Chapter 159: Human affairs cannot be improvised!

But there is another problem in continuing to file complaints. What if there is a big boss in the third level of the Middle School hidden in the dark... What's terrible is that he happens to be in the muzzle of the gun. It is easy to cause the complaint to fail and the news to be sent back.

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No, as long as there is an inner sect elder from the Third Middle Realm who is instigated to rebel, there is no need for him to happen upon it.

But the other party will definitely pay great attention to this aspect, and even be responsible for this aspect of work. Once they find that this kind of information has been reported, they will absolutely try their best to intercept it. In this case, the bloody plot in the script will easily become an inevitable situation.

"Oh, I'm still too weak, or I might as well have enough connections and power! Huh? Wait, enough connections?" An idea flashed in Wang Zijia's mind, and a very sexy idea came to his mind.

"It seems... it's not impossible to do it. But we have to wait until the limelight of these days has passed." After a long time, Wang Zijia's eyes became brighter and brighter.

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Early the next morning, Wang Zijia got up early as usual and was doing morning boxing lessons with Bai Qian, Xiang Feifei and others in the yard.

"Tai Chi value +30!"

As a Wisdom Heart Pill was consumed, Wang Zijia found that compared with the usual amount of less than 20 points, there were suddenly more than 10 points more today.

He was stunned for a moment, feeling the spiritual weapon in his mind: The Book of False Dao Zhenlu flicker slightly, and Wang Zijia's eyes flashed slightly.

Is this the inheritance effect of the inherited magic weapon?

This is still the most basic. No wonder everyone was sure yesterday that with his talent of mastering the five arts at the age of sixteen, it won't be long before he can complete the preparations for the remaining four arts and start to advance to Jijiu.

After leaving the talisman-making room and carefully closing the door, An Xingsheng looked through the crack in the door at Wang Zijia who was looking down at the account book. An Xingsheng suddenly felt that this senior brother Wang seemed completely different after not seeing him for half a month.

"It's not a big deal. Yesterday, the Bai family member suddenly came to our building and said that senior brother, you are free. Let him know so that he can come and visit." As An Xingsheng spoke, he looked at Wang Zijia with an incomprehensible expression.

Wang Zijia looked at An Xingsheng and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Sir, the ingredients you want." After breakfast, Bai Qian handed Wang Zijia a food box.

"Ah?..." An Xingsheng saw Wang Zijia's attitude and said in shock: "Then how should we deal with it?"

Now among the ten disciples taught by Wang Zijia, there is only one named Yuan, who is still far from mastering the talismans. The others have at least started.

While Wang Zijia was thinking, he nodded calmly and said, "Well, let's make arrangements for another class in the afternoon."

An Xingsheng: “·······”

Without it, there would be too many people.

Wang Zijia shook his head calmly and said, "It's okay. If he wants to come, he can come."

"What should we do? If a colleague visits me, why don't I give him a gong or a drum?" Wang Zijia asked in return, and then said calmly: "It would be nice to have a cup of tea."

"Dried fish!" Bai Qian said with excitement, eyes twinkling: "Sir, you may not think it tastes a bit strong, but it tastes amazing."

He always feels that if this continues, Bai Qian will go further and further down this road of no return. Maybe one day, all the elixirs she has developed will...

Forget it, I still don’t want to think about this anymore, it’s a bit scary.

"morning!"

When the disciples saw Wang Zijia coming to work, they were all surprised and greeted Wang Zijia enthusiastically. Wang Zijia responded one by one.

"Senior Brother Wang, is your trip going well?" An Xingsheng followed Wang Zijia into the talisman-making room and asked while handing over the account book.

Wang Zijia reached out and took the account book, sat down, opened it and replied: "It's going well, has anything happened in the past half month?"

"Ah, oh, okay, I'll do it right away." An Xingsheng returned to his senses, saluted Wang Zijia, and turned around to go out.

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Wang Zijia was confused for a moment before he remembered who An Xingsheng was talking about.

Wang Zijia's words stopped abruptly, and a stench rushed straight to the tip of his nose. The slight pause was very pure, it was the ultimate stench.

Wang Zijia: "······"

While taking the food box, he waved his hand and opened the food box while talking. Seeing this, Bai Qian stopped talking.

"There's nothing else. It's just that the assessment time is coming, and senior brother You won't be here for half a month, so junior brother Yuan is a little anxious." An Xingsheng replied.

"Well, I believe in your craftsmanship!" Wang Zijia responded, then hurriedly sealed the food box and headed towards the Talisman Tower.

Someone like Xi Ling knows everything, is familiar with it, and can allocate enough value. It has reached a certain level of proficiency and is not far away from mastery. Therefore, it is normal for him to be anxious.

"Yes!" An Xingsheng nodded and replied: "This senior brother is also very strange. All the teaching fellows in the building are trying to fawn over him, but he has always ignored them. I don't know what he thinks. Yesterday he suddenly came to us

Here it comes.”

Wang Zijia saw that its surface was actually sealed with a layer of spiritual light, and said in surprise: "Why is it still sealed..."

"In the evening, when I was about to get off work." An Xingsheng looked at Wang Zijia with doubts as he spoke: "What's wrong, senior brother, is there any problem?"

What he wants is dark cuisine, not biological weapons!!!

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In the afternoon, Wang Zijia came to the teaching hall. The moment he stepped into the room, he was stunned.

"Are you talking about the teaching fellow who was transferred to Fulou after me some time ago?" Wang Zijia asked.

"morning!"

"Good morning, senior brother!"

"What is this?" Wang Zijia was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion.

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"Good morning, Senior Brother Wang!"

Wang Zijia's eyes flickered for a moment and he said, "Did you come yesterday morning or in the afternoon?"

"Okay, if you have nothing to do, go down and inform. I haven't had any classes for more than half a month. Let's talk more today." Wang Zijia glanced at An Xingsheng, who was a little dazed, and said goodbye.

In addition to the ten original disciples, there were only seven or eight people who were slacking off in class. In addition to these dozen, there were more than a dozen strangers sitting at the back of the hall.

"Okay, I'll notify you later." An Xingsheng replied.

I haven’t been to work for half a month, and there are still less than 20 days left for the assessment, so it’s time for the final sprint.

Among these people, Wang Zijia didn't know almost all of them. Of course, there were a few whom he knew about, and they should be the official teaching brothers of their Fu Tower.

The three people at the center of the dozen or so people even have the aura of offering wine. One of them, an old man at the peak of offering wine, is none other than the owner of their Talisman Tower, Wang Zijia's immediate boss.

Seeing such a posture, Wang Zijia subconsciously stopped as he walked in and looked back at the door to make sure that he had entered the wrong teaching hall.

"What's going on?" Wang Zijia looked at An Xingsheng trotting forward and asked in a low voice.

It's the end of the month, guys, hurry up and take a look at your wallet, vote if you have it!!! There's still a few hundred to a thousand, don't waste it!!!
Chapter completed!