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

Jingle bell bell bell…

The phone rings.

Is the president calling now?

Beside the dining table, Bai Mo looked at the half-eaten mutton steamed buns in the bowl. After answering the phone, I'm afraid the mutton steamed buns will get cold, right? How can you eat it when it’s cold?

He curled his lips, feeling slightly depressed, but still answered the phone.

On the other end of the phone, the president's slightly hoarse voice sounded.

“Expert Baimo, it’s hard for me to talk about this matter.

"I'm so embarrassed!

"It's like this... Recently, we want to cultivate a few star committee members and train a few young people into role models, so that they can show their faces internally and inspire our young people.

"Oh, by the way, you are quite familiar with the ones I want to train!

"They are your high school classmates, Zhang Shan, Lu Yang and Yu Tingting..."

Bai Mo listened and slowly understood.

What President Chen Shu meant was that he wanted to use the fact of "successfully blocking the assassins of the dark world" to put it on Zhang Shan and others, setting them up as models and branding them as idols.

Although he didn't quite understand the intention, to Bai Mo, it didn't matter, and he was even happy to see the result.

"...Expert Bai Mo, what do you think about this matter?"

Bai Mo replied.

"No problem. Do Zhang Shan and the others know? Have they agreed?"

On the other end of the phone, the president's hearty laughter came.

"Why wouldn't they agree?

"Thank you so much for this. The white ink expert helped me. I'll send you a red envelope later!"

Red envelope?

Bai Mo was stunned for a moment, remembering that he had not added the president's WeChat account yet.

Do you want to add it?

It's not just for the red envelopes, it's mainly for adding WeChat so that we can keep in touch with each other in the future...

Before he could speak, he heard the president change the topic.

"Actually speaking, the committee studied the fly carefully and found something interesting. I will ask the secretary to send the document to you later."

The two exchanged pleasantries and hung up the phone.

Bai Mo frowned and sat at the dining table. Just as he was about to ask for President Fang Xiaoyu's WeChat ID, he immediately received a bank arrival text message.

[Your card number xxxxxx has an income of 100,000 yuan...]

ah?

this!

Bai Mo nodded and suddenly realized, no wonder the president didn't mention adding WeChat. It turns out that this red envelope is a bit big, and WeChat red envelopes are not supported!

After checking the bank card balance happily, Bai Mo put the lid on the cold mutton steamed buns and pushed them aside.

Open the takeout app, decisively order a portion of high-quality water basin mutton, and then add three portions of mutton!

…

Not long after, the new mutton in the water basin was delivered. Bai Mo opened the takeout package, took a sip of the hot soup, and then picked up the chopsticks to eat.

The phone rang again, but it was Fang Xiaoyu sharing an internal document.

[Gu Xian Chao Dance Performance]

What?

Dance performance?

Is this the new discovery the president was talking about?

Open the document in white ink.

"Sacrifice is an important part of the culture of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, and dance is an important part of the sacrificial activities... After the above research, we believe that the sacrificial dances of the Ancient Immortal Kingdom were not entirely completed by humans, but also involved a large number of animals. For example, foxes and monkeys with flexible movements, spiders and snakes with strong physical characteristics, birds and insects that can fly..."

The article is accompanied by illustrations, but they are simple drawings in the style of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty.

In the picture, there are groups of foxes, monkeys, poisonous snakes... dancing in circles around the high altar.

There are flocks of birds flying in the sky, forming formations and forming various ritual patterns.

There are also large, densely packed black spots forming a formation, forming various weird facial makeups with horns, three eyes, and big mouths.

Bai Mo probably understood, so these black dots that flew in formations and made weird faces during the sacrificial activities were flies?

Below the picture is another document.

"...We have not considered that those black dots are flies. Because it is difficult for flies to arrange various shapes of formations. Flies do not have high IQs, their brain capacity is small, and they are difficult to train. And they are arranged in patterns. , not just one or two flies, but in terms of quantity, more than tens of millions?

"It wasn't until recently that we solved an assassination case in which the soul was lodged in the body of a fly, and we got new inferences. The flies in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty did not need to be trained. They poured the souls of human slaves into the flies. Therefore, there is no need to train the flies. , just need to train humans...

"...Each human slave can adopt a fly, take care of the fly's daily life, and then allow the human soul to reside in the fly's body during sacrifices...

"...So, every one of the thousands of flies with weird facial makeup patterns in the sky of the altar has a human soul in its body."

