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Chapter 8

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"It's good that you're fine, I'm relieved. I'll contact Jouko Hagi and tell her not to worry, so that she doesn't have to run to H city. "Beihe Sanren replied.

Song Shuhang felt that Beihe Sanren seemed to be online 24 hours a day, he didn't know why he was so energetic. Could it be that he was meditating the same as him? That's why every time he went online, he would coincidentally bump into Beihe Sanren.

That's not right … when Song Shuhang was online, he was online. When Song Shuhang went offline, he was still online, because every time he went online, he would see the chat history left behind by Beihe Sanren.

It was as if he didn't need to sleep, he was simply a saint warrior of the internet.

Song Shuhang couldn't help but worry, there were so many people who suddenly died from staying up all night, if Beihe Sanren continued like this, would he suddenly die one day?

I'll note this down … when the time comes, I'll properly advise him before I leave the group.

Song Shuhang continued scrolling down the chat window.

After Su Clan's Ah Qi finished, he said goodbye and went offline.

Following that, at around 5 in the morning, Medicine Master went online and sent a picture, and added a question mark behind the picture.

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

This plant was crooked and grew like a coiling dragon. At the tip of the plant was a row of barbs, and the rhizome was purplish black. It was a very peculiar plant, and was worth appreciating.

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

"Experiments, all died." Medicine Master sent a gloomy emoji. And the quality of that batch of Poison Dragon Grass wasn't very good.

"Okay, I'll contact you if I get it. Other people will definitely inform you if they see it. "Beihe Sanren replied.

"I want it alive." Medicine Master added.

Poison Dragon Grass … just from the name, it didn't sound like a good plant, it can't be used to concoct pills right? Would it poison people to death? Song Shuhang was a little worried. He had a feeling that the people in the group were courting death.

Wait, something's not right.

Song Shuhang's hand stiffened. He pulled his finger back to where Su Clan's Ah Qi had replied, and looked at it again.

"There were a few … Well, a few dozen ordinary people who didn't know what was good for them were knocked out by Little Shiliu. No one died."

This sentence gave Shuhang a strange feeling. Because he naturally thought of the delinquents who were annihilated by the crowd …

Was this still a coincidence? If all of this was a coincidence, then there had been too many coincidences recently!

"Maybe I should think about it from another angle. Maybe it's not a coincidence, but I'm overthinking things."

"People are always like this. When they have doubts about something, they will forcibly rub many things together. It's just like when you suspect someone of stealing your money, you'll put a lot of blame on that person. The more you look at that person, the more you'll look like a suspect. "

He felt that his current state of mind was probably the state of 'suspecting others of being thieves'.

I can't think too much. If I think any more, I'll be possessed by the devil like the people in the group. Song Shuhang stretched, and prepared to go for a jog.

The best time of the day was in the morning. Moreover, because he felt that his physique had declined, the small cough left over from the cold more than ten days ago had not been completely cured. From time to time, he would still cough twice. It was uncomfortable!

So he was in the mood and decided to run 1500 meters in the morning to exercise his body.

The goal was to persist in running in the morning for a month!

* * * * *

At this time, Jiangnan Airport.

A woman with waist-length hair pulled a huge suitcase out of the airport. She had fair skin, was tall, and had long legs. She wore a white T-shirt, denim shorts, and sports shoes on her slender legs. She was youthful and beautiful.

But at this time, the long-haired woman looked at the huge airport with a distressed expression, and said to herself in a low voice, "I 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.

* * * * * *

After running in the morning and sweating all over, Song Shuhang felt refreshed that he hadn't felt in a long time.

When he passed by the cafeteria, he bought buns and soy milk for breakfast. After his rapid breathing calmed down, he returned to the dormitory.

There was still a whole day on Sunday. What should he do?

"Should I go freeload books again?" Song Shuhang thought to himself while chewing on a bun.

He casually turned on his computer and logged onto the school's website. Because he was concerned about the matter of the delinquents being attacked and knocked unconscious, he continued to pay attention to it.

But there were no follow-up reports on the school's website about the delinquents being killed. Because the poor delinquents were still lying in the hospital like corpses, none of them looked like they were going to wake up.

So there was no way to know who or what they were beaten up like this.

According to the students who went to visit the patients, even when they were unconscious, the delinquents would still let out painful moans from time to time. Because of the large number of people, the hospital arranged for them to be in a large ward. Close to seventy or eighty people were screaming and moaning. That scene was simply too beautiful and tragic.

"If they were only knocked unconscious, they shouldn't have been unconscious for a day and a night right? These delinquents couldn't have been beaten into a vegetative state right? "Song Shuhang thought to himself.

While he was letting his imagination run wild, he opened the group chat again.

While he was running and eating, there were a few new messages in the group.

Spiritual Butterfly Island's Jouko Hagi (Phone online): "Senior North River, I've already arrived at Jiangnan airport. Does senior Ah Qi need any help? "

Beihe Sanren was indeed online. He quickly replied: "Jouko Hagi is online. Ah Qi has already found Little Shiliu in the wee hours of the morning and then left H City. You don't need to worry about them. You can go directly to J City and do your own things without worry. "

"It's good that you're fine." Jouko Hagi replied. Then she added: "Has senior Ah Qi already left H City?"

"Yes, he left in the wee hours of the morning." Beihe Sanren asked again: "Could it be that Jouko Hagi still has something you want to find Ah Qi for?"

Jouko Hagi sighed: "Actually … I actually hope to meet up with senior Ah Qi. If possible, it would be even better if someone could accompany me to J City. I'm not too familiar with H City, Jiangnan and J City. I'm afraid I won't be able to find my destination. "

"Where do you want to go? Cell phones nowadays all have a function called navigation. It's very useful. I have to say that many modern inventions are very convenient and practical. " Beihe Sanren enthusiastically introduced. Many people in the group weren't too familiar with modern things. Beihe Sanren could be considered a 'modern person'.

Hey hey, is there no problem with your style? Isn't this a classical Xianxia Chuunibyou gathering place? Shouldn't you be recommending something like an ancient map? Or some kind of locator type magic treasure? He could even accept opening a teleportation portal if he wanted to, but he could not accept using a mobile phone to navigate the system.

"I've tried, but I can't find the place I want to go on GPS." Jouko Hagi said gloomily.

Of course she knew how to use GPS. In fact, she was only in her early twenties this year. In some ways, she was no different from modern young people. It was that she knew more about the 'real * real world' than the young people nowadays.

"Moreover, my sense of direction is a bit poor. Even if I use GPS, I may not be able to find my destination." Jouko Hagi added.

Beihe Sanren comforted her: "It's okay. It's a problem of sense of direction. As long as you advance to the Fifth Stage Realm, you can stand high and see far. Then you don't have to worry about getting lost. As for now, you can take a taxi. Generally, as long as you know the location, the taxi driver can take you to your destination. But be careful not to take an illegal taxi. "

"Thank you, Senior. I'll try." Jouko Hagi said gratefully. If no one had reminded her, she would have almost forgotten about the convenient mode of transportation like taxis.

Beihe Sanren added: "Jouko Hagi, where do you want to go? If you really can't find it, I can help you ask if there are any Fellow Daoists nearby. Maybe they can help out a little. "

"It's a place called Luo Xin Street in J City. There should be an ancient temple called Ghost Lamp Temple there. I want to go to that ancient temple! "Jouko Hagi quickly replied.

"Alright, I got it. I'll help you ask around. I'll contact you if there's any news. "Beihe Sanren replied.

"Senior, I can't thank you enough!" Jouko Hagi sent a smiley face: "I'll go find a taxi."

Jiangnan Airport

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