Hua Jiunan, who had just woken up, couldn't stand the strange brain circuit of Chen Daji, so he hurried into the house to take the call.

"Huping, I am Hua Jiunan. If you have any questions, please tell me."

Finally getting rid of Chen Daji, the ghost-sading grief, the little Taoist Hu Ping began to cry.

The matter starts with the "Hazy House" incident:

That day, Daoren Zhou was taking the little Taoist Huping to do morning class when suddenly a provincial archaeological team member rushed over.

Since Huping was a "physical" Taoist priest and had no interest in ancient tombs, coffins, etc., he only wrote a few words in scattered.

"Liangzhu", "jade face", "divine emblem", "beautiful land"...

Anyway, after hearing this, Daoren Zhou's expression changed drastically, so he immediately packed up his magic weapon and talismans and followed the people from the archaeological team.

Before leaving, he only told Hu Ping that if he hadn't come back for a month, he would immediately ask the Tianshi master of Longhu Mountain to go and rescue him and write an address on the paper.

Longhu Mountain is known as the "ancestral courtyard" of Taoist Zhengyi School and is also the birthplace of this lineage.

Originally known as Yunjin Mountain, it is the only beautiful Shuiling Mountain in the south of the Yangtze River.

The peaks here stretch for dozens of miles, which is a metaphor for ninety-nine dragons gather here. The mountain looks like a dragon plate, like a tiger lying, and the dragon and tiger compete for heroic power, and they do not give in to each other;

Shangqing River floats in from the east from a long way, walks slowly along the mountain, and turns around the peaks, like taking a nap and loving the scenery. When you pass the beach, it turns white and you see a green one when you encounter a pool.

It is really the first-class holy place for my cultivation in China.

As an orthodox descendant of the Zhengyi Sect, Zhou Daoren naturally asked the sect for help when he was in trouble.

But the one-month deadline was reached three days ago. Seeing that his teacher had no news, Hu Ping was a little panicked.

I went to the provincial archaeological team to inquire, but no one admitted this matter at all, and I never invited Daoren Zhou at all.

In the end, an old expert who was rescued by them secretly grabbed Huping and told him that this matter was confidential and not something that ordinary people could know.

Ask Huping to ask Longhu Mountain for help as Zhou Daoren's instructions.

After Huping did as he did, Longhushan was responsible for contacting the person who contacted the outside world, just to let him stay calm and wait for news.

But I, a Chinese, emphasize "being a teacher for one day and being a father for life." Now that my teacher's life and death are unknown, how could Huping be willing to wait like this?

So in desperation, he naturally thought of Hua Jiunan and others who had great skills.

"Hu Ping, do you want me to help you find Senior Zhou?"

Hu Ping on the other side of the phone nodded repeatedly while crying.

"Boss Hua, please help me for the sake of our meeting!"

"As long as you can save your master, I can do it as a cow and a horse for you!"

Hua Jiu hesitated when he heard this.

This is not because he is cruel and refuses to help him, but because he learns through words that it seems that there is already a "high-level" control over this matter, so how can he, an ordinary student, participate if he wants to participate!

"Huping, don't be anxious first, I'll think of a solution."

"Make the master be kind and has boundless Taoism and Dharma, and will definitely be blessed with infinite blessings."

After comforting Hu Ping for the time being, Hua Jiu hung up the phone with great worries.

During dinner, I mentioned this matter to everyone, and everyone fell into silence for a moment.

Although Chen Daji is a half-biao boy and his IQ is even more indebted, he has never lacked the ancient Taoist zeal.

He finally understood:

Old Dao Zhou was not dead, but was just missing, and was in danger of his life.

"Boss, you just said where is that place?"

"Old Master Zhou is good, it would be a pity if he died like this."

"Let's ride the Eighth Master over and take a look. What if I can help, will it be?"

"If it really doesn't work...If it really doesn't work, you can collect his body... I have to let that kid Huping have a thought..."

The deaf mother-in-law looked at the kind Chen Daji and touched his head lovingly.

"Grandma hasn't studied many books and doesn't understand what archaeology does."

"But I know that as long as the government takes action, we ordinary people can participate casually."

"We can't get involved even if we want to help!"

Hui Lao Liu nodded frequently when he heard this.

"Mr., there are countless Taoist masters in China, especially the Longhu Mountain lineage."

"As long as they are willing to help, Master Zhou will definitely return safely."

This is how life is, there are always many things that we cannot meet.

Therefore, Hua Jiunan could only take a look at the Liangyi Taoist robe hanging on the clothes hanger in the distance, pressing her worry in her heart and continuing to eat.

After hearing the deaf mother-in-law say that she couldn't help with this matter, Chen Daji had to give up going to collect the body...the idea of ​​helping.

Grandma said no, then it must not be possible. Can she still make mistakes?!

But this guy is born to be restless, and as he eats, he suddenly remembers something fun.

"Brother Chang, Brother Yu, can we ask you two do anything?"

Hei Yu knew this guy's virtue, so he ignored him at all.

Chang Huaiyuan was a gentleman. After swallowing the tea in his mouth, he smiled and answered.

"If you have any questions, please tell me. If Chang can do it, he will do his best."

Chen Daji looked around everyone, and seemed a little difficult to speak of.

"That...this...we just want to ask, when you and Brother Yu became big blades when fighting with that old bastard Fan Ju?"

"Just like in Journey to the West, there are seventy-two changes?"

"Can you teach us? I want to learn..."

Before Chang Huaiyuan could speak, Mr. Chang Ba looked at Chen Daji with a suspicion.

"Little slut, why are you doing learning the art of change? You can't just want to do something bad, right?"

When Chen Daji heard this, his head shook like a rattle, which made Hei Yu roll his eyes at him.

"Your Majesty, how can I do bad things?"

"We just thought... if we could turn into a little rat, a little bug, or something, we could sneak out to scare people at night..."

Master Chang was shocked when he heard this.

"It's midnight, you worked hard to climb for a long time, and it was so cold that it smelled so bad, just to scare people?!"

Chen Daji looked puzzled: "Master Eighth Master, what do you think?"

Mr. Chang blushed in an instant. After all, he was just a simple bachelor.

"I thought...I thought you would steal big flower pants or something..."
Chapter completed!