Urban Cultivation: I Was Dug Out Again

Life suddenly calmed down. Mo Tian went to class every day to learn knowledge. At night, Luo Qingyin and the others went to the martial arts club to practice while he read. His life was quite leisurely.

Recently, he has tried several methods to test his own ideas, such as poking a piece of wire into the socket, but he didn't feel anything about the current.

Later, he touched the high-voltage lines, but the results were of no use except causing a large-scale power outage in the city.

That level of electricity is at most about the same power as Zhuji's palm thunder.

He once again had the idea to fly into the air during a thunderstorm and try to attract lightning with a lightning rod.

But after entering September, it rains more often, thunder, no need~

The time soon came to late September, and Zhang Yaqing and the three girls successfully entered the early stage of dark energy.

A few women were so excited that they used bricks to perform breaking monuments and rocks every day, and forced Mo Tian to watch their performances, which annoyed Mo Tian very much.

After playing around, the performance began to escalate in the past few days. Today, I actually brought a few large stone slabs back to the villa. I also bought a big hammer, saying that I would perform a chest-breaking stone crushing performance for Mo Tian and Li Yulan that night.

Mo Tian was scolded for a while. Is the disciple of Mo Laomo's sect so cruel?

Why don't you join the circus when your chest is broken?

You can still earn some pocket money.

However, the few evil disciples didn't care about Mo Tian, ​​the master who was almost angry and became immortal on the spot. As soon as Li Yulan came back, they started to perform in the courtyard, making Li Yulan very happy and praising Mo. God teaches well.

Look, my daughter who used to only know how to eat, drink and have fun can now feel her chest is broken.

What else could Mo Tian say besides rolling his eyes crazily?

However, as soon as Li Yulan was happy, the quality of the dinner became higher, which also gave Mo Tian, ​​who was about to lose his weight on the coffin board, a little comfort.

I almost wanted to dig a hole and bury myself. If the world of cultivation knew that he had such unreliable disciples, how could I, Old Demon Mo, survive in this world? It would be better to bury myself and keep out of sight.

Of course, life has to continue after the trouble. Luo Qingyin has recently successfully reached the third level of Qi Refining. After entering the fourth level, she can start to learn some small spells.

Mo Tian, ​​who had eaten and drank enough, was walking on the path back to school, with the sound of midnight wind floating in the air.

Suddenly his cell phone rang.

I took it out and saw that it was Cai Xin calling me. Why is she looking for me?

"Hey, Cabbage, why are you looking for me? I haven't done anything wrong recently."

"What cabbage? I am Cai Xin, not Cai Xin, bah, no, my name is Cai Xin, Cai Wenji's Cai, Xin who is both moral and artistic."

"What a stupid name, change it quickly, it's not as nice as Cai Xin."

"Okay, okay, okay, you are the uncle and you have the final say. I have a problem that I want to ask you to help me with." If you ask for help, girl, I can bear it, Cai Xin thought through gritted teeth.

"If you have something to do, go to the leader. Why are you looking for me? I have no time. I am busy making money to make ends meet. That's it. I'm done." Mo Tian said impatiently. I'm not a police officer. What does it have to do with me?

"Oh~ don't worry, don't worry, you have money, you can make money. If you solve the case, you will get a bonus of 20,000."

"It's all mine?" Mo Tian became interested when he heard that he had money to take it.

"Half for each person." In order to get Cai Xin to give up her job as a police officer and follow the family's arrangements and join the military system, her family also cut off her financial support. She paid the rent with her monthly salary, and the rest could only be bought. They bought cheap cosmetics and had to eat and drink in the bureau cafeteria, so they were very strapped for money.

"Forget it." The 20,000 yuan was discounted in half, and Mo Tian's mood suddenly became less beautiful.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." Let me do it." Cai Xin started to act miserably.

"Twenty-eight, you two and I eight, otherwise we won't have to talk." Mo Lao Mo was so philistine.

"You can dig it to death. Twenty-eight is twenty-eight. Where are you now?"

"We have to work now? It's already half past ten? Don't I need to sleep? We'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll pass the information to you first, and you can see what's going on. My head has almost exploded in the past two days."

Soon, a video came over.

He is an anchor, he is about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old, and he is a pretty handsome young man.

The broadcast was going well, I was still interacting with the friends in the live broadcast room, and I sang pretty well, but as the broadcast continued, the audience disappeared.

Yes, it just disappeared, leaving only an empty chair there.

The live broadcast room was filled with question marks, and the anchor was abducted by aliens.

You can't tell much by just watching the video. The video can't capture the evil spirit, so naturally you can't see the ghost.

The gatekeeper at the door was already very familiar with Mo Tian and let him in without asking why he came back so late.

After taking a shower, I lay comfortably on the bed, but my phone kept buzzing.

When I turned on my phone, I saw all of Cai Xin’s WeChat messages.

I kept asking him if he had watched the video.

"Please, what time is it? Don't you need to sleep?" Mo Tian sent a voice message.

"Oops~ Leave me alone, have you read it?" Seeing Mo Tian's reply, Cai Xin sent a voice message directly.

"Looked at it."

"Did you see anything?"

"No."

"Can't even you see anything?"

"Don't you see it's strange? I'm not a god. It's just a video. I can't capture anything. I'll wait until I go to the scene tomorrow. I'm going to sleep. Stop sending messages. I can't see them even if I send them. Turn off the phone. That's it." After saying this, Mo Tian turned off his phone directly.

Early the next morning, Mo Tiangang turned on his phone, and there were twenty or thirty messages buzzing.

Before Mo Tian could read the message, his phone rang.

"Ouch~ Boss, you finally turned on your phone." Cai Xin's anxious voice came over as soon as the call was connected.

"It's only half past seven, okay?"

"Are you up? Where are you? I'll pick you up."

"Pick me up at Kyoto University at 8:30, and ask for leave for me by the way. I'm still in class."

"Are you a student at Kyoto University? Why are you still studying despite your ability?"

"Is it weird? I have a strong thirst for knowledge, okay?"

"Uh~ Okay, half past eight, right? What class are you in? I'll go ask for leave for you first." After receiving the class information from Mo Tian, ​​Cai Xin immediately drove to Kyoto University.

Mo Tian, ​​who did not want to repent, still lived a luxurious life. He would not be satisfied if he did not eat breakfast and take off several hundred bucks.

I slowly returned to Kyoto University and saw the policewoman Hana standing at the school gate.

"Mo Tian, ​​here." Cai Xin immediately waved to Mo Tian.

"Have you asked for leave?"

"It's all done, let's go."

After getting into the police car, the policewoman performed a beautiful drift and drove the police car like a racing car. Cai Xin wanted to show off her driving skills in front of Mo Tian, ​​but when she glanced out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Mo Tian next to her was as steady as an old dog. Where was he?

If she was led by Mo Lao Mo to perform drifting tricks with flying swords, her breasts would explode with fear.

"This incident is obviously beyond your police's ability to handle it. Didn't you report it to the Hidden Dragon Guard?"

"We have reported it, but we can only report it to the Tiger Guard. If the Tiger Guard cannot handle it, we will report it to the Hidden Dragon Guard. But time is very tight. It has been two days and we don't even have a clue. We don't know if the victim is still alive. Alive?"

"He would have died a long time ago. If it was really a ghost, he would either be kept for a special purpose, or it would be pure revenge and he would be killed."

"Have you investigated his social background? Does he have any previous criminal record?"

"After investigation, the background is very ordinary. He is an anchor who makes a living by live broadcasting, and he is relatively famous." The two asked and answered, and the police car quickly drove towards the East Second Ring Road.