One person ascends to the Pure Huang Court

While no one was paying attention to the situation here, Hu Xiuwu tore off a corner of the paper, crumpled it into a small ball, threw it into his mouth and chewed it into a paper bullet. With the addition of saliva, the density of the paper bullet increased several times.

Then Hu Xiuwu pinched the paper bullet between his fingertips and flicked it.

The paper bullet flew out through the wind. At such high speed, even the iron sheet on the edge of the table was broken. With a strong sound of wind, it shot straight towards Wang Ye's face like a crossbow arrow shot from a powerful crossbow.

A white shadow attacked him. Wang Ye raised his right hand to block the trajectory of the paper bullet in advance, but he did not block the attack.

With a turn of his wrist, the soft force in his hand captured the paper bullet, using softness to achieve hardness, allowing it to revolve around Wang Ye's wrist like the moon revolving around the earth.

Then he waved it towards the ground, and the paper bullet changed its direction and hit the floor of the classroom.

Unexpectedly, even though the attack was diverted by Wang Ye, the power of the paper bullet was not reduced at all, and it actually made a small hole in the classroom floor.

In the spacious and ordinary classroom, among the noisy and laughing students, two strangers had completed a test.

Chapter 217: Damn, I hate you!

Teachers will not come to the morning self-study on the first day of school. Most of them are still greeting each other in the office. Not only have the students not seen each other for many days, but most teachers have as well. They also need to keep in touch and get familiar with their work.

The students have not yet recovered from the joy and excitement of the holidays, and are still lazily. Some are so exhausted that they wish they had ten hands.

The little entanglement between Hu Xiuwu and Wang Ye did not cause any waves.

Wang Ye gave Hu Xiuwu a sidelong look. It was only a summer vacation, but why didn't Hu Xiuwu learn well? He was like a school bully and even learned to play paper bullets. He whispered to Hu Xiuwu:

"Grandson, what's wrong with you? Are you so depressed after a whole summer vacation? Are you not afraid of being caught by Nadutong for performing magic in public?"

How could Wang Ye, who had practiced in Wudang Mountain for some time, not know the existence of Naduotong?

"No, it's just like driving a car. If you're not caught, it's not a violation." Hu Xiuwu lay on the table and said lazily, "I'm a little curious because I see your cultivation has improved. I still don't know what level your cultivation has reached."

"Yes, that move just now had some flavor of Tai Chi Cloud Hands. It seems that you have caught the attention of Wudang. Are you really planning to become a monk?"

Even if all of Tai Chi was not passed on to Wang Ye, but only a little bit of it, that is not a treatment that everyone can get. It is enough to show how much Wudang values ​​Wang Ye.

Once the Cloud Hand is used, everyone will know that this person is related to Wudang. Wang will also enjoy the benefits brought by Wudang's reputation. At the same time, his every word and action will also have an impact on Wudang's reputation.

If Wang Ye goes astray and commits a disaster in the future, Wudang will have an unshirkable responsibility. Therefore, Taoist Yunlong must have a certain degree of confidence in Wang Ye's character before he taught him the basics of Tai Chi.

Hearing Hu Xiuwu talking about this topic, Wang Ye's mood also became heavy: "I have some plans to do so. The mountain is too lively and not suitable for me."

"It's just that I talked about this matter to Taoist Yunlong in a vague way last time, and he told me to focus on my studies first, and wait until I am an adult, if my mind still remains unchanged, then we can talk about it."

Putting his hand on his chin, Hu Xiuwu said seriously, "That's right. Nowadays, no one accepts illiterate people. It is more important to have a certificate."

"Besides, I haven't figured out how to tell my parents yet."

Wang Ye sighed and said that it was his parents, but in fact it was mainly his father Wang Weiguo who had difficulty passing the test. On the contrary, his mother Wang Ye had some confidence that she could pass it smoothly.

The two of them met and whispered, discussing their recent situations, when suddenly the classroom became silent.

It is a very strange yet common phenomenon that in a noisy classroom, if some students suddenly stop talking, it will infect the students around them like a virus, and then the students in the whole class will no longer dare to be silent.

The classroom suddenly became quiet, as if a still button had been pressed. In an instant it was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

Even Hu Xiuwu and Wang Ye were no exception. They followed the crowd and calmed down. They raised their heads and looked puzzledly to see what had happened.

