Huang Ting

It took nearly ten hours and the plane returned to China safely and smoothly.

At Sijiucheng Airport, Hu Xiuwu carried his suitcase and got off the plane. He turned around and waved goodbye to Zhang Lingyu and Tianshi on the plane.

The plane only made a temporary stop in Sijiucheng. After Hu Xiuwu and Bi Youlong got off the plane, the plane had to take off to take Zhang Lingyu and others back to Gan Province.

Our charter flight is so convenient, no need to transfer, just stop and go.

As soon as they got off the plane, Bi Youlong and others separated from Hu Xiuwu. Bi Youlong, a workaholic, had already agreed on a meeting time with the other directors on the plane. As soon as he got off the plane, he had to go back to Nadutong to attend a meeting about the flames.

Reporting meeting on the follow-up situation of the cup competition.

With his immediate boss so motivated, how could Hua Ming and his subordinates leave alone to go home and rest? Hua Ming looked helpless and made a phone call gesture towards Hu Xiuwu, agreeing to make an appointment for the hot pot game on another day.

Then, he grabbed his suitcase and ran a few steps to keep up with the team.

In the end, Hu Xiuwu was left alone on the shuttle bus to the terminal.

After completing the entry records and leaving the terminal, Hu Xiuwu queued up at the taxi stop with his bag on his back. He looked around with a strange expression on his face. He looked a little awkward, as if modern people had returned to ancient times.

He is somewhat out of tune with society as a whole.

After getting used to the high-speed commuting method in Europe where you can teleport anywhere with just a thought, when you suddenly returned to Sijiu City, you were really not used to the speed of having to take a taxi and take several hours to get home.

Hu Xiuwu stood in line, complaining in his mind about the difficulty of transitioning from luxury to frugality.

Fortunately, although there were many people waiting for the bus, there were also quite a few taxis coming here to pick up the work. The taxis entered the station one after another like a flowing water, like swimming fish that couldn't wait to eat, which was extremely efficient.

After all, time is money. Only when you are efficient can you eat more and earn more. If you can come more often, you can earn more money. Being proactive is naturally more efficient than earning a dead salary.

After getting off the taxi, Hu Xiuwu returned to his home. Unfortunately, the door to his home was closed, the lights were not on, and it was silent. It seemed that he was not at home, so he had to open the door with his key and go in.

I haven't returned home to the small courtyard for nearly half a year. The environment in the courtyard has not changed much, except that the flowers raised by my father Hu Yunxuan seem to be more lush, and there is a small bicycle with the training wheels removed in the corner of the yard.

Hu Tian has also reached the age of learning to ride a bicycle.

Hu Xiuwu was very emotional. Since Hu Tian was born, his status in the hearts of his parents has plummeted.

Look, Hu Xiuwu has been on a business trip for such a long time. When he got home, his mother was not there. He probably went to see his eldest grandson so late.

There is no one at home, let alone the imaginary feast, and his current treatment is almost the same as that of Hu Bayi.

Sure enough, the eldest grandson is the youngest son's biggest enemy.

After more than ten hours of flying, plus two hours of taxi ride, the monotonous journey made Hu Xiuwu a little tired.

Hu Xiuwu threw away his backpack and lay down on the rocking chair in the courtyard. He was very comfortable and lazy, like an old man from Sijiucheng who spends his days doing nothing, walking around and playing with birds and walnuts. …

The backpack was thrown away by him, but it did not fall to the ground. A dark wind blew up in Hu Xiuwu's shadow, and a pair of skeletal hands held the backpack in his hands.

The bright moon is in the sky and the autumn air is crisp, but the courtyard of Hu Xiuwu's house seems a bit crowded at this time.

There were more than a dozen people standing in the courtyard, almost filling the courtyard, but no one made a sound. It was like there were more than ten specimens standing there, making the atmosphere in the courtyard lively and lonely.

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These 'people' are dressed in black arrow-sleeved narrow collars and round collar robes, which contrast sharply with the exposed pale skeletons; their bare, round skulls are also topped with futou, which adds to the original gloomy and solemn style.

It feels a bit funny.

Hu Xiuwu was rocking comfortably on the recliner, waving his hands and giving orders.

More than ten people started to move. Someone floated behind him and picked up a fan to drive away mosquitoes and flies. There were also people on the side carrying cold fruit and vegetable drinks. The remaining people picked up brooms and rags and started.

Cleaning.

Everyone worked silently and seriously.

Seeing this scene, Hu Xiuwu was still a little excited. He finally had someone under his command, and the magical power that had been wasted for ten years finally had a place to be used.

After the escape from Azkaban, the Dementors, who were the jailers of Azkaban, were naturally held accountable.

That night, the Ministry of Magic sent out Aurors, drove the dementors into Azkaban, and strictly ordered them not to go out.

The former jailer has become a prisoner awaiting trial.

Hu Xiuwu took advantage of a loophole, and after killing Barty Crouch, he used the floo network, which is the root of the sacred tree, to sneak into the isolated island of Azkaban, and used his magical power, Beiyin Recruitment, to recruit

All dementors are forced to be under his command.

It's just that the original dementor was wearing a torn windbreaker, like a corpse soaked in water, and looked ugly.

Hu Xiuwu recruited nearly a hundred Dementors to Luo Fengtian, and used the power of faith stored in Luo Fengtian to change their appearance, replacing their original Western-looking clothes with the Tang Dynasty attendants who impressed him most.

clothing.

While changing the appearance of the Dementor, it also allows the power of faith to penetrate into the Dementor's body, changing its essence, and reducing the restraint of bright and masculine spells such as Divine Guard, Thunder, etc.

After changing his appearance, Hu Xiuwu changed his name to Attendant of Huangquan.

Now that he has his subordinates, Hu Xiuwu is no longer a bare-bones Yin Lord, but just from his name, we can know that he has no confidence in the combat power of this group of Dementors.

Even if there are no shortcomings, these underworld servants are not only squishy, ​​but also don't have any tricks to take action. They are also born with the so-called fear aura. Mortals or unsteady strangers will feel fear when they approach them.

.Can absorb a person’s positive emotions.

Torturing people is fine, but confronting the enemy head-on is not enough.

These underworld attendants were just gifts by the way. Hu Xiuwu's biggest purpose in taking the elixir was not for them, but to verify the origin of the so-called Deathly Hallows.

According to legend, the invisibility cloak can cover the eyes of the God of Death, block death, and allow people to travel across the River Styx and reach the other side of the underworld.

This story sounds like what Hu Xiuwu once experienced in Evil Luohai City. He used some kind of magic weapon to glimpse a corner of the snake god's giant body through the interior.

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By coincidence, Hu Xiuwu was also curious about what the situation outside the world would be like after the death of the current snake god, after he 'borrowed' the invisibility cloak from Harry.

Hu Xiuwu wore an invisibility cloak and tried to enter the interior.

After using the Tushita Fire to force himself into a state of pure equanimity, Hu Xiuwu successfully boarded the interior, and the invisibility cloak was draped on his soul as he expected.

He saw in the interior scene a sky full of stars that were shining with vitality.

Ring ring ring,

A phone ringing interrupted Hu Xiuwu's memories.

Hu Xiuwu took out his cell phone. It was Zhang Lingyu's number. He picked up the phone and joked: "Hey, Lingyu, it's not easy for you to call me. I haven't seen you in almost a year."

"What happened?"

"What? The Luotian Festival is going to be held at Longhu Mountain!"