The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher

After a lot of fussing, the conference room was finally tidied up.

Bai Mo, Fang Xiaoyu, Lu Zhou, Zhang Shan and others left the conference room together and left along the corridor.

Lu Zhou, Zhang Shan and others, seeing this kind of interrogation for the first time, were still pale and physically uncomfortable.

“Since we can’t find out through trial, we can only use social work methods such as video recording, WeChat, and phone calls to continue sipping!

"Let's see who it is that has contact with those dozen hooligans and that tattoo artist!

"Bai Mo, I'm afraid we won't be able to participate in the outing and graduation photos organized by the school. Let's go to the photoshoot after the college entrance examination."

Bai Mo nodded, suddenly feeling a little emotional.

Zhang Shan, in just a few months, has gone from a high school student who boasted nonsense to a responsible and capable member of the Xianju Committee. He has grown very quickly!

Several people passed by a reception room and heard yelling and swearing inside.

"I do not care!

"Anyway, my student is already in his senior year of high school and is about to take the college entrance examination. As a result, his butt was stabbed and infected. Now he changes his dressing every day and has to stand in the classroom to listen to lectures and do questions. How can he take the college entrance examination?

"Your Fairy Arts Committee must give you an explanation!"

It sounds like the tough middle-aged female class teacher of a murdered student has come to help the student get an explanation.

Zhang Shan and Lu Yang looked at each other, "Whose teacher is this? So aggressive?"

But soon, they heard again, in addition to the loud voice of the head teacher, there was also a woman's sobbing.

Looking through the crack in the door, I saw a middle-aged woman wearing shabby clothes, squatting in the corner of the sofa and crying. Presumably they are the students’ parents.

Everyone was silent.

If it were just a tough class teacher, that might make people annoying and make them want to fight tit for tat.

But behind the tough class teacher, there is a poor student parent who is helpless and can only cry. This class teacher is trying to support this poor parent by pinching his waist and cursing... How should we evaluate this?

Bai Mo, Zhang Shan, and Fang Xiaoyu turned around and left silently.

Exit this corridor and enter the elevator.

Zhang Shan suddenly reacted.

"That's not right. It was the Talisman Master who harmed her student. Our Fairy Arts Committee is also trying to catch the Talisman Master. She came to us to cause trouble. Did we make a mistake?

"Aren't we on the same side as her?"

Lu Yang, Yu Tingting and others also nodded.

"Yes, is she in the wrong place?"

Fang Xiaoyu sighed quietly.

"Actually... maybe I came right. Have you ever heard of the recruitment order?"

Recruitment order?

Fang Xiaoyu continued to introduce.

"The file of this case has been sent to Shangjing. After studying it, Shangjing issued a recruitment order on the Immortal Art Forum to recruit the talented talisman master.

"As long as he does not commit the felony of murder and arson, he will be treated like an expert with nine bars and one bar."

Everyone looked at each other with disbelief on their faces.

Bai Mo also had question marks on his face. He turned on his phone and opened the Xianshu forum, and sure enough he found a "Recruitment Order" section. In the section, there are densely packed posts, all filled with recruitment and security orders.

Article 2 at the top, [Recruit Xizhou City’s talented talisman master. If he has not committed an extremely heinous crime and has not caused extremely bad social impact, he is welcome to surrender...]

Okay...it's not acceptable, but it's understandable.

But I heard Fang Xiaoyu lower his voice and say again.

"I heard from the Secretary-General that this kind of situation and this kind of wording are the kind of people who go to Beijing to specifically recruit people.

"If they are really recruited, they will be taken away to Beijing.

"Even if there is a very heinous crime, maybe..." Fang Xiaoyu thought about his words, "It's not like we can't talk about it..."

In the elevator, it was completely quiet.

…

Gray floor tiles reflect the soft light of the lamps. Luxuriously decorated large flat floor, large bedroom with fragrant smell.

Fang Bo lay on the bed and covered himself with quilt.

His bedroom door was not closed.

His father stood at the door, casting a long shadow, watching him sleep.

Fang Bo huddled in the quilt, frowning, and couldn't help but want to cry. But he still became drowsy and fell asleep.

In his dream, he came to the ruins of the broken palace under the cloudy sky.

But he saw a skinny old man, wearing a tight red robe and red gloves, waiting for him.

"Disciple, you are here."

This old man is Fang Bo’s ancient immortal master.

Three years ago, Fang Bo had a dream of cultivating immortality, and in his dream he worshiped this ancient immortal as his teacher. In the past three years, he has made rapid progress. He first spent one year to be promoted to Sequence Nine, and another two years to complete all the cultivation of Sequence Nine. He was only one promotion ceremony away from Sequence Eight!

Yes, he is the genius talisman master.

Looking around, I didn't see my senior brother. In today's dream, there were only two of him and his master.

"Where's senior brother?"

Gu Xian took Fang Bo to sit down, side by side, and chatted slowly.

"Senior Brother You... was caught and killed by people from the Immortal Arts Committee.

"As for you, you also need to think carefully about your options.

"I don't know the rules of your world, but the so-called Fairy Arts Committee seems to have very strong tracking methods.

"You and your senior brother have had several contacts in this world. Although the contact is small, I'm afraid they will slowly find clues.

"They dig you out, sooner or later, it's just a matter of time.

"Have you thought about what to do?

"Take refuge in the Fairy Arts Committee, or... wander the world and become a wanted criminal?"

Fang Bo was expressionless.

He has been a student for more than ten years, and wanted criminals seem to be far away from him.

It seems good to join the Fairy Arts Committee. He has only touched the butts of a dozen people, never killed anyone, and never set fire to anything. If you really take refuge in the past, it seems that you can still get a high rank. You can also get rid of your original family. Free from now on.

but……

"If I surrender, they won't allow me to be promoted to Sequence Eight, right?"

Master Guxian nodded.

"In your society...of course it's impossible to allow it."

Fang Bo was silent again.

Promotion and recruitment were two paths before him.

He looked at Master, at his thin face and triangular eyes.

"Master, is what you said before true? I remember you said...the bubble of dreams will eventually be broken, dreams and the real world will touch and merge in the long river of time, the fairyland and the mortal realm will meet again, and the ancient immortals will Return, walk in the world, rebuild the world's civilization, rewrite the world's order... I always remember this sentence, is this true?"

Master Guxian looked indifferent and extremely sure.

"of course it's true.

"The dreams you have about fairyland are already the precursors of the fusion of fairyland and the present world.

"In some time, as the integration deepens, we old guys might be able to visit the real world."

Fang Bo nodded.

"If that's the case, then why should I recruit people?"