The Ninth Level Of The Strongest Extraordinary Person, I Am The Best

He quickly entered the room and opened Chen Rui's eyes in the photo to the maximum. Qiu Changchang held a magnifying glass in his hand and turned the Dragon Shaking Scripture on the table to the last page. After carefully comparing it with the picture, he couldn't help but Laugh three times.

"Hong Yun, after all these years, you have finally done something reliable. Pay attention to safety on the road, and listen to my arrangements when you get to the mountain!"

"good!"

Qiu Hongyun was equally excited and asked casually, "Brother... is the Chen family's recent behavior also due to his fate as a heavenly king?"

"Nine times out of ten."

Qiu Yanchang said enthusiastically, "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. No king can ever be safe and secure. Suffering is their stepping stone to the temple!"

"Okay! Let's drink two cups tonight, I brought good wine!"

After hanging up the phone, Qiu Yanchang stared at the photo, flipping it back and forth several times. The more he looked at it, the more delighted and excited he became.

"Master once said that a son of destiny would come to this world, and it must be him!"

After walking around inside and outside the house several times, his mood was still hard to calm down and he couldn't sit still. Qiu Yanchang immediately ran to the mountain spring and took a quick cold bath.

However, when he returned to the red brick hut again, the scene in front of him made his mood fall to the bottom instantly.

I saw that the flowers, plants and trees around the hut all withered as if all their moisture had been suddenly evaporated. Their uniform gray color formed a sharp contrast with the lush greenery in the distance.

After a brief period of confusion, Qiu Hongyun moved forward and was shocked to find that the large water tank at the door, which was full just now, was empty. Even the inner wall of the water tank had dense cracks due to excessive drying.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched it. There was a crashing sound, and the huge water tank instantly shattered into slag, throwing up countless ash...

Qiu Yanchang's newly cleaned face and body were instantly covered with a layer of light gray.

"What kind of monster dares to cause trouble here!"

After closing his eyes and shouting loudly, Qiu Yanchang ran back to the spring based on his memory.

After cleaning his body again, he panted heavily and sat on the stone slab to wait for half an hour.

"An illusion, it must be an illusion!"

After taking a deep breath, he performed Tai Chi on the spot and sweated a little, Qiu Yanchang walked towards the hut again.

However, the scenery remains the same, the flowers, plants and trees beside the house have long since withered and died, and the waste from the water tank at the door is still scattered there.

After laughing twice, Qiu Changchang boldly shouted around:

"Where are your friends from? Please show up and tell me!"

Three times in a row, no one answered except for echoes.

Gathering up the courage, Qiu Yanchang walked around the house three times, then slowly opened the door and went in. There seemed to be nothing unusual inside.

Slightly relieved, Qiu Yanchang returned to his desk, but as soon as he picked up his phone, the screen immediately overflowed with water droplets of various colors...

He was so frightened that he quickly let go. The phone rolled right onto the Dragon Shaking Sutra book, and the colorful trickle of water just hit the "Wisdom Eyes Fate Chart".

"Monster, still a monster!"

Angrily, he picked up the feather duster by the door. Qiu Yanchang dropped his cell phone on the ground. He quickly used a dry towel to wipe the book, but found that it couldn't be wiped off.

Taking a closer look, those dozen pairs of eyes seemed to have come to life, with dazzling eyes. They all looked at Qiu Yanchang, some laughing, some crying, some cold and disdainful...

One pair, after squinting at him for a moment, miraculously closed directly.

"You...who are you? Who are you??"

Not daring to read any more, he quickly closed the book, pressed the cover of the book with a stool, and Qiu Yanchang stepped back to the bed.

But still no one paid attention to him...

"Ghosts...impossible! There can't be ghosts in this world!"

As soon as his hand touched the bed sheets, a strange cold feeling spread from his fingers to his whole body.

He retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted, and quickly turned around to see that Qiu Changchang found that his hand was full of water.

Thinking of a possibility, he swallowed, walked to the bed again, touched the sheets with his hands again, squeezed lightly, and a layer of water oozed out.

After checking them one by one like crazy, the pillows, quilts, and even all the clothes hanging in the closet seemed to have absorbed the water that disappeared outside the house. As soon as they were touched, they would instantly become wet.

"No...it's still wrong, I, I must be dreaming!"

After tremblingly exiting the hut, Qiu Yanchang ran towards the Sanqing Hall on the top of the mountain.

Half an hour later, Qiu Yanchang returned to his small courtyard. Just as he was about to take sleeping pills and sleep for a while, he was spotted by a few sharp-eyed tourists. In an instant, countless tourists began to flock towards him...

Taoist priest Qiu, who has always been gentle and gentle, cursed for the first time. If the tourist area staff had not arrived in time, he would have even punched someone.

The tourists quickly divided into two groups:

"What's so great about it is that if you don't take pictures, why are you still cursing and hitting people?"

"It turns out that he was always pretending to be like that before. He pretends to be a good person in front of others, but he may have done many dirty things behind his back!"

"I took pictures of them all, Taoist Master Qiu, prepare to be ruined!"

"You guys are so shameless for the sake of traffic. If I were Taoist Master Qiu, I wouldn't be able to bear it."

"It's just...because of you, Taoist Master Qiu has gone to live in seclusion in the mountains, and you still refuse to let him go. His appearance is too ugly!"

"Taoist Master Qiu, you hypocritical villain!"

"Taoist Master Qiu is upright and you are not allowed to slander him!"

…

The sound was louder than the sound, and the wave was louder than the wave. Qiu Yanchang, who was surrounded by the crowd, felt dizzy for a while and fainted immediately.

A second before falling asleep, a thought flashed through his mind:

"Oh, that's good. I'll save on sleeping pills."

…

Chen Rui, who was silent and worried all the way from high-speed rail to bus and ferry, finally arrived at the foot of Tianqing Mountain safely and couldn't help but roar at the top of the mountain.

His sister Chen Jiali, his third uncle Chen Jueming, and more than a dozen prominent figures in the Chen family, who had arrived before him, soon came over on foot, in cars, or on bicycles from all directions.

It was still early, and after asking and confirming each other, Chen Rui felt a stone fall in his heart. After bowing to Chen Jueming and several elders of the clan, he said sincerely and emotionally:

"I'm really sorry to bother you all. I'm going to walk up the mountain next. If you have inconveniences, you can take the cable car directly or drive up. We will meet at the Sanqing Hall on the top of the mountain at 6 p.m."

"Thank you for everything, Chen Rui, you've been the hardest worker these days."

Chen Jueming sighed and shook his head, "All your hard work is for the future of our Chen family. We are just old, not dead yet. It's still so early. Let's all follow you. Wei If there is knowledge under the spring, you should rest in peace!"