The shadow suddenly came to an abrupt stop, and its plump body slid on the ground, leaving a long wet mark.
In the next second, Jerry, the muskrat that had already become Rui Wen's pet, plunged over and hugged Xie Junping's trousers with quite a bit of strength.
"Ouch, my pants, my shoes …"
No one knew where Jerry came from, but the fur on his body was half dry and half wet. He swung his long tail, causing the ground to crackle. He looked anxious and restless.
Xie Junping said that he disliked it, but if he was really angry at it, he wouldn't have called it "son". He and Jerry could be said to have gotten to know each other through a fight. Back then, they had fought for several days and he hated this muskrat to the core. But later, this little thing was nowhere to be found. When it appeared again, it had already transformed into Rui Wen's pet.
This was how people felt. The same target, but when looked at from a different perspective, the original "torturous" became "nimble".
The problem was that Jerry was quite aloof and cold. He was someone who would look at the dishes on a plate. Aside from beauties like Rui Wen, Luo Nan, and Cat Eyes, he loved to ignore everyone else.
It was unprecedented for him to look for someone to back him up so impatiently and impatiently.
Xie Junping was amused. "Hehe, you only think of me when there's something … Who provoked my son?"
While he was playing with it, an elevator went down to the lobby. A group of people went out and happened to meet Xie Junping and the others.
The one in the lead was young and had a baby face. However, his eyes were filled with sharpness. When he saw Xie Junping, his attitude was subtle. "Senior Xie, are you here to supervise again?"
Xie Junping looked up and smiled, then lied through his teeth. "Brother Ou … It's not like that, I'm just taking a walk to digest my food."
The "Younger Brother Ou" was Ou Que. He had just entered his first year of university, but he was already a senior figure in the Mysterious Arts Research Society. He was also a technical expert in the society, and he was quite accomplished in the research of the mysterious arts.
Some time ago, the Mystical Research Society was in a mess. The former president, Du Yong, had resigned, and the team was restructured. Ou Que had become the youngest vice president. Especially after the successful capital injection of LRCF, in a series of equity changes, his family's company became one of the top five major shareholders of the club. With this capital, this young man's voice in the club was very powerful.
No one liked to be told what to do, especially by young and vigorous people.
Ou Que had always been rude to Xie Jun. Xie Junping did not expect to be on good terms with everyone. Furthermore, the person in front of him was five to six years younger than him. There was no need for him to go against her forcefully. Otherwise, he would be seen as a bully.
He casually replied, then smiled and asked, "Shall we call it a day?"
The corner of Ou Que's mouth twitched. "On the contrary, everyone is burning the midnight oil."
Xie Junping was quite surprised. "Is it that urgent?"
Ou Que ignored him and walked straight out. The group of people behind him also followed him, looking rather imposing.
It was a good thing that Xie Junping was in Acumen College. He had scoundrels and dogs everywhere. He casually stopped the person behind him: "Old Hai, what's going on?"
Old Hai, who had been stopped, was someone who knew how to curry favor. His position in the Mystic Arts Research Society was neither high nor low, and he was also one of Xie Junping's eyes and ears. He immediately said, "It's very urgent. They say that they want to smash all the ice on the lake tonight."
"Lake?" Xie Junping and Xue Lei didn't understand.
Ou Que, who had been in front, was very dissatisfied with his own "subordinate" and an outsider in private. He turned his head and retorted, "Senior Xie, this has nothing to do with who you're supervising, right?"
Xie Junping was not angry when he said this, but Jerry, who was under his feet, became even more irritable. It bared its teeth at Ou Que and even let out a strange squeak.
Ou Que glanced at the little thing. "It's freezing outside. Senior, you should stay in the house and see if there are any areas that violate the rules. When you have time, you can give your pet a vaccine … Also, carry it far away so that it doesn't get eaten by the cat. "
With that, he walked out of the hall with large strides.
Xie Junping was still not angry. Instead, he vaguely grasped a certain important point. At that moment, he didn't care about Jerry's half-wet fur. He bent down and reached out to carry the chubby little fellow in his arms. He chased after her with a cheeky smile.
"With my son's skills, one or two stray cats are nothing. Speaking of which, Old Brother Ou, are you going to break the ice on the opposite side of the lake? Are you preparing to go winter swimming? "
"Hmph." Ou Que did not want to answer such a stupid question.
In the end, Old Hai gave the answer. "It just so happens to be the other way around. The society wants to hold a flame ritual."
"Lighting a fire? Lighting a fire on water? "
Xie Junping's eyelids twitched. He and Xue Lei glanced at each other. At the same time, they thought of the withered tree sandbar that stood alone in the middle of the lake.
Xue Lei sucked in a breath of cold air. He couldn't help but open his mouth to ask, but Xie Junping gave him a meaningful glance. He wanted him to first confirm Luo Nan and Rui Wen's state. Xie Junping continued to ask Ou Que with a thick face, "Brother Ou, the 'Water Fire' is quite innovative. But lighting a fire in the middle of a jungle is a bit of a procedural problem. You don't mind having a discussion right?"
Ou Que shot him a cold glance. He wanted to curse, but he still remembered Xie Junping's position in the Student Council. The corner of his mouth twitched. "Okay. It just so happens that a professional team has arrived. We don't need to go through the procedures again."
