I have become an ancestor worship spirit, the chat group is here

Chapter 170. 159. Bottom group leader
There was a lot of discussion on campus.

Someone gloats: "Who did it? You are so merciless. Is it a Sanda club or a Taekwondo club? Or is it a boxing club who trains newcomers, and the group is bad?"

Information-based: "All of them have been knocked out and are being sent to the hospital. No one has woken up yet, and we don't know who did it."

Reasoning type: "According to the shopkeepers on the side of the alley, there are no large groups of bad guys fighting each other. And even if there is a fight, it is impossible for everyone to die. It is absolutely impossible for such a coincidence. So it is very likely that there is a master Go out, and one or a few people will wipe out all the bad things."

"A master? The one who hits [-]? Haha." Someone laughed. You must know that there are [-] or [-] bad people beaten.So many bad guys were knocked down in just a few minutes, and the heroes on TV can only do it through time travel, right?
"Perhaps it was the elite special forces king in the army who made the move? It is said that that kind of soldier king knocks down an ordinary person like a joke, and can get a dozen of them in a minute."

"It's funny from upstairs, right? Even if the King of Special Forces is really so good, they still have their own tasks. Let them deal with the bad guys, it's like shooting mosquitoes with cannons!"

"Don't talk about it, when the bad guys wake up, they will know who did it?" someone replied.

Song Shuhang refreshed the webpage, casually read the various replies, and then closed the message window.

Anyway, the bad guys have nothing to do with him.

Although Song Shuhang is only 1.7 meters five, he is very strong.It's not the kind of person who seems to be able to 'borrow' money, and almost lives in two worlds with the bad guys... If there is no accident, he will never have anything to do with the bad guys in his life.

Stretching his waist, he closed the campus webpage, leaned back on the chair and let his mind go blank.

The weird thundercloud in the morning kept reverberating in his mind, but thunder and lightning struck his apparently empty mind from time to time, making his mind unable to calm down for a long time.

The members of the ultra-dimensional chat group reminded Song Shuhang not to pay too much attention to it.

Although it is said that Song Shuhang's fate line will change when he joins the chat group.

But after all, he is the son of destiny.

And Senior Liushen is also there.

in this way.

Song Shuhang was a little relieved.
The next day.

June [-], Sunday, sunny.

With no thought of staying up all night, he washed up and went to bed early.

If this evening, several roommates in the dormitory will come back.

After getting up and washing up, Shuhang habitually clicked on the chat software in the lower right corner of the screen. Cousin Zhao Yaya still didn't reply, and it looked like he had to wait for two days.

"If my cousin still hasn't responded in two days, just give her a call." Song Shuhang thought to himself.

Everyone in the super-dimensional chat group is still busy with their own business, and some of them watched his live broadcast.

Then he opened the Jiuzhou No. [-] Group—every time he glanced at it, he felt beautiful and in a good mood.

The first message in the group was from Su Clan's Ah Qi: "To make everyone worry, Little Sixteen had a little accident with Lei Jie, but I have already dealt with it. After Lei Jie's accident, Little Sixteen made a fuss I got angry for a while. But I found it and took it away without any major accidents. Just in a place near H City, there were a few... well, dozens of ordinary people who didn't know each other were taken away by Little Sixteen I was knocked out, but no one was killed. Next, I will take Xiaoliu back to the Su Clan's sect, and I don't think it will be online in the next few days. Anyway... please don't worry."

This is a message sent at [-] o'clock in the morning this morning.

"As long as it's fine, I'm relieved. I'll contact Soft Feather when the time comes, so she doesn't have to worry, and saves her from going to City H." Northern River Loose Cultivator replied later.

After Su Clan's Ah Qi finished speaking, she said hello and went offline.

Then, at around five o'clock in the morning, the pharmacist went online, sent a picture, and attached a question mark after the picture.

It was a picture of a plant, which Shuhang had never seen before.

The plant grows curved like a dragon.There is a row of barbs at the tip of the plant, and the rhizome is purple-black. It is a very peculiar plant and has great appreciation value.

"Poison Dragon Grass, pharmacist, do you want to use it again? Didn't you cultivate some not long ago?" Beihe Sanren was the first to reply again.

"Experiment, all dead." The pharmacist made a depressed expression.And the quality of that batch of poisonous dragon grass is not very good.

"Okay, I will contact you if I get it. Others will definitely let you know if they see it." Northern River Loose Practitioner replied.

"To live." The pharmacist added.

Poison Dragon Grass... the name doesn't sound like a kind plant, it should be used for alchemy, right?Will it poison people?Song Shuhang has expectations.

After all, since he joined the super-dimensional chat group, he knew that this group was not easy.

Song Shuhang pulled his fingers back up to the position where Su Clan's Ah Qi returned, and looked at it again.

'Just a few... well, dozens of ordinary people who didn't know each other were knocked out by Xiaoliu, and no one was killed. '

This sentence made Shuhang feel that there was nothing wrong with it. .

He has long known that these people are cultivators.

Song Shuhang stretched, ready to go for a run.

It's the morning of the day, and because I feel that my physical fitness has declined, the small cough left by the cold more than ten days ago has not completely healed until now, and I will cough twice from time to time, which is uncomfortable!
So he became interested and decided to run 500 meters in the morning to exercise his body.

The goal is to keep running in the morning for a month!

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At this time, Jiangnan Regional Airport.

