Thinking of this, Gao calmly turned off the chat software and continued to write articles.

Song Shuhang's lips rose opposite - it's very good~ I'll get one.

Then, he logged in to the accounts of "Oriental Moon Night" and "Hongmei Zhenjun".

Gao Moumou's success means that his illusion is effective.

Although it is only the most basic 'dark inducing nature' illusion, with the addition of the Mirage Dragon's Nascent Soul, the effect of the illusion is even better than Song Shuhang expected.

After adding three roommates to the group, the "puppet" sent by senior Huangshan was almost sent.

At that time, he activates these puppets one by one and places them in the small building of senior pharmacist, and then remotely controls these puppets, silently leading his friends to the path of cultivation.

When necessary, you can also send the Merit Snake Beauty, the Fairy of Creation, and Cong Niang to play the roles in the group. Just like Yu Rouko, A Shiliu, and the Senior Pharmacist who started his path of cultivation for him.

His current ability is limited, so he can only do so much for his roommate.

When he is in the future, after his ability becomes stronger... he may be able to do better.

So Song Shuhang used the same plan again.

Using illusion to secretly induce, he added Tubo with Dongfang Yueye's account, Yangde with Hongmei Zhenjun's account, and then added them to the group [Jiangnan Sect] and [Diligent One].

After the mission was completed, Song Shuhang nodded with relief.

"Shuhang." At this time, Tubo suddenly raised his head and asked, "Do you think there are martial arts masters in this world?"

"I think... there should be some. I personally feel that this world must have real martial arts." Song Shuhang nodded slightly and said.

——The secret induction effect of illusion is so strong? So quickly Tubo started to consider the topic of "martial arts master"?

"Well, is this the reason why you taught Ji Shuangxue's father "The Times Are Calling"?" Yang De suddenly looked up, pushed his glasses and smiled slightly.

Song Shuhang: "..."

"I later heard from Zhuge Yue that Ji Shuangxue's father practiced "The Times Are Calling" every day. During the summer vacation, he even went to Wenzhou to buy a house and lived near Shuhang's house?" Gao Moumou asked without raising his head.

When talking about Zhuge Yue and Ji Shuangxue, and Ji Shuangxue’s father “Ask Chinfu”, Gao Moumou felt that the dusty memories in his mind became clearer.

Song Shuhang laughed dryly.

While he was talking, Shuhang's phone rang.

It is a strange phone call, and the call address is from Jiangnan area.

"Is the express delivery here?" Song Shuhang opened the phone - Senior Huangshan is very efficient in his work.

"Hey, is it Shuhang?" A woman's voice came from the phone.

"It's me, who are you?" Song Shuhang asked politely.

In a woman's voice, it is probably not a courier. After all, the probability of female couriers these days is relatively small.

"I am Ji Shuangxue. Do you still have an impression?" the woman replied.

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky.

What a coincidence, everyone just talked about her.

So he nodded and said, "Yes, Shuangxue, is there anything you need to ask me for?"

When he heard him, Gao Moumou, Tu Bo, and Yang De stopped the movement in his hands, and everyone held their breath and pricked their ears.

As soon as we talked about ‘Ji Shuangxue’, we called each other right away. What a coincidence.

So what happened to Ji Shuangxue called Song Shuhang?

I finally couldn't help but call Song Shuhang for teaching her father about "The Time Is Calling"?

"Well, Shuhang... Is there really a skill in this world?" Ji Shuangxue asked on the other end of the phone.

Ji Shuangxue was very nervous at this time.

She suddenly fell into a coma yesterday morning, and all the neighbors in the community were trapped in a coma incident.

She couldn't remember what happened yesterday.

The only remaining impression is the scene where my father asked Chinfu to hold up the giant sword and roar loudly. In my memory, there was a warm light flashing on his father's sword.

"Do you believe it?" Song Shuhang replied. As soon as he said that, he felt that his answer was particularly charlatan.

However, after all, Song Shuhang did not have a direct and definite answer to the dark history of teaching other people's father "The Times Are Calling".

Opposite, Ji Shuangxue was silent.

The father practiced the scene of "The Times Are Calling" every day, and it couldn't be removed in her mind.

"Thank you~ I feel much better after having classmate Shuhang's answer." Ji Shuangxue on the opposite side seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Goodbye, classmate Shuhang."

Song Shuhang, who ended the call, looked confused.

What did I say just now is awesome and particularly Zen-like words?

Or does my voice have a healing effect?

Seeing that Song Shuhang's call ended, Gao Moumou couldn't help asking, "Are you blamed?"

"No." Song Shuhang shook his head.

"This girl's personality is so good that she has nothing to say. If it were me, she would have beaten Shuhang in secret." Tubo sighed.

Song Shuhang looked at Tubo with pity. It wasn't him bragging, but Tubo's attack power. He lay still and let go of his body-protecting spiritual power, and Tubo did not break his defense.

Tubo: "…"

Why did Shuhang look at him with a gentle smile when he said, "Shuhang secretly beat him up"?

...

...

Classes start in the afternoon.

Song Shuhang and three roommates chose the window to the left side of the classroom, which had better light, so you can occasionally look outside the window and stare blankly.

The afternoon class was more important, and the three roommates listened more seriously.

Song Shuhang continued to dig out "Basic Ancient Language" and used illusions to disguise it - at the same time, he used it with multiple intentions, and in his consciousness, he began to tailor group chat records for Gao Moumou, Tu Bo and Yang De.

When he first entered the "Jiuzhou No. 1 Group", he watched the seniors in the group talk about their cultivation experience, breaking into secret realms, practicing elixirs, etc. all day long.

He based these chat records as the basis and added the transformation.

At that time, when the puppets of Venerable Huangshan are delivered, these clone puppets can be arranged, and according to the character design and plot, they will start chatting in the water group, striving to create the atmosphere of three "martial arts master chat groups".

Song Shuhang is happy in the midterm.

During the second class, the tired Cong Niang found Song Shuhang's location, quietly came back, and jumped into Song Shuhang's pocket.

[Tired to play?] Song Shuhang asked in a voice transmission.

[Hmm.] Cong Niang replied gently.

In addition, she had something she was embarrassed to mention - while wandering, she suddenly felt a little nervous. Out of instinct, she quickly found Song Shuhang's location.

Subconsciously, Song Shuhang's location was a safe place for her.

Song Shuhang gently patted Cong Niang.

Then, he closed the book "Basic Ancient Language".

Bang~Bang~

A sound of glass shattering sounded.

The glass on the left side of the classroom seemed to be hit hard and exploded!

"Here you come!" At this time, the thin demon-catcher Zhang Xiaofan stood up suddenly in the classroom.

Song Shuhang looked up and glanced at the broken glass.

The power of thought swept across.

All the broken glass on his side was pushed away.

Looking at the broken glass, Song Shuhang quickly contacted Senior Bai: [Senior Bai, is Senior Bai here? Please help if you have something to do~]

Senior Bai two: "…"

After sighing, he replied: [What disaster has you encountered again?]

He has just left for such a short while.

[Senior Bai, I heard you have a spell that can instantly restore glass?] Song Shuhang asked, remembering that the Hamster once mentioned this.
Chapter completed!