At this time, there were already people coming down from the transport aircraft. They unloaded the equipment and made the preliminary preparations. It looked like it was indeed as Ou Que said. It was a professional team … … The Mystical Research Society was willing to pay the capital. They really did have the capital.
Xie Junping shot them a glance and chuckled. "Fine. Then we'll have a discussion on the spot."
Actually, there was no need for a formal discussion. Xie Junping and his gang of scoundrels could get a general idea of what was going on.
"Old Hai, are you guys playing with water turning into oil?"
Old Hai was stuck in the middle, feeling quite awkward. He could only chuckle. "It's the reconstruction and deduction of a mysterious ritual … …"
"Mysterious ritual?" Xue Lei was even more surprised.
Ou Que was really impatient. "Senior Xie, you're a supervisor. There's no need to include the details of our society's activities, right?"
"Everyone has a curious heart."
Xie Junping was still laughing. Old Hai, who was familiar with Xie Junping, was shocked by his shamelessness. To put it bluntly, this was the result of him getting to know Luo Nan and following Dean Wan to train. Ever since he experienced the magnificence and wonders of the inner world, he looked at the little problems in a corner of Acumen College. His attitude was completely different.
In the end, Ou Que was still young. He was extremely annoyed by Xie Junping's shameless pestering, but he couldn't find a reason to turn hostile. He simply turned his head and ignored Xie Junping.
At this time, Old Hai could only continue to be responsible for explaining. "We want to reconstruct and reproduce the Eleusis Secret Ritual … … You've heard of this, right?"
"So what if you look down on me? Don't forget, my best friend is a member of your society. Our school's student council has always been concerned about the direction of the society's activities. "
Xie Junping had already completed his search at the speed of light as he spoke.
The Eleusis Secret Ritual was one of the most famous and ancient mysterious rituals of the West. Some people say that it originated in the nineteenth century BC. It was fused with religious mythology during the ancient Greek era to obtain a stronger vitality.
Through the stimulation of the search results, Xie Junping had a faint impression of it. There was an introduction to it in the history of religion course. Luo Nan seemed to have mentioned it some time ago.
Old Hai continued to explain. He said that the Mystic Arts Research Society was preparing to reproduce this mysterious ritual in Gear on the north bank. Of course, they weren't just copying it. In fact, the details of this ritual had long since been buried in the dust of history. If they wanted to reproduce it, they could only "reconstruct it creatively."
"Oh oh. Great ambition." Xie Junping expressed his admiration out of politeness.
Old Hai cast a glance forward and saw that Ou Que had walked far away. He giggled and spoke in a strange tone. "Yeah. Under the stimulation of male hormones, it's strong and straight."
"Huh?"
Old Hai smiled mysteriously. "Speaking of which, Director Xie. You're no longer on the same level as us ivory tower people. This year, will there be … …"
He drew a circle around the bracelet on his wrist. Those who understood this hint would understand it. Those who didn't would be confused. Fortunately, Xie Junping was a first-rate veteran. He immediately raised his eyebrows. "A banquet?"
Old Hai gave him a thumbs up.
"They're getting better and better at fooling little kids." Only after saying this did he remember that there were even younger participants this year.
It was Xie Junping himself who, after making a difficult decision, refused the opportunity to participate in the banquet for the first time in his life. This was because his cultivation was at a critical juncture. He could foresee a qualitative change in his life not too far away. Those excessively straightforward conquest games no longer possessed a strong attraction.
He would not tell Old Hai such words. He only revealed a "you know" smile.
Old Hai was not surprised at all. He took the opportunity to tell him what he had heard. "I heard that this year, it's also the theme of mysticism. Many people in our circle have won the lottery …"
"Hehe. What does this have to do with your reconstruction of the Eleusis ritual?"
"It has a lot to do with it. Vice President Ou is preparing for this. He wants to amaze the world with a single brilliant feat …"
"Did he go in the wrong direction? With the way things are over there, mysticism is just a gimmick. At the end of the day, it's still a matter of men and women. "
Old Hai chuckled. "That should be right. I heard that he has already invited President Tang to be his female companion. This is the stepping stone."
"President Tang? Tang Yi? "Xie Junping was really shocked." Damn. They're almost ten years apart. This kid is into this kind of thing? Could it be true love? "
"There's still a backup. Our hibiscus flower."
"Fei Jin? Isn't she about to graduate … … I understand. It's indeed true love. "
He had just come of age and was already in such a hurry to expose his taste. This kid was still immature! In comparison, the other younger one … … seemed to be about the same.
He was overthinking. He was overthinking.
"I still have to sort out the logic here. The banquet isn't going to be held here … … "
Old Hai was surprised. "You don't know? This year's main venue is set to be at Cloud City Water Village. A bunch of lively people are preparing to freeload on the periphery. "
"Huh?"
Xie Junping had already let the cat out of the bag. Old Hai did not think too much about it. He was just envious. "This is a university town. Is there a better place to party and hunt? We can open up a second battlefield at any time. At that time, the entire Pingjiang District will be covered. "
"This group of scum is getting more and more arrogant." Xie Junping spat. His heart was itching. Fortunately, he immediately remembered Dean Wan's teachings. He recited the words "material nature is supreme" to settle his mind.
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