Xuanmen boss is stuck in the horror game BUG

"The ashes brought back by Nalanwen are all buried in one of her manors. If the Taoist priest wants to visit, I can provide my contact information. However, recently Nalanwen and Nalanjin joined forces to oppose it. Although they were suppressed by the old man, but Also deprived of the position in the sect, it seems that a marriage will be arranged."

Marriage?

Yan Lan wanted to sign language, but paused again.

"Many of my artist friends cannot communicate with me in a universal way, and I am barrier-free in basic sign language." Dai Qingling pushed her hair behind her ears and smiled softly, "So don't worry."

"...What is the old man planning to do?" Yan Lan signed in sign language.

"The Illusion Sect has declined. Their ancient color tricks have been 'improved' and become something that only inner sect disciples can learn. However, the sect has not had many descendants these years, and they have no ability to 'improve' their skills back. Looking for crooked ideas to marry other Beidoumen."

Dai Qingling thought for a while: "Nalan Jin is the only unmarried inner sect who seems to want to marry the young head of the witchcraft sect. After all, the witchcraft sect has not been doing well these years."

The Illusion Gate and the Witchcraft Gate have always looked down on cow dung and looked down on each other, but now they are going to enter a cesspool, which is really amazing.

Dai Qingling tugged on the leash, she was a little tired wearing high heels, so she handed it to Yanlan without any hesitation.

Yan Lan flashed to the outside, crossed her hands indifferently.

Dai Qingling: "..."

It's so confusing, how to avoid Nalan's house is the same as avoiding dog poop on the main road.

"Strictly speaking, I'm not an orthodox member of the Nalan family. The current Illusion School has changed from elucidating the teaching concept to a theory of bloodlines. To put it simply, it has changed from abdication to inheritance, which is similar to the fact that there is a throne to be passed on in the school—I This kind of one can't even touch the core secrets, Daoist Yan doesn't have to avoid me so much."

Dai Qingling wrapped the leash around her hands twice, controlled the enthusiastic golden retriever, and still felt the need to explain: "We can still be friends after the game is out. My art exhibition will be held in Jincheng. When the time comes I will ask Daoist Yan to help me calculate Feng Shui."

Yan Lan refused: "I'm an outsider, so I don't understand these things."

"..." Dai Qingling smiled, "You seem to think I'm a fool."

She suddenly thought of something, and stretched out her hand: "Then what if I come up with this number?"

"..."

Yanlan and Dai Qingling shook hands in a friendly manner, and solemnly signed sign language to assure, "Don't worry, I'm a professional."

In special times, let alone five buckets of rice, she can bend over a bucket of rice.

[Money can make Taoist priests grind]
[I also donated a lot of rewards, can the anchor not kill me in seconds next time he sees me? ]
Okay, I will give you the five emperors' money and let you fend for yourself.

"It's easy to talk about, it's a happy cooperation." The artist is basically not short of money, Dai Qingling put on a commercial smile, "I'll send this puppy back, you go to school first."

Yan Lan: "I'll send..."

"No, no," Dai Qingling slightly declined, "You go first."

Row.

Yan Lan nodded unceremoniously, turned her head and left without saying a word.

Dai Qingling: "..." No, really go!
……

It was late, Yan Lan climbed over the school wall and entered, and saw Xin Shan and Fang Shu sitting side by side from the downstairs of the complex.

"Why aren't you punctual! It's eleven past three!" Xin Shan raised his head when he heard footsteps, "I thought you got into a fight with someone on the way."

Yan Lan compared a kneeling villain with her hand to express her apology.

Fang Shu: "Sister Lan, did you meet anyone on the road?"

According to his understanding of Yan Lan, the other party may get stuck, but he will never be late unless he is intentional.

Yan Lan spoke briefly.

"I've heard of Dai Qingling. She has a pretty good reputation in the industry. She is generous in her business and trustworthy in business. She is also very talented in art. She is not so much a practitioner as a businessman linked to the industry." Fang Shu reminded, "She has a magic waist fan, be careful."

Dust tail waist fan.

The fan around Dai Qingling's waist.

"I'll be careful when I meet you." Xin Shan pinched his waist and stood up, "Come on, let's go to the sculpture classroom and smash that damned evil statue first."

……

The door of the carving classroom was pried open by Yan Lan.

Xin Shan's original intention was to kick down the door directly, but he gave up after considering that the sound would attract the security guards.

"The power is out," Fang Shu tried to turn on the light, "or the light is broken."

"There's no difference," Xin Shan walked around the statue with his hands behind his back, "Don't complain about the environment."

"..." Fang Shu took out two flashlights from the [backpack] and handed one to Yan Lan, "Sister Lan, be careful."

After all, no one can compare to Yan Lan in finding things.

"The position in the southeast, leaning up against the wall," Yan Lan gestured, "Tell the blindfolded person in front, don't be handsome, it's the wrong way."

After Yan Lan finished speaking, she took a step ahead.

The flashlight's illumination range is limited, and the weird sculpture of a nude girl and David's imitation sculpture flashes by.

[Family, nudity is the most noble once it becomes art, there is nothing wrong with that]
[I always feel that there is a compatriot here with a worse temper than me, where is the trick? ]
Yan Lan felt a pain in her head, and suddenly stopped to look at the little eagle sitting on the lotus in front of her.

It is carved as the old mother of Wuji, and the plaque on the side reads "Mingming God is immeasurable, pure and empty, supreme and holy, the real ruler of all spirits in the three worlds and ten directions", and the small sculpture on the lotus seat "Old mother without life, home in a vacuum", is clearly a statue of a true god with kind eyebrows, kind eyes, but the evil spirit in the carving classroom is The moment I stepped in, my head hurt, and now it's even more frightening.

Fang Shu followed and lowered his voice when he saw this, "What did you find?"

Found what?
Heresy, slandering gods and sorcery.

Really looking for death.

Yan Lan lowered her eyes, pulled Fang Shu's finger, and took out the mahogany hairpin to pierce the opponent's finger. Her hands were inconvenient, so Fang Shu cooperated with her and helped her put the hairpin into her hair.

"Sister Lan..." Fang Shu fixed his gaze on the statue, and softly reminded Yan Lan who was taking blood, "Look quickly."

Yan Lan paused, then turned her eyes to look at the statue.

The red ladybug flew from nowhere, crawled along the lotus seat to the statue's face, followed the contours to stay on the statue's eyeballs, and slowly stretched its body.

The ladybug twisted its body, and just as its wings were about to flap, the statue blinked sharply, putting the ladybug into its eye sockets.

In an instant, the scarlet eyes moved flexibly, staring straight at the intruder. In the next instant, the face changed into sand and cracks, and the statue of the golden mother turned into a ferocious blue and white ghost face. The fangs and blood teeth suddenly burst out, and the small statue swelled and burst towards the face!

Yan Lan and Fang Shu squatted down at the same time. Xin Shan, who had never moved forward behind him, pressed his fingers together, and the second joints of his left and right middle fingers were bent and pressed against each other.

"Edict!"

"boom--!"

The fierce ghost that was saved was hit head-on with great force, and it couldn't be picked out even if it hit the wall.

"It's not over yet, be careful everyone," Xin Shan withdrew his hands, feeling the coldness spread from all sides, "We may have entered a nightmare."

Yan Lan turned her head sideways to see that the pure black slime covered the glass everywhere like a curtain, sealing off the moonlight.