There was detailed research and discussion in the document. Bai Mo didn't read it carefully, but he just felt it was inexplicably weird.

Was the assassin who almost overturned the Immortal Book Committee actually just one of the flies used to make huge patterns during the sacrificial ceremony in the ancient Immortal Dynasty?

…

The sky over Fox Mountain was still overcast.

Amidst the howling wind, the medicine stove in the square was boiling hot liquid and bubbles were emitting.

The five fox apprentices carefully stood on the high shelf. Without waiting for the medicinal soup to cool down, they used ladles to reach into the cauldron, scooped out the medicinal soup and poured it into bronze bottles.

This medicinal soup is very special and must be filled while it is hot. When it cools down, it will change into another shape!

"Be careful. This kind of medicinal soup is very dangerous. Don't get it."

Bai Mo stood beside him, looking around and reminding him softly. Be careful and take action immediately if you find something is wrong.

After some time, the bottles of decoction were finally canned.

The apprentices put lids on the bronze bottles, sat down one after another, and breathed a sigh of relief with silly smiles.

"Very good, send it to the warehouse."

…

Five fox apprentices carried bronze boxes containing bottles of freshly made hot decoction to the warehouse.

After entering the door, we first saw rows of full cabinets, stacked buckets of medicinal soup, and stacked bags of medicinal powder. Most of these things are pesticides and fertilizers specially refined by Fox Mountain. not so important.

As we continued deeper into the warehouse along the corridor, we saw all kinds of messy items piled up like mountains. For example, the newly excavated bronze swords, bronze plates and stone slabs with inscribed documents. The wronged sword is also thrown here.

Continuing along the corridor and going deep into the warehouse, you will see rows of cabinets displaying various precious medicinal materials or precious medicinal soups.

Continuing deeper, in the innermost part of the warehouse, there is an inner room of the palace, which is specially equipped with a bright red door!

Inside the small red door is Fox Mountain's most dangerous decoction, which is Fox Mountain's arms reserve.

At this point, the five fox apprentices involuntarily slowed down, carefully pushed open the red door, put in the newly prepared decoction, and then quickly ran out and closed the red door tightly.

Before leaving, I took another look at the red door. They involuntarily raised their heads, puffed up their chests, and walked with a bit of wind.

The arms reserve inside the Red Gate is one of Fox Mountain's strengths. Although it has not been used once so far.

…

silent Night.

In the living room, in front of the mirror.

Bai Mo put on the brand new suits piece by piece.

Finally, button the badge of the Fairy Arts Committee on the collar.

Look in the mirror, "How handsome."

This is a slightly solemn pure black suit. It feels thick and slippery, and its delicate texture can be seen under the light. It must not be cheap!

If Bai Mo were asked to buy it by himself, he would definitely not buy it.

But...this is a benefit sent by the Fairy Arts Committee, and it is what I will wear when I go to the press conference at noon tomorrow!

Although Bai Mo gave up the credit, as the most handsome expert consultant of the committee, he still has a task tomorrow... to go to the press conference to improve the average appearance of everyone present.

Wearing a suit, Bai Mo sat on the sofa, turned on his phone, and looked at the Shexian Forum.

But I saw posts one after another, discussing the press conference tomorrow.

[Hahahaha, the Fairy Arts Committee is going to finalize this victory]

[Pure clown in the dark world]

[Is it worth holding a press conference just to save Zhang Yuan? The dark world hasn’t been wiped out yet, right? 】

[Why isn’t it worth it? This time I killed an assassin and captured an offline person from the Dark World]

[Actually, I should say it or not, this dark world is quite funny, the thunder is loud and the raindrops are small, like a clown]

Are you all talking about this?

Bai Mo felt a little bored, so he returned to the forum homepage and scrolled down to refresh it.

However, a live broadcast post appeared. It seemed that many people were watching it. It was automatically pushed to the front by the system, and a red popular logo was added.

Bai Mo clicked to enter and saw a post from a new member of the forum, a newly registered account.

[Do you really think the Fairy Arts Committee won? 】

[Do you really think they are relaxed? 】

[Really thought they started celebrating? 】

【Enter the live broadcast! 】

oh?

What else is wrong?

Bai Mo clicked to enter the live broadcast room.

But in the live broadcast, there was a vast night sky, the howling of the wind could be heard, and the flying clouds could be seen.

Where is this live broadcast?

Why does it look like it's flying in the sky and broadcasting live?

The anchor's voice was that of an adult man, with a huge wind noise in his voice.