However, most of the students in the classroom were staring blankly at the door of the classroom. Leaning against the door was a senior sister with long flowing hair, a slim figure, heroic features, and a refreshing and generous smile on her face?

The young and beautiful 'senior sister' leaned against the door, stood on tiptoe, put her hand on her forehead, and looked into the classroom.

Seeing this scene, Xiaotian's face turned red like the red crosses he often saw on his test papers, and his heart was pounding wildly. Even when he saw his father pulling out the belt, his heart beat faster than before.

No disrespect to the belt, just an appreciation of beauty.

"Really? Xiaotian, you are such a lustful guy. Brother Muzhi, look at him..."

Jin Yuanyuan was very unhappy with Xiaotian's performance. She had been with them for such a long time, but had never seen these two bastards treat her like this. Am I not beautiful enough?

Even a steady man like Liu Muzhi appeared to be fascinated.

Jin Yuanyuan put her hands on her hips and said to Liu Muzhi in a rage, "Brother Muzhi! How can you be like this too?"

Liu Muzhi blushed and smiled innocently: "She is indeed pretty. I took a few more glances at her without paying attention."

"Don't I look good?"

Liu Muzhi didn't know that his words had actually ignited a powder keg. Jin Yuanyuan came close to Liu Muzhi angrily, and her pretty face with a girlish charm was in front of him.

As they were closer, Liu Muzhi could see more clearly the peach-like blush that suddenly appeared on Jin Yuanyuan's face, her seductive eyes filled with mist, and himself in Jin Yuanyuan's eyes.

After a moment, Jin Yuanyuan realized that she had gone too far and took a few steps back in panic. She seemed to be even angrier, because the red cloud on her face had spread to her neck and ears.

Liu Muzhi stammered in silence, lowered his head and dared not raise it again.

While no one noticed the situation here, Jin Yuanyuan quickly changed the subject, patted Wang Ye who had remained calm from beginning to end, and said to Xiaotian with contempt:

"Look at Xiaoye, how calm he is, unlike you guys, who act like a dog that saw shit."

Wang Ye actually noticed the actions of Jin Yuanyuan and Liu Muzhi just now, but he did not make it public. He followed Jin Yuanyuan's wishes, changed the subject, and said jokingly:

"Don't you see that he has an Adam's apple? He's a man!"

"What! A man!"

Xiaotian let out a painful roar that shook the entire classroom. One could imagine how shocked he was.

The noisy noise here attracted the attention of the "senior sister" who was looking around. After she saw a person lying on the table, hiding his face, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible, pretending to be dead, his eyes lit up and he walked towards this side leisurely.

He came to Wang Ye, and under Wang Ye's scrutinizing and somewhat wary eyes, he stretched out his finger and poked the classmate lying on the table, and saw that the classmate was pretending to be dead and not moving.

Then, leaning down, she whispered in his ear:

"Classmate, this is not like you. You have the courage to fight against gods and invite gods to join the game."

"Why are you afraid of me, Mr. Hu Xiuwu?"

"By the way, why do temporary workers from South China go to school in Sijiu City? Can you tell me?"

Unable to escape, Hu Xiuwu had no choice but to raise his head and stare at the newcomer with murderous intent, almost uttering a name from between his teeth:

"Wang Zhen ball!"

Wang Zhenqiu! This cancer from the southwest actually followed Hu Xiuwu to Sijiu City!

At this moment, Hu Xiuwu suddenly realized the principle of keeping a low profile taught by his master Wu Dechang and his teacher Zhang Huaiyi.

Hu Xiuwu's performance in the Worm Valley was so outstanding, and his "inadvertent" revelation of his identity as a temporary worker in South China aroused Wang Zhenqiu's curiosity even more.

That was the first temporary worker Wang Zhenqiu knew other than himself.

Liao Zhong asked Hu Xiuwu to replace Chen Duo and cooperate with Wang Zhenqiu because he was worried that Wang Zhenqiu would get entangled with Chen Duo like this and things would get out of control.