A woman with waist-length hair pulled a huge suitcase out of the airport.She is fair, tall and has long legs.Wearing a white T-shirt, denim shorts, and sneakers on her slender legs, she looks youthful and beautiful.

But at this time, the long-haired woman looked at the huge airport with a distressed expression, and whispered to herself: "We don't like this kind of big place the most, it's easy to get lost."

Then, she took out her phone and fiddled with it.

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Sweaty from running in the morning, Song Shuhang felt refreshed after a long absence.

I bought steamed stuffed buns and soy milk for breakfast when passing by the canteen, and returned to the dormitory after my shortness of breath calmed down.

There's still a whole day left on Sunday, what should I do?
"Do you want to rub the book again?" Shuhang thought to himself while chewing on the steamed stuffed bun.

He turned on the computer casually and logged on to the campus network—because he was a little concerned about the fact that the delinquents were attacked and unconscious, so he continued to pay attention.

However, there is no report on the campus network about the delinquents being followed by group seconds, because the poor delinquents are still lying dead in the hospital, and none of them seem to wake up.

So there is no way of knowing who or what they were beaten into like this.

According to the classmates who went to visit the patients, even in a coma, the delinquents would still cry out in pain from time to time. Due to the large number of them, they were arranged in huge wards by the hospital.Nearly 80 or [-] people screamed and screamed, the picture was simply too beautiful and tragic.

"If it's just being knocked unconscious, shouldn't it be impossible to wake up all day and night? These bad people won't be beaten into a vegetable state." Shuhang thought to himself.

On the one hand, he was thinking wildly, and on the other hand, he clicked on the group chat.

During the time when he was running and eating, there were several new messages in the group.

Lingdie Island Soft Feather (mobile phone online status): "Senior Beihe, I have arrived at the airport in Jiangnan area. Do you need help from Senior Seven?"

Beihe Sanren was indeed online, and he quickly replied: "Soft Feather is online, Ah Qi has found Xiaoliu in the early morning, and then left City H. You don't have to worry about them, you can go directly to City J to be your own without worry. Let's do it."

"It's fine." Soft Feather replied, and then added: "Has Senior Ah Qi left City H?"

"Yes, I left in the early morning." Beihe Loose Cultivator asked again: "So Yurouzi, do you have anything else you want to find Ah Qi?"

Soft Feather sighed: "Actually... I would like to meet Senior Ah Qi. If possible, it would be even better if someone could accompany me to City J. I don't know H City, Jiangnan area, or J City very well. Familiar, I'm afraid I can't find the destination."

"Where are you going? Today's mobile phones have a function called navigation, which is very useful. I have to say that many inventions of modern people are very convenient and practical." Beihe Sanren enthusiastically introduced that many people in the group are very interested in modernization. He is not very familiar with many things, Beihe Sanren is considered to be a 'modern expert'.

Hey, is your painting style okay?Isn't this a concentration place for classic fairy tales with the second disease?Shouldn't you be recommending ancient maps or something?Or is it a magic weapon for positioning?No matter how tall it is, it is acceptable to open a portal, but the mobile phone navigation is somewhat unacceptable.

"I tried, but I can't find where I want to go in the navigation." Soft Feather said depressedly.

Of course she can use navigation. In fact, she is only in her early 25s this year, and in some respects she is no different from modern young people.That is, they know more about the 'real* real world' than today's young people.

"Also, my sense of direction is a bit poor, even if I hold the navigation, I may not be able to find the destination." Soft Feather added.

Beihe Loose Practitioner comforted: "It doesn't matter. As for the problem of sense of direction, you only need to wait until you have advanced to the fifth-grade realm of Yuqi Xingkong, and you don't have to worry about getting lost. As for now, you can call a taxi. As long as there is a place name, the taxi driver can take you to the destination. But be careful not to mark the black car."

"Thank you senior, I'll try it." Soft Feather gratefully said, if no one reminded her, she almost forgot that there is such a convenient way of transportation as taxi.

The Sanren of Beihe added: "Soft Feather, where are you going? If you really can't find it, I can ask if there are any fellow Taoists nearby, maybe I can help a little."

"It's a place called Luoxin Street in J City. There should be an ancient temple called Ghost Lamp Temple there. I'm going to that ancient temple!" Soft Feather replied quickly.

"Okay, I got it. I'll make inquiries for you, and I'll contact you if I have any news." Northern River Loose Practitioner replied.

"Senior, thank you so much!" Soft Feather sent a smiley face: "I'm going to find a taxi."

Gangnam Regional Airport
The long-legged girl with long hair reaching her waist dragged a huge suitcase and walked quickly to the airport taxi.The beautiful figure made the men passing by stare straight at him.

Hyperdimensional chat group.

A Chinese Ghost Story-The Dryad's grandmother: "Jie Jie, the fate line of this little boy, Squirrel Hang, is about to open. He is really the son of destiny, and the blessings are really good, alas"

True Gentleman of Huashan-Yue Buqun: "Aren't there too many sons of destiny and big bosses in our group? Look at Brother Ye, Brother Chennan, and Brother Muchen, which one is not a son of destiny? Big Brother Seven Nights and Big Brother Ancestor Jiling are really "

Counting the universe, Ma Daxian: "In this way, Squirrel Aviation's fate line of comprehension has officially opened. The air is shaking and cold, when will the low-level group leader like me stand up!!"

(End of this chapter)