"Hahahahaha, do you really think the Fairy Arts Committee is going to pop out the champagne?

"They're nervous!"

The barrage was ridiculed.

[Where did the clown come from? 】

[Who do you think you are that dares to say this? 】

[Why is the Fairy Arts Committee so nervous? Can you talk about it specifically? 】

There are also people like Bai Mo who pay attention to live broadcast venues.

[Where is this live broadcast? 】

[Why does it seem to be in heaven? 】

The anchor smiled even more happily when he saw these barrages.

"Do you care about my live broadcast venue?

"Then let's show it to everyone."

He turned the camera.

Looking up, you can see the vast night sky and a bright moon.

Looking down, you can see the vast land and the traffic.

[Damn it, is it really live broadcast in the sky? 】

[Special effects, right? 】

[How does the anchor do it? 】

【Will it be broadcast live on the plane? 】

[How can there be such a wide field of view on an airplane, an open-top airplane? 】

The anchor responded to requests and immediately filmed his car again.

But I saw that he had taken a picture of his jeans, and he had taken a picture of himself sitting on a small, square stool.

The camera turned and shot to the front again. The angle of view was wider. Everyone saw the huge head filling the screen and saw the huge wings...

The audience speculated.

[Damn it, this is an eagle, I can see its head]

[Is this eagle as big as a passenger plane? 】

They guessed it right...

It turned out that this anchor was sitting on a small bench. And under the small bench, there is a huge eagle!

The huge eagle is gliding in the vast night sky, its body nearly a hundred meters long, like a small passenger plane!

Its wings cut through the night wind!

Its head smashed into Liuyun!

The anchor turned the camera again, filming his stubble-covered face, his wide smile, and his hair being messed up and his face being wrinkled by the strong wind.

Bai Mo's eyes widened, and he suddenly saw from behind the anchor's shoulder that there was a bronze building on the back of the giant eagle, which was carried by the giant eagle in the night sky, in the strong wind, and in the flowing clouds. inside!

The giant eagle carries the bronze building on its back and glides in the night sky?

What on earth is this?

Bai Mo watched the live broadcast and suddenly understood in his heart...could it be that this giant eagle was the vehicle of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty? Is it the car of the ancient immortals?

In an instant, he figured it out!

This anchor, a middle-aged man, sat on the small bench behind the neck of the giant eagle, but did not sit in the bronze building on the back of the giant eagle. Why? Because he doesn't want to?

No!

Because the small bench behind the neck of the giant eagle is a place for the driver and the coachman.

The bronze building carried by the giant eagle is the place for the real owner!

The viewers in the live broadcast room have been stunned.

[Damn it, boss! 】

[Sorry, boss, I spoke too loudly just now]

【What's this? Is it the way to control beasts? This is the real beast control! 】

[Could he be the real boss of the dark world? 】

[Could he be the real boss of Jushi Mountain? 】

[No conflict, the boss of Giant Food Mountain is also the founder of the Dark World]

[Holy shit, sequence eight, boss? 】

The anchor was generous and pointed the camera at his face, so that his stubble-covered face could be seen by every audience. Instead of being afraid, he smiled. Looking at the barrage one after another, he kept nodding.

Suddenly, a barrage flashed past.

[Why are you sitting in the driver's seat? The driver secretly drove the leader's car out and pretended to beep? 】

Bai Mo couldn't help laughing when he saw this barrage.

But the middle-aged man on the screen seemed to have seen it too. His face was stiff for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.

Bai Mo speculated that this barrage probably told the truth... although the true owner of the giant eagle may have been dead for tens of millions of years. Although this middle-aged man may be Sequence 8 of the beast control path. But if placed in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, this middle-aged man would really be a driver!

The popularity of the live broadcast room is skyrocketing!

More and more viewers are flocking in!

[Damn it, I heard that a big shot is hosting a live broadcast, let’s open our eyes]

【What is this? in the sky? 】

[There is a bronze building behind the anchor? Is it the Bronze Building? 】

[What does this anchor want to do? Are you just showing your face and showing off? 】

But I saw a middle-aged man, seeing this barrage, he opened his mouth to reply.

“Of course I didn’t run up to such a high place just to show off.

“It’s very cold, okay!

“I came here to show you the Magic Committee.

"Let's see if they are that easy."

The middle-aged man's camera turned...

But in the night sky, under the giant eagle, among the flowing clouds, a plane was flying through the wind.

Thanks to Wen Chen Wu Jiang for the reward~