Under one person, twelve spells

Chapter 44 Exit!

Longhu Mountain, in Situ Bieyuan

After eight days of suicidal frenzy, Wang Situ finally left the customs in the early morning of Luo Tian Dajiao.

The body has been nourished by the innate energy, and the appearance that can only be regarded as above-average has also changed.

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, black hair and shawls, well-proportioned limbs and slender body when standing up.

Coupled with the white Taoist robe on his body at this time, he has a dusty temperament in his gestures.

Don't ask, it means that Wang Situ hasn't gone to the bathroom for eight days.

Because the spiritual qi of heaven and earth was sucked so violently, the whole person had been bigu for eight days, as if nothing had happened.

After leaving the small courtyard, Wang Situ's stomach began to growl, not because of hunger, but because of greed.

He broke off a branch at random, raised his sword finger and used the Golden Light Curse to turn it into a blade, cut a hairpin on the spot, and tied it up.

Then, with a tap on his toes, using the acceleration of the Rabbit Charm, he came down the mountain in a short while.

At this time, in the small county town at the foot of the mountain, there were people coming and going on the streets, and private cars on the road.

Wang Situ walked through the slightly crowded crowd and came to a breakfast shop.

As soon as I entered, I saw Zhang Lingyu who had just returned to Longhu Mountain.

"Senior brother didn't say anything in advance when he came back. Originally, the master wanted me to pick you up."

After all, Wang Situ sat across from Zhang Lingyu and shouted at the boss: "Two deep-fried dough sticks and a bowl of soy milk! Add a mochi ball!"

"Okay, wait a minute! I'll bring it here for you." After the boss responded, he turned and went into the kitchen.

The little Taoist priests sitting on both sides greeted Wang Situ in unison.

Wang Situ nodded in response, and continued to look at Zhang Lingyu who was eating without saying a word.

At this time, Zhang Lingyu finished eating, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at Wang Situ who was sitting opposite, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Then he said gently: "It's fine to pick someone up, but you, after a few days of seeing each other, look much better and have made great progress in practice, did you get any chance?"

Seeing Zhang Lingyu's question, Wang Situ imitated the other party's elegant tone and said: "Brother, have you met Zhang Chulan this time when you go down the mountain?"

Zhang Lingyu paused after hearing the words, and then said: "I have seen it."

Seeing that the other party didn't want to bring it up, Wang Situ didn't tactfully mention it.

On Longhu Mountain, the old heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei has ten disciples, and Zhang Lingyu is at the end of the row.

Although Wang Situ's time of worshiping the old celestial master is still short, but for this new junior brother.

Zhang Lingyu is still more caring, so the relationship between the two is not bad.

At this time, the boss came over with Wang Situ's breakfast.

"The sesame balls are sold out today, so I'll give you a sugar cake instead." As he said that, the boss brought the things to Wang Situ's table.

The three of them were all going back to Longhu Mountain, and when they met Wang Situ here, they waited for him to go up the mountain together.

After the meal, the four of them walked up Longhu Mountain.

Along the way, because of Zhang Lingyu's presence, the four of them walked up in a serious manner.

In the eyes of others, the two young Taoist priests with a dusty temperament, their Taoist robes are white and spotless, followed by two little Taoist boys.

Coupled with the scenery of Longhu Mountain and the winding ancient stone steps, it is simply a scene of immortals.

I couldn't help but took out my mobile phone or camera, and clicked to take pictures.

This scene was seen by Wang Bing, who was climbing the mountain with his grandfather in front, and he couldn't help but stunned.

Seeing that the great-grandson was in a daze, Wang Ai called softly, which brought Wang Bing back to his senses.

Leaning on crutches, Wang Ai turned her head and asked, "My dear grandson, what's the matter? Are you tired?"

After hearing this, the servants of the Wang family were ready to take out the small folding sedan chair they were carrying on their backs.

Seeing that the servant was about to dig out his things, Wang said impatiently, "Put your things away, I won't be tired from this journey."

Seeing the great-grandson like this, Wang Ai said with concern: "If you have anything to say, you can tell me. The grandfather will help you settle it. You are growing up. Don't get angry."

Seeing that the grandfather said so, Wang Bing had no choice but to reply: "Master, I was attacked by people from Longhu Mountain that day, and the person who attacked me seems to be behind us."

After all, the index finger pointed in the direction of Wang Situ and the others.

Wang Ai turned around and looked back gloomyly at the four young Taoist priests who were about to come up.

Turning to ask Wang and saying: "Good grandson, tell the grandfather who beat you."

After looking carefully for a while, Wang Bing pointed to Wang Situ and said uncertainly, "It seems to be this person, right? But it doesn't seem to be the case. The person who sneaked up on me last time looked somewhat similar to this Taoist priest. Sure, is it this person?"

Hearing this, Wang Ai looked over and saw the faces of several people.

Then he said to Wang Bing, who was thinking about it next to him, "My dear grandson, have you forgotten what the grandfather taught you?"

"It's better to kill the wrong one than to let it go."

"Since it's somewhat similar to the person who sneaked up on you, then just take revenge and go back. Why should you care if it's that person?"

After hearing the grandfather's explanation, Wang Bing was taken aback for a moment, and then said happily: "What the grandfather said is that the grandson is stupid."

Seeing that the great-grandson was happy again, Wang Ai couldn't help laughing and said, "My dear grandson, let's go up the mountain first, and after the Luo Tian Dajiao starts, there may be opportunities to deal with him."

"At that time, my grandfather will find someone to tie him up and give it to you as a sandbag, okay?"

"Well, thank you, Grandpa." Wang Bing said happily.

After that, the two of them did not stop, and walked all the way to the top of the mountain.

In the distance, Wang Situ and his party were also walking up the mountain.

Both of them felt Wang Ai's sizing up just now.

Seeing the other party leave, Zhang Lingyu turned to look at Wang Situ and asked, "Situ, that man is one of the ten elders, Wang Ai, the head of the Wang family."

"Did you have a holiday with him?"

Hearing this, Wang Situ shook his head and responded: "It's not a festival, the old man's eyes are probably looking at you. After all, you are the leader of the younger generation. Maybe his great-grandson's competition will fall into your hands."

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu glanced at Wang Situ, but did not answer.

Then the two came to the top of the mountain.

At this time, there were many people on the top of the mountain, most of them were strangers, and there were also a small number of ordinary people.

At this time, a man in a black robe accidentally bumped into Wang Situ, and with a startled glance, Wang Situ couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The visitor was thin, with straight hair, an aquiline nose, and was wearing a black robe and cloak.His eyes are indifferent and unfathomable, his complexion is sallow, and he has the Dark Mark on his left arm.

This person looks exactly like the potions professor in Harry Potter, Severus Snape!
At this time, another Albus Dumbledore walked by.
At this time, Wang Situ thought: "Well, the principal and professors of Hogwarts are here, and Nick Fury from S.H.I.E.L.D. will come later. Maybe Luo Tian will catch up with the Avengers after the wedding."

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw Liu Laoliu who was setting up a stall next to him.

Wang Situ couldn't help leaning over and asked, "Master, do you have any other clay sculptures here?"

Liu Laoliu, who was laying the stall next to him, trembled in fright when he heard the words, a handful of dzi beads in his hand almost fell to the ground.
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