"Why not?" Ju Jingbai asked.
Xu Ge didn't answer, turned around and walked towards the car. He drove out of the door in the same cute little Beetle. He opened the door for Ju Jingbai and motioned her to get in.
Ju Jingbai didn't say anything like "I won't go in if you don't answer." She sat in the car and looked at Xu Ge eagerly, waiting to hear an explanation.
Xu Ge couldn't stand it anymore halfway through the drive. He pulled over to the side of the road and said, "No, the more I think about it, the more frustrated I feel. Xiaobai, call your grandfather and ask him about the feud between the two families. If you don't mind, I'll make a confession for you."
Ju Jingbai looked at Xu Ge's serious expression, pursed his lips, and made the phone call nervously.
"Hey, Xiaobai, why are you calling Grandpa?" Ju Xing's cheerful voice rang out. "I saw the trophy you asked Shijun to bring back. It's really beautiful. I put it away for you."
"Yeah, okay." Ju Jingbai nodded, turned on the speaker, and placed the phone between the two of them.
"Grandpa, I have something to ask you."
"Okay, go ahead and ask. Grandpa's free right now, he's watching TV."
"Grandpa, what is the grudge between our family and the Xu family? The eldest brother and the others are enemies every day. Isn't it simply because of competition?" Ju Jingbai said.
They would be slightly offended by the Xu family, and would come back to curse them in dissatisfaction, and try to step on the Xu family under their feet next time. But no matter how you look at it, it's just a fierce competitive relationship, and it won't affect her and Xu Ge's relationship. Maybe after the two of them start dating, the relationship between the two families can be reconciled.
Grandpa didn't say anything for a long time, and Ju Jingbai pursed his lips nervously.
Ju Xing sighed and said, "It's not a big deal. It's just that I was young and hot-tempered and I didn't like the Xu family. Do you know that someone in our family was imprisoned in a special prison? It's the one for evil spirits. When I was young, my senior brother was imprisoned there. When I got old, my children were imprisoned there. The warden of the special prison is a member of the Xu family who takes turns.
Since those who turn into evil spirits are all us practitioners, the evil spirits in them are difficult to contain.
We lost a lot of wardens in those first few years.
Finally, the Xu family claimed that they tortured these evil spirits, completely eliminating their remaining energy, and ultimately contained the escaping evil spirits. I happened to witness their torture method once, and it was so unacceptable that I immediately argued with the old man from the Xu family.
Ju Xing shook his head. He could certainly tell that Xiaobai and Xu Ge had a good relationship, so he couldn't help but say, "That was all from our youth. Why are you asking this all of a sudden? You young people shouldn't be influenced by us older generations. Just do what you have to do. I have no objection to you making friends with the Xu family."
"Okay, I understand, Grandpa." Ju Jingbai said, "Don't worry."
Ju Jingbai hung up the phone and looked at Xu Ge: "So my mother is in your prison?"
"Yes." Xu Ge nodded. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. We signed a confidentiality agreement before."
"But this is just work, isn't it?" Ju Jingbai wondered.
"Haven't you noticed? The wives we Xu family members marry are all from outside the cultivation world," Xu Ge said. "We cultivators always place great importance on our ancestors. Every great cultivator inevitably has a few family spirits watching over us. They don't blame us, and they even give us the green light on many things, but they won't be willing to marry or have children with us Xu family members."
"Our punishments for evil spirits include flogging, thunder talisman array punishment, and so on. Think about it, when you beat the evil spirits, the pain they feel is transferred to your mother. Although those evil spirits are confused, they all have their own consciousness. Think about it, even if your mother begs me, I will fulfill my own duty and tear their huge bodies into pieces." Xu Ge explained slowly.
Ju Jingbai's face suddenly turned pale, and she knew it without thinking too much.
She will definitely feel sad, she can't ignore it.
"Is this the only way to eliminate the evil spirit?" Ju Jingbai asked, "Why can't we send the person down there? They can't refuse to take him in, right?"
"Of course. As long as the evil spirits in their bodies are stable and don't harm other ghosts, they can go to the lower world. But there are not many lucky ghosts every year. This time I didn't say I had something to do, just to send this year's lucky ghosts away." Xu Ge said while driving, "The ghosts who left are all decades old. Your mother should stay with us for a long time."
Xu Ge saw Ju Jingbai was speechless and didn't say anything.
Talking about this matter in advance is to let her think it through on her own. If she really can't think it through, he will find ways to make her think it through, Xu Ge thought with a wry smile.
