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Zhewu: "I believe you are a ghost."

Lao Luo: "Miss Zhe, why are you here?"

Zhewu: "When Shen Shiyan sent me back, I found something abnormal in the base and rushed over when I heard the strange sound of the flute."

Lao Luo turned pale with shock, "What? Shiyan is here too? There are ghosts here, and Shiyan's horoscope is weak, and it is especially easy to attract ghosts. He must not appear in such a place."

Zhe Wu: "It's okay, I've given him the Five Thunder Talisman, he's fine now."

Lao Luo nodded, feeling a little relieved.

Zhewu: "You also heard the sound of the flute."

Lao Luo: "Yes, I am waiting for someone here."

Zhewu: "Who?"

There was a sound of footsteps, and there was another person on the roof.

Zhe Wu looked at the visitor carefully. The middle-aged man in his 40s had crease-like wrinkles on his face, and he felt a sense of vicissitudes.

Lao Luo's eyes were extremely cold in an instant: "Wang Tianlai, you are here."

Zhe Wu looked at the person coming: "Isn't this the old Wang in the room of the program crew?"

Wang Tianlai sneered: "Luo Yongxiang, we met again. The last time we met was already the last time in a blink of an eye. I knew it was your idea that Ah Yan took over this show."

Lao Luo: "That's right. Otherwise, knowledge of inkstones is top-notch, so why would you accept this talent show?"

Wang Tianlai: "Don't you know the danger?"

Lao Luo: "I know, but I can't give up the truth."

Zhewu wondered, what is the relationship between these two people, isn't this old Wang a staff member of the program group, why does his tone sound like a villain, he called Shen Shiyan Ayan, and who is Shen Shiyan. "

Wang Tianlai: "Hmph, it's fine that Ah Yan is fine, if there is something else, I will ask you."

Lao Luo snorted coldly, "I'm afraid you are the least qualified to say such a thing in Yi Xiao Wu Middle School."

When Yi Xiaowu was mentioned, Wang Tianlai's eyes dimmed immediately, even the wrinkles were gone.

It seems that Yixiaowu is a passionate organization. Both Lao Luo and Wang Tianlai used to be members of Yixiaowu, and they broke up for some reason.

When the two were recalling the past when they were facing each other, the sound of the flute calling for death came from the top of the building again. This flute sound was different, not soft and slow, but full of chilling air.

Under the urging of the magic sound, a huge noise began to be heard from the ground below Changlong Mountain, like boiling hot water.

Zhewu: "You two, why don't we put aside the dispute for now, how about unanimity?"

Lao Luo looked at Wang Tianlai and snorted coldly, assuming he agreed.

Zhewu: "This guy is not kind, he releases a resentful spirit to claim his life, and sacrifices to this underground thing. In my opinion, this underground thing is probably an ancient monster."

A flash of surprise flashed in Lao Luo's eyes, "You're right, there are indeed some monsters being suppressed at the foot of Changlong Mountain, but we don't know what exactly it is."

Zhewu: "Then why don't we do it now? What are you waiting for?"

Wang Tianlai's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he accurately caught the strangeness through the black mist, and his excitement could not be concealed in his voice.

"Here comes the coffin bearer!"

Zhe Wu followed his gaze, and saw four men in black appeared out of nowhere on the mountainside, carrying a pitch-black coffin of nanmu wood.

He was rushing towards the foot of the mountain, and with the appearance of the coffin bearer, the black mist laughed and dispersed.

The figure of the flute player appeared halfway up the mountain. The man was dressed in black, and he couldn't tell if he was male or female.

Zhewu: "It's this turtle grandson."

Following the appearance of the flute player, there were a few more figures on the top of the building silently, and behind Zhe Wu, the leading young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, broad shoulders and narrow waist, walked quickly to Lao Luo's side.

"Master, we have already made arrangements for Brother Shen. I don't know which expert is one step ahead of us. There is actually a Five Thunder Talisman left by an expert in Brother Shen's car. Ordinary resentful spirits cannot get close."

Lao Luo glanced at Zhewu.

Zhe Wu: "I don't dare to be an expert, the height of 165 can only be said to be acceptable."

The young man was startled. He didn't expect that the girl who drew the Five Thunder Talisman was so young and so...beautiful. The young man unconsciously became cautious.

Lao Luo: "Alright, Zhao Jing, have all the resentful spirits in the building been swept away?"

Zhao Jing: "Master, I was about to tell you about this, but we were one step late, and the resentful spirits in the building were also swept away by the expert in advance."

"what?"

Lao Luo showed an incredulous expression.

"The number of resentful spirits in the girls' dormitory is not small. This time the gate of hell is opened, at least a few thousand resentful spirits will be released. Who collected all these resentful spirits in advance?"

Zhe Wu coughed softly, "I'm not talented, I'm the one."

Lao Luo seems to have discovered a new world. He just listened to this girl's fierce deeds of begging for a child in a live broadcast. He really didn't expect her Taoism to be so advanced. Thousands of resentful spirits just accept it by themselves?

Wang Tianlai, who had been staring at the foot of the mountain after not speaking for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"It's not good, the coffin bearer has started to move."

Zhewu and Lao Luo looked towards the foot of the mountain, and saw a huge coffin of silk nanmu parked at the foot of the mountain, and four coffin bearers in black surrounded the coffin and knelt down at the foot of the mountain.

Prayed devoutly toward Changlong Mountain. After the prayer, the men in black began to dance around the coffin.

It looked like some sort of mystical ritual.

At this time, the flute player on the mountainside began to play the flute again.

Along with the sound of the flute, there were bursts of noise from the foot of the mountain. It seemed that some huge creature was about to wake up, break through the shackles and soar into the sky.

With the shaking at the foot of the mountain, the film and television base building began to shake.

Lao Luo: "It's faster than we thought, Zhao Jing, you take people to stop the coffin bearer, and Lao Wang and I will meet the partridges!"

Zhewu: "Teacher Luo, I will also stop the coffin bearer, and I need someone to notify the people in the building to move to the square. It may be dangerous to stay in the building."

Lao Luo nodded, approvingly glanced at Zhe Wu, this girl is not only highly skilled in Taoism, but also bold and careful, fearless in times of danger, she is a good seedling.

Lao Luo ordered his subordinates to go to the building first and notify everyone to transfer.

After the arrangements were made, led by Lao Luo, several people touched the ground on their toes and flew towards the foot of the mountain quickly.

Zhe Wu thought about the Art of Rising the Clouds and Riding the Mist, and hurriedly followed.

The whistling wind passed by my ears, and Zhe Wu and Zhao Jing came to the foot of the mountain in an instant.

It was more than ten feet away from the man in black.

Lao Luo and Wang Tianlai ran in the direction of the partridge.

Zhao Jing flew near the man in black and immediately attacked the four of them.

The man in black was displeased when the dance was interrupted, and he fought back at Zhao Jing. Several people were entangled together, and their figures were indistinguishable.

The man in black was well-trained, advanced and retreated properly, and cooperated perfectly. Soon, Zhao Jing was at a disadvantage.

The man in black found a breakthrough. Seeing that Zhao Jing and the others were about to lose, Zhe Wu joined the battle with the Qian Kun sword.

The long sword was extremely powerful, and with two easy moves, there was only a sound of tearing, and the cloth on the man in black was pulled away.

At this time, the black mist receded, the cold moon hung high in the sky, and the battle situation at the foot of the mountain could be seen at a glance.

Borrowing the moonlight, Zhe Wu accidentally saw the skin of the man in black behind his clothes, and almost vomited.