The evil spirit spurted out and immediately surrounded Lin Qian.
Lin Qian swung the head of the black dragon and smashed it towards the evil spirit.
Liu Baihua stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up with her feet on her feet, and felt the mountain suddenly vibrate, with a bang, like something heavy hitting the ground.
The vibrations spread from the mountain to the bottom, making it difficult for him to stand still.
After finally standing firm, he wanted to ask the immortal loudly what happened above.
As a result, the banging sound went straight and the vibrations became louder and louder.
No, what's going on? Immortals don't want to blow up mountains, right?
Three minutes later, the shaking finally stopped.
The immortal walked down the stairs with a calm look on his face, "Okay, let's go back and take a look. There is no evil spirit left."
Liu Baihua wanted to kneel down and say thanks, but the sword that had been hanging above her head for many years was actually crushed to pieces by the immortal in three minutes.
To practice, you must seize the time to practice!
The ancestors' lack of cultivation and short-sightedness actually caused several heads to lose their lives in vain.
This kind of mistake must never be made again in the future.
"Thank you! Thank you so much, immortal!"
Lin Qianxin said that this person's thanks were not sincere at all. It was like she was thanking others and would always only stop at her mouth.
Instead of giving a red envelope, a big gift package is fine.
Forget it, keep up your image, no more.
"You're welcome. It's not your job to eliminate harm for everyone. Me too...huh?"
Lin Qian's words were somewhat grand in the first half, but at the end her tone suddenly changed, and she pulled Liu Baihua's hair out of confusion.
Lin Qian: "No, it can't be like this!" It was obviously the evil spirit that she beat away, but how could the merit be added to Liu Baihua's head!
"What's on your head?" Is it a magnet that attracts merit!
Liu Baihua didn't dare to move when her hair was grabbed, "Immortal, my real hair is not a wig."
After confirming that there was nothing abnormal on his head, Lin Qian let go of her hand in disgust, "Have you not washed yourself in the past few days?"
"I..." Liu Baihua was very embarrassed, "I'm not busy practicing. I haven't washed myself since I woke up."
Lin Qian used several dust-removing techniques on her hands.
I can’t touch everything in the future.
Rhubarb is cleaner than Liubaihua.
On the way back, Lin Qian pinched Tian Lei and asked, "Why don't you give me the merit?"
The sky thunder dangled in Lin Qian's hand, "What's the use of your merits? I represent the face of heaven, but you don't have any respect for me. You hit and scold me every day. How many hours can the merits stay in you."
"Okay, you are a regular employee, you are amazing."
As soon as Lin Xian let go of it, it stepped in the air and jumped onto Lin Xian's shoulder, "Besides, although that formation is useless, they have guarded it for hundreds of years. It is a reward from heaven for their sincerity."
"Them?" Lin Qian caught the key word, "Did Liu Baihua inherit some of her merits?"
The thunder suddenly disappeared, "I don't know."
As for Liu Baihua, she watched the immortal go away, then went up the mountain and stepped into the open door.
He just stood there stupidly.
Originally, there was an open space after entering the door, and the evil spirit was buried in the center of the open space, with a volume of about two cubic meters.
But now...
His large open space turned into a huge pit.
The house that Fang Jinhua had just repaired for him collapsed.
The evil spirit is gone, the home is gone, and only a wall is left for him.
Liu Baihua took out her mobile phone and called her apprentice. Liu Dajing was currently interrogating the branch clerks in the association.
Suddenly I received a call from Master. I answered the call and said, "Dajing, I want to tell you good news and bad news. Which one do you listen to first?"
Liu Dajing felt confused, "What's going on?"
"The Immortal took action to clear the evil spirit from the mountain." Liu Baihua paused briefly and continued, "By the way, he also cleared our house."
The price of clearing away evil spirits is only those two rows of houses. What price can it be considered?
Liu Dajing didn't care where he slept at night, "This is a good thing!"
The inventory of each branch is proceeding slowly. It's not that the older generation of supervisors are not eager, but it's useless to be anxious.
With this investigation, September will be over.
As October 1st was approaching, Lin Xiao called home and said that she bought a bus ticket for October 1st and arrived home that afternoon.
Lin's father and Lin's mother were very happy. Of course, besides being happy, Lin's father also blamed Lin Xiao for buying the wrong bus ticket. "I just asked your sister to pick you up. Why did you take a ride back by yourself? The bus stops at one stop and it costs a lot of money on the way." How much time."
"It's okay. I've already bought the ticket, so I won't bother sister." I don't know if his sister recognized all the road signs.
As soon as he hung up the phone, the boss in the same dormitory asked: "Are you going back too?"
"Yes, my family asked me to go back."
The boss sighed, "Then I'm the only one left in our dormitory. You didn't come back for the past two years." The boss suddenly realized, "Hey, you don't seem to be working much today. Didn't you go out to work during holidays before?"
"I want to be a self-media person, but my energy is limited and I can't spare the time to work."
"That's it." The boss sighed, leaning on the bed ladder, "I thought your family was getting rich."
"Hey, by the way, has Lin Mumu contacted you during this time?" the boss suddenly asked.
"No." Since that one-on-one appointment, Lin Xiao has been walking around Lin Mumu.
Although he learned from his sister that Lin Mumu was just a cultivator, her sister also said that ordinary people had better not have anything to do with cultivators.
He thought it made sense. Apart from his sister, he didn't want to mess with anyone who was overly capable.
Lin Mumu noticed Lin Xiao's avoidance. As a self-respecting person, she would naturally not stick to him.
"Have you heard?" the boss said, "She did another weird thing."
"What's going on?"
"Isn't there a homeless man living in the cement pipe over there at the food court? The surrounding schools saw the homeless man as pitiful, and people often sent things there, but that Lin Mumu stopped good Samaritans from sending things there several times, and some people saw him, She wanted to get rid of the homeless.”
"What cement pipe? Where did the homeless guy come from?" Lin Xiao didn't know any of this news. He always felt that he didn't have enough time to make videos. He didn't leave the dormitory at all other times than class or the canteen.
"It's just a homeless man who came from somewhere else. He's very pitiful. His clothes are in tatters. His face is probably disfigured and he can't speak.
Several times his classmates tried to call the police to help him, but he turned around and ran away, not letting the police find him. "
"How dare you get together with someone like this who doesn't know his identity or background? Aren't you afraid that he might be a fugitive?"
"Where are there so many fugitives?" The boss was still a little naive in some aspects. "He is very thin and always coughs. He probably has something wrong with his body."
"Wait a minute, didn't you say he can't speak? How can he still cough?"
The boss asked back: "A mute doesn't cough?"
Lin Xiao: "Take me to see it, and let's go out for dinner by the way."
(End of chapter)
