a puff he turned into a little man less than the size of a palm, lying on the ground motionless.
The wholesale version of the little paper figurines leaves early and returns late, and they are taciturn and will not say anything other than a simple greeting.
Fortunately, Su Zui was originally a quiet person, so no one felt wrong.
—Except for Xie Yu, who has sensitive five senses.
He hesitated to say anything, but he couldn't help his inner torment. He turned on his mobile phone and secretly talked to his friend Shudong: "I found that a roommate of mine didn't wash his feet every night when he came back, and he didn't wash his face and brush his teeth when he left... "
The friend was very shocked: "It's 9102 years, and there are still people who are so careless! Why don't you mention it to him? This is not good for the hygiene of the dormitory."
Xie Yu's mood was even more complicated: "The problem is, he looks quite clean, much neater than me..."
Xie Yu had something in his heart, and couldn't help but glance at the back of Su Zui's head during class.
Su Zui didn't notice that his roommate was worried about the washing situation of the paper figurine, he looked at the vice president who pushed the door in.
The professor of their class was temporarily busy and asked the vice dean to give them a class on their behalf.
There was a slight surprise in Su Zui's eyes.
The female ghost, who could only be seen in the dark before, can now see a faint shadow during the day. Not only that, she also moved from the back of the vice president to his neck, and stretched out her slender arms to wrap the vice president. His neck was pressed against his ear, as if he was whispering in a lover's ear.
The current vice president has almost become a collection of yin qi. In Su Zui's field of vision, every step he takes, he will leave a faint black footprint on the spot.
He dared to be sure that if this ghost is not dealt with again, in three days, the life of the vice president will be gone.
How did it get worse so fast
Su Zui always felt that something was not right, and the basic method of step-by-step should be followed by ghosts to harm people, but this female ghost seemed to have taken medicine, and the yin qi jumped and expanded visibly to the naked eye.
It made him wonder if someone was secretly helping the seedlings grow.
The yin qi on the vice president's body was already so strong that anyone with a little patience could sense that something was wrong.
In an instant, many students had strange expressions on their faces.
Meng Qingzhi's expression changed for a moment.
"Everything is quiet! Teacher, don't speak below in class! What does it look like!"
The vice dean didn't realize that something was wrong with him, and after a few reprimands, he opened the courseware and started talking nonstop.
He lectures very fast. This class is a science-oriented course. It is difficult for these liberal arts students to hear it. He speaks like he is in a hurry to reincarnate. He doesn't stop for more than two seconds. Most of the students were confused.
In the end, some students raised their hands and asked him to speak more slowly, but he scolded him loudly!
"I still don't understand, what class are you taking? How did you graduate from high school?!"
"… "
The atmosphere in the classroom was very subtle for a while. The students didn't dare to attack him in public because he was the leader, but they were not very happy.
University teachers are different from middle and high school teachers. Even if they are strict, they are more strict in their coursework at most. They don't usually treat students with such disrespect. They are all very equal.
Just the deputy dean who suddenly appeared as a substitute, with the attitude of his grandson as a student, it makes people uncomfortable to look at it!
Not long after, the deputy dean began to ask questions to the roll call, and the students were all in danger, sighing and praying in their hearts that they would not be so unlucky to be drawn.
"This is Su Zui, get up and answer the question!"
After winning the first prize, Su Zui instantly received many sympathetic glances.
Sure enough, the vice president asked an extremely tricky question.
Someone couldn't help but groan in a low voice.
"It's poisonous, I have already previewed the second year class, and I haven't seen this knowledge point."
"Did you come to toss us on purpose?!"
"I searched, and even graduates may not be able to answer this damn question."
The discussion couldn't be suppressed any longer. Almost all the classmates had no doubt that Su Zui would definitely not be able to answer such a perverted question, and would be embarrassed by this neurotic vice president.
Even the vice-principal himself was already prepared to attack. A few seconds after Su Zui stood up, he threw the roll list onto the podium: "You're—"
However, at this time, Su Zui interrupted him in a hurry: "This problem can be solved in three ways, here is only the most concise one..."
The boy's voice was not high, it was as clean as a clear spring, but it had a strange penetrating power, which easily suppressed the hoarse voice of the vice president.
He accurately found the most critical one among the complicated clues, and started to split the topics gradually from this clue, with a clear thinking comparable to a textbook.
