monument

Chapter 113 Ancestors
"Door?"

It may be that Ge Mingyi saw that I was the most interested one among the three of us, so he dragged me and ran to the elevator.

Zhang Wanmo followed, and when the elevator door closed, I saw Yan Shuyuan outside explaining something to the anxious teacher.

By the time we reached the top of the building, the teachers and classmates below had all dispersed.

"Look." Ge Mingyi gestured around the school.

The weather is gloomy and dark today. If it weren't for the familiar people around me, I would have thought I was still in the underworld.

The inside of the school is also peaceful, but underneath this peaceful area is full of cracks. The students and teachers who walked past the cracks made my whole heart ache.

At the end, I looked at the range of Ge Mingyi's strokes.

Our whole school, the teaching buildings rising from the ground, are like the door frame of this door, and the fountain in the middle of the school is like the door handle!

"Let me take a look." Zhang Wanmo also leaned over.

The last one to come over was Yan Shuyuan. He didn't say a word and stood quietly beside me.

If you zoom out, this door is full of dense cracks.

This door is almost broken.

I have a premonition that this door must not be broken. If it is broken, the saying "the world is hell" will become a reality.

"My God, it's true, it's the same as a door, hahahaha." Zhang Wanmo turned his head to look at me with a smile.

When he saw that neither Yan Shuyuan nor I paid any attention to him, he realized that maybe this was not a good thing.

"The 'door' of the school is about to break, I will ask my master immediately."

Uncle Liao was not used to using a mobile phone, let alone running around with it.

Sure enough, Yan Shuyuan couldn't get through the phone at all. After trying to no avail, he still asked Du Ai to go directly to find Uncle Liao, and then asked him to call back in person.

The principal was also quick to do things. Just after noon, we received the holiday notice for the winter vacation.

All the students and teachers on campus cheered.

Sometimes I really envy them and don't know anything.

When Du Ai's call came back, most of the students in the school had almost left. The third uncle also admitted that he had indeed been to a place decades ago and found that place unusual, but he did not participate too much.

Because there was something wrong with me at the time, I gave the principal's contact information to another Feng Shui master in the industry and asked him to deal with it.

This connection can only be sealed and cannot be broken. If the door is going to be broken, you have to ask the people in the underworld.

After hanging up the phone, the few of us looked at each other.

"Zhang Wanmo, can you just summon the ghosts?" Jiang Ke said from the side.

"Who are you!" Ge Mingyi didn't know why he suddenly discovered Jiang Ke at this time, and went crazy to kill her. It took Zhang Wanmo a lot of effort to explain clearly.

Then he took out the talisman and prepared to summon the ghost messenger.

"A bull's head and a horse's face, between yin and yang, I have my orders to appear quickly!"

After singing for a while, it seems that there is no flower water at all.

The whole Zhang Wanmo was a little embarrassed.

He tried a few more times without giving up, and the summoned talismans were almost used up.

At the last time, the bull's head and horse face finally gave him a little face, and the ashes of the talisman fell on the ground, forming a few large characters.

"You and other small things, don't bother me."

This time, it was even more embarrassing.

"Hahahaha! Zhang Wanmo, you're killing me laughing." Jiang Ke didn't give any face to the side.

The same is true for Ge Mingyi, gloating from the sidelines.

"Let me do it." Zhang Wanmo never really inherited the Heavenly Master's Mansion to become a generation of Heavenly Masters, and there was no one who would care about him when troubles were happening in this underworld.

I can't be too busy by myself.

"Hey! Mine are like this, what can you summon? Don't summon a bull-headed horse face to scold you again."

"Let me say Zhang Wanmo, don't say that grapes are sour because you can't eat grapes. How can you compare with the stars with your half-baked kung fu." Jiang Ke defended against me.

After Xingxing came back this time, it may be because of my merits and virtues that she has never dared to get too close to me.

"Okay, okay, then I'll wait and see." Zhang Wanmo stepped aside, leaving enough space for me.

"But, your hairpin." The hairpin that Yan Shuyuan gave me was broken, and I kept it at home, so I don't have any props now.

"It's okay, I don't need a hairpin in the future." As I said that, I raised my hand, closed my eyes, first felt the air flow in my body, and then slowly stretched out my index finger to draw a circle in mid-air.

It was the first time I painted like this after I got merit, and I felt that I lacked strength halfway through the painting.

He let go of his hand without holding it steady, and all previous efforts were wasted.

"Hahahaha! You're still talking about me, Jiang Ke, look at your good sister, she's worse than me. Anyway, it's not a problem for me to draw a talisman."

I ignored Zhang Wanmo's ridicule and concentrated again.

Zhang Wanmo also stopped laughing, and there was silence around him.

I took a deep breath and raised my hand again.

Slowly, a circle took shape in front of me.

After forming, it is slowly enlarged.

I took a step back, and an antique door appeared in front of us, in the middle of the circle.

The door opened to the outside, and a tall man dressed in white walked out from the inside.

"I said Xiaoxing, you, are you sure this is the door to the underworld? Why, this person looks exactly like me? Moreover, he looks like a fairy, like a fairy."

Zhang Wanmo stared blankly at that person.

The first time Jiang Ke saw this person, he immediately hid behind Zhang Wanmo, "This! This is the ghost messenger who manages reincarnation!"

"Chen Xing, we meet again." Zhang Heqiu smiled at me, looked at my other friends, nodded, and finally fell on Zhang Wanmo, "You are the descendant of the Tianshi Mansion that Chen Xing said, Zhang Wanmo, right?" ?”

"Ah? Yes, you are?" Zhang Wanmo unconsciously put on the honorifics.

"My name is Zhang Heqiu. According to seniority, you can call me ancestor."

"Ancestor, ancestor?" Zhang Wanmo was stunned.

"Good boy." Zhang Heqiu touched Zhang Wanmo's head, then looked behind him, "Jiang Ke, don't hide, I've seen you a long time ago."

"My lord." Jiang Ke stood up tremblingly, lowered his head, and said nothing.

"Since there has been such a big mess in the underworld, I am no longer an adult, and you can't go to reincarnation. You may as well stay in this world for a while."

"Really?" Jiang Ke raised his head suddenly, and his eyes became sparkling.

"Of course." Zhang Heqiu nodded, then looked at me again, "Chen Xing, did you summon me because of this door?"

(End of this chapter)