I dug the grave of the God of War

The leaders at the top were going to do an activity at the Ebao Lake archaeological site. Director Xu Xing of the institute said that as Wu Luoyang was an intern, it was natural for him to participate in moving bricks in this kind of activity.

Before leaving the house, senior sister Wu Baiyun handed her a pair of white cotton gloves, "Move bricks well and don't embarrass Master."

Wu Luoyang:......

Are you kidding? Look at me, do I look like a lazy person?

then……

Wu Luoyang moved bricks obediently for three days at the archaeological site of the Old General's Tomb in Ebao Lake.

While others were lifting one piece with one hand, Wu Luoyang was lifting three pieces with both hands. Even the leader, Dean Xu Xing, praised her diligence when she saw it, and insisted on asking the interns who were sitting next to rest to follow her example.

So after the event, when the news was broadcast, senior brother Wu Fengxing saw her and praised her too.

"Look, our Luoyang family is diligent and has not embarrassed Master and our Xuanyitang. Even moving bricks is like holding bowls, only three at a time!"

Wu Luoyang smiled like a flower, "You are so good at complimenting people, you must have been kissed by my sister!"

Next to him, the spoon that the senior sister Wu Baiyun was about to shovel with rice turned around and shoveled directly on Wu Luoyang's head.

"Anyone who doesn't want to eat, get out of here!"

Wu Luoyang and Wu Fengxing were stunned.

Master Wu Leiting was holding a bowl and eating the food slowly. Seeing Wu Luoyang and his senior brother Wu Fengxing being brutally killed, there was really no sympathy on his smiling face.

……

Had dinner.

Wu Luoyang returned to the room to freshen up, put on clean clothes and climbed into the warm bed.

The phone dinged, and a message came in.

Wu Luoyang picked it up and saw that it was sent to her by Wen Qiqi.

Wen Qiqi: Luoyang, can you interpret dreams?

Staring at this sentence, Wu Luoyang's dark eyes flashed, he realized something, and immediately wrote a text message back.

Wu Luoyang: What did you dream about? Tell me.

Wen Qiqi: I dreamed about my grandma for three nights in a row. But my mother said that I missed my grandma so much that I dreamed about her.

Wu Luoyang: What did grandma say to you in the dream?
  Wen Qiqi: My grandma asked me for help in her dream, saying that someone kept trying to capture her soul and she was very uneasy.

Seeing this sentence, Wu Luoyang remembered what Tianshi Uncle Xu Tianyuan said a few days ago. He couldn't explain it clearly for a while, so he asked Wen Qiqi to explain it in detail when he went to work at the institute tomorrow.

It seemed that her guess was right.

However, the black nails soaked in the black dog's blood have been removed and the formation has been broken. Why can Grandma Wen's soul still not be at peace?

Wu Luoyang thought for a while, quickly changed his clothes and went downstairs.

Master Wu Leiting had the habit of going to bed early and had already gone to bed at this time.

Wu Luoyang did not disturb his master's rest.

Walking from the back door to the yard, she looked out and saw that the lights in the store next door were still on. She stepped directly on the long stone bench in the corner and climbed over the one-meter-high wall.

The shop selling gold paper offerings next door is still open.

There was no one outside. Wu Luoyang walked into the inner room and saw his uncle Xu Tianyuan sitting behind the gray solid wood table, carving runes on a piece of water foam in his hand.

"Uncle Beauty Master."

Wu Luoyang pulled a chair over with a smile and sat opposite his uncle Xu Tianyuan.

Xu Tianyuan raised his eyebrows, glanced at her, and continued what he was doing.

"Who has kissed such a sweet mouth?"

Wu Luoyang laughed, leaned his head over and looked at the runes carved by Xu Tianyuan, "I have something to ask the beautiful master uncle..."

"No time!"

Xu Tianyuan refused without even raising his eyelids.

Wu Luoyang reached out and gently caressed the back of his uncle Xu Tianyuan's hand. His uncle Xu Tianyuan was born with rich hands, and they were soft and soft to the touch.