As he answered fluently, the vice-principal's expression changed from dazed suspicion to disbelief, and finally to anger into anger. His expression was like a tortoise that can only evolve, and the layers became greener.
After Su Zui answered the question, he sat down directly. Yaque was speechless in the classroom for several seconds before thunderous applause suddenly erupted.
The students' hearts: Although I don't understand, I feel like a big guy!
And most importantly, the boss choked the vice-principal with his long nostrils.
Looking at the expression on his face, the word "stinky" can no longer be used to describe it.
Although it wasn't me who made the vice president angry like this, it was a great feeling to watch with my own eyes!
In an instant, Su Zui's image in the hearts of a group of new classmates suddenly became more than a little bit taller, and he was heading in the direction of "hero".
When the vice dean stopped drinking unhappily, the classmates clapped for half a minute before they stopped.
Meng Qingzhi's face was a little light.
He was kind by nature, and didn't like Su Zui's sharp handling of problems and intensifying conflicts, but everyone was cheering, so he had to applaud twice.
In the commotion, no one noticed that Su Zui grabbed a ray of spiritual energy with his fingertips and waved it in the direction of the vice president.
The aura silently fell into the female ghost's hair, and soon changed its shape, blending with the hair.
Meng Qingzhi's eyes frequently fell on the vice president, frowning and wondering what he was thinking.
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As soon as he returned to the rental house, Meng Qingzhi called Meng Heyang.
"Uncle, what's going on with our vice president? Didn't you promise to show him Feng Shui to exorcise evil spirits? Today, the yin qi in his body can't be stopped."
"Hey, I didn't want to make him feel a little bit of a crisis, so I raised the ghost a little bit. You don't know that this guy's family is very rich, but he only paid two million to buy his life. What a stingy!"
After hearing two million, Meng Qingzhi paused for a moment, but soon warned softly: "Such dangerous things should be done less often. If someone finds out and reports it, it's hard to tell."
Meng Heyang: "Okay, I'll take care of him tonight."
Meng Qingzhi suddenly mentioned: "My classmate named Su Zui had a quarrel with the vice president today."
"Quarrel well, let them quarrel."
Meng Qingzhi lowered his eyes and asked, "Did Uncle have any festivals with him?"
Meng Heyang rarely sold off: "This... ah, I'll tell you about this when I go back."
As soon as Meng Heyang got home, he whispered the whole story of Su Zui's spiritual bone like he poured beans in a bamboo tube.
However, he didn't mention that he killed his biological mother more than ten years ago because he coveted this spiritual bone. He only said that when he found Su Zui's spiritual bone, he thought of taking it out and giving it to Meng Qingzhi. .
The first time Meng Qingzhi heard that there are such things as spiritual bones between heaven and earth, he looked stunned: "But I see no spiritual energy fluctuations in him at all."
Meng Heyang pouted: "Maybe he got the magic weapon from somewhere to hold it down. Although I don't know the reason for his physique, it's really full of spiritual energy. It's a pity that I couldn't get it for you."
The more he talked, the angrier he said: "That kid is really stupid, I'm not robbing him, I'll help him remove his spiritual bones, and I'll save him from being harassed by ghosts. The matter of mutual benefit is really ignorant!"
Meng Qingzhi pursed his lips and said perfunctorily, "Don't talk about it, since others don't accept their feelings, uncle doesn't have to worry about it."
His mood is really complicated.
No matter who learns that he has missed such a perfect pair of roots, he must be uneasy.
Meng Heyang: "Oh, I'm still thinking about you! Now as our uncle and nephew are dependent on each other, I treat you as my own son, and I will use all resources closely to you first."
He sighed at his nephew's dedication to his nephew: "Fortunately, I found a remnant of a divine beast for you later, which is also an excellent treasure."
Thinking of the broken bones, Meng Qingzhi paused and said slowly, "...Yes, uncle is right."
Although that divine beast is precisely a pseudo-divine beast, and the root bones of the beasts do not match the human body, it is, after all, a half-step god, with its own ability to control beasts.
With this root bone, his physical aptitude has improved a lot, not to mention, when dealing with beasts in the future, there will be many benefits, and it may even make the beasts relax their attitude towards him.
Meng Qingzhi curled his lips and smiled, "The bones of divine beasts are naturally precious, they are gods."
Compared with his current root bone and the innate spiritual bone, it is not necessarily better or worse.
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