Hu Batian was stunned.
He thought Fang Zong was about to reveal his true intentions and send people to beat him up, but he found that the people on the helicopter and the band in the distance were all ordinary people.
The band was even professional; he knew them, they were top stars in the Suzhou and Hangzhou area!
But now...
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you...
This top-tier star is singing very simple songs.
Hu Batian looked further into the distance and saw that on the skyscrapers, dazzling LED screens were constantly displaying text.
The subtitles above are very simple, consisting of only two sentences.
First sentence: I don't know what your birthday is.
The second sentence: No one has been there to celebrate your birthday for three years, so there's no need to choose a date anymore. Before you leave, I'll give you a gift: a cake and a happy birthday wish.
Hu Batian: "..."
"Money burns, money makes you a slut!"
Tiger Tyrant's large cat eyes turned red, his vertical pupils gradually turning into full moon circles. He spat and said, "You really thought I was a little girl? I don't fall for that! I'm a male cat!"
With that, Tiger Overlord turned around arrogantly, raised his tail, and slung his cat-like gait away.
But then, someone pushed a birthday cake over.
What a huge birthday cake! It had over ten layers, topped with a giant peach and thirty lit candles, and music was playing.
Its paws suddenly stopped moving. "Waaah, I'll just give him face and have a bite." It muttered to itself, then walked over haughtily, flew up, and looked down at the big cake.
There are words on it.
First line: Happy birthday to you.
The second line is the signature: I've always said I have so much money I have a headache.
"Tch." With a sneer, a gust of wind blew out the candle.
Tiger Tyrant took a big gulp, wanting to swallow the cake whole, but after thinking about it, he decided to lick it slowly, like a cat eating its food.
After only a few licks, the peach split open, releasing a rich, energizing aroma.
Hu Batian looked at the ten Nascent Soul Pills inside the longevity peach, licked the cream from the corner of his mouth, and spat, "Money talks!"
His tongue suddenly grew larger, and with a flick of his tongue, he rolled the peach into his mouth and held it there.
Tiger Overlord flew to the edge of West Lake, stretched out his cat paws, dipped them in water, and slowly washed his face.
After it was washed clean, it flipped its little paws over and pulled out a small tie from somewhere. It was very cute, the kind that you put on a male pet cat.
It was fastened, and swaying gently, it followed in the direction Fang Zong had left.
The little nose twitches as it tries to distinguish the smells.
...
July 28, 2019.
Sunday!
When Fang Zong got off the plane, his appearance had changed.
It wasn't that his appearance had changed, but rather that the Tang sword was no longer at his waist, and the breathtakingly beautiful blue dragon pattern on the back of his left hand was gone.
Instead, he had a small violin case on his back, and with his newly grown short hair and handsome yet slightly wicked face, he looked like a wandering artist.
He slightly raised his hand and hailed a taxi.
The driver was very friendly and asked with a smile, "Are you here for tourism?"
"No, go to the Third Middle School of Wuhan City."
After saying that, Fang Zong closed his eyes.
He's out on business, not sightseeing, so it's best for the driver to keep his distance.
Before long, they arrived at the area near the Third Middle School of Wuhan City.
As the vehicle passed the zoo, Fang Zong suddenly curled his lip and, in the blink of an eye, a gust of wind traveled more than two hundred meters, piercing the hand of a young man in the zoo.
The young man was stuffing bananas with plastic wrappers and feeding them to the elephants in the park.
The zoo suddenly became lively as the young man clutched his arm and howled in pain, attracting a large crowd of onlookers.
Even from a distance, the driver noticed and exclaimed excitedly, "The zoo is so lively!"
Fang Zong smiled and nodded, then asked, "Master, have we arrived?"
"It's just ahead."
Fortunately, all the traffic lights were green and there was no congestion. Two minutes later, the driver stopped at the entrance.
Fang Zong scanned the code to pay, and when he got off the bus it was already dusk, and he could faintly hear some noises coming from the school.
[It's Sunday today, is it for college entrance exam tutoring?]
Fang Zong chuckled slightly as he recalled his carefree youth, when he was practically eaten by dogs.
Without saying a word, I stepped inside.
It was still dusk outside, but as soon as Fang Zong stepped into the school, he suddenly frowned.
He saw that the sun was shining brightly, and it was still midday here.
Just a door separates them, yet there is a world of difference between them, and the ghost-slaying team of Wuhan City failed to notice this enormous gap.
Further in, you can see some students.
Although the number of students was not large because it was Sunday, it was roughly estimated to be around 100 or 200.
Moreover, the students looked dejected, with dark circles under their eyes.
At this moment, several students walked towards the 'English Corner'. Fang Zong's lips twitched, and he subconsciously lit a cigarette and walked towards the students.
"Where is Xu Jing?" Fang Zong asked directly.
These students were actually some of the people on the bus. Seeing them, Fang Zong suddenly felt a mix of amusement and exasperation.
The wooden ghosts were defeated because of their own actions, and the true form of the wooden ghosts suddenly moved from another place and hid in the school where Xu Jing and the others were.
This is playing the "blind spot" game!
It's the kind of place I've visited in Japan!
Fang Zong discovered that if it weren't for Zhao Changle acting as an inside man, even if all the ghost-slaying teams in the country were mobilized at the same time, it would be difficult to find the other side.
Zhao Changle, he's useful...
Several students looked at Fang Zong and noticed that he was smoking. They said directly, "Smoking is not allowed on campus."
Fang Zong laughed and said, "Oh, do you know who I am?"
"No one, regardless of who they are, is allowed to smoke at school!"
The students looked determined and were much bolder than when they first met, but strangely, none of them recognized him.
Fang Zong wasn't puzzled and asked, "Where is Xu Jing?"
"Tell me what you want first!"
The students' expressions turned wary.
Compared to the other students around them, these students were bolder, more determined, and capable of independent thought. Fang Zong didn't help them dispel the ghostly aura; he simply wandered around the campus on his own.
Several students followed him warily, but he ignored them and went through every place.
Unfortunately, the wooden ghost was nowhere to be found.
Ninth Sister said, "This ghost is very good at hiding. It seems that because its main body is wood, it can use the vitality of trees to hide itself. I've checked, and all the flowers, plants and trees in the school can be cut down, but this is not the human world, so cutting them all down won't help."
Fang Zong nodded, knowing that the Third Middle School was practically a gloomy place.
Even if all the trees in the yin area are cut down, they will be projected from reality and grow rapidly, so he still won't be able to find the hiding place of the wooden ghost.
Thinking of this, Fang Zong shook his head: "If only Da Huang were here."
Ninth Sister sneered: "His name is Tiger Overlord, but you call him Big Yellow. If I were in your shoes, I wouldn't follow your lead either."
Fang Zong blinked: "Are you going to abandon me, Cuihua...?"
As they were talking, several students suddenly received a phone call, were startled, and turned to run away.
Fang Zong followed with a smile.
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