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Various photographed pictures circulated upwards. Among them, a messenger from a foreign land was carried by eight strong men in a sedan chair and walked in the air.

Along the way, fairies sprinkle flowers and musicians play music.

There has been a blast on the forum for a long time. Someone broke the news that the eight bearers carrying the sedan chair were all disaster spirits.

As soon as the news came out, people must be shocked. Nowadays, people have a very high understanding of the spiritual master, and they naturally know what the disaster spirit represents.

The gods of fire and thunder, who are loved and supported by everyone, are the powerhouses of disaster spirits.

He is the patron saint in everyone's hearts, but the strength of the eight bearers is as powerful as Vulcan and Thunder God, which makes people feel shocked.

Some people even typed the title, people who are not of my race must have a different heart.

Not only did it not work, it almost sparked a racial swearing war, with a handful of people clamoring online that the union was responsible for the massacre of the Negroes in District [-].

As a result, he was instantly scolded as a dog, and the Negroes only bred watermelons, so they deserved to be slaughtered.

Many people in District [-] even stood up and said that the Negroes are a racial cancer, they were responsible for the riots, and they were the ones who took the lead in burning, smashing and looting.

Seeing that it was about to incite populism, the administrator of Zhalang.com hurriedly deleted the post.

Of course these are all small episodes.

It doesn't matter, more discussions on the Internet these days are about the soon-to-be-established Psychic University.

The school has not yet been built, and the websites of all major colleges have been opened.

In order to snatch students, they have even opened the way of online registration.

Not to mention, the effect is really impressive, the number of applicants in a single day has directly exceeded 300 million.

The website of Beiman College is also open to the Internet under the operation of Bitther and the others.

Just different from other websites, the number of applicants is directly zero.

The reason for this is precisely because of the school's harsh registration requirements.

As soon as people saw the registration conditions, they were immediately blown away, and there were all kinds of complaints and jokes on the Internet.

Semi-closed teaching, not limited to household registration, but residents of City S have priority.

There are six grades, three middle classes and three big classes.

The maximum age for children entering school is 12 years old.

The level of psionic ability cannot be lower than the top grade of wounded spirit.

The youngest must be no less than four years old, and must have a certain ability to sense psychics, reaching the low-level spirit level standard.

The harsh conditions caused strong discomfort to many people.

The only advantage is that you have already enrolled, the tuition is free, and you only need to pay a small amount of accommodation fees and tuition and miscellaneous fees.

In such a remote place, the requirements are really high. Hehe, with this qualification, going to other schools is not only free of charge, but also has a lot of scholarships every year!

Grave-digging school, it is.

Rubbish school, so beautiful to think, go dreaming

My child is seven years old this year, and he already has psychic perception, but if you kill me and put a knife on my neck, you will not send your child to such a rubbish school! 99

There are overwhelming criticisms on the Internet, and there is almost no praise.

Now it's all right. I was worried that Beimang College would steal their limelight, but now it seems that there is nothing to worry about.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the bad reviews on the Internet and didn't take it seriously at all.

On the contrary, they are more concerned about the envoys from foreign lands.

After inquiring from Wangcai's side, these envoys are quite strong, and they are not so much cooperation as pressure.

Now the trade union is busy with these envoys Zhou Xuan.

As for the content of the cooperation, it has not been circulated so far. At this point, it has to be said that the level of confidentiality of the trade union is many times higher than before.

So much so that it is really not easy to inquire about some news now.

But judging by their pretentious appearance, it is obvious that it will definitely not be a good thing.

"It looks like Master Jiu is probably under a lot of pressure!"

Old Chen also saw the news on the forum, and he couldn't help but have a few more sad looks on his face.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't answer, because Liao Qiu called him in the group at this time: Xiaoyi, the household department has finished, the rest is up to you!

Seeing this news, Ding Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat, he stood up and looked at Mr. Chen with a sad face, and said, "Then let me help Master Jiu share some pressure."

"Ah? What are you going to do??" Mr. Chen raised his head, now he couldn't figure out what Ding Xiaoyi was thinking.

Ding Xiaoyi smiled mysteriously, and said two words indifferently: "School starts!!"

"school starts!!"

As soon as the news that Beimang College was going to open for admission came out, there was a stir immediately.

How long has it been since he started his school, less than a month!Ding Xiaoyi is about to start school? ?

This speed is too appalling.

You must know that other academies have just started to break ground quickly, and the slow ones have not yet chosen a good site.

He's fine, school is about to start now? ?

It is said that the infrastructure outside Qingmang Mountain has not yet been fully established.

Liar, just grandstanding, it is estimated that the above is a grass shed!

Anyway, I haven't recruited any students, so I can only play this game, ha ha!Junk marketing.

Naturally, there are overwhelming voices of abuse on the Internet.

Even the businessmen who invested with Marina were ashamed for a while.

I think Ding Xiaoyi's actions are too hasty.

For a while, resentment boiled over, and everyone looked at the website, the countdown to the start of school in less than 24 hours, and was speechless for a while.

Chapter 8 Eleven: Prophecy

"Yes, come here right away, you are ready, just come."

"What?? Believe it or not, get out!"

On Qingmang Mountain, Li Chuanhai hung up the phone angrily, and looked fiercely at Ding Xiaoyi who was drinking tea with Quentin and others in the gazebo.

As for why it is in the gazebo, it is because the school is still in a closed state of formation. According to Ding Xiaoyi, it will be untied when the ribbon is cut tomorrow.

So now the back mountain is completely covered by the formation, and nothing can be seen clearly, and no one can enter.

Of course, Ding Xiaoyi was fooling Mr. Li and others with this statement.

The real reason is that the Ministry of Household Affairs has to deal with some details and clean up the construction waste.

