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Author: Morning 77

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"Door?"

Maybe Ge Mingyi saw that I was the most interested among the three of us, so he pulled me and ran to the elevator entrance.

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 already dispersed.

"Look." Ge Mingyi gestured around the school.

The weather was 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 school is also peaceful, but underneath this peace, there are cracks. Those classmates and teachers who walk through the cracks make my whole heart twitch.

Only at the end did I look at the range of Ge Mingyi's strokes.

Our entire school, the teaching building rising from the ground, is 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, let me take a look." Zhang Wanmo also leaned over.

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

If you zoom out and look at it, this door is covered with dense cracks.

This door is almost broken.

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

"Oh my god, it's true. It's just like a door, hahahaha." Zhang Wanmo smiled and turned to look at me.

When he saw that Yan Shuyuan and I were ignoring him, he realized that maybe this was not a good thing.

"This 'door' of the school is going to be broken. I will ask my master immediately."

Uncle Liao is not used to using mobile phones, let alone running around with them.

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

The principal also worked quickly. Just after noon, we received the notice of the winter vacation.

Students and teachers on campus cheered.

Sometimes I really envy them for not knowing anything.

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

Because something happened to me at the time, I gave the principal’s contact information to another Feng Shui master in the industry and asked him to handle it.

This connection can only be sealed, not destroyed. If the door is going to break, you have to ask the people in the underworld.

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

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

"Who are you!" Ge Mingyi suddenly discovered Jiang Ke at this time and went crazy to kill her. Zhang Wanmo spent a lot of time to explain clearly.

Then he took out his talisman and prepared to summon ghosts.

"With the head of a bull and the face of a horse, between yin and yang, I command you to appear quickly!"

After this period of chanting, it seemed that there was no trace of flower water at all.

Zhang Wanmo was a little embarrassed.

He tried several more times without giving up, but the summoning talismans were almost used up.

When he did it for the last time, the bull-headed horse-faced man finally gave him some face, and the ashes of the talisman fell on the ground, forming a few big characters.

"Don't bother me with such trivial matters."

This time, it was even more embarrassing.

"Hahahaha! Zhang Wanmo, you're going to make me laugh so hard." Jiang Ke didn't give him any face at all.

Ge Mingyi was the same, gloating from the sidelines.

"I'll do it." Zhang Wanmo has never truly inherited the Heavenly Master's Mansion and become a Heavenly Master. In this place where chaos is happening in the underworld, there will be no one to care about him.

I can't even keep myself busy.

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

"I say Zhang Wanmo, don't say sour grapes if you can't eat them. How can you compare with the stars with your half-baked skills?" Jiang Ke defended me.

After Xingxing came back this time, probably because of my merits, he never dared to get too close to me.

"Okay, okay, then I'll wait and see." Zhang Wanmo walked aside and left me enough space.

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

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

This was the first time I painted like this after I gained merit, and I felt weak in the middle of the painting.

I put my hand down before I could steady it, and all my previous efforts were wasted.

"Hahahaha! You're talking about me, Jiang Ke, look at your good sister, she's worse than me. Anyway, it won't be 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 it was formed, it was 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 outwards, and a man in white clothes walked out.

"Xiao Xing, are you sure this is the door to the underworld? Why, this person looks exactly like me? Moreover, he looks so immortal, like a fairy."

Zhang Wanmo looked at that person blankly.

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

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

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"Ah? Yes, you are?" Zhang Wanmo unconsciously used the honorific.

"My name is Zhang Heqiu. In terms of seniority, you can call me ancestor."

"Ancestor, ancestor?" Zhang Wanmo was stunned.

"Be good." Zhang Heqiu touched Zhang Wanmo's head and looked behind him, "Jiang Ke, stop hiding. I have seen you a long time ago."

"Sir." Jiang Ke stood up tremblingly, lowering his head and saying nothing.

"Since there has been such a big mess in the underworld, and I am no longer here, you have no way to reincarnate, so you might as well stay in this human world for a while."

"Really?" Jiang Ke's head suddenly raised, his eyes shining brightly.

"Of course." Zhang Heqiu nodded and looked at me again, "Chen Xing, did you summon me out because of this door?"
Chapter completed!