However, Liao Zhong thought that Hu Xiuwu was innocent. The matter of the Zhuchen Pearl was a secret known everywhere. If he was entangled by Wang Zhenqiu because of this, he could just inform him. He would let Hao Yi tie the rope on Wang Zhenqiu and take him back.

Therefore, even if Hu Xiuwu was entangled by Wang Zhen's ball, he would not suffer any loss.

What secrets could a little kid have? It’s not enough that he has one secret that can change the world, could he have another one?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. I, Liao Zhong, have been traveling around the world for decades and have never seen such a person!

If I had known how persistent this cancer Wang Zhenqiu would be and how he would not get off once he got stuck, he would have used the "Huangting Sutra" to change his appearance and appear on the scene.

Hu Xiuwu rejected Wang Zhenqiu in a cold tone: "Who are you? I don't know you!"

"Did I recognize the wrong person?" Wang Zhenqiu pretended to be confused, then took out a photo from his pocket, "Yes, the person in the photo is the temporary worker from South China."

In the photo, Chen Duo stood in a pool of blood, but her body was clean without a trace of blood.

Careless,

Wang Zhenqiu, I hate you!

Chapter 218 Vigilance

Summer is about to pass, and it is unwilling to leave just like that. It blows up gusts of hot wind, making the fire of the world's furnace burn even more vigorously. People baked by the scorching sun sweat profusely and become listless, and people stirred by the hot wind have a strong liver-fire.

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I'm already here."

"Why come here?"

"For the truth."

What the truth is, you are clearly doing this for fun!

Just after Wang Zhenqiu took out Chen Duo's photo, Hu Xiuwu knew that Wang Zhenqiu had already investigated the true identity of the temporary worker of South China Nadutong, but he still chased him to Sijiu City, which clearly showed that he had bad intentions.

Hu Xiuwu had no choice but to pull Wang Zhenqiu away first. If he stayed in the classroom, he didn't know what he would do. If he really talked about strange people in the classroom, Wang Zhenqiu could just leave afterwards, but Hu Xiuwu would have to explain to all his classmates.

Before leaving, Wang Ye pulled Hu Xiuwu, looked at him twice, and asked him with his eyes if he needed help. Hu Xiuwu shook his head slightly at him.

Wang Ye can't swim, so why drag him into the water?

Wang Zhenqiu cooperated and followed Hu Xiuwu to the school rooftop. The rooftops of domestic schools were not like those in anime, where you could enter and exit freely at ordinary times and were equipped with barbed wire and benches.

Most schools don’t even have stairs leading to the rooftop. They use ladders instead, for fear that students will go to the rooftop when they have nothing to do and something unexpected might happen.

However, how could this little trouble stop two aliens? With just a light touch, they jumped up.

The climate in Sijiu City is dry, with strong winds and heavy dust. There is a lot of dust on the rooftops, and some corners have garbage blown up by the wind. It is not aesthetically pleasing at all.

The modern supernatural beings who hold power can only communicate in such places like the ghosts in the dark corners. It is no wonder that there are always people like Wang Wanghu who are indignant about this.

Hu Xiuwu was furious: "What on earth are you going to do! Wang Zhenqiu!"

"Of course I'm too interested in you."

Wang Zhenqiu held his face in his hands, his face flushed and with a disgusting smile on his face. He looked at Hu Xiuwu affectionately, as if he saw a fascinating puzzle, a game that made him addicted.

"Hu Xiuwu, a former disciple of Shangqing. His master was Wu Dechang, the oldest disciple of Shangqing. He was suddenly excommunicated by Shangqing two years ago. What's even more suspicious is that your master Wu Dechang passed away in the same year."

"Why, your experience is very similar to Wang Wanghu's."

Wang Zhenqiu was teasing with a smile on his face, his eyes curved, but hidden beneath the smile was his constant attempt to understand Hu Xiuwu's expression and psychology.

However, Hu Xiuwu had a blank expression and empty eyes, without revealing any flaws.

But Wang Zhenqiu was not discouraged. The test had just begun and he had not yet used his ultimate move.

Wang Zhenqiu spoke in the tone of a storyteller, speaking in rhythmic sentences:

"I thought you were the same as Wang Wanghu, and that you were responsible for the death of your master. But you haven't been back to Maoshan since Wu Dechang died. Isn't that a bit unfilial?"