"We're here." Xu Ge parked the car at the school gate and said, "Think about it carefully during this time. I'll find you on WeChat when I get back."
"Okay." Ju Jingbai nodded and waved goodbye.
It took more than a week before we last saw each other again.
We didn’t contact each other on WeChat, nor did we meet in person.
Until the final exam was over, the next day was the provincial rematch of the metaphysics competition.
The rematch will be held in Jincheng Taoist Temple.
When Ju Jingbai entered the room, he found that the venue for the semi-finals was not as big as the venue for their previous preliminary round, but the spirit between the players seemed very different from those in the city.
The display of the "Most Popular Taoist Priest" award is also very different from before. The award here is placed on a large wall of honor, and photos of previous winners of this award are hung on the wall.
"Brother Bai, Brother Bai." Yan Rong came over here, waving his hand, with an honest smile on his face. "Have you got your number plate? What's your number this time?"
"I'm number seventeen, what about you?" Ju Jingbai asked.
"I heard that this is still a group competition. Please give me a hair, I will adjust it, baby, and be in the same group with you during the competition." Yan Rong asked her for a hair.
"Wait, can this grouping be adjusted?" Ju Jingbai couldn't help but ask as he watched Yan Rong take out a small magnetic pole-like object from his body and start debugging.
"Others can't, but I can. Otherwise, how could I have ended up in the same situation as Chang Xu in my last match? How could I have such good luck?" Yan Rong waved his hand, pointing to the small magnetic pole on his body and said, "This is a weapon I got from a ghost a while ago. It's not very useful, but it can be used to find people. It can also help me enter a virtual realm among those virtual realms where ghost formations are practiced."
"Isn't this cheating?" Ju Jingbai asked.
"How can this be considered cheating? After all, it's an item from a ghost. Cheating means finding someone to secretly swap us together." Yan Rong shook his head, "How could I have that kind of power!"
"The judges here today are all from major factions. This formation is, after all, a provincial competition," Yan Rong said. "Look at the White Egret Sect, one of the most famous sects in our province. Their leader, Bai Yingchun, is an exceptional master at refining twin bells. These twin bells were specially crafted by the White Egret Sect leader using materials he collected. You know, Sect Leader Bai, he's incredibly talented at refining weapons. I heard one of his creations sold for a million at auction."
"Awesome." Ju Jingbai exclaimed and subconsciously looked for Xu Ge.
Before they found it, the little speaker of the Metaphysics Competition started to sound.
"There are three minutes left until the semi-finals of the Metaphysics Competition begin. Please take your seats, all participants. Anyone who disrupts the formation will be arrested as a member of the Yinxie sect."
"Those who pass the preliminary round generally possess a heart of benevolence and righteousness. Beyond that, the most important thing for cultivation is a firm heart. The semi-finals will test your inner strength."
"The competition is still in the group format, with five players in a group."
"The scoring criteria will be announced after the competition. Death will not be counted, so please proceed with caution. The top ten with the highest scores will enter the final individual competition. Come on, everyone." The broadcast from the small loudspeaker was repeated three times.
*******
When Ju Jingbai opened his eyes, he found himself in a classroom.
The large ceiling fan above my head made a creaking sound.
The blackboard at the front of the classroom said that there were 16 days left until the college entrance examination.
There were students around Ju Jingbai, and a math test paper was placed on her desk. The exam had obviously just begun. She had a pen in her hand, and the test paper was blank, with not even her name written on it.
Fortunately, this is not the college entrance examination. If it happened directly in the college entrance examination hall, I am afraid that most of the people who are determined in this metaphysics competition would be eliminated as soon as it started.
While writing the name, Ju Jingbai glanced at the person on the podium.
The person on the podium was a middle-aged man with thinning hair. He gently flipped through the book in his hand. Seeing some students whispering to each other below, he couldn't help but put down the book in his hand and said, "Study hard on the exam and don't try to do anything tricky. The exam time is already half over, and there are still students looking around. Why don't you look around more? It will give you a few extra points on the college entrance examination.
Everyone should learn from Xu Ge. Look at how he keeps working on the questions after handing in his test paper. No wonder he always gets first place in the exam."
Xu Ge? ?
Ju Jingbai's heart moved, and she looked carefully from the first row. As a result, when she turned around, she met Yan Rong's ordinary face: "..."
Yan Rong's cheeks were well-maintained, with few wrinkles on his face, but the loose and tall school uniform he wore did not suit him at all, and one could tell at a glance that he was a middle-aged man pretending to be young.
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