Li Chuanhai put down his cell phone, and said with resentment on his face, "Can't you wait any longer?"

"Don't wait, my school has been built, why wait, the school will start tomorrow and officially recruit students."

Ding Xiaoyi took a sip of the tea in his cup, he was already sure about the start of school.

Because he felt the pressure, those emissaries from outside the territory made their high-profile appearances one after another, which was not a good sign.

What's more, until now, there has been no news about those ghosts, demons and monsters who escaped from hell, except for a little disturbance at the beginning.

It seemed to disappear strangely, which made him feel very uneasy.

I asked the bad old man and them, but they just said: "You can ask about the affairs of the underworld, and they don't know anything about the affairs of the world."

It was this attitude that made him alert.

Therefore, it is imperative to start school by yourself, whether it is to crush those garbage colleges that mislead the children, or to foster talents as soon as possible, no one can stop him.

"Your boy" seeing his tough attitude, Li Chuanhai didn't know what to say, and was about to ask him how he was preparing and whether he would let them go in and have a look first.

Li Chuanhai's cell phone rang, and when he picked it up, Li Chuanhai's face straightened: "Don't worry, there is absolutely no problem, I will guarantee you with my head!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and looked back at Ding Xiaoyi: "Well, you are making too much noise. If you can't get the real thing out tomorrow, I can only send my head to Master Jiu's desk."

It turned out that the phone call just now was from Lord Jiu, asking about the school.

Hearing his tone, he seemed to be very concerned about this matter, saying that when the time came, he would invite several envoys from foreign lands to observe it together.

"The envoys from other lands are coming too!!"

Quentin's heart tightened, and he became a little nervous.

During this period of time, he also sent people to try to get in touch with these foreign envoys, but they didn't care about him at all, and even the gatekeepers had contemptuous eyes, which made Quentin's people feel ashamed.

Master Jiu is going to bring the envoys from other places this time, which is obviously not only because of the concern about the school.

"It's just in time, I'm also very curious about what these messengers are here for!"

Not only did Ding Xiaoyi not panic, but he was very satisfied with Jiuye's assist, and it seemed that the effect was better than he expected.

Seeing that he was so confident, Li Chuanhai finally felt relieved, patted his chest and said:

"Okay, just say this to you kid. When tomorrow morning, I guarantee that every teacher who prepares for you will count as one, and they will all stand neatly in front of the door and wait for me."

The military order has been issued, and Li Chuanhai is giving up his life to accompany the gentleman at this time, and he will go all out, either tomorrow the house will be full of applause, or tomorrow he will give his own head.

So after finishing speaking, I left in a hurry, preparing to have a heart-to-heart talk with those teachers and do ideological work.

"Then I will resign as well, and I promise that tomorrow, the news editors of all major media will be there!" Quentin said as he got up and left.

Obviously because of Ding Xiaoyi's willfulness, I believe many people will not be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

But I don't feel ashamed of this at all, because he has willful capital.

After Quentin left, he stood up slowly, strolled casually on the top of the hill, and unknowingly walked to the tombstone of Old Chen.

Suddenly he paused, and saw a person standing in front of the tombstone.

"Hey, are you here?" After seeing the figure standing there, Ding Xiaoyi was a little surprised.

Because this person is not someone I am familiar with, but Bai Yusheng. After the last farewell, Bai Yusheng went back. Didn't expect to meet here today?

Glancing at a joss stick in front of Old Chen's tombstone, he couldn't help asking in surprise, "Do you know Old Chen?"

"I don't know, I've heard of it, and I admire it! It's almost the autumnal equinox, so let's offer this old hero the first joss stick of autumn."

Bai Yusheng shook his head, his white hair made him look a bit vicissitudes, if he didn't know that Bai Yusheng was young, and the two of them stood together, outsiders would think he was their elder.

Bai Yusheng's eyes were covered with a layer of black blindfolds, but Ding Xiaoyi could still feel that his eyes were looking at him.

Hearing what he said, Ding Xiaoyi lost his face.

At any rate, he declared to the public that he was Chen Lao's closed disciple, but it turned out that he had never been incensed once.

It's not that he's lazy, but that Mr. Chen is right in front of him every day, cooking for himself.

I really can't remember this stuff.

"I'm here today mainly to find you." Bai Yusheng continued without seeing the embarrassment on Ding Xiaoyi's face.

"Find me??"

"Yes, I'm looking for you, and I'll give you a reminder to be careful of the people around you." Bai Yusheng took a deep breath, and when he said this, suddenly, the veins on his entire face were throbbing.

As if he was under a lot of pressure, his whole face turned pale after a while. If Ding Xiaoyi hadn't reached out to hold him in time and injected spiritual energy into Bai Yusheng's body, Bai Yusheng would have fainted at this time.

It was only when he touched it with his fingers that he realized that Bai Yusheng's internal organs were being pulled by a strange force, almost tearing him apart.

He recognized this strange power at a glance, and it was the result of the backlash of the mysterious power in the dark.

He had helped Howard continue his life before, which caused the wishing coin to crack, and was almost hurt by backlash.

If Yuniang hadn't acted in time, his fate at that time would probably have been seriously injured if he didn't die.

"What do you mean by what you said just now?" Thinking of Bai Yusheng's special ability, Ding Xiaoyi's expression became serious.

"Don't ask, don't move, don't think about it" Bai Yusheng hurriedly stopped him from asking, at this moment he was already sweating profusely, as if he was fished out of the water.

I thought I should be able to handle this matter myself, but I didn't know that the consequences of backlash were so terrible.

After regaining some strength, he took out a pill from his pocket and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

But Ding Xiaoyi grabbed it directly with quick eyesight and quick hands.