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Chapter 303 Go and have a look

Thinking of the master scolding them with such ugly words, Zhao Qing's face became even uglier: "Director, can we change it?"

"No, it's your fault that you drew this, so just accept your fate!" Director Liu said with a smile.

Although he also felt that the scolding from these masters was a bit excessive, there is no rainbow without wind and rain.

An Xinghui and Mo Qianxun laughed beside them: "Alas, who laughed at us for making a bad choice before? You regret it now, but it's too late."

Mo Qianxun patted his shoulder gently: "Second brother, don't say that, you are friends after all."

Receiving Zhao Qing's somewhat resentful look, An Xinghui made a gesture to shut up.

Mo Qianxun looked at the black energy on them and said, "But the high priest said that our dance practice is almost done, so we should be able to go around. I'm actually quite curious about their mission."

An Xing glanced back at Mo Qianxun, then looked at them: "This is not difficult, let's go to their place for a walk first, and then go back to practice after we're done!"

Director Liu: "Don't worry!"

Everyone is rushing to complete their tasks, do you think you have it all figured out?

"Don't worry, just take a break." An Xing waved back.

Lunch was provided by the crew. After lunch, Mo Qianxun found an excuse to avoid the camera and stood in a small alley.

Ling Feng suddenly appeared in front of her: "Did you figure it out?"

"How can we not see such a huge black cloud? What is going on in this town?"

Ling Feng's expression was very solemn: "I suspect that the barrier here may soon be unable to suppress those souls."

"Why didn't we notice this before?" Logically, this situation shouldn't happen in their world.

"We wanted to take care of it before, but we have to do it now. We were just ordinary people before, how could we deal with ghosts?" Ling Feng looked towards the exit of the alley, "I'm afraid their team's mission will be difficult."

"why?"

"This place was originally a deserted village that was massacred. Later, the ancestors of the people in the town fled here. Although these people have been expanding and renovating their houses, they will not change the layout of the houses. It is still the same as before."

“Are you saying there’s something wrong with these houses?”

Ling Feng nodded: "According to our guess, the souls suppressed in this village should be the souls of the original villagers of this village. If they recognize their home, then it is estimated that every household should have at least one."

"No wonder they all have some black energy after not seeing them for the whole morning. Could that black energy be yin energy or resentment?"

"I'm not sure about that, but you can ask Sister Mei'er. Isn't Sister Mei'er's partner someone who matches her major?"

Mo Qianxun was stunned for two seconds, then gave him a slap: "You are really smart. I will ask Sister Mei'er right now."

"Okay, go back quickly, otherwise people will think you fell into the toilet. If there is anything, just ask 008 to pass the message to me." Ling Feng patted her head.

Mo Qianxun slapped his hand away: "You fell into the toilet."

The 008 in Mo Qianxun's phone suddenly appeared, but he was wearing a very old-fashioned military uniform.

[Today, I am Communications Soldier 008!] He saluted as he spoke.

"Martin the Changeable?" 008 was a little surprised to see that he had changed his clothes in a short while.

008's eyes lit up. "Host, you know, I really envy Martin. He's really amazing. He has a different identity every day."

Mo Qianxun patted his little head and said, "If you want to talk about awesomeness, I still think my 008 is the best."

【hey-hey! 】

"Okay, go back quickly!" Ling Feng said, and flew to the roof again.

Mo Qianxun tidied up her hairstyle, which had just been messed up by Brother Feng.

"Little sister, you're back. That's just right. Let's go to Zhao Qing first. I'd really like to see what their design looks like. It's unexpected that they were scolded so badly." An Xinghui waved towards Mo Qianxun excitedly. Just now, Zhao Qing perfectly acted out how the master scolded people.

Mo Qianxun looked at him puzzledly: "Why are you so excited?"

"I suddenly feel that I still haven't learned the essence of swearing. I can't learn from this master who doesn't say a single dirty word but can curse people so badly." An Xinghui said that this person was intending to steal his skills.

Mo Qianxun looked at him helplessly, then looked at Zhao Qing: "Brother Zhao, let's go with you first!"

"Well, okay, but I have to remind you that this master has a really bad temper. You'd better not provoke him. I always feel that he is not easy to mess with. Every time he looks at me, I feel hairy all over." Zhao Qing said while touching his arm.

"Eh? You have the same feeling? That's strange, I have the same feeling." An Xinghui hugged Zhao Qing's shoulders: "What do you think is going on?"

Zhao Qing sighed: "Who knows!"

The four of them walked together towards the house where Zhao Qing and the others had become their apprentices.

As soon as he reached the door, Mo Qianxun was stunned. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the big willow tree next to the house. A figure covered in black and emitting black air was standing there.

Although he had no facial features, they could just feel that he was looking at them.

Zhao Qing and An Xinghui walked towards the gate. The black figure suddenly stretched out his hand towards them. The hand instantly grew longer, and when it was about to touch them, a white light suddenly hit his arm.

The black shadow subconsciously retracted his hand and looked in the direction where the white light came from. He saw the girl, whom he had not paid attention to, looking at him with a warning look.

The black shadow was stunned for only two seconds, then hid in the willow tree.

Following everyone into the master's house, Mo Qianxun suddenly felt a chill.

"Strange, I'm wearing such thick clothes, why do I still feel so cold? Are my clothes not warm enough?" An Xinghui subconsciously glanced at his cotton coat. This shouldn't be the case. It was quite warm just now.

Mo Qianxun walked up quickly and grabbed An Xinghui's hand.

An Xing looked down and saw that his little sister took his hand. He quickly patted her hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Don't be afraid. Brother is here."

This was also the first time Zhao Qing saw this side of An Xinghui. He was a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to have such a gentle side. I thought you would only go crazy."

An Xing rolled her eyes at him: "She is my sister, not you."

Zhao Qing: ...Okay, I'm not worthy, okay!