Xu Tianyuan took a deep breath.

Before she exploded, Wu Luoyang took the water mozi from Xu Tianyuan's hand and took the initiative to take it over.

"Beauty should be beautiful. How can a beauty do such rough work?"    Humph!
  Xu Tianyuan crossed his hands on his chest, standing tall and proud, "That's pretty much it. Tell me, what's the matter?"

While Wu Luoyang was busy with his work, he told his uncle Xu Tianyuan about the situation in Grandma Wen's graveyard, and then asked Wen Qiqi what the dream meant.

"Grandma Wen gave Wen Qiqi a dream, saying that someone wanted to arrest her soul, which made her very uneasy."

Wu Luoyang stopped what he was doing and asked: "Uncle Beauty, you said that the soul-binding formation has been broken, why does Grandma Wen still ask Wen Qiqi for help in her dream?"

"Tsk!"

Xu Tianyuan rolled his eyes at her.

He raised his finger and pointed at the water foam in Wu Luoyang's hand, "Let's keep talking. We can't stop the work in hand. This person will come to pick it up tomorrow morning."

"Go, go, go!"

As Wu Luoyang replied, the things in his hands began to move.

Xu Tianyuan nodded with satisfaction.

To say that senior brother Wu Leiting did not pass on Xuankong Feng Shui to Wu Luoyang, Wu Luoyang got this talisman from his senior brother Wu Leiting. Wu Fengxing and Wu Baiyun are incomparable.

Regarding Grandma Wen’s request for help in a dream.

Xu Tianyuan said: "The soul-binding formation has been broken, but the soul is still not at peace. This is not a good thing."

Xu Tianyuan meant that people from the Wen family could come and inquire about the spirit. Only by directly interrogating Grandma Wen's soul could we truly understand the truth and help her to be freed.

"Okay, I will forward your suggestion to the Wen family."

After getting the solution he wanted, Wu Luoyang put down the water foam in his hand, patted the jade powder falling on his clothes, and stood up happily.

Ok? !

Seeing Wu Luoyang getting up to leave.

Xu Tianyuan frowned slightly: "Luoyang, you..."

What's wrong with me? I want to go home and sleep!

Wu Luoyang looked at Xu Tianyuan with a smile, "It's too late. You go to bed early and I won't disturb Uncle Beauty."

Ha ha……

This little brat is too young to fight with me!

Xu Tianyuan smiled charmingly, caressing the beauty's lips with his fingers, and said in a gentle and watery tone: "Luoyang, I want to ask you, can you ask the spirit?"

Wu Luoyang was startled, and the smile on his lips suddenly stiffened.

Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy!
  Resigned to sit back in the chair, Wu Luoyang picked up Shuimozi in one hand and the seal carving knife in the other, gritted his teeth and said word by word:
  "Young man, you haven't finished your work, why should you sleep?!"

"Oh heh heh..."

Over there, his uncle Xu Tianyuan covered his mouth and laughed so hard that his branches trembled.

Wu Luoyang, this kid, always does things from beginning to end, just to make people like him.

……

Maoshan School Dujiazhuang.

On the small open-air balcony on the second floor in the southwest corner of the manor, a figure in a black suit stood in front of the white jade railing. He supported one hand on the railing, lowered his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the small buttery paper umbrella in the other hand.

Using slight force again, she unscrewed the cap on the oil-paper umbrella. Du Surui raised it to her eyes and used the white light from the room to see the small words clearly.

杜。

It turned out to be the character Du.

After so many days, Du Surui was reluctant to believe this fact every time he saw this.

The Du family of the Maoshan sect in Citong City was the only one with the largest family, and there were very few black-robed Taoist priests in the Du family who could go into the mountains and set up formations in the boundary.

Coincidentally, Master Du Hongyuan is one of the few black-robed Taoist priests who are highly trained.

"Master can leave seclusion tomorrow."

Du Surui held the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and muttered in a low voice, "I have to figure this out, not only for the sake of the Maoshan sect, but also to prove the master."

(